[RGRE] Trixie (with Starlight) Tries to Bang Anon


                                            Original Poster: Love and Powerlifting (http://ponepaste.org/user/lapsbin)

                                            Reason this is posted here is because LaP regularly doesn't bin things. Will be removed upon or shortly thereafter being posted on his bin. Maybe.


                                            Note: Seems like this stuff will be either anthro or marshmallow horse depending. I'll label sections as such.


                                            Part 1 [Anthro]

                                            "We really shouldn't be here."

                                            >"That's where you're wrong, my dear assistant!"

                                            "...Firstly, I'm not you're ASSISTANT. Second, I've been wrong about a whole lot of things in my life, but I'm almost positive that this isn't one of those times."

                                            >"Will you trust the Grrrrreat and Powerful Trixie? Where have I led you astray before?"

                                            >Starlight let out a huff, placing her hands on her hips

                                            "I could probably spend an hour listing them off," she said.

                                            >Trixie, wearing a black spandex one piece outfit that was so tight it may as well have been a second skin--the same sort of outfit Starlight herself was wearing--deflated somewhat

                                            >The magician stared at her friend, a frown slowly forming on her face

                                            >Starlight just stared back, nonplussed

                                            >It was bad enough that she had allowed Trixie to talk her into putting on this dumb get up--that felt two sizes too small by the way--but now the two were really playing with fire

                                            >They both stood right in front of the house of what might have been top ten one of the most dangerous males in Equestria

                                            >The green giant, the alien from another dimension, and all around grumpy gentlecolt

                                            >Anonymous the human

                                            >Anon did not care much for ponies

                                            >He didn't outright attack them, but it was clear to even a foal that he found their company distasteful, mostly referring to ponykind as a whole as "filthy furry fetish abominations"

                                            >The cutest, smallest of foals could have walked right up to him offering a giant lollipop and he would have turned his head, spat, and walked away in disgust

                                            >Princess Twilight and Fluttershy were doing this best to work their "magic" on him, but it was very slow progress

                                            >Process that Trixie might smash to kindling tonight if she had her way

                                            >Eyes narrowed down to slits, mouth set in a line so thin that Starlight couldn't see it in the dim half-moon's light, Trixie finally spoke

                                            >"You don't think Trixie can wrangle herself a stallion, do you Starlight? You think Trixie is some handholding fetishist that's never kissed a colt, don't you?"

                                            "I'm not saying that," Starlight insisted, stomping a hoof. "I'm just saying that there's plenty of stallions out there and we don't need to break into the house of one that can rip our arms off."

                                            >"Pffff. He can't do that."

                                            "Remember when Sombra showed up a month ago and tried to destroy the town? Remember what Anon did to him when he got too close?"

                                            >Trixie winced

                                            >"You know Trixie had bravely fortified her wagon so that if that fiend attacked it she could fight him off until more combat focused ponies came--"

                                            "You mean you ran to your wagon and hid under your bed?"

                                            >"That's not what I meant at all, you lavender dork, and don't you change the subject."

                                            "I'm not, I just thin--"

                                            >"YOU don't think Trixie can sweep a colt off her hooves. Trixie doesn't care what rumors were spread about what our residential alien stallion did or did not do to the Price of Darkness himself, she'll have him wrapped around her finger by morning."

                                            "Well, unlike YOU I was actually there. I saw what he did to that stallion," Starlight said, shaking her head. "Sombra might have been evil, but Anon... This really isn't going to turn out well for you."

                                            >"Us," Trixie corrected. "And yes it will. Do you know why?"

                                            >Starlight tried to spin around and walk away, but Trixie grabbed her hand, yanking her back

                                            >"Do you know why?" the magician repeated

                                            >Starlight took a deep breath

                                            >She held it for nearly a minute, before sighing explosively

                                            "I know I'm going to regret this, but WHY?" she asked, crossing her arms.

                                            >"Because you and Trixie aren't beta cucks like Twilight Sparkle or that yellow lesbian. We are Hunters. Cock wranglers. When we walk by stallions swoon and pop out of their SHEATHS!"

                                            >Trixie shook a fist, placing a hand on her friend's shoulder

                                            >"We both know that colts really don't know what they want. Not really. Anon might makes faces and complain when he sees a pony walking by, but you know what Trixie thinks?"

                                            "I'm terrified to even guess."

                                            >"When Trixie looks at the big boy all she sees is a stallion a step or two from being a race traitor addicted to pussy and tuft. You and Trixie ARE those two steps. We CAN and we WILL break him and remold him into a perfect, exotic little husband that will eat us out on command!"

                                            >Starlight made a face

                                            "...What in Celestia's name are you talking about? Race traitor? Is that from one of those weird fetish magazines that you keep under your bed?"

                                            >"Yes, but that's not the point," Trixie said, wagging a finger at her. "Colts are submissive by nature. All he needs is a face full of tuft and he'll calm right down."

                                            >Trixie puffed her chest out, displaying her rather impressive tuft

                                            >Starlight might have had the curves--the girl's mother MUST have been a earth pony--but Trixie was epitome of what a unicorn should be

                                            >She was tall, lithe, elegant and graceful, with a tuft that could only be grown by a tribe used to living on top of freezing mountains

                                            >Trixie had no doubt that the alien would be addicted to it the second she nestled his face into it

                                            >It was obvious, however, that Starlight would need some more convincing to see her way of thinking

                                            >Not much, but some

                                            >"Just imagine it, Starlight. Nopony would need to worry about Anon anymore, and we'd be cooler than Daring Do," Trixie said, giving her shoulder a squeeze. "Sparkle won't need to pull her mane out whenever she thinks about the colt, and we'll have our own cute little alien slut to fool around with. It's a win-win for everypony!"

                                            >Starlight bit her bottom lip

                                            >This was a bad idea

                                            >Probably one of the worst ideas Trixie had ever had, and that was saying something

                                            >But...

                                            >Twilight was getting to the end of her rope with Anonymous

                                            >She had tried every conventional method in her friendship arsenal to make the human hate ponies less

                                            >It was working, but maybe there was a less conventional way to make him friendlier faster?

                                            >A way that would scratch some itches that hadn't been scratched since she was the leader of that little town near Manehatten?

                                            >By a big, cute alien no less?

                                            >She looked at the human's front door, rubbing her thighs together

                                            "I... it's a bad idea."

                                            >"Is it a bad idea, or so crazy it might work?" Trixie asked with a grin

                                            "If he doesn't like it, we can get in a lot of trouble. I mean, a LOT of trouble."

                                            "He'll love it. Now why don't you work your magic on this door so Trixie can work her magic on the stud muffin in there?"

                                            >Pinching the bridge of her nose, Starlight's horn glowed

                                            >There was an audible click

                                            >Starlight looked over her hand at her grinning friend

                                            "Are you sure your special talent isn't talking ponies into doing REALLY stupid things?"

                                            >"It's not, but Trixie is still really good at it, huh?" Trixie asked, making her way to the front door with a confident strut. "Now, lets bag ourselves a colt.


                                            ~_~_~_~_~_~


                                            >It was early, and Applejack found herself pushing a wagon full of hay toward Whitetail Forest

                                            >The hay was feed for some of Fluttershy's critters

                                            >The pegasus had insisted that the farmer could bring it anytime she wanted, but Applejack was nothing if not speedy when it came to delivering product to her customers

                                            >Besides, it was a whole lot more pleasant pushing this wagon in the cool morning air than it would be pushing it in the middle of the day when it was hot

                                            >Humming a tune to herself, Applejack found herself walking beside the house of that alien fella Anon

                                            >Her nose scrunched up at the sight of it

                                            >Not a real pleasant fella, that one

                                            >She understood he was a colt all alone, but did he really have to be so mean?

                                            >She didn't think so

                                            >Still, he was Twilight's project, and he hadn't hurt anypony other than Sombra

                                            >Applejack shivered as she remembered that day, picking up her pace ever so slightly

                                            >"MOTHERFUCKER!!!!"

                                            >The farmer jumped as a voice rang out, louder than even the Royal Canterlot Voice

                                            >Several seconds later, she watched as someone was thrown out an open window

                                            >They soared through the air, and in a perfect arc, landed in the loose hay

                                            >It was that darn Trixie, who looked like she had made a mess of her pants

                                            >"FUCKING FURRIES!"

                                            >There was a poof, and Starlight appeared at the front door, looking just as panicked as Trixie

                                            >The unicorn took off down the road toward down, not noticing Applejack

                                            >Applejack, eyes wide, looked at Trixie

                                            >Trixie, her eyes just as wide, her suit ripped, and hay all in her mane, stared back

                                            >"Background horse, Trixie things you really should get us out of here."

                                            >"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

                                            >"...Quickly please."


                                            Part 2 [Equine]

                                            >Be Anon

                                            >Be sitting at a bench, eating a donut

                                            >It was a big, fluffy one, with maple icing

                                            >8/10, pretty good

                                            >As you ate, you horsewatched

                                            >There were a lot of horses in the marketplace, doing horse things

                                            >A stallion was arguing with a salespony over the price of peanuts

                                            >A group of foals were trying to talk an adult into buying them a dirty magazine

                                            >Derpy had gotten stuck on top of a lamppost somehow, and a group of exasperated pegasi were trying to get her down

                                            >Just another lazy day in Pony--

                                            >"HEY!"

                                            >You jumped in your seat, nearly dropping your donut

                                            >Looking to the sound of the shout, you saw little blue magician horse making her way over to you

                                            >She looked pretty peeved, her muzzle real scrunched up and her eyes narrow

                                            >"You, human!" she said, pointing a hoof at you. "Trixie is sick of you strutting around like you own the place. Prepare for a Grrrrreat and Powerful telling off!"

                                            "What? I was just."

                                            >"Shut it!," blue horse interrupted with a shake of her hoof. "You think just because you're so much bigger than ponies you can strut around wearing clothing that hugs your slutty curves?"

                                            "Huh?"

                                            >"Shut up! Just because you could overpower Trixie with those big, strong hands of yours doesn't mean you can go acting like one of the girls! This is a mare's world, and you need to know your place, colt!"

                                            "I--"

                                            >"SHUTIT! Trixie doesn't care that you're a big, bad predator that could bite and choke her. Maybe slap her around; maybe call her names. You are beneath Trixie!"

                                            "..."

                                            >Blue horse stomped a hoof, walking right up to you and poking your leg

                                            >"It certainly doesn't matter that you could force Trixie to do ANYTHING, as Trixie isn't the most magically gifted mare, or the strongest. It doesn't matter if you COULD drape your stallionhood over her muzzle and make her lick your balls, then slap her around with it until Trixie is covered in your pungent stink!"

                                            >She poked you again, eyes now so narrow that it looked like they were closed

                                            >"It doesn't matter that you can force Trixie on her back and use her muzzle like a sex toy! Nor does it matter that you could easily flip Trixie onto her back and break her with your FAT predator penis! Trixie is Great, Trixie is Powerful, and you need to go back into the kitchen, COLT!"

                                            >She propped herself up onto your knees to get into your face

                                            >"You could fill Trixie's womb to bursting, mindbreak her, turn her into nothing but a sock wearing sextoy that only gets off to big human dick, and you know what? You'd still be a big, dumb colt! Whatcha think about THAT, smart guy?"

                                            >She looked right into your eyes

                                            >You just stared back, baffled

                                            >One could have heard a pin drop in the market, dozens of eyes on the two of you

                                            >A minute passed, and you saw Trixie falter a little

                                            >She looked around, appearing a bit lost, until her gaze settled on your half eaten donut

                                            >With a triumphant grin, she reared back with a hoof

                                            >Before you, God, or Celestia could stop her, she slapped the donut out of your hand

                                            >It hit the dirty, cold ground, bouncing once before falling icing side down

                                            >Trixie looked back at you expectantly

                                            >Your eyes narrowed

                                            "That was TWO BITS..."


                                            ~_~_~_~_~


                                            >"Oh BUCK! OH BUCK! IT FEELS LIKE YOU'RE IN MY STOMACH! CHOKE ME HARDER, YOU BUCKER!"

                                            >Be Starlight

                                            >Two hours had passed since Trixie had attempted her little stunt

                                            >Anon had wordlessly picked her up and carried her to her wagon

                                            >The door bad been slammed shut and the moaning began

                                            >Ponies were nervous

                                            >You were nervous

                                            >There were talking about getting the Elements of Harmony, but everypony was too nervous/awkward about the whole situation

                                            >Thirty minutes ago the suspension on the wagon snapped

                                            >There was no sign that Anon would stop, and Trixie was louder than bucking Celestia

                                            >Loud enough that practically the whole town could hear the human turn her bow-legged

                                            >Holy hay was your friend a weirdo...