Sid's Requests

Sid’s Requests:

Practice Makes Perfect (SliverMistMLP)

“Stop moving, Sparkle.” Within the wall of the Golden Oaks library, one would find Twilight Sparkle--now newly crowned princess--working hard to help Celestia manage the country while her sister rule over the Lunar Republics along with Nightmare Moon. Due to her new status, Twilight has been working double time to reorganize, and learn all she can about being a princess from helping around Ponyville. Because of this Spike and his twin sister Quill has been picking up the slack as the town’s librarians.

However today the two decided that it was to be an off-day so they can fight over who’s going to be the one to help Rarity. Leaving Twilight alone in the library or so she thought.

Right as Twilight was in the middle of making a new budget for the local school house--on a bright and sunny spring day, no less--a persistence knocking at the door forced her to abandon her mundane work to see who it was. She had hope it would be the dragon twins that was to be helping her out, so she could have a few words with them, but instead she’s greeted with the face of someone she hadn’t seen a too long of a while.

Trixie Lulamoon.

Trixie stood at Twilight’s door, looking even more fit than the last time she laid eyes on the mare. Her chest seemed to be fuller than she remembered and her clothes were much more stylish. For some reason Trixie was wearing provocative makeup on her face along with--what Twilight assumed--her new performance clothes, almost as though she is getting ready for a big performance.

Before Twilight could say anything, a spirit-fox with dark-purple fur and navy-blue hair wearing a dark-silver jacket and black pants stuck his head out from the side along with a zebra, and cow-mare. The fox quickly introduced himself with the name of Hex, along with his two marefriends Aurora Dunes--the zebra that had long black and white striped hair, wearing a black jacket, and gray pants--and Cocoa Brew--the cow mare, with two-tone brown fur, and mane wearing a green jacket with some blue-jeans.

Turns out that Hex and Trixie have been show partners ever since she left Ponyville and tried to put on a show in the Lunar Republics. That’s where the two met, Hex promised to help Trixie achieve her dreams if she one day return a favor of which he yet to reveal to the mare. After that, she, Hex, and his two mares have been traveling the republics and most of Equestria; putting on shows and making a name for themselves.

Twilight allowed the four to come in, apologizing about the mess, and getting ready to make her guest some tea. Both Aurora and Cocoa then step in front of Twilight, stopping her, and telling her that they could do it. At first Twilight was reluctant to let the mares make the tea for all of them but they had already made their way to the kitchen.

So she sat back down, asking how Trixie been after not hearing a thing about her in a while. As Trixie spook, Twilight noted that she no longer speaking in the third person any more, and that fact alone was enough to tell Twilight that she has changed over the year.

As the three continued to their talk, Aurora, and Cocoa came back with their speared cups of tea. Once everyone had been served, they both took a seat on the small couch on either side of Hex, and snuggled against his fur. Twilight giggled at the three lovebirds display of open affection but Trixie looked as though she wasn’t amused. Seeing the look on the show-mare’s face, Hex revealed the real reason why they all showed up at Twilight’s doorstep.

Apparently Trixie needed a partner for a new escape trick that requires on audience member. Hex said that Trixie refused to practice the trick with neither him nor the two other mare. Twilight caught the three mares glaring at each other, as if they were trying to burn holes in the other’s head, but Hex put an end to the staring contest with a slap on the flank for both mares making them jump slightly.

They slowly calmed down, pressing their bodies closer to Hex, and Twilight could hear Cocoa moo. Moving the conversation onward, Hex continued to explain that they couldn’t find anypony that Trixie was willing to practice the trick with--not that there were many choices--and that’s why they came to Ponyville Hex figured that seeing as Trixie ‘knew’ Twilight that she could be a candidate.

Twilight looked towards Trixie, amazed that she was asking for help, and she couldn’t be more willing to help out the struggling performer. “It’s a princess’s job to help out those in need,” She said with a bright smile, not even knowing what the trick entitled.

Hex thanked Twilight for helping out, they had a show to do in a few day, and he was starting to get worried that Trixie was going to be stubborn the whole way through. Both Aurora and Cocoa sat up off of Hex, knowing that he was about to use magic, and would need the space. Hex pulled out a reed from one of his side pouches, placed it over his head, and whispering a vocal recite.

“Into the winds, they fly.” The reed ignited into a bright blue and purple flame before transforming into a small light-blue box. Twilight was amazed by the fox’s magic, hearing stories about their natural ability, and exponential growth rate. Hex opened the box pulling out two magic dampeners that was made for unicorns.

He then continued to explain that the trick Trixie wanted to perform was one that was without her magic--hence the dampeners. Hex also went on saying that the trick required her and Trixie to be closely bounded together and locked inside of a confined space.

Twilight quickly understood what the rest of the trick was supposed to be and she agreed to help out--seeing as they came all that way to ask. Hex nodded his head, acknowledging Twilight’s determination, and kindness. He nodded towards Aurora and Cocoa, telling them to get Twilight, and Trixie ready for the trick while he found a good space to keep them in.

Twilight told him that there were some empty closets up top the stairs that she mainly use for storage. Hex nodded, making his way up the stairs to check out the hopeful space.

As soon as Hex was up the stairs, Aurora, and Cocoa quickly got to work on Twilight first. They removed her purple-vest, white button-up blouse, and purple-pad skirt leaving her in her underwear. Twilight didn’t have time to even freak out about what the two mares were doing before they had her in a black unitard that stopped at her waist showing off her small slender body. The whole time Trixie had her head turned the other way, not seeing the two mares sneaking up on her before it was too late. Just as quick as Twilight, they had Trixie in a similar black unitard, though most of her chest was sticking out the top.

Hex came back down the stairs just as Trixie was getting ready to yell at the two. He told the group of mares that the closet was a go and that he was already for them to come on up. Aurora grabbed Twilight by the wrist and led her up the stairs along with Cocoa and a less than excited Trixie.

Once everyone was standing at the closest door, Hex pulled out two leafs, and repeated the same process he did with the reed turning them into purple and blue ropes. It was then that he went over the instructions to the trick to Twilight, as though he had done it a million time,  and with Trixie’s stubbornness he might as well have. Keeping a magical grip on the ropes, Hex instructed Trixie and Twilight to face each other, and remain still.

The two mares did as Hex instructed, although Trixie was more hesitant to do so, but she eventually gave in to Hex’s encouragement. Twilight was amazed by Trixie’s height, even though Twilight will eventually become taller then her, and most of everyone she knows Trixie still remained a few inches taller than her. Once the mares were in place, Hex started to manipulate the purple rope to tie Trixie’s hands behind Twilight’s back, and the same to Twilight. Then the blue one started to snake around the mares’ legs bending and interlocking them together to were one leg was over the other.

Twilight vision was completely filled with Trixie’s light-purple eyes and it was clearly evident that Trixie was a couple sizes bigger than her. Twilight could also feel Trixie’s body giving off a large amount of heat and warmth.

Trixie did her best to not look flushed but it was quite hard to do in the position they were forced in. Even with the odd circumstances, Trixie could still see that Twilight was willing to help out with the trick.

Hex pulled out a small squirrel skull, placing it over his head just like with the leaves and reed, but this time the vocal recite was different. “Into the storm, they fly away.” A sudden wind started to pick up the both bound mares, lifting them off the ground, and ushering them into the closet.

Hex slowly discharged the magic, setting both Trixie and Twilight down in the small closet, and turning towards them to wish them good luck. He also added that he’ll be placing an enchantment on the space of the closet, making the temperature decreases slowly with time, and that they had thirty minutes to get out of the ropes and leave to closet before he ends the practice.

Hex closed the door right after his final warning, he then used a reed to place the enhancement on the door, and left the mares to do whatever they could to either escape or keep warm for the next thirty minutes.

When Trixie was sure that Hex was gone, she started work in getting the bending off of her wrists. Of course each time Trixie moved, her breasts would be pushed into Twilight’s face, and their marehoods would rub together. Trixie struggled to keep her moans at bay from the periodic rubbing but the heat she was feeling from Twilight made it hard to think.

Twilight herself was having trouble from moaning, her smaller size left her face to be buried in Trixie’s cleavage. Each time Trixie would force movement, their marehoods would rub together, and even with the unitards and their underwear the friction was enough to get her a bit wet.

While Trixie struggled with the rope, Twilight’s movement made it harder to focus on the task at hand. “Stop moving, Sparkle.” Trixie wished she had more room to work with, the small closest made it hard to move around without rubbing marehoods with Twilight. As time went onwards Trixie could feel Hex’s magic coming into effect, the small room temperature nearly half from what it started, yet both mares were able to stay warm from the intense body-heat that they were giving off.

“Sorry, its just that you're rubbing, and…” Twilight trailed off, a hot blush on her face. She could feel her wings becoming stiff from the rubbing, she did her best to keep them closed behind her back, but the pleasure would make them grow stiffer. “Maybe we should stop.”

“No, I have a big show in a few days and I need to practice.” Trixie cursed herself for not picking one of the other ponies that offered to help, time was running out, not just for the practice, but also for the show in Maretreal.

“But Trixie,” Twilight moaned, feeling a wet spot on her marehood. “If we keep going.” The pleasure started to make it hard for Twilight to stop her moving, be it to pull herself out of the show-mare’s breasts, or to get her marehood off of Trixie’s.

“Look, I know, that’s why you have to be still. Can you do that?” Trixie was starting to become frustrated with not only the tight ropes but also with the bothersome pleasure that would repeatedly get in the way of her task. Come on Lulamoon, you done this once before, and you can do it again. Trixie arched her neck over Twilight’s head so she could get a better angle on the knot. This of course made Twilight’s head go in Trixie’s breasts again, any words she was trying to say was muffled by the furry range.

Almost, just a little more. Just as Trixie was getting ready to successfully undo the knot, Twilight fell backwards Trixie was able to stop the fall with her still bound hands, yet their lips still accidentally met. Both mares stared at each other in surprise but slowly the shock turned into lust. Their eyes became half-lidded and Trixie forgot about trying to undo the knot.

Twilight’s wings shot around Trixie, pulling her closer into the kiss. Trixie brushed her tongue against Twilight’s lips, begging permission to enter. Twilight allowed Trixie entrance in her mouth, their tongues intertwined. Trixie quickly assumed dominance over Twilight, savoring the sweet taste of her lips.

While the two mares continued to make-out, their marehoods continuously rubbed against each other making them moan in the kiss from the contact. Unknown to the two heated mares, the temperature in the closet started to already drop like a stone, yet the heat from their connected bodies kept the cold at bay.

Trixie started to bite Twilight’s lower lips, her breasts squishing Twilight’s, and their erect nipples rubbed together. Trixie then started to attack Twilight’s neck, nibbling on the soft fur. The moans started to grow louder, as they felt that they were close to the edge, but they still didn’t care.

Trixie knew she failed the trick and wasn’t ready to use it in her next show--though that was still days away so she still could ‘practice.’ She started to buck her hips into Twilight’s the unitards provided little resistance. Trixie picked the pace up making Twilight’s small, yet perky, breasts bounce from the force of her bucking.

Their horns started to rub together, even with the dampeners on it, their magic sparked into each other’s body. All of the sensations were too much for Twilight’s smaller frame, she moaned out Trixie’s name, and came in her unitard. After a few more thrusts, Trixie soon followed suit, the juices of her marehood leaking out of her outfit.

Suddenly Trixie’s hands started to slide from under Twilight catching her by the horn, tearing the ropes, and freeing Trixie. “Trixie, you did it,” Twilight cheered, happy that the show-mare was able to get free, but Trixie didn’t express the same joy.

She pushed her hands down on Twilight’s shoulders,  pinning her underneath her weight. “Um...Trixie?” Still the show-mare didn’t respond to Twilight, only leaning down to lick, and nipple Twilight’s neck.

Trixie kept licking all the way up to Twilight’s ear, where she whispered, “You know, ‘princess.’ I should repay your kindness with a ‘private show.’” Even though Trixie’s hands were free, her legs were still intertwine with Twilight’s. Each time Trixie moved, the content was transmitted into sexual pleasure for both mares, and now Trixie had more room to work with.

She moved her hands down to Twilight’s perky breasts, rubbing them through the unitard. Twilight started to moan from the pleasure of her breasts being handled in the show-mare’s expert hands. Trixie started to grind her hips around, making their marehoods roughly rub against each other.

Twilight’s moans reached a peak before being silenced by Trixie’s lips. Trixie’s horn crossed with Twilight’s again and even with the dampers their magic arched through each other; building the heat in their bodies. Trixie reached the top of Twilight’s unitard, pulling it off her shoulders exposing her breasts to the now colder air of the closet.

She then started to trail kisses down Twilight’s jaw-bone, stopping at her collarbone to nibble on the protruding bone before caning her hand to bite and suck on the erect purple nipples. Twilight started to squirm under Trixie, only making their marehoods rub even more.

Twilight could feel pressure inside her marehood build, only spurring on her rubbing. She moved her hands downward, reaching for Trixie’s tail, and giving it a hardy tug. This made Trixie press her marehood closer to Twilight’s also making her moan around the alicorn’s nipple.

Both mares could feel that they were close to the edge and they increased their grinding along with their thrusting. By this point the temperature in the closet was close to freezing, yet the mares didn’t feel a second of the magical cold climate. Twilight gave one last pull on Trixie’s tail, making her bite down on her nipple, and suppress as cry of bliss.

Both Trixie and Twilight reached a peak yet again, their mare-cum staining the unitards, and starting to leak out of them as well. Trixie collapsed on top of Twilight, her hands on either side of her shoulders.

The two remained there, heavily breathing, and too exhausted to do anything else. The closet door opened to Hex, who looked down to the two sweaty mares--the scent of sex invading his nose--and sighed.

His gaze fell flat on Trixie’s having a feeling that she would mess up the trick again. “So you still couldn’t keep focus?” Trixie blushed, knowing that she just gave into her lust, and yet again failed the trick. “So I take it that we’ll be staying here for a while?” She warry nodded her head, ashamed that she couldn’t go one trick without using magic. “Well I guess I’ll have to go get a permit from town hall.” Hex snapped his finger, allowing the magic on the ropes to dissipate into dead leaves. “Well thanks for your help anyway princess Sparkle. We’ll just have to try again when Trixie is ready.”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m happy to help. Um...and if Trixie needs my ‘help’ any more, I’m always free.” Trixie started to blush at the thought of more time to ‘practice’ with Twilight.

“Whatever floats your boat princess. Aurora! Cocoa! We’re heading back to the caravan. We’ll be in that empty lot near here if you need anything Trix.” Trixie nodded to Hex, who started to make his way down the stairs; leaving Trixie and Twilight alone to do whatever they wanted.

“Hey Trixie, I haven’t got the chance to show you the ‘benefits’ of being an alicorn princess yet.” Twilight took off the magical dampener, letting the magic flow throw her horn again, and summoning her own bands of rope. Trixie stared at the ropes, already excited to get to practicing again. Cause you know what they say, ‘practice makes perfect.’

-The end, Sid.