Help Me, Twilight Sparkle. You're My Only Hope
Everything in the library was quiet, peaceful even. Only the gentle sound of a flickering fire along with pages being turned could be heard; the perfect environment in which to study. Study was, of course, what the library's owner was best at, and she loved every second of it. No topic was too dumb to research, and no topic was too boring to re-study. That particular night was dedicated to the study of magic, it's origins, inner workings, and everything in between.
Heavy bags had long been under Twilight's eyes, and she rubbed each with a hoof quite frequently. Despite this, the pages kept turning at the will of her magic, each revealing new and exciting information. Some was old news, but with a mind as vast as the purple princess, avoiding old information was nearly impossible, even when reading books recovered from the castle in Everfree Forest.
She sighed lightly as her eyes wandered across the pages. A tiny smile sat in the corners of her lips, and had since she opened the very book. Saving Equestria was exhilarating and great fun, but the princess much preferred the peace and quiet of every day life. Vicious plants, gods of chaos, even Ursa Major's paled in comparison to a good book.
A loud series of knocks suddenly grabbed Twilight's attention, and she looked up and about in confusion. “Surely nobody would...?”
Another set of knocks refuted her thoughts, and with a yawn she went towards her front door. Her movement was slow, and as a result, yet another set of knocks, this time even louder, broke the silence.
“Yeah, yeah, I'm coming!” Twilight groaned. Glancing quickly at the clock in her living room, she grumbled to herself at this late-hour visit.
Opening the door, surprise struck her body. Instead of the expected friend asking for a Daring Do novel or perhaps a spell to fix some issue, there was a blue mare with white hair.
“T-Trixie?” Twilight exclaimed. “What are YOU doing here?”
Chuckling nervously, the “Great and Powerful” Trixie looked casually at every point but Twilight's eyes. “Good evening, Tw-... Princess Twilight.”
Twilight didn't even attempt to respond. Her jaw simply hung low, and her wide eyes didn't blink a single time as they looked upon the mare long gone.
“Trix-, uh, I came here to congratulate you”, Trixie said, still looking anywhere but at Twilight. “On your coronation.”
Shaking her head, Twilight finally replied. “Oh, so you heard, huh? Thank you, but you don't have to call me Princess Twilight, really.”
“Good, good...” Trixie mumbled. “May I... come inside?”
“Sure”, Twilight replied with a weak smile as she stepped aside, letting in her former rival. “Is there anything I can do for you? A book, perhaps? Or are you... looking for a place to stay?”
Trixie sat down at the table in the room and was soon joined by her host. Upon finding a curled up piece of paper, she immediately began fiddling with it, her eyes never once moving from it.
“Actually I...” She grumbled to herself, most of which Twilight didn't understand. “I need your help with a spell.”
On the opposite side of the round table, Twilight chuckled quietly to herself, though she managed to keep it from Trixie's ear.
“I'll do my best”, Twilight said calmly. “Which spell is it?”
A slight blush appeared on Trixie's cheeks. Once more she grumbled to herself, followed by a heavy sigh. Her fiddling with the paper ball got increasingly frantic, until it finally went tumbling to the floor. Left with nothing particular to stare at, she sighed once more and slowly lifted her gaze until she met Twilight's drowsy eyes.
“I need you to...” Trixie bit her lip, and her body twitched slightly. “I want you to replace...”
“What's wrong?” Twilight asked as her expression changed to one of great concern. “Trixie, what's the matter?”
Closing her eyes, Trixie slammed her hooves onto the table. “I want you to remove my stallionhood!”
The air grew silent, and Twilight's eyes grew wide. Looking up and down the supposed mare on front of her, a million thoughts flew through her mind, each the more ridiculous than the previous. But Trixie did not clarify, and Twilight reluctantly opened her mouth.
“Your... But, but that doesn't even... What?”
Accompanied by a heavy sigh, Trixie's horn grew brightly above her head for a brief second, yet nothing seemed to happen. No telekinesis, no magical images appearing in the air, no transformation. Just as Twilight was about to ask, she immediately received her answer.
“I'm not a 'real' mare”, Trixie said, but with a voice far deeper and smoother than her usual self.
A loud crash later, and Twilight found herself staring intently at the ceiling as her chest rose and fell rapidly. Where a million thoughts had once been, there was now the tens of millions. No matter how she twisted and turned the news, no matter which angle she approached from, they all ended with the exact same, logical conclusion.
“You're a stallion?!” Twilight exclaimed from her position on the floor. She quickly got up and stared intently at the melancholic Trixie sitting at the table with closed eyes. “But, but HOW?! You look just like... And you don't even have... HOW?!”
“Despite what you might think”, Trixie began, still with a voice resembling Big Mac. “There's some magic I'm quite good at. Along with the right diet, working out, and a bit of medical aid, you really can do wonders.”
Twilight's eyes ran over Trixie's body like crazy. The hair, the hips, the legs, even the eyes, everything was feminine. There simply was no way this had ever been a stallion big enough to match the voice. Yet here he was, in the flesh, sitting right in front of her.
“Am I even supposed to say 'he'? Oh, Celestia, what if I offend... Trixie? How DID he, uh, her, she, darn it! How did Trixie get such wavy hair anyway?! And his, her, rump? Magic? No, surely that couldn't be it. There's no books about this! Is this even possible?! Maybe Celestia would -”
“Uh, Twilight?”
The deep voice instantly grabbed her attention, and she shook her head to force the thoughts from her mind. Trixie had finally moved, and was now standing in front of Twilight with glimmering eyes and a quivering lip.
“I didn't want to scare you”, Trixie said. His voice was like melted chocolate flowing smoothly into Twilight's ears, making her entire body feel lighter. “I just wanted to hear if you could help. I'm sorry.”
“No, no, it's, uh... I'm not scared.” She exhaled sharply and shook her head slightly again. “I just wasn't prepared for... Just, wow...”
Trixie chuckled quietly, and the very sound of it made Twilight's heart flutter ever so slightly. It felt as if someone was gently caressing every single part of her body, and created a fireplace inside of her stomach.
“Sorry”, Twilight said, finally finding the strength to focus. “You wanted me to do what, exactly?”
“There's only so much- Oh, hang on, let me just...” Trixie's horn lit up once more, interrupting her own sentence.
“No, no!” Twilight exclaimed a little too loudly. “There's, uh, no need for that.”
Interrupting his own spell, Trixie furrowed her brows slightly, then continued. “There's only so much I could do on my own, and... well, it seems what others can do as well.”
Another heavy sigh left Trixie's lungs, this time much heavier due to the change of voice. “I've found no way to permanently replace my... stallionhood. I was hoping you could help.”
Already feeling a slight blush on her cheeks, Twilight discreetly glanced at the spot between Trixie's thighs. “But it's, uh, ahem. It's not there.”
Trixie's horn lit up for a few seconds, and with a nervous smile on his face, he returned his attention to Twilight. “Look again.”
Almost afraid, or perhaps excited, Twilight gulped once before slowly titling her head to the side. For just a brief second, she expected to find a goofy sign saying 'Got you' or something similar. After his visits to Ponyville, one could never be sure with the illusionist that is Trixie.
What she saw was, however, not a sign; not in the slightest. As soon as the coat-matching sheath and black tip came into view, Twilight gasped and felt her legs turn wobbly. Although having seen it, she couldn't peel her eyes off it. The more she stared, the harder her heart pounded. Much to her utter amazement, after staring at just a few seconds too long, it actually moved. Trixie awkwardly moved his hind leg around, trying to conceal his privates, but it was a losing battle as it slowly grew in both length and girth.
“Ahem. T-Twilight?” Trixie chuckled nervously. “You can, uh, stop looking now.”
Twilight moved her eyes from the exposed penis and directly to Trixie's eyes in a split second . “H-Heh, okay! I, uh, yeah...” Sweat was dripping from her forehead, and she could feel a blush raging on. “Just preparing for, uh, the spell...” she mumbled.
“What was that?”
“Nothing!” Twilight shuffled her hind legs around awkwardly, trying to scratch a particularly annoying itch. “So! What, uh, what did you need again?”
“I know of a spell that supposedly replaces a stallion's... well, you know, with a mare's”, Trixie said quietly. “But none I have met have been able to cast it. I thought since you... well... you're the unicorn that's best with magic in all of Equestria, maybe you could...?”
“O-Oh”, Twilight said. Twisting her neck once more, she sneaked another peak at the still-growing erection. “You want me to, uh... yeah, yeah... I could try that.”
Twilight squeaked as Trixie suddenly threw his hooves around her neck and hugged her tightly. Nervously, she returned the gesture, gulping loudly as she felt Trixie's soft coat rub against her own.
“Maybe I can reach... No, no!”
“Thank you, Twilight”, Trixie said quietly. A chill went down Twilight's spine as the deep voice manifested itself from right beside her ear.
“It means so much to me.” Breaking the hug, Trixie smiled widely at the stunned alicorn. “I'll go grab the scroll from my cart. I'll be back in a minute.”
“S-Sure”, Twilight croaked as Trixie left her standing in the middle of the room.
“Huge...” Twilight mumbled. “Stallion... Trixie... Voice...”
With Trixie out of the library and the itch remaining, Twilight quickly put a hoof to the source, only to find herself moaning loudly into the empty room. She quickly slapped the very same hoof in front of her muzzle, realising her mistake too late. The odour emanating from the sticky liquid splattered across it sent her mind into a haze, and she quickly wiped both her mouth and hoof clean.
“Okay, don't panic! You can do this! It's just a bit of magic!” Twilight walked quickly back and forth in the room, her hind legs still trying their best to rid her body of the itch. “Just do the spell, Trixie will be happy, leave, and that's it! You're great with magic! Just concentrate! … No, not on that! Not on that! On the spell!”
“Twilight?” Trixie's said softly, once again sporting the female voice. “Here's the scroll.”
Twilight took a deep breath before walking forward and grabbing a hold of the old and weathered scroll with her magic. As her eyes wandered across the words, she had difficulty remembering whatever she read.
“Don't think about penis, don't think about penis...”
Finally putting her mind to the test, she re-read the scroll for the third time. With each passing word, her mouth opened wider and wider, as did her eyes. Upon reaching the bottom of the scroll, she looked from it to anxiously waiting Trixie, then back to it again.
“Is this real?!” Twilight exclaimed loudly. Trixie simply nodded. “This level of magic is incredible! I don't know if even princess Celestia could perform this spell! Where did you get this?!”
“From, uh, the, um, Canterlot Archives”, Trixie mumbled. “In the, uh, restricted section.”
“You STOLE this?!”
“Well, Trixie needed it!” the blue stallion-turned-almost-mare retorted loudly. “Nopony would make use of it anyway! It was the restricted section!”
“How did you even get in there in the first place?!” Twilight continued her assault, a fire lighting up in the pit of her stomach, alongside the already burning fire of lust.
“That's not important”, Trixie said, sighing lightly. “Look, I'm going to return it. I just really needed it. And I need you, Twilight. I need you to do this for me.”
Seeing the look upon Twilight's face, Trixie sighed once more. “Please. I'll do anything. Whatever it takes. I promise I will return it. I'll even apologise for taking it. Anything. Please?”
Glancing at the scroll once more, Twilight began to see patterns she had missed the first time around. Using the vast library inside her head, she slowly found remnants of old spells and transformations she had read about, piecing together the incredible nature of this spell. Yet as she did so, a stray thought entered her mind, as the word 'anything' echoed inside of her head. A stray thought which she couldn't force away, and which only got stronger with every passing second.
“Anything, huh?” Twilight finally said, far quieter and sultry than she had imagined.
Furrowing his brows, Trixie immediately responded: “Okay, anything but that. Just... no. Twilight, do you even understand why I'm trying to get rid of this thing?”
“Ugh! I'm sorry!” Twilight said as she shook her head. “Look, I didn't mean to... Okay, let's just do this. Come on upstairs to the bedroom.”
“What?!” Trixie burst out. “I just said no!”
“No, it's not that”, Twilight countered, pointing a hoof at the scroll. “I need to look at it while performing the spell. You can lay on the table if you prefer that, though.”
“Oh. Well, uh, sorry. Lead the way”, Trixie mumbled, following Twilight up the stairs and towards the bedroom.
Once inside, Twilight locked the door behind the two. Although Spike should be happily off in dream land, she was taking absolutely no risks. She shuddered at the thought of having the little guy walk in, drowsy, and then seeing THAT. The scars would never heal from his poor little soul.
“Uh, Twilight, what is that?”
Turning around, Twilight's blood froze as her eyes went to where Trixie's hoof was pointing. Faster than even Rainbow Dash, she leapt forward and threw the purple object from the sheets and as far under her bed as it could go.
“Nothing!” Sweat was dripping from her face in droves, and the look Trixie was giving her wasn't helping in the slightest. “Eheh, let's just do the spell, shall we?”
Conjuring the smuggest of smirks possible, which was quite a bit more smug than anyone else, Trixie chuckled sarcastically. “Well, Twilight Sparkle. It seems Trixie was wrong about you. Trixie never took you for such an... adventurous mare.”
“Let's just do the spell, okay?” Twilight squeaked.
Jumping onto the bed, Trixie stared with passionate eyes at Twilight and chuckled once more. “Whatever you say, Great and Powerful Twilight.”
With a brief moment of clarity, Twilight found the will to counter. “If you ruin my concentration, Celestia know what my spell will do to you.” Even as the words left her mouth, she was quite surprised with her own ability. Trixie, on the other hand, simply cowered in fright and hurried to make herself ready.
“Okay, okay”, Trixie said, a hint of fear in her voice. “Let's do this.”
Laying in the bed, everything was fully presented to Twilight, and the alicorn couldn't hold back the furious blush. Yet she kept her mind at ease, as her own snappy comeback had served as a warning to even herself.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Trixie?” Twilight asked softly, scroll levitating next to her face. “As I said, I'm not sure even I can do this.”
With an unusual smile on his face, Trixie nodded slowly. “They didn't make you an alicorn for nothing, did they? I trust you.”
For just a moment, Twilight felt a wonderful warmth spread from her heart and throughout her body, and she couldn't help but smile back.
“All right.” Twilight inhaled deeply. “Let's do this.”
Moving her gaze from Trixie's eyes and downwards, until they met the now not-so-sheathed stallionhood. Whether her eyes was playing tricks on her or not, Twilight didn't know, but she could have sworn the thing twitched right in front of her.
“Wow... It's so- No! Spell! Focus, Twilight! Focus!”
Taking another look at the scroll, she mumbled each step of the spell to herself before finally nodding once. Her horn flared up, and a purple glow engulfed the penis in front of her.
“M-Mmh...” Trixie stuck a hoof in her mouth as she slammed her eyes shut.
“... Focus. It's just Trixie... with a penis. She, he might be enjoying it, but that doesn't mean you are in a position to- No, don't even go there! It's just a side effect. Don't even think about it. Don't you dare. There's only ONE spell you're doing right now. ONE. No more. Not even for a second. Don't you -”
“T-Twilight!” Trixie exclaimed loudly as her hoof shot out from her mouth and onto the bed. “W-What are you- Oh, OH!”
A crazed look haunted Twilight's eyes as she focused her mind intently, running a firm, magical grasp up and down the length of Trixie's shaft. With her knack for all things magic, she even extended that grasp to include Trixie's sack, gently massaging the big, round balls hanging underneath it.
“T-This wasn't... MMH! Please!” Trixie squirmed on the bed, his hooves running all over the sheets and knocking into the frame repeatedly. “S-So good...”
“Oh, wow...” Twilight said softly to herself as she moved a hoof down her own body, until it finally connected with the itch which had raged on for an eternity. “A-Amazing...”
“TWILIGHT!” Trixie screamed, though her voice contained no anger or resentment; only pure lust and pleasure. Despite her predicament, Trixie couldn't help herself and began thrusting upwards into the air, though finding no more stimulation. Upon seeing this, Twilight's mind immediately set into motion.
“Maybe I should just...? Yeah, yeah... It'll be fine...”
Trixie's breathing came to an immediate hold as the magical grasp was joined by something far warmer, and far wetter. Looking down, all he could see was Twilight's head slowly enveloping his dick. Inch by inch it slid inside, until Trixie felt the head prodding the back of Twilight's throat. Already overwhelmed by the sudden addition to the fast, magical stroking, Trixie was even further amazed as Twilight pushed onwards until her throat opened up in order to take in as much as possible.
“I, I can't...” Trixie panted, his mind a blurry haze. Twilight, on the other hand, simply moaned louder and deeper than befitting of one of such status.
With the dick lodged firmly inside of her mouth and throat, Twilight took a moment to adjust. Her eyes were watering slightly, as the act was taxing and somewhat new to her. Practising on toys was, as she found, quite a bit different from the real deal. Though her head stopped, her hoof did not. In fact, with the thick, throbbing cock filling up her mouth, she only found herself flicking faster and harder, drenching her hoof in her own juices.
“Okay... Quick or slow, which was it? Oh, screw it!”
Rather than trying to recall whatever magazine or book she had read once, and totally not many nights in a row, Twilight began bobbing her head up and down the impressive cock, leaving Trixie a complete mess of panting and moaning. Much to Twilight's surprise, instead of simply feminine moans, Trixie's voice rapidly changed from mare to stallion, sending a cascade of high-pitched and spine-chillingly deep moans into the room.
"Oh, oh, stallion voice, please, please, please... Oh, right, tongue!”
Actually remembering some of the advice, Twilight immediately began moving her tongue about to lower side of the cock. How to do this properly, she didn't know, and as a result she simply licked up and down, slurping quite a bit in the process. As Trixie erupted in a series of pitch-changing screams, Twilight felt confident enough to continue.
“T-Twilight, I~ OOH! YES!” No longer content with simply letting his hooves roam the bed, Trixie planted one firmly on Twilight's head. In doing so, Trixie bumped against Twilight's glowing horn. Acting on instinct rather than cohesive thought, Trixie immediately grabbed a hold of it and began stroking away, to Twilight's great surprise.
Twilight gagged on the cock in her mouth as a new, completely incredible sensation shot through her body. She was no stranger to hoofjobs, but once again, it could not be compared to her own late nights of fun by herself. Having Trixie's hoof stroke furiously up and down was far different, and it felt as if her magic had imploded on her own body, zapping her with electrical pleasure.
Regaining control of her own actions, she took a moment to settle, relieving her throat of the gagging. It wasn't long before her head was back in motion, albeit without the sloppy work of her tongue to accompany it; under the influence of Trixie's hoof, Twilight easily forgot about that part.
“A, a little m-more!” Trixie said with the male voice. “Just a little more!”
Already Twilight's body was boiling over, yet she found the focus to move her head just a little bit faster. Up and down she went, slurping on the throbbing, salty cock. Every time she successfully managed to take it down her throat, the adrenaline told her to put in that extra bit of effort and push just a little further on the successive intake. Having this end filled up brought no particular stimulation, but her own hoof alongside Trixie's was more than enough. Rather, the constant feeling of being filled like this brought pleasure to her mind, reminding her of what exactly was going on. Watching Trixie squirm at her action was just the cherry on top.
“TWILIGHT! OH! OOOOOH!”
As Trixie's cock began throbbing viciously, his hoof changed to a series of rapid strokes, forcing a moan from Twilight's throat, and juices from her overflowing cunt. Though her horn had long been glowing, the intensity increased tenfold, and the heat emanating from it likewise. Whatever was about to happen, Twilight knew very well, but the raw power was far unlike anything she had ever experienced.
Below her horn, she felt the same happen to Trixie's dick, and Twilight found it impossible to retract her head before it exploded, thanks in large part to Trixie having thrust his hips upwards. With no real experience, Twilight closed her eyes and got ready for impact, but not before seeing the lusty, steamy expression on Trixie's face.
“MMM!” Twilight wasn't expecting the warmth of the sticky fluids shooting directly down her throat, and for just a second she choked on it. Left with barely any control over her own body, due to the explosion of magic in her horn and of lust in her nether regions, it was purely reflex that caused her to properly swallow, despite wanting to spit.
Trixie kept Twilight's head pinned as he watched the magical energy from Twilight's horn shoot up into the air like fireworks. His body was tingling, and the satisfaction of watching the superior unicorn-turned-alicorn swallow every last bit of the semen was justification enough in itself for Twilight's sudden actions.
Immediately upon swallowing the last load, Twilight retracted her head, coughing harshly. Her throat felt sticky and hot, as did the remainder of her body. Despite the new and strange sensation of swallowing someone's seed, she collapsed on the bed, panting and shaking. Trixie looked much the same way, and for a few moments, the two of them simply laid there, collecting themselves.
“Wow...” Trixie finally said, spoorting the female voice once again.
“Wow indeed...” Twilight whispered.
“Why... did you...?” There was no anger in Trixie's voice, primarily due to exhaustion, yet also because anger was nowhere to be found in his heart.
“I... I couldn't help myself...” Twilight responded sheepishly. “Sorry...”
“How did you ever... become Celestia's pupil?” Trixie groaned.
Shuffling about, Twilight finally sat up, though found her hooves to still be uncomfortably shaky. “Look, I'm sorry, Trixie. I shouldn't have -”
“It's fine”, Trixie croaked. “Just... wow... If you would try the real spell now, consider us even.”
“Right, right”, Twilight mumbled as she located the scroll and looked it over once more. “Give me a second.”
As she read about the complex spell once more, she cleared her throat repeatedly, eliciting quiet chuckling from Trixie. Although verbally ignoring it, Twilight couldn't help but grumble in her mind. Getting rid of the sticky feeling was going to take a lot of water.
“Okay, let's try this”, Twilight said, returning her attention to the now rather small penis. “Here goes nothing.”
Keeping herself from blinking, Twilight poured every ounce of her mind into casting the spell described by the scroll. As her horn flared up, so did a violent headache, but she pressed on. For a brief second, an image of herself fixing her friends' cutie marks flashed before her eyes, giving her a boost of confidence. Fixing cutie marks surely had to be more difficult than this.
Trixie held his breath as he watched the process with half open eyes. In contrast to the prior spell usage, no stimulation followed as a result. Instead, a simple warmth spread over his groin. More than anything, it felt as if a fireplace was mere feet from him. Yet he knew that just as with a fireplace, one wrong step could have dire consequences.
A smile appeared in the corners of Twilight's mouth as she saw a sudden change occurring. Trixie, on the other hand, gasped and slammed his eyes shut. His penis was slowly shrinking, and the very sight sent every possible fear into his mind.
“It's working!” Twilight exclaimed with glee as she fought the headache.
“I really hope it is!” Trixie retorted with fear.
By the time the penis was smaller than the eye could see, Twilight felt as if someone was bashing her skull with hammers. Her entire body was shaking to the point of being uncontrollable, and the pain felt like white hot fire. Yet simply seeing the change was enough for her to bite the bullet and continue. The constant reminder of failure also did wonders for her ability to receive pain.
“Ghh!” she groaned, her body slowly beginning to falter. “NNN-COME ON!”
As she roared into her bedroom, she finally saw Trixie's goin changing. Around where a pair of balls had hung prior, a completely new hole was opening, along with delicate lips. On the receiving end, Trixie felt as if someone was remodelling his body as was it clay. The process was not uncomfortable or even painful, but the sensation was completely alien, and the fright forced him to open his eyes and look.
“Wha- It IS working!” Trixie exclaimed, though with more surprise than Twilight. “Keep going, Twilight! Oh, yes, yes, YES!”
Twilight's eyes were watering up quickly as she focused her mind. The pain which had resided only in her mind quickly shot throughout her entire body, and she felt defeat approaching far quicker than she wanted.
“I, I can't -!” she roared, feeling the magic in her horn starting to fizzle out.
“Yes you can!” Trixie roared back. “You can do it!”
“It h-hurts! T-The pain!”
Noticing the fizzling of Twilight's horn, Trixie's body began shaking and her muscles clenched. “I guess the Great and Powerful Trixie really IS the more powerful unicorn then! Not even alicorn magic can help you outperform Trixie!”
Upon hearing the sarcastic, smug voice, Twilight furrowed her brow and gave a hundred and ten percent. Her horn flared up brighter than ever before, and she felt the magic spread throughout her entire body.
“RAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
An explosion of light blinded the two ponies in the bedroom, though it brought no sound. Blind as she was, Twilight could only feel her own body and mind. She immediately noticed the lack of magic emanating from her horn, and worry instantly settled in her mind. Yet there was nothing she could do to check, as all she could see was white. Little by little, though, the white in front of her eyes turned to colours and shapes, her bedroom coming to life in front of her.
Even if she knew a spell to quicken the process, she simply had no energy. Her body felt more like a puddle than a physical form, and her mind much the same. Despite her need to know the result, Twilight felt her eyes close as her body demanded rest.
“TWILIGHT!”
Trixie's voice immediately forced her eyes back open. Although she hadn't slept, or at least she was fairly certain she didn't, Twilight had far more trouble keeping her eyes open than ever.
“Wha...?”
“YOU DID IT! YOU REALLY DID IT!”
Twilight had no chance of blocking the incoming assault, and she soon felt her tired body being hugged to shreds by Trixie. Though the gesture was appreciated, the ferocity of it certainly was not. In her exhausted state, the hug felt more like a crushing builder than a pony.
“I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!” Trixie shrieked. “HOW CAN I EVER REPAY YOU?!?”
“Let... go...” Twilight croaked. With a cheerful laugh, Trixie obliged and let the purple princess slump onto her bed.
“I... I can't tell you how happy I am...” Trixie's voice cracked, and tears were flowing freely from her eyes. “This... This is... Oh, Twilight! Thank you!”
“No problem...” Twilight forced a smile onto her lips, but she already felt her eyes slowly closing again. “Any time...”
“You truly are t-the greatest unicorn, or, well, you were, I guess”, Trixie chuckled as she wiped her eyes. “I can't even... Just... Thank you...”
“Glad I could... help...” Twilight sighed lightly before setting into a loud snore.
Watching Twilight lay shaking on her bed, Trixie couldn't help but chuckle. With her magic, she gently put the blanket over Twilight. The world felt surreal as she watched the sleeping alicorn. Not only was her old rival so very different, now she was too. For a few moments, nothing felt even remotely real, yet a quick pinch of her leg assured her it was. It was all so very real, and if tears hadn't already been flowing from her eyes, she was certain they would be now.
“Thank you”, she whispered before leaning forward and gently kissing Twilight's cheek. The purple alicorn sighed softly and snuggled further under the covers.
Looking about the bedroom, Trixie nodded gently to herself before turning around and unlocking the door. Before exiting, she took once last glance at Twilight, chuckling to herself. With gentle movement, she closed the door behind her and walked through the library and out into the cool night air.
As she walked back to her cart, a smile crossed her lips. The smile quickly turned to chuckling, and the chuckling soon became a full, whole-hearted laughter. Opening the door to her cart, she stepped inside her home with high spirits, and cheer in her heart. Everything was magical, and everything was wonderful. Her body felt lighter than a cloud and so delightfully warm, but most of all, it felt right.
Author's Note
I'm not sure on the whole trans pronoun thing, but I used "he" instead of "she" after the gender reveal because:
1) It was "pre-op".
2) It's less confusing than 2x "she".
3) It makes sense from Twilight's point of view.
4) Pony plot.
If you are offended, please leave a mean comment and tell me to check my prilvilege. Also remember than I am male, white CIS scum.
