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I don't know if I'll actually turn this into a series or not, but it's whatever with this.
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In all honesty I had fun writing this so there might be more of it, no promises.
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>Day The Great and Powerful…you get the rest in Equestria.
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>It’s just one mare after another it seems.
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>You shake off Fluttershy by accidentally killing Angel then Applejack wanted a piece of you.
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>You call Applejack a ‘salt sphere’ and suddenly she wants nothing to do with you.
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>Then Cheerilee constantly dragged you into private Sex Ed classes.
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>You escaped her educational grasp by planting salt into her teacher’s desk.
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>Yeah, Cheerilee’s gone for good. ONLY TO HAVE TWILIGHT TAKE HER PLACE!
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>Twilight proved to be a worthy opponent.
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>You had to make an ass of yourself, you exposed her wincest fetish in front of a crowd of ponies.
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>In the crowd of ponies who witnessed the ‘Cash 4 Told’ event was also Trixie.
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>Who’s now the current mare who’s after your dick.
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>The Great and Powerful Trixie wanted to get a go at you because she loved the thought of seeing Twilight embarrassed.
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>She was a sneaky she-devil though; at first you thought she wanted to be friends.
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>But things clicked a little too late when she got the baby blue fuzzy hoofcuffs on you and found yourself in a lip lock with her.
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>Luckily, you were a magician back on Earth, you knew a little trick about handcuffs and nothing’s changed.
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>You were a damn good one at that.
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>But you weren’t just /any/ magician, you practiced actual witchcraft, actual Magick, yes, spelled with a K at the end.
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>Everything from Forcecraft, Hoodoo, Voodoo, Vampyrism, Chaos Magick, Enochian, white and black magi-
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>You’re not gonna finish that sentence. Legal issues and all, they still have a Salem Witch trial on you.
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>It’s been a few hundred years; one would think they would come to their common senses.
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>The one thing you love about Equestria is how it’s much easier to use your magick here than back on Earth.( Yeah they probably won’t see this anyway.)
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>You thought none of it would work due to Equestria being a totally different plane.
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>To confirm your research, you astral projected to the hidden plane of ‘Starix’ to visit a city called ‘Zalagahn’.
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>According to the council, Earth’s magic is multiversal.
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>It’s just easier to perform it in Equestria due to a magick veil not being held up that hinders magick.
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>So your powers are easier to control here.
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>Anyways, your skill rivaled Twilight’s, only difference is if you ever end up in a duel with her, you have to let her win.
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>Otherwise you’ll be the new Element of Magic and you’re not down for that shit.
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>After Celestia saw your memories she wanted to give you the cutie mark herself and forget all about Twilight.
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>Every nope in your arsenal was used.
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>But back to you and Trixie.
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>Unlike the other mares after you, you were actually forced to use your abilities when it came to Trixie.
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>Although magic does make things easier, you’d rather do things the normal way, which makes it interesting.
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>But Trixie? She’s a tough cookie. It’s like she forced your hand into using it.
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>And when she found out that you can use magick, it was Magician versus Magician.
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>For the past two days, every day was full of countering counterspells that countered the counter counter of every counter’s counter.
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>You could go deeper.
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>Today you start your day hiding in your closet, Trixie tiphoofing in your bedroom with her tail lifted, revealing her plot that’s dripping its juices on the floor.
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>Son of a bitch, you’re going to have to clean that up.
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>She spots a body bulge in bed that she thinks it’s you.
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>”Hnnn, exotic creature, prepare for Trixie’s ultimate affection!”
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>She pounces onto the bed, instantly the bed folds up like a Venus flytrap.
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>You see her back legs buck and her yells of complaints were muffled.
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>Putting a hand to your mouth you silence your chuckles and hold your stomach with the other.
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>Letting it back down, you let your smug smirk show.
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“Oh Trixie, so easy to fool.”
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>You feel warm breath breathe down your neck.
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>”Foolish human, do you really think you’re as clever as you think you are?”
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>Trixie’s front legs wrap around your torso and pull you to the floor.
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>Just before you hit the hardwood, you teleport downstairs into your study that’s just below your closet.
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>Looking up at the ceiling, you nod at her effort in approval.
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>She’s improving, big time.
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“Interesting.”
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>”Indeed, Anonymous.”
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>You look into your rocking study chair and find Trixie reading a book while sipping some tea.
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>She casted a temporary doppelganger.
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>Not bad, they're impossible to sense considering they don’t have souls.
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>Okay she’s getting /really/ good.
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>”We can keep playing this game all you like, Trixie likes it, it helps her with her abilities, now tell her, where did you learn your magic?”
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“HA! Like I’m really gonna tell you that.”
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>”Tell Trixie!”
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“Nope, I gotta do my triple S thang, it’s kind of required.”
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>You vanish then reappear into your bathroom that’s downstairs and get started with your shower.
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>Adjust the temperature of the water: More hot than cold.
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>And you get to cleansing.
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>The sound of hooves splashing on the thin layer of water catches your attention.
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>You take note that Trixie is behind you.
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>”Nice tushy, human.”
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>Rolling your eyes, you place your hand on the tiled wall.
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>It phases through, your hand grasps a lever and pulls.
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>The bottom of the tub opens like a trap door.
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>Trixie falls below along with the water, but you stay afloat using levitation to lift you.
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>She falls unto the dirt a few feet below, looking up at you, she groans in frustration.
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>She runs from under your house into the day, stomping away shouting cuss words.
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>You continue to shower as if nothing happen, still staying afloat.
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>Witches be crazy.
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>Half an hour later after your morning ritual, you teleport to your bedroom, before your eyes was the Venus flytrap bed.
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>Raising a hand toward it, it lowers at your command.
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>You take a look at what it caught.
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>Twas only a life-size stuffed version of Trixie with an actual plot hole and anus.
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>It turns to look at you.
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>”Hey there. Wanna cuddle?”
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>Ah, object animation spell, very cool.
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>…
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>You’re so saving that for late-night cuddles.
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>Trixie must never know.
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>Later on in the morning, you have yourself some AppleBOOM’s.
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>The flavor of apples slaps you every time you have a spoonful of it.
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>The first day you tried it you were actually scared for the next spoonful.
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>But you enjoy the cereal now in content.
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>The sun was shining and the birds were chirping.
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>Now you wait for Trixie’s next attempt.
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>Internally you laugh at her frustration.
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>Poor thing, you’re always a step ahead.
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>You finish your bowl of AppleBOOM’s and toss it into the sink.
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>Turning on the facet, you notice blue ooze leaking out it landing onto your hand.
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>It starts to spread over it in quick progress.
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>Ah the translucent form, very clever.
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>With concentration you send cold energy to that part of the hand.
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>Instantly the ooze froze.
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>Not an easy spell to do, you really have to condition your body in extreme temperatures for Cyrokinesis.
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>Thankfully, you’ve had centuries of practice.
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>You walk over to a cabinet to grab an empty jar with your free hand.
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>Materializing a hammer, you smash your hand only to have the ooze itself shatter.
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>You send heated energy to your right hand to unfreeze it.
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>After that, you scoop the frozen pieces of ooze Trixie into the jar and put a top on it.
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>Then you just put it into the fridge.
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>You’re gonna let Trixie cool her hot plot down before letting her out.
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“Come on, you can do better than that,” you say out loud to no one in particular.
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>You walk over to your couch and jump on its comfy cushions.
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>Looking over at the coffee table, you reach for your copy of Magician Monthly.
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>You notice Trixie on the cover with her smug smile.
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>Then you get an idea.
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“What if…?”
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>You visualize a white orb traveling from your chest to your arm, which runs down to the hand that you’re holding the magazine in.
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>The part you hold starts to brown, smoke emits from it.
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>Trixie’s smug smile turns to panic.
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>Instantly she jumps out of the magazine cover onto your coffee table.
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>The bottom of her cloak caught fire so she runs out of your house screaming.
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>”DAMN YOU HUMAN, YOU WILL BE TRIXIE’S!!” she shouted.
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>But you’re not falling for it.
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>A grin crosses your face.
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“Since when were you able to project illusions?”
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>Trixie fades in, disabling her cloaking spell; turns out she was on your other couch adjacent to the one you’re sitting on.
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>”Since yesterday, your books are very informative.”
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“Look, I hate to break it to ya, Trix, but it’s not gonna happen. Just give up while you still have dignity.”
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>”Trixie /always/ gets what she wants. Always.”
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>Before your eyes, she telepoofs to the left of you on the couch you’re sitting on.
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>You study her face for a moment; her sense of pride is almost tangible.
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>Inching closer to her, you’re face to face with her.
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“What makes you so sure?”
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>She comes closer to you, her eyes half-lidded, enticing you.
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>Licking her lips, she gives you a quick up-down scan.
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>”Did you enjoy your breakfast, Anonymous?”
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>As if on cue, your stomach turns, your head feels woozy, your field of vision warping.
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>Your erection becomes uncomfortable from the swelling.
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>Leaning forward, you give her a peck on her lips.
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“Triiixieeee.”
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>Closing your eyes, you visualize a green glow of energy overwhelming your being.
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>Your mind’s clarity sharpens.
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>Your actions don’t feel delayed.
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>Boner dies down; you’re breathing back to normal.
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>Opening your eyes, your snicker at her as the double vision subsides.
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“Nice try.”
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>In confusion, her eyebrow cocks upward.
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>”What trickery is this?! You should be all over Trixie!”
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“It’s called a detox, learn it. It’ll keep your body from being influenced by foreign spells and other fun stuff.”
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>Yeah, after learning it, you never had a hangover again.
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>”That’s cheating!” She folds her forelegs as a storm of frustration brewed above her head.
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“What do you think magic is?”
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>”Eeer, targeted deception?”
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“Ha, no. This is not ‘Now You See Me’. Real Magick is just reality-tampering cheat codes.”
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>She steps down from the couch.
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>”Hmph, Trixie will see you tomorrow.”
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>She walks to the door, switching her hips with attitude.
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>She leaves screaming at herself.
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>”That is just so cheating!” she shouted as she stomped her way down the road.
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>Trifflin’ Trixie.
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>Day where it all was supposed to end but didn’t in Equestria.
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>Five weeks.
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>Five FUCKING weeks and Trixie is still at it, by now you would have already gotten rid of any mare.
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>She is relentless with pursuit.
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>Her magic has improved dramatically.
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>You regret pissing off Twilight and Zecora won’t talk to you because you give off bad ‘Ju Ju’.
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>You would time travel to prevent all of this from happening, but that takes too much energy and it would cause all kinds of paradoxes.
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>However, today, after all your frustrations, you’ve got just the thing that’ll make her give up.
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>It doesn’t require magic at all thankfully.
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>Just a gift.
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>You’ve learned that best thing to do to get these mares off of you is to piss them off or somehow get them sent to jail.
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>You got a letter from Cheerilee just yesterday.
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>She claims she’ll be getting out soon thanks to her lawyer being able to prove the salt was planted.
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>She also told you to sleep with one eye open and watch your back.
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>A part of you loves the fact that a school teacher wants to punish you, but sadly she’s a pony.
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>But back to what you’re doing right now.
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>You wake up with your ‘Cuddles Trixie’ pulled close to you.
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>She rustles closer to you.
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>”Cuddles are nice huh?”
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>You nod in approval then slide out of bed.
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>”Nooo come baaack! Cuddle Trixie!”
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>That’s the only thing you find strange about the stuffed life-sized Trixie, all she ever talks about is cuddles.
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>Something tells you it's merely a materialized servitor who's only sole purpose is to cuddle. One-task mind and all.
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>You appear into your bathroom, giving the shower a glance; it starts on its own.
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>You will your clothes out of existence into your pocket plane in the Astral.
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>It’s something you had to start doing when Fluttershy kept stealing your clothes.
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>On the other side of the door, you hear ‘Cuddles Trixie’ knock as hard as she can but sounds like soft thumps.
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>She’s also sobbing her poor little eyes out.
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>”Give Trixie cuddles!” she shouted.
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>You should be scared, but you only aww from the thought.
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>You do your triple S without a hitch.
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>Materialize in your kitchen and make yourself a bowl of Sweetie Belle’s.
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>You walk over to your kitchen table and enjoy your breakfast.
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>Knock knock knock-POOF!
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>Trixie teleports into your house onto the chair across from you in her get-up.
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>”Good morning, Anonymous.”
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“At least you had the decency to knock. So what’s your attempt today?”
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>She laughs to herself, placing a hoof on her chest with pride.
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>”Attempt? Anonymous, please. Today will be no attempt, Trixie never attempts.”
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“So last few weeks were full of-“
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>”Training and fun, but now Trixie thinks it’s time she stops beating around the bush.”
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“Go on.”
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>This should be good.
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>She sighs and lets her head hang in defeat.
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>”Trixie really… /I/ really like you, Anon. I was wondering if you wanted to maybe see a movie some time? Maybe go bowling?”
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>You glare at her in curiosity, studying her face for any signs of deception.
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>It’s funny; you’ve put up with all kinds of shenanigans with these mares here in Equestria, not once have any of them actually asked you out.
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>Despite letting her sexual urges control her, you still would like for you and her to be friends at least.
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>She in fact reminds you of one of your loved ones back on Earth.
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>Her name was Naomi and just like Trixie, she’s very full of herself but you can’t help but love her anyway, because she looks adorable in her witch hat.
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>You take a deep breath, closing your eyes.
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“Alright. Fine.”
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>You open them and find Trixie smiling ear to ear.
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“Just no funny business okay?”
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>”Fair enough, Trixie will pick you up at eight this evening.”
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>You put your hand up as a response.
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“Whoa, hold on there, you picking me up? Isn’t that a little backward?”
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>”Anonymous, it’s quite alright, us mares are used to it anyway, the population here outnumbers stallions ten to one. Usually, we are the ones providing as it’s called ‘Chivalry’.”
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"Equestria is so weird…”
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>”Before Trixie leaves, she’d like to know if… we could have a little magic versus magic match?”
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>You give her a warm smile.
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>Seven centuries old and you still don’t have a defense for adorable ponies.
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>Heck, you’re feeling a little generous today.
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“I hope your brought you’re ‘A’ game, Trixie.”
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>”’A’ game? That’s far too mediocre for Trixie, she brought her ‘S’ game.”
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“Oh damn.”
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>Thirty minutes later…
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>How in the fuck did this happen?
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>One magic blast later and Trixie is standing on your chest in pride while in your house’s backyard.
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>But you’re not out of the fight yet, you still have plenty of tricks up your sleeves.
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>”At last! I have defeated Handsome and Sly Anonymous! Any last words human before your demise?”
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“Actually, just one question.”
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>”Very well, what do you wish to inquire about The Great and Powerful Trixie?”
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“Did you know…”
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>You let your words hang while you reached for her left ear under her hat.
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>”What are you doing?”
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“…That there’s a spot juuust behind a mare’s ear, either one, that when scratched all the mare can do is…”
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>You start scratching her ear; her legs go limp, causing her to fall on top of you.
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>Her hind legs are at the sides of your hips, quivering from the delight.
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>”Ooooh goodness.~”
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“… Melt?”
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>Her cheeks turn flush, eyes closed as she surrendered to your touch.
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>”Uuunf, th-that’s. Oh goodness, that’s so cheating.”
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“Why don’t you just give up now and admit defeat? Give in.”
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>”N-never, Trixie doesn’t know the meaning of defeat.”
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“Huh, could’ve fooled me.”
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>”WHAT DID YOU-“
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>You scratch a little more aggressively to calm her down.
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>The muscles in her legs are relaxed, you notice her breathing slowed, but deliberate.
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>Her face has not even an ounce of protest.
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>”Release Trixie from this irresistible hold,” her words were timid.
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“Sure, juuuust as soon as you admit defeat and submit.”
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>”Trixie doesn’t submit!”
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>You reach for the other ear with your free hand and give it a scratching.
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>She lets out a moan, her chin on your chest and a pleased grin on her face.
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“Ya sure about that?”
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>She hums a tune, causing arousal within you, her hips making a grinding motion against your crotch area.
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>”Trixie’s—I am sure!”
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“Still have a little bit of fight left in your huh? Alright. Let’s fix that.”
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>You bring your left hand from the ear it was scratching then stretch out its index finger.
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>Closing your eyes, you focus your mind on a thought-altering, idea-removing spell.
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>A word comes into your view of what you want to remove; a chilling tingle comes to the tip of your left index finger.
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>Opening your eyes, you place your finger onto her horn.
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>You see a clear black aura surrounding it then spread around her body in a flash.
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>”AAAH~!”
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>Trixie’s eyes open in shock, you see the faint black flooding the white of her eyes and fade away.
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>She wraps her forelegs around your neck desperately.
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>She starts to nuzzle into your neck, mindful not to poke you with her horn.
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>”Trixie’s sorry, you win, you always win. Please forgive Trixie.”
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“What’s that? You’re submitting?”
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>”Yes. Trixie will always submit to you. Punish Trixie for her transgressions.”
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>A smirk comes across your face.
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>You hear the back screen door fling open, hitting the outside wall brutally.
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>”WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!” Another Trixie asked coming out into the backyard.
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>The Trixie on top of you fades away into thin air.
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>Ugh, damn it yet another doppelganger?!
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>It felt like there was a soul attached to it.
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>Holy shit she's learned to attach remnants of a soul already?
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>You turn over to face the real Trixie.
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>”How did you do that?! She just gave in completely!”
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“Oh just a little spell that was inspired by an old card game.”
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>She stops just short of you and helps you up.
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>”What’s the name of it? Will you teach me it?”
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“I call it ‘Perish the Thought’, it removes an idea in the mind. For your doppelganger, I removed defiance.”
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>She looks at you like you’re her hero.
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>”You /must/ teach Trixie how to do that.”
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“Only if you tell me how you manage to attach a soul-like feeling to a doppelganger for an entire battle.”
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>She nods in agreement, a hopeful smile on her face.
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>”Shall we discuss this over some tea? I’d really like to learn about Perish the Thought.”
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>To you, it’s like déjà vu all over again.
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>Naomi’s words coming out of her mouth.
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“Yes, we shall, Trixie, we shall.”
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>You get the feeling a new friendship is developing here…
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