Trixie Lulamoon sat, staring into a small body of water within the everfree forest, still lamenting over her defeat at the hooves of Twilight Sparkle and her friends, mere weeks ago. Her tears disturbed the small lake, sending ripples to its edges. She heard a twig snap behind her, and quickly spun around, wiping away her tears. She yelled out.
"Who's there? Show yourself, or face the wrath of the great and powerful Trixie!"
She stood high as she yelled her own name, before hearing a growling sound and quickly cowering behind her cape. Her mind raced, what could this creature be, a manticore? A cockatrice? Or even another ursa major? An unfamiliar creature slithered forth, a Draconequus, Trixie recongnised the creature from history class, every week she had been told tales of the terrifying Draconequus race and their leader, the spirit of chaos, Discord! She began to step backwards, until her back hoof dipped into the icy water.
"S-stay away!"
Trixie yelled out in fear as the Draconequus reeled itself up, looking down on the small, delicate pony below.
"Oh hush, I'm not gonna hurt you, so stop your whining!"
"W-what do you want?"
The Draconequus snapped his fingers, summoning a large box, aged and rusted at the bronze outline, with an abundance of chains and padlocks adorning the boxs wooden body.
"To get rid of this, it's my box of tricks, and it has become rather bothersome as of late, so I was going dump it in this litte lake."
This peaked Trixies interests, she came from behind her shining cape and stared intently at the box, pondering what secrets it held, what tricks would be unleashed should the box ever open.
"Can I have it?"
The Draconequus reeled his head back in shock.
"What!? Of course you can't have it, it's a magical box of pure chaos, there's no teling what would happen if an egotistical unicorn like you could harness the power of the almighty Discord!"
Trixie tilted her head to the side as she asked.
"Please?"
"Oh alright fine, just don't tell the princess, now's not a good time for her. Ciao!"
And with that, the Draconequus snapped his fingers, disappearing into thin air, and eaving the box in his place.
Trixie began to examine the box, trying to find a way to open rhe box. As Trixies gaze fell upon rusted chains and ancient padlocks her mind began to drift to thoughts of complete power, all of Equestria falling to her hooves and Twilight sparkle groveling before her. A powerful bolt of blue energy shot from Trixies horn into the padlock, superheating it and making fall to the floor, with the rusted chains following suit.
She stared at the box dreaming of what power it may hold, she reached out to open the box, but before her hoof could feel the damp wood of the box, all four sides collapsed out, revealing inside a pony, with a coat of brilliant azure and a pale cornflower blue mane, with very cornflower blue stripes. It was another Trixie, but she looked different, off. Her eyes were grey, dead and empty, and yet, they somehow beckoned Trixie closer. Trixie was greatly intrigued by this doppelganger, what is it? Where did it come from? Is it alive? She creeped closer as she pondered what she was even looking at, is it a changeling? A mimic? Or something else entirely? Trixies face was mere inches away from her doppelgangers. She stared deep into the empty eyes of the sinister second Trixie before the doppelganger grabbed Trixie, locking her in a tender embrace and passionately kissing her.
Trixie fell on her back as the doppelganger shoved its tongue further down her throat and began to rub Trixies warm slit, up and down. Trixie attempted to push the doppelganger away from her, but she began to enjoy the doppelgangers warm embrace. The doppelgangers lips were intoxicating, and its touch was tender and loving, as its hoof widened, opening Trixies moist vagina and carassing her labia.
Trixie began to moan in pleasure as the doppelgangers hoof began to delicately rub Trixies clitoris. Trixie finally managed to push the doppelganger away, if only for a brief moment to catch her breath. The doppelganger blankly stared at Trixies face before curling its lips into an evil smile and burying its muzzle into Trixies crotch and slathering her tongue from Trixies asshole to her dripping, open pussy. Trixie held her hoof on the doppelgangers head, holding it down as she began to feel the euphoria of the cunnilingus induced orgasm. She screamed.
"Oh! Yes! The great and powerful Trixie demands you do not stop!"
Trixie shook and squirmed as the orgasm overtook her fragile body. She rested on the floor, panting and sweating. She heard some kind of garbled speech, like it had been reversed and then reversed again, and yet she still understood it as.
"Wanna go again?"
She quickly sat up, she couldn't believe the doppelganger finally spoke, but something was wrong, not just the strange way the doppelganger spoke, but her enviroment, this wasn't the everfree forest. It was a large room with no walls, just bright red curtains. Trixie stood up in a frantic rush and began to examine this strange place that had seemingly appeared around her. The carpet was a strange pattern of black and white zig-zags, and in the center of the room, a black leather chair facing a couch, where both the doppelganger and Discord sat.
"I see you've been having fun with your new friend!"
Discord spoke in the same garbled speech as the doppelganger.
"Please, have a seat."
Trixie fulfilled Discords request, and sat in the leather chair. Discord wore a suit, as red as the curtains that surrounded them. Trixie looked around, nervously.
"Where have you brought the great and powerful Trixie?"
She was suprised to hear her own words spoken so clearly.
"The great ones like you, we like your spirit, your unbreakable, delicous spirit. See if you can find your way out."
Discord spoke again in that garbled speech before snapping his fingers and summoning a deep blackness to engulf the room. A light began to flash, causing the room to constantly switch from darkness to a dull light. The doppelganger began to scream and run around the room franticly. Trixie began panic and ran to the curtains, ripping through them to find herself in a long hallway,extending far beyond the reach of an equine eye, into sheer blackness, a darkness so deep even the powerful, magic blue glow from her horn wouldn't light so much as a foot in front of her. She began to trot, cautiously, further down the hallway, her hooves squelching onto the wet carpet. Things became quiet, Trixie continued, hoping she'd find an ending to the hallway, a light in the darkness. Trixie was all but assured she was no longer in danger from the terrifying non-pony in her image, she began to trot quicker, and quicker until she was in a full gallop.
Trixie ran for what seemed like an eternity, an eternity of blackness and wet floors. She felt the floor become steeper, not all at once, but gradually, she had noticed while she was running that the floor seemed to be getting steeper. She began to slow down, but all too late as the space in front of her became a steep drop, and she fell, flailing her hooves, attempting to grasp onto anything she could find, her mind becoming blank of any levitation spells, or anything else that could've saved her.
She felt the fall, but not the landing, just sudden stop at the end, she quickly realised she had fell into some sort of body of water. She tried again to ignite her horn, the dull blue light, now illuminated her surroundings. Some sort of cave, with red, wet walls, and filled with a bright green liquid. The liquid was shallow, but it smelled atrocious, an undescribeable foulness filled Trixies nose as she gagged and tried to find a way out. As she ran around frantically, in an attempt to escape, Trixie noticed something stranges, a giant apple core, and giant bones were strewn around the small room. Chunks of meat floated throughout the bright green liquid. A loud booming growl echoed throughout the cavernous habitat.
When no creature revealed itself, Trixie quickly came to the conclusion that this area seemed eerily similar to a stomach, but what creature could be big enough to fit a fully grown mare in its stomach? Again, Trixies mind raced back to the image of the ursa minor, its sheer size and stature. She felt a warm wetess trickle down her back legs, mixing with the stomach acid. As the rumbling became louder the stomach acid began to bubble and fizz, Trixie frantically thrashed around, desperately trying to find a way out. She began to feel a pull beneath her, like someone had pulled the plug in this fleshy sink. She tried to find something to hold onto, but found nothing, she screamed and pleaded until finally, she was pulled down into the the mighty creatures intestines.
She was pulled through a network of tight tubes for what felt like an eternity, until she was forced out of a small, tight, fleshy hole. With all her might, Trixie forced her way through the small opening, praying to Celestia that her nightmare was over. Through the opening she could see where she had began, the small body of water within the everfree forest. She pushed herself out of the hole, fulling a good few feet before landing on her back, the cold wet grass a natural welcome, and her gaze staring directly up at the beast she had only just now escaped, Discord.
"Ta-ta, my little pony."
He spoke normally now, no more garbled speech. He snapped his fingers and disappeared into a puff of smoke, the grey mist turning to ash as it fell upon Trixies coat, greying it. Trixie now only wanted to forget her nightmare, and so she walked, far out of the forest. As she left the forest, the surrounding area looked wrong, Ponyville was nowhere in sight, just mountains and farms, and a factory in the distance. An old stallion in a fishing cap began to walk by Trixie.
"Excuse me sir, could you tell me where I am?"
The old stallion looked back at Trixie, his eyes empty dead and grey for all but a split second.
"Why, you're in Twin Falls."
Author's Note
Spot the twin peaks reference and... I don't know, I'll give you a fucking cookie or some shit.
