Trixie's Magic Box


                                            >You are Anonymous. The only human in Equestria. And you have horrible luck at dice.

                                            >Oh you weren't stupid enough to play dice with Fluttershy (again), but Trixie and her pals had seemed well adjusted enough. They mostly just wanted to be able to say they had spent time talking with you. As traveling performers, being able to say they'd spent time with someone as exotic as you could wow the locals in a few places apparently.

                                            >And when the game ended you were in debt big time to multiple ponies. Trixie bought your debt off of everyone else and said "Relax hun. I know how you can work this off fairly quickly."

                                            "How?" you asked.

                                            >Trixie looked at the total again and said "Well for this amount to disappear, what I would want is for you to be my magician's assistant for 6 two hour shows and clean up afterwards. Doesn't that sound like a fair deal?" she said smiling sweetly.

                                            "It sounds VERY generous." I said. "So generous it feels like I'm missing something honestly. What's the catch?"

                                            >Trixie just kept smiling and said "Well it's not really a 'catch' per se. To be quite frank Anonymous, as the ONLY human here in Equestria, I'm willing to bet you have untapped curiosity value that I can turn a profit on."

                                            "Huh." I said. "Never though about it that way before. You MIGHT be on to something. But I want to say up front I've never been a magician's assistant before."

                                            >Trixie was still smiling when she said "But you've said that you saw magician's perform back in your world yes?"

                                            "Well yeah sure." I said. "That's a common experience growing up where I'm from. Normally it's a pretty lady there though."

                                            >Trixie said "Yes, well, we work with what we have don't we? Now here's what I propose. I'll work with you to train you for the next two weeks while I get a costume made for you and resize some props. Then we'll do the shows. Do you remember how many shows?

                                            "Yes. Six shows of two hours each and I clean up after each show."

                                            >Trixie smiled and said "Excellent! Now I want you to meet me at Rarity's tomorrow at noon. And expect that she's going to take more measurements than normal so that I can resize the props correctly ok?"

                                            >At noon tomorrow, Trixie was waiting for me with a smiling Rarity. Rarity did indeed take many more measurements than normal. If I had to guess, I'd say Trixie was going to build some kind of articulated box and put me in it. Well that fit for a few magic tricks I had seen before so it wasn't that shocking. Then Trixie started working with me on what she wanted me to do.

                                            >This continued as she had said up until showtime. Time for my final fitting!

                                            >Trixie and Rarity were both smiling. Trixie said "Well it looks marvelous! How does it feel Anon?"

                                            "Feels like it's tight enough to tell my religion, but I can move around ok."

                                            >Trixie said "Well I take your meaning anyway. And that's good! That's what we want."

                                            "You want them to be able to see EVERYTHING?" I asked.

                                            >And Trixie replied "Absolutely! Look Anon, we talked about this. What is the real role of the magician's assistant?"

                                            I sighed and said "To distract the audience while the magician sets up the next trick."

                                            >Trixie smiled and said "That's right! And how did you think you were going to distract them?

                                            "By being the only human?" I replied.

                                            >Trixie smiled in a much darker way now "Well that's not entirely wrong, but the best way to distract folks has always been through sex appeal. To that end, please take these." And she handed me two blue pills and a glass of water.

                                            I knew she wasn't going to poison me before she got any shows out of me, but anyone would ask "What's this now?"

                                            >With a chuckle Trixie said "It's a viagra dose for a human. You see Anonymous, the best way to distract the audience is for your boy bits to be saying 'Hello! I'm VERY happy to see you!' And another thing. There may be a time or two onstage when I drop a handkerchief or flower. When that happens, You are to go over to it, face AWAY from the audience, bend over at the hips to grab it while smiling."

                                            "Fine." I said as I took the pills. "I'm guessing there's more though, right?"

                                            >Trixie said "Yup! During the show you can expect that I'll 'accidentally' bump into or rub up against you in suggestive ways. I'm going to enjoy it too." She said smiling.

                                            "After how badly I lost at dice I guess I'm still getting a good deal." I said.

                                            >Trixie said "I think we both are honey. Curtains in 5!"

                                            >Nervously I took a look at the audience. Crap! Fluttershy was front row center with her friends! On the plus side, her friends might be able to control her this time.

                                            >In fact it looked like a full house! Maybe Trixie was onto something about your curiosity value? Cleaning up after all of THIS was gonna be a pain!

                                            >For some reason there weren't a lot of stallions I could see though. Huh.

                                            >The show started. And while I was surprised by the amount of ass slapping and ass groping, the show went pretty much as we practiced for the first half hour. Then it was time for one of the big set pieces. Cutting Anonymous in half!

                                            >For this trick I climbed into a wheeled box about three feet off of the ground and lied down. The box let my head, feet, and arms below my elbows stick out. Then lids were closed and two blades the width of the box were painlessly inserted around where my stomach was and the two halves were separated and slowly spun around. Then the lids were padlocked,

                                            "Uh, Trixie?" I asked while growing concerned.

                                            >Trixie smiled and said "Who?"

                                            I rolled my eyes and said "I'm sorry. I meant to say Miss Great and Powerful Trixie?"

                                            >Trixie was obviously enjoying this when she said "Yes, my snack of an assistant?"

                                            "I don't mean to question your Great and Powerful ways," I said, "It's just that we didn't use any padlocks during our rehearsals."

                                            >Trixie, with her stage smile plastered on said. "Oh that." And she started to walk around my two halves while answering me. "Yes, well during rehearsals it was just the two of us. VERY intimate! But now we have a full house and that increases the risk. I need to keep you safe through five more shows. Besides, can you imagine how awkward it would be if you got out of the box right now?"

                                            "Honestly I'd rather NOT think about that if it's all the same." I said with a shudder.

                                            >Trixie chuckled and said "Well I can't really blame you there. Now I'd like to ask YOU a question little snack."

                                            "Yes?" I politely asked.

                                            >Trixie said to the audience "I DO like hearing him say that!" and got some applause. "Do you recall what today is? Aside from Tuesday?" The crowd was showing some agitation at this.

                                            "Sorry I'm afraid not." I said. "I've been working with you so much I didn't think about that honestly." As I was talking, she was propping up my upper half at a thirty degree angle so I had a better view and turned my lower half ninety degrees with my feet facing the audience.

                                            >Still smiling she said "Yes, I know!" And then she went over to my lower half and slid a hidden panel over my crotch and said "My dear snack Anonymous. Today happens to be the first day of ESTRUS!" And the crowd cheered as Trixie slid my shorts down and pulled out my erect cock through the hole left by the sliding panel.

                                            >Then she got up on top of the box holding my lower half and declared to everyone "THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE WILL NOW MAKE ANONYMOUS DISAPPEAR INSIDE HER MAGIC BOX!" Then she proceeded to do just that as the crowd cheered!

                                            >Two minutes later she was done and she said "Alright ladies listen your horny selves up! You're going to choose ONE of TWO lines! The lines to the right of me will be to the box with Anon's upper half! Which include his head and his hands!" While she spoke, she leveled out the box with my upper half again. "The line on my left leads to the lower box has his erect penis and his feet! And the barrel in the center is for your donations!"

                                            >And the first one in the left line was

                                            >Fucking Fluttershy.