So, what now?

Do you go right here, in the open? Maybe you should go to those woods and do your business there?

How would that even work as a pony? It’s not like you can hold onto a male appendage to go.

You seriously don’t know which is worse. The fact you’re experiencing that you need to pee as a pony or as a girl.

Maybe there is a toilet of some sorts inside your mobile home? Do ponies even have toilets?

There is nothing else to do but to find out. Parking your cart slightly off the road, you hop on down and move to the back where the door is located.

But that brings up yet another problem. It has a lock.

“Are you kidding me?”

You can’t help but speak out loud again. Trixie really shafted you. Do you even have a key? Is this some sort of magical lock?

Taking a closer look does show you it’s a typical lock, so there must be a key somewhere. It better not be back at that sheriff’s department.

That little debate you had just now meant you missed the sun setting and the moon rising but once you notice it, you can’t help but stare. You can actually see stars and constellations forming right before your very eyes. You got to admit that it looks really cool and you’re once again reminded that another horse sized being is the responsible party for all this.

Shaking yourself from the scene you go right back at the issue at hand, or should that be hoof? There wasn’t a key in that bag back in Canterlot so it must be here somewhere. You briefly wonder if ponies, like humans keep keys in their clothes but all you have on is a hat and cape. Maybe there is a hidden section in that hat where she keeps her key?

Taking the hat off and holding it in your hooves is going rather smoothly. You must be getting used to this body somewhat. Looking inside gives you no hope though as there isn’t a hidden compartment that you can see. You sigh, this isn’t going well.

You might as well go by touch. Maybe it’s just not visible to the naked eye?

Putting a hoof slightly inside the hat to touch around is proving fruitless. Maybe it’s at the bottom of the hat?

Going slightly deeper puts you in for quite a surprise. Your hoof actually goes through to what looks like a rift of some sorts inside the hat, almost as if something disturbed water.

Once again you can’t believe what you are seeing but it’s happening all the same. You do feel something inside this rift like place. It’s too big to be a key, but it might be helpful all the same.

Trying to grab something by using one hoof is proving to be hard but after a few tries you can somewhat hold onto whatever this is. Pulling your hoof back with the item is rather spectacular to see all on its own cause you definitely know you’re not actually inside the hat’s bottom. A fact you know for sure because this thing is too big for that to be possible. The item in question however proves to be rather useless to you as it’s just a bouquet of flowers. Curses! Must be some prop for Trixie’s magic show.

Still, if something like a bouquet of flowers can fit inside that hat, maybe there is more?

The next few minutes prove to be highly entertaining as you grab and pull various items from the hat. Santa’s bag got nothing on this! So far you pulled out an empty jar, a hairbrush, a set of cards, a rather thick book that seems to be an encyclopedia of some sorts, a framed picture of Trixie herself, some tiny flags and a map of Equestria. Most of these things must be used for her show or traveling.

No key though. Oh well, nothing to do but keep trying. The next item you grab hold of feels large again so that’s no key either. Still, this has been highly entertaining and it’s quite a thrill to see what item will appear this time. With a quick yank it appears and …

Oh.

Oh no.

You did not expect this!

“…”

Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross!

You are currently, in your hoof, holding a very large purple horse shaped dildo. Oh god, why? What did you do to deserve this? Does that mean Trixie just walks around while inside her hat there is a tool she uses to pleasure herself?

Your mind is racing a minute with all kinds of possibilities but they all come crashing down when you realize you’re still holding it! Letting out another gross, you drop the foul item to the floor.

Taking a moment to collect yourself you actually wonder if you should just sleep and go to the bathroom right here but your stomach reminds you once again that you’re hungry.

With a sigh you go back in to try again but it seems whatever deity is watching over you has decided you had enough misery for one day. You can almost cry from happiness when you pull out a key. This better be the right one or this would be one very sick joke.

Putting the key in and trying to turn it with a hoof is proving to be quite a challenge but the sound of a door unlocking was worth all of this mess.

Nothing could prepare you for this though. You almost found that line silly in doctor who but this thing really is bigger from the inside. It’s at least ten times as big as the actual trailer and you can still see two more doors. You actually blink a few times to make sure you’re actually seeing this right and aren’t just delirious from hunger.

But it is all there. You’re actually jealous. Not only does this look bigger then your shitty place back home but everything looks luxurious. It has a living quarters and a kitchen all in one but everything looks brand new. Is this why Trixie gambled? Was she always this well-off?

Ugh, no point in wondering. You need to take care of stuff.

Taking a moment to collect all the stuff you pulled out before and putting them back inside the hat, excluding that purple…ugh, that thing can stay out! You finally step inside and close the door. Wasting no time you dash to the kitchen to find a bowl of fruit filled with apples and oranges. Eh, it’s not the best thing you hoped for but you’re starving. Taking a bite from the apple provides you with another shock though. Oh my god, this apple is the best apple ever! Either Equestrian apples are a hundred times tastier then Earth ones or your body’s taste buds just let you think that. Either way, this is good!

In no time you’ve eaten five apples till there is nothing left but a tiny core. From the corner of your eye you see a trashcan of some sorts and you’re glad when you notice it has a step to open the lit. Taking the cores and trying to open the trashcan is once again a challenge but you manage to make it work without dropping anything. You’re in for yet another surprise when you drop the cores in the trash though. They actually disappear before your very eyes with a pink glow and accompanied by a very familiar sound. You wonder if this is another rift like dimension like your hat. Maybe it teleports stuff to a waste field? You hope it doesn’t teleport to some poor pony’s property. It is Trixie after all.

Turning around you’re glad to see a sink. You’re parched. If that means drinking water from a sink then you’re fine with that. Opening the tap you latch onto the flowing cold water and once again you’re somewhat surprised this tastes good. Sink water back on Earth was rather gross. Only good to wash dishes with, but this really is good. In no time you’ve drank till you’re satisfied.

Turning off the tap you briefly wonder about those cores again, but you quickly realize you just don’t care right now. You still got two more things to take care of. You see nether a bed or a toilet so you hope the other two doors lead to both.

You decide to try the left door first. Opening it reveals a bathroom which you’re honestly glad for. You really don’t want to go into the open. Who knows what’s inside those woods.

This bath is huge though, almost like a Jacuzzi. Heck, you could be lying down in there as a human and still have room for two more people. Goddamn, Trixie must be rich. Why the hell was she in debt with a gambling den then?

Oh well, worry about that later. You need to go, badly. You do find a toilet in the form of a squatting version. Not what you had hoped, but you suppose with these bodies it’s allot easier than the traditional ones that you are used to.

You hate this though. You’re used to standing. Not hovering over a toilet to go about your business.

You remind yourself to lift your tail and go about your business. It’s still freaky as hell to you, so you reminisce about past events such as your childhood, middle and high school, first job, ex-girlfriend.

It’s sad to admit but none of those things meant much to you in the long run. You hated school, you hated that job and your ex and you broke up on rather bad terms. Still, it managed to distract you enough that you managed to finish without thinking about it too much.

You briefly wonder if there is a button to flush but just like the trashcan it seems to work on its own. You give up. It’s magic, you don’t have to explain shit nor do you care at this point.

Leaving the bathroom you find yourself in the living quarters again. It’s time for the last door.

You expected it would be, but once you open this one you find yourself in a decent sized bedroom. Seriously, this entire trailer houses a small mansion it seems, and you know it still has a stage in here somewhere.

There is a big standing mirror to your right and for the first time since this whole mess started, you can take a good long look at yourself. Your tail is slightly ruffled and removing the hat and cape shows the same deal for your mane. Spending a week in a cell must be the reason why.

But you got to admit you look…cute. Your human body wasn’t the best looking. Average in any way but having this pony body you can’t help but to find yourself cute. You hate this. You shouldn’t be thinking that! But it’s true all the same.

Hmm, wait! Maybe this is a magic mirror of some sorts? You try to put a hoof in the mirror hoping to find it ripple like a portal but all you do is slap your hoof against glass. Ouch.

With a sigh that it’s just an ordinary mirror, you remove the hat and cape you were still wearing and drop it on a small table next to it.

Taking a look around you find a big wardrobe, a few smaller cabinets and a king sized bed. It’s all high class stuff though. Once again, you wonder how Trixie got all this. Was she this rich? Did she steal all this? Conjure it up? Ugh, you need sleep! The details are off little concern to you right now.

You get on the bed and, oh wow. This feels amazing. Maybe it’s because you’re tired, but the feel of your fur on the silken sheets feel so good. This is so comfortable that you actually get jealous of this bed compared to your old crappy thing. Getting under the sheets is quite relaxing on its own. You should save up for one of these back home! You close your eyes to try to sleep.

***

It has been ten minutes, but you still can’t fall asleep. You’re tired, but your mind can’t let go. Constant worries go through your mind. Not just for your sake, but for your body’s. What is Trixie doing with yours right now? If she’s half as bad as she is as a pony, you might be in jail by the time you go back to your world. What if your place is gone? You were due to pay rent soon.

Ugh, this isn’t helping you sleep. Maybe you should look around a bit?

Getting up, you walk to the wardrobe. Ponies wear little clothes to your knowledge, but this might be interesting anyways. If not, maybe it will tire you out even more; so you just pass out.

Opening the wardrobe you find a few capes and hats. Not the same ones as her trademark set. They look old, must be from older times and considering there is a tiny set the size of a filly proves that point. You do see the black hoodie from Magic duel though. To the right, you see two dresses. One looks average but the other looks really fancy. Must be used for really special occasions you assume as both look brand new. Either that or she just never used them to begin with.

Closing the wardrobe you move to the first cabinet and open the top shelf. Papers, quills and an ink jar are all that’s inside. Nothing interesting to you, so you close that one and open the middle shelf. This one has various posters promoting Trixie’s magic show. Closing that shelf and opening the bottom you find … a sock drawer?

So ponies do wear socks? They look rather cute. A few sets of striped in blue and grey matching her colors. Still, you can’t help but feel this is naughty, like pony lingerie. Goddamn clop images ruining innocent stuff! Well, your fault for watching that stuff to begin with.

Closing the sock drawer, you move to the other cabinet on the other side of the bed. Opening that top shelf got more interesting as you find a weird orange crystal and a think book. It looks like a diary. Maybe there are tips here to undo this mess!

Opening the diary crushes your hopes though. It’s empty, not a page has been written in. There goes that idea. You grab the crystal and take a longer look at it. It’s shaped like an exclamation mark minus the dot. You have no idea what it is used for, but it doesn’t seem to do a thing when you hold it. You had briefly hoped it would be a communication device of some sorts, but maybe it’s just some magical crap like everything else around here.

Another sigh escapes your mouth, this has been rather pointless. Placing the items back in the shelf you close it and open the middle one only to find it empty, great.

You almost don’t bother but you’ve come this far. You might as well check the final shelf. Inside you find another book of some sorts.

Nothing could prepare you for this though. It’s a photo album, so far so good. Until you notice the images. They’re all about Twilight Sparkle. Once again, not that weird, if it wouldn’t be for how she is on these photos. Various candid shots off Twilight showering and doing mundane tasks where she accidently showed off her naughty bits are inside this album. Holy fuck, Trixie is a stalker and a pervert!

You gulp, goddamn. This stuff is golden. Any clopper would pay a very hefty price for these images and probably think it was a really well drawn set or photoshop. If only they knew! Turning the page is even better. You hit the jackpot. You have no idea how Trixie did it, but she somehow managed to take images of Twilight masturbating. Man, if you still had your penis you’d be all over this by now.

A sudden feel does make you halt though. You can feel your tail lifting. It does that on its own? That’s freaky! But you soon realize it did that for a reason. You’re aroused….as a pony…and as a girl.

Nuhu, no, not happening, nope, no way, Jose, never in a million years.

… You can’t help it, this is maddening. You can feel wetness down there. This feels too damn weird!

Just ignore it! Girls aren’t as perverted as guys, right? …You can’t help but glance at the images again. That’s Twilight’s bedroom alright. But she’s definitely getting off, rubbing a hoof on her…
How? How the hell did Trixie get this? This looks close to her. As if it was shot right behind the bed. Did she use some sort of magical stealth camera?

You did it involuntary, but you used your muscles down there while admiring the pictures. D…Did you just wink?

You got to admit that felt rather good. Maybe…you should just have a touch? Any guy would get curious right? This is normal…you’re just sating your curiosity.

Spreading your hind legs a bit more you take a closer look. You’re wet alright. Ever so slowly you drag a fore hoof downwards. Over your belly, then stomach and then…oh? Oh, that’s new. Above your privates you can feel two tiny teats.

They feel weird, and you almost get freaked out enough to stop this. But your curiosity wins over weird. Gulping, you inhale a sharp breath as you drag your hoof over your marehood… Ooooohhhh myyyyyyyyyyy goooooood. It was just a tiny touch but it spreads over your entire body. Is this how every girl feels when they masturbate? Goddamn, your penis is nothing to this sensitivity.

M…maybe you should have one more touch. Yes, got to make sure to remember this to sate your curiosity.

You bring your hoof back and start to touch a bit more. You’re clumsy, but that’s to be expected. You’re used to holding something with a hand. Not rubbing a hoof over girly parts.

Still, t…this feels…ummm. Good, so good! You slightly bite your lower lip as you find new ways to get in touch with your new body. Your hoof is getting wet with your own juices, and you’re spreading those all over the fur surrounding your nether regions but you don’t care. You love this!

You feast your eyes on the pictures of Twilight. You actually learn new ways to touch yourself by copying the things she does on those photos, going up and down a few times before starting to go in a circular way.

You should feel aghast at what you’re doing but all you feel is pure pleasure as your little mare brain can only think about getting off. Your winking has returned in involuntary spams. You don’t care how wrong this should be. It makes the act of rubbing yourself so much better and frankly, you’re totally lost in the moment anyways.

You let out a big moan when you rub over a nub. You start to rub even faster when you realize you found your little clitoris. Screw a penis, your new anatomy feels SO much better.

You shut your eyes as you feel yourself getting close. You’re glad you’re alone in your trailer. You could wake the entire of Canterlot with how much you’re moaning right now.

You’re lost in blind ecstasy as you can feel yourself peaking. You can’t help but rethink of those images of Twilight though. Images that quickly become a fantasy of sorts when you imagine Twilight is the one getting you off. Her hovering over your pony body as she trails her hoof over your nether regions while you’re kissing each other.

And that was the final straw. Your entire body is spasming and shaking as it goes bright white behind your closed eyes. You let out a final moan that might as well have been a shriek as you experience the most incredible orgasm in your life.

You drop back on the bed as you’re gasping for air. That felt so good. You’re in a deep afterglow from your climax as you feel yourself falling asleep.

Maybe it isn’t that bad being a girl?

Your eyes fling open when you realize what you just thought. What you just did! You haven’t even been a pony for a day, and you already thought it was nice? What’s wrong with you! You couldn’t even last a day without getting yourself off as one!

This time, you do feel like crying, and while you hold it back, a single tear does escape your eyelid and rolls down your cheek. This is all messed up!

Sleep does finally claim you after an exhausting day. Not the least because of that orgasm that drained the reserves from you.

Unbeknown to you, the shelf that holds the diary and crystal is slightly glowing.

Author's Note

What did you do now!

Next chapter, we finally arive in Ponyville.

As a side note, not too happy with that clop scene. Felt it could be a lot better, but there is only so much you can do when there isn't a partner present.