Author's Note

Contains: Human on Pony Relations, Blowjobs, Public Lewdness, Determined Little Horses

Only Ten Bits A "Pop"

Be Anon.

It was a Sunny afternoon. A little warm, but it was summer, and Sun Horse wasn't responding to any of your letters asking her to calm it the fuck down, so not too much could be done about that. Still, it would be cooler once the sun was down, and from the looks of it the thing was just about to set.

There weren't too many ponies out and about. Ponyville as a whole usually went to bed just after sunset
The whole lot of them were the early to bed early to rise sort. The nerds.

Thankfully, you weren't a nerd, and didn't have a preset bedtime. This was usually the time you were able to walk around and get any work done that would give Applejack a conniption. Building, cutting, yardwork, taxes; mare's work, as she called it. Nevermind she had sat down with the rest of the town while Twilight and Mayor Mare had their little slide show about "Hyoomans". From what you had been told, while you were the first human to move into Ponyville, the princess and the mayor were trying to make sure you weren't the last.

It was really nice here. The ponies were pretty friendly; so friendly that almost everyone knew your name by the end of the week or had introduced themselves to you. The air was clean, and there were no fucking homeless. Hopefully they kept the taxes high so no dirtbags could move in.

Humming a tune to yourself, you turned the corner, making your way down the main road of the town. You didn't have to go to work tomorrow—there was a thunderstorm scheduled so you couldn't dig up and holes for the telephone and power lines—so you figured you could take an especially long walk. Just like you, the local princess wasn't some nerd with a bedtime. If she wasn't busy off on some adventure or in the midst of princess-y duties you might just drop in and say hello. Never a bad idea to smooze up to royalty.

The Crystal Castle looked over all other buildings in the town. Even if you didn't know where you were going you'd have been able to get to it no problem. You made your way through the market, turned the corner, and there it was. You could even see the twinkle of candlelight coming through one of the windows. Looked like the princess was there and awake, or at least that weird student of hers was.

That mare was a bit... different. She had a thing for communism. She liked to talk about it a lot: even had that Marx fella's book. The mare also got pretty upset when you told her that the whole system was a pyramid scheme for dorks. Called you a butt and everything.

Still, she wasn't bad company pre se. She did have that kite hobby of hers from what Twilight said, which is the most adorable thing you've ever heard in your entire life.

A little purple-ish pink-ish horse flying a kite. What a world.

As you made your way down the street, you passed by a pair of mares, who tilted their parasols at you.
You awkwardly curtsied, which had them giggling. Hurrying away from that shit, you turned the corner.

There was the Princess's castle. Underneath that, as usual, was a small, well-maintained wagon. Sitting in front of this wagon, her cape missing and her hat sitting next to her, was another very strange horse. Trixie: aka the pony that tried to get you to buy her fireworks on the first day you came here.

You did. You bought all of those suckers and fired them all off that very night like the madman you were. Almost blew your hand off with a horse m-80 and had a dozen complaints nailed onto your door the next morning. Shit was cash.

The little unicorn was sitting on a stool, looking bored out of her mind. The moment she saw you she did perk up however.

"Anonymous? Anon! Hey, come here!" she called, waving you over with both hooves.

Of course you walked over. She probably had a boatload of fireworks she needed to sell, and you needed a load of firecrackers for... reasons…

As you got closer though, you didn't notice any fireworks. There was a small sign that was propped up by an old bucket. Getting a bit closer, you saw that it read "Backstage Show: Ten Bits".

You cocked your head to the side. Backstage show? You didn't know Trixie had any shows today.

The Mayor usually made her have them outside of town anyways, since the mare had a habit of lighting things on fire during her shows. Especially carts; and the occasional wagon, though you were pretty sure that was on purpose.

"Good Evening, Anonymous. Nice to see you up and about," Trixie said, running a hoof through her mane.

"Heya Trixie. Nice to see you, um, sitting." You gestured toward the sign. "Say, what's this backstage show stuff about?"

Trixie's shoulders sagged. "It's... complicated," she said.

Oh! Mystery!

"You wanna talk about it?" You asked.

"Trixie can't," the mare said, looking down at the ground. "It's degrading, unequine, against everything that is good and wholesome. If anypony were to know such a state that I, the Grrrrreat and Powerful Trixie was in at this very moment I wouldn't be able to show my face in public again! I'd have to leave Equestria! No! Equus! I'd have to disappear into your hyoo-man lands, a nameless, disgraced mare!"

"Oh... Okay then. I can respect that. You don’t wanna talk about it you don’t gotta. I hope whatever it is you can—"

"Oh, if you insist I'd tell you," Trixie said, swooning on her stool. "It seems that not even one as Great and Powerful as myself can keep a secret from a noisy stallion."

Rude. Also sexist.

"My shame, my secret, is that I've been reduced to selling myself like some pleasure stallion on the streets."

It takes a few moments to register just what she had said.

"You're selling yourself?" you asked, both confused and concerned. "Why?"

"Twilight Sparkle has begun charging Trixie rent to park in this lot," Trixie said, gesturing toward her wagon. "That high and mighty alicorn also won't allow Trixie to sell her fireworks."

The mare crossed her arms. Legs. Whatever ponies crossed.

"Until the season changes and it cools down, Trixie can't go out and perform to earn any bits. Money would usually be tight now but with this rent it's going to be impossible. I'll be kicked out of this lot and have to set up in the Everfree forest!"

"Well, have you considered getting a part-time job or something?"

"There's nothing that pays well enough to make the rent."

"What about a loan? I'm sure the bank would be able to give you enough money to tide you over?"

"Trixie has no credit, Anonymous. She purchases everything out of pocket. Any bank I go to would turn me down."

"If you need a place to stay you could come to my place I guess. I'd just charge you for food."

"And leave my wagon all alone in the Everfree? It'd be destroyed in an hour by some wild beast, and if that happens I'm ruined!"

"Yeah... but pimping yourself out? Isn't this a little too much?"

"If you have a better idea Trixie would LOVE to hear it!" the unicorn snapped, sniffling. "And it's that darned SPARKLE forcing me into this. That Purple buffoon..."

She sniffled again, wiping her nose with her hoof.

You couldn't help but feel bad for the small horse woman. Twilight didn't seem the sort to threaten to kick a pony off her property. She was the Princess of Friendship, not some shitty landlord. Then again, she did have a school to run. Maybe she needed the rent money for books and desk, or whatever else they need in schools?

It also could have been that Trixie here was a bad tenant, and the alicorn just wanted an excuse to get rid of her. You could completely understand that; back home you had some friends that were landlords. You’ve heard the horror stories.

Still, Trixie seemed like a pretty good horse to you. It seemed like threatening to kick her out was a bit of overkill.

"When do you need the money?" you asked.

"By the end of next week," Trixie replied, sniffling again.

"How much do you need?"

"Too much."

"Okay. How's the... business going?"

Trixie's ears flattened against her skull. "Not well. Not very well at all. Obviously," she said, gesturing toward her hat. "Apparently, whoring oneself is much harder for a mare than it is for a stallion."

Yikes...

Frowning, you looked around, trying to wrack your brain and figure out how to help the little horse. Alas, you laid power line for a living, not solved life-harming problems. Nothing useful came to mind, and the one of two "ideas" you had would have been a hell of a lot more illegal than prostitution.

Your gaze settled on Trixie's hat. You then looked down at the small bag of bits tied to your belt. You hadn't brought all that much with you on your walk; eleven or twelve bits at most if you remember right.

You untied the bit bag as Trixie sniffled yet again, opening it up to look into its contents. "Here. I know it's not a lot, but every little bit helps right?" you said unending the bag.

Trixie looked up just as your bits fell into her hat, her eyes widening. "Anonymous..."

"I think you should talk to someone about the whole rent thing. Maybe with Twilight, maybe someone else that can help. Hell, talk to someone smarter than me," you said, shrugging. "Maybe you can get something worked out. If not, like I said, you can stay at my place. We can figure out what to do with your wagon."

With that good deed done, you prepared to walk off into the distance like a cool guy, knowing that you had just done a good thing that you should be happy about. You made it two steps before you heard the twinkle of magic and an invisible force spun you right back around.

"And where in Equestria do you think you're going?" Trixie demanded, eyes narrowed.

You blinked, thrown off by the mare's aggressiveness. "...I was leaving?"

Trixie leaned forward in her stool with a low, threatening growl. "Trixie has sunk low, but she will NOT sink so low as to just take a stallion's money."

"You're not taking anything. I'm giving it to you," you replied. "No big deal. Really."

"It IS a big deal. Trixie is no charity case!"

"Don't you get your money based on people's charity during your shows?"

"That is different," Trixie said with a huff. "Trixie entertains those ponies. She makes their lives better that we were before and in return they give her bits." The mare puffed her chest out. "Taking bits without giving anything in return goes against everything that Trixie stands for. So, she'll have compensate you."

She looked down at your groin. You tried to take a step back, but Trixie's horn glowed, and you were forced to take a step toward her.

"Come on, Trixie. You don't have to do THAT. I don't really WANT you to do that. That money was just to help you out. You can pay me back when you get the money."

"That might not be for months, Anonymous. If I can't give you something in return for these bits immediately it'll eat at Trixie and possibly drive her insane. You don't want that now, do you?"

"Well no, but—"

"Very well then. It's agreed," the unicorn said, a small, almost playful smile coming to her face. "Trixie sees that you placed more than ten bits into her hat. She'll just have to go above and beyond to earn those few extra bits then."

Even as she said all of this, Trixie's face was bright red, though that didn't stop her from bringing you close.

"Is there any technique that you might prefer, Anon?" she asked.

"I'd honestly prefer if you took me to dinner first, you crazy horse," you said, looking around. "Or at the very least not doing this out in the streeeeeeee—"

Leaning forward, Trixie rubbed the tip of her nose against your groin.You jumped at the sensation, trying to take a step back, only for the unicorn's magic to hold you in place. Trixie let out a murmur, rubbing you a little more firmly. You could hear her taking a deep breath, shivering a few moments later.

"Goodness... I had heard you humans had a pungent odor, but I never imagined it would be this strong," she muttered, rubbing her muzzle up and down your length. "It's as if you were in heat..."

You tried to fight it, but you weren't made of stone. The nuzzling, the hot, moist breath that you could feel seeping through your clothing with each breath Trixie took, the fact that a cute little horse was determined to molest you out in public like this. You began to get hard.

Trixie let out a noise of excitement when she felt you twitching against her muzzle. She leaned so far forward that her rump was almost out of her stool, rubbing herself against you with more force. The mare began mouthing your cock, teasing you through your pants. When you were hard enough to pitch a proper tent, she even began licking your tip with her long, thick tongue.

You tried keeping as quiet as you could, even as her saliva soaked your pants and your dick was throbbing, squirming where you stood.

It felt good. Really, really good. So good, in fact, that if she didn't stop soon you might have made even more of a mess of your poor pants. Thankfully, Trixie leaned back.

The mare's face was now bright red. She was panting, her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her eyes slightly hazy. You watched as she swallowed, licking the spit from her lips.

"You... You are ready," she said, not taking her eyes off your groin. "Now it's time for Trixie to show you some real magic."

The tip of her horn lit up, her magic pulling both your pants and underwear down. Your head snapped from side to side. There was still enough light outside for any pony walking around to clearly see just what you two were doing, and while you weren't too sure about Equestria's public indecency laws you had a feeling that at the very least you'd get a very stern talking to from someone.

Your dick, free from its confines sprang up before flopping down onto Trixie's muzzle. The unicorn twitched with a sharp inhale.

"Wow..." you heard her say, her eyes widening.

Trixie was so enraptured that her grip on your legs disappeared. If you wanted, you could have made your escape if you were fast enough. No matter how hard you tried, you legs just wouldn’t move.

Your cock throbbed, bouncing against her nose, coating it with precum.Trixie smiled, her tongue slipping out of her mouth to lick it clean. Her horn glowed, and your hands were guided to the top of her head.

"Now, for my first trick I'll make your cock... disappear."

She leaned forward, her mouth opening. Her lips wrapped around your cockhead, her tongue began to lazily swirl around your length. You couldn't quite stop yourself from making a noise, a squeak escaping you. Your fingers dug into the mares scalp as she began humming. Every muscle in your lower body tensed as a pleasure raced up your spine, and it was all you could do not to thrust forward as hard as you could.

Trixie paused, pulling back until just your tip was in her mouth. You saw her nostrils flare, saliva pooling out from around her mouth to drip onto the dirt street. She gave you another wink before forcing herself forward, going deeper this time before pulling back again and taking another breath. With each bob of her head more and more of your cock disappeared into her mouth before, just as she had taken half of you, your tip met some resistance.

Trixie's eyes widened, body twitching as she paused. Her tongue work stopped for a moment as the mare's eyes narrowed. Cock still in her mouth, she took a deep breath, angling her head upward slightly. You felt her swallow as she forced herself forward.

A groan escaped you as your tip was enveloped in tightness and an almost overwhelming heat. Your hips jerked, forcing another inch of your maleness down the mare's throat. Trixie's eyes went huge, the unicorn's whole body tense for a moment before it became relaxed. She reached up with shaky hooves, wrapping them around your legs, forcing more of your cock down her throat.

You grip on her mane loosened, your belly heaving. "Fuuuuuuuck," you swore, shutting your eyes tight.

Trixie groaned around your cock, forcing herself forward. You tried pushing her head back to stop her but she wasn't taking no for an answer. She went deeper and deeper, until there was a noticeable bulge in her throat and there were tears in her eyes until, at least, you felt her muzzle press against your pelvis. Her body spasmed, eyes rolling in her skull.

The mare gargled around your cock, hooves tightening around your legs. She held this position for ten, fifteen, twenty seconds before you felt her gagging around you.

You grabbed her by her ears, and this time she didn't stop you from pushing her back until your tip slipped out of her mouth with a wet plop. Trixie let out a cough, looking at you with an annoyed expression, which was ruined somewhat by the tears streaming down her spit and pre-cum covered cheeks and chin.

"What" She coughed again, licking her lips. "What in Equestria do you think you're doing?"

Before you could answer, she forced your hands back onto the top of her head with a spell.

"Trixie said that she was going to go above and beyond. I'm not going to have you make me a liar, hyoo-man."

"Trix—Fuck!"

She darted forward, taking you back into her mouth, sucking on your tip hard enough to steal your breath away. Her magic pinned you in place once again as she began bobbing and twisting her head like a mad mare.

The bobs were smooth, deep. She never took you to the hilt as she had, but she didn't need to. The unicorn seemed to know every spot to hit. Whenever she saw your expression change or saw you trying to stifle a groan, she'd change technique. The bobs became short and slow, focused on the first third of your cock while one of her hooves played with your balls. When she thought you were getting too used to the treatment, she'd lurch forward, forcing your tip into her throat for a few moments before pulling back.

You could feel that familiar ticklish sensation starting to build up. Your hips started to move on their own, forcing more of your length into Trixie's mouth. She sucked all the harder, even as your tip started hitting the back of her throat.You tilted her head upward so that you could slip back into that overwhelming tightness, and soon you found yourself fucking the unicorn's face proper.

Trixie gave you no resistance as you began hilting her face, her tongue just slipped out of her mouth to lap at your balls or tickle the underside of your cock. Her face was completely soaked and spit and cum, her hair was messy, and her eyes were crossed.

The sight along was too much.

That ticklish sensation grew and grew, until it threatened to boil over. Your thrusts became sloppier, more wild, and you were gripping the unicorn's mane so hard that you were surprised you weren't ripping it out by the roots. Panting, your belly heaving, you were able to thrust, then thrust again before you could feel your cock twitching hard.

"Fucking... fucking... fuck! Trixie!"

Trixie's eyes focused at the sound of her name. Her horn sparked to life, pulling your hands from her mane. She pulled back in one smooth motion, grabbing your cock with both hooves and stroking it as fast as she could.

"Come on," she said. "Cum for the Great and Powerful Trixie you fat-dicked colt!"

She opened her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out with an "Awwwww!". You thrust in time with her jerks, back arching as the pleasure hit you like a tidal wave.

Your first rope went high, hitting Trixie's horn and forcing her to close an eye. The mare let out a groan, tilting your dick downward so that let shot fired onto her tongue. You came again and again, more than you had ever in your life, so much that the mare's tongue and the sides of her mouth were completely covered.

Trixie was able to get one last rope out of you, aiming it so that it went up the length of her muzzle, before you were spent. She let you go, and you almost fell to the ground in a heap as a wave of exhaustion hit you. The mare looked up at you, closing her mouth and swallowing.

Her eyes slid shut. "Salty..." she murmured with a hum, purple eyes snapping up to your face. "So, was that satisfactory?"

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Be Starlight.

Be a little peeved as Trixie skipped into your bedroom, head held high. She still had Anon's cum all over her muzzle, and she looked as smug as you've ever seen her, which was something for the magician.

"Trixie told you she could do it, Starlight!" she said as she made her way over to you. "That colt was putty in her hooves!"

You sighed, horn glowing, levitating a bag of bit over to the unicorn.

"Here, fifty bits, just like we bet," you said, not able to keep the irritation out of your voice

This was supposed to be an easy bet. What stallion would pay a mare to blow them? Much less do it in the middle of the bucking street?

But it had happened; heck, you had watched the whole thing via magic, so it wasn't like you could deny it. Sure, it was a little cheap that she made up that whole story about Twilight, but you didn't SPECIFICALLY say that she couldn't when you laid the ground rules. This still felt entirely unfair however, and you were a bit butt-bothered about the whole thing.

Trixie snatched the bits out of your magic, grinning. "Told you I could do it," she sing-songed. "You're lucky the Great and Merciful Trixie didn't make the bet one hundred bits."

"Yeah, yeah, no need to rub it in," you said.

"I'm not rubbing it in, I'm simply implying that you shouldn't think so little of your best friend next time. As if I couldn't talk anypony into my bed with the greatest of ease!"

"It wouldn't have worked with a stallion and you know it!"

Trixie giggled, reaching up to wipe some of the cum on her face away. She examined it for a few seconds before licking her hoof clean.

You frowned. "Sooo... how was it?"

"Much better than watching it, I promise you," Trixie said. "I can see why some mares are so interested in hyoomans."

She looked back over at you, smirking. "Bet you I can get him to put it in my tailhole by the end of the month."

Your eyes narrowed down to slits.

"...I'll take that bet."