Waking in the arms of another pony was something Trixie hadn’t felt for months, and the light that fell on her face through the gap in the curtains lit up the purple furred limbs that held her close. It was more than a friendly embrace, making the mare wonder what this relationship was exactly. Carefully easing out of Twilight’s grip, Trixie stood from the bed and left the room, briefly glancing at the mare still asleep.

Trixie was careful not to make too much noise as she walked along the hallway towards her own room, but that meant sneaking past the door that led to Spike’s room, which was slightly open. As she passed, she caught the tail end of a whisper and looked through the gap, holding a hand over her mouth in order to suppress her mirth; sitting with his back against the headrest was the teenage drake himself, a teenage unicorn mare sitting on his lap with her head resting on his shoulder, the rising sun lighting their faces. She watched for a few more moments until the young couple’s whispered conversation turned into a kiss, whereupon Trixie quickly carried on to her room.

She had just placed a hand on the handle when there was a knock from the main entrance, causing the mare to frown. She knew there were not many other ponies up at this time of day, even less ones that would come to the library, yet another knock spurred her into action. Quickly and quietly walking down the stairs, she approached the main door and unlocked it, preparing to tell the pony on the other side that they were not open yet when a stallion pushed the small crack open more, entering the library followed by a mare.

“Honestly, Twilight, when somepon…”

Trixie looked into the eyes of the stallion, who was staring at her blankly, then to the mare whose mouth was open a tiny little bit in shock. Trixie gasped as she realised how little she was wearing, running back up to the stairs and into her room, the other two ponies watching with interest.

“Well, dear, that was different. Why don’t you put our things in the corner, and I’ll go wake Twily?”

“Of course, I’ll also put the tea on.” The two ponies, both unicorns, went their separate ways, the mare pausing to glance in at Spike’s room. She cleared her throat just as the drake’s hand began to slip under the covers, the young couple almost screaming in shock, Spike looking at the elder mare with a sheepish smile. Pushing the door open all the way, she moved to the next one and walked in, seeing her daughter curled up under the covers. Sitting on the edge of the bed, the mare reached down and began to stroke Twilight’s mane, who sighed happily as she slowly came awake.

“Mmm, good morning, Trixie.”

“Is that the mare who let us in?” This time there was a scream, the lavender unicorn leaping up from her bed, but she got caught in her covers and fell to the floor with a thud. “Oh, that looked like it hurt. Come on, let’s get you up.” The mare walked over and helped Twilight from her normally comfortable prison, offering her hand. “Good morning, Twilight.”

The librarian took the hand with an embarrassed smile, then wrapped her arms around the other mare’s neck. “Morning, mom.” Twilight Velvet gave a small giggle as she stepped back, smirking not only at the attire her daughter was dressed in, but the marks on the cups. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, your father has some time off from the castle library. So tell me, why is that mare’s cutie mark on your underwear?” Twilight’s cheeks instantly lit up and she gave the floor her full attention, cringing as her mother burst out laughing. “Why don’t you cover up and come downstairs, where we can talk? Oh, and bring Spike and that mare he has with him as well.”

“What?” The shock of her wake up call made Twilight forget about the fact she had heard Spike returning the night before with Dinky, and she grabbed her robe as she ran after her mother, stopping to give a half hearted glare at her younger brother. Spike ignored her as he and Dinky made their way downstairs, Twilight shaking her head as she moved to Trixie’s door, which was flung open as she reached for the door handle. “Trix…”

The other unicorn came rushing out with a towel and a pile of clothes in her arms, not even sparing Twilight a glance as she ran to the bathroom and slammed the door shut, a click following a moment later. Deciding to just give into the craziness that seemed to have arrived that day, Twilight continued on down to the kitchen, where she found her father and several cups of tea waiting.

“Good morning, honey.”

“Morning, dad.” Picking up the tray on which the cups rested, Nightlight made his way back into the lounge area, his daughter following, and all those present took a cup each. Twilight was glad to have a distraction from her mother’s questions, even if temporary, as the elder unicorn asked some embarrassing ones of Spike and Dinky, Twilight turning to her father. “How come you came down so early?”

“Train tickets were cheaper. So, who was that mare?” Twilight grinned sheepishly and looked at all the faces now staring at her, but they all looked towards the balcony as the shower shut off. With the recent addition of a frosted glass panel around the balcony, they only saw a shadow moving and the sounds of thuds on the floor, Trixie appearing moment later at the top of the stairs, Nightlight looking at Twilight. “Well? Going to introduce us?”

Full of confidence, Trixie walked down the stairs, Twilight giving a quiet sigh of relief as she noticed Trixie was wearing clothing that was much more appropriate with guests around. Walking over to Nightlight first, Trixie put on a genuine smile and held up her hand. “Hello, I am Trixie Lulamoon, Miss Sparkle’s assistant, and student in magical theory. I assume you are her father?”

“Indeed I am, Miss Lulamoon. The name is Nightlight.” Twilight’s heart began to beat faster after her father had introduced himself, as she knew next up was her mother, who stood from the couch and walked a slow circle around Trixie, eyeing her so thoroughly that Trixie suddenly felt like goods on display in a shopwindow, most likely some kind of household appliance. Then the mare sat back down and took a dainty sip of her tea before speaking.

“I am Twilight Velvet, Miss Lulamoon, Twilight’s mother. And I can’t say I approve.” Twilight felt her heart sink at those words, not believing what her mother said. She may not have known just what her relationship with Trixie was at this point, but she did know she cared for her, and for her mother to not only be displeased but vocal about it… “You two shouldn’t have to hide. If you wish to be with one another, then let your love show.”

All eyes turned to Twilight Velvet, who was smiling sweetly as she took another drink, Trixie and Twilight staring in shock. The showmare as Twilight’s mother had just declared them in love, and Twilight for understanding that her mother had just given her her approval. The sound of a clock chiming broke the silence, Dinky standing up with wide eyes. “Oh no… it’s late! I need to go!” Spike was about to ask what the issue was when there was a very stern knock at the door, making the young mare cringe.

“DINKY! I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE! COME OUT AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF THIS INSTANCE!” Spike then got worried, knowing how protective pegasi were of their flock, especially of the same blood, the voice of the mare outside causing his blood to freeze. Taking action, Twilight Velvet got up and opened the door, the mare outside faltering in her planned tirade. “You’re not Dinky…”

“No, but she is inside. Come, let us not shout this early, some ponies are asleep. Twilight, we’ll see you later, as I assume the guest room is in use, so we’ll have to find somewhere to stay. Spike, Dinky, let us see what this mare wants.” The drake and his mare stepped towards the door with their gazes on the floor as Nightlight gathered up the small pile of luggage, giving his daughter a kiss on the cheek and Trixie a smile as he followed, the door closing gently behind the group and leaving the two mares in stunned silence.

Trixie let out a scream in surprise as she was tackled against the wall and hugged very tightly, unable to return the embrace as Twilight had trapped her arms. After several minutes the librarian pulled back and allowed Trixie to her breathe, then turned and walked towards the kitchen. Confused as to how else the day could go, Trixie followed Twilight and got herself some breakfast, wordlessly staring at the table top.

What was it her mother said? ‘If you wish to be with one another, then let your love show.’ Is that what this is? But what about her partners? Twilight sat opposite Trixie, her gaze fixed and waiting for some form of reaction. A new feeling had begun to well up inside her when her mother had said those words, and it was nothing like she had felt for any other pony, but in their current state neither seemed to be able to articulate their thoughts.

What is she thinking about? Does she feel the same, or is it just because she’s used to it now? Perhaps I should... wait, what’s she doing? Twilight remained still as Trixie stood up and walked around to her, gently tilting the lavender mare’s muzzle up so that she could look into her eyes. What came next surprised Twilight as Trixie pressed into a passionate kiss, much more feeling behind it than any they had already shared, and Twilight squirmed for a few moments before relaxing and returning the favor.

By the time their lips parted, Trixie had settled onto Twilight’s lap and wrapped her arms around Twilight’s neck, Twilight placing hers around Trixie’s back. Both mares were panting lightly, but Trixie seemed the more composed of the two, and smirked as she posed her question. “So, how does this affect our agreement from last night?” Twilight’s eyes went wide and she giggled lightly, giving Trixie a small squeeze.

“I don’t see why it should… but for the way you handled yourself with my parents, I think you should get a reward today, and punishment.” Twilight added the last bit, then an idea formed in her head. “Maybe we should see yours soon?” Twilight didn’t know why what she said seemed to sadden Trixie, and even a supportive nuzzle didn’t make her smile again. “Trixie? If you don’t want to talk abo…”

“No. No, not yet, please. I… it’s something I have not thought about for years.” Twilight just nodded and pulled Trixie closer, running a hand through her mane as she felt tears drip to her shoulder. She had seen Trixie cry a few times, mainly from enduring a lot of pain in the basement, but nothing like the silent weeping that was happening now. Eventually Trixie calmed down, and lightly kissed Twilight whilst their eyes were locked. “Thank you, Twilight.”

“You’re welcome, Trixie. Now, what do you say I go get dressed and we go out for the day, hmm?”

“Oh, but Miss Sparkle, it’s raining!”

“Huh?”

“Well, this doesn’t make you wet?” Trixie grinned evilly and quickly shoved a hand down between their bodies and Twilight’s thighs, rubbing at the librarian’s marehood. From where she was pinned, Twilight bit her lip to keep quiet, but let out a soft moan as Trixie pressed in firmer. Just as suddenly as it started, Trixie stood up and walked towards the kitchen door, looking over her shoulder at the red faced Twilight. “Well, you might need a shower now. Mmm, you taste good.” Twilight just whimpered as Trixie lifted up her fingers and began to suck on them.

Two hours, and several changes of clothes later, Twilight and Trixie slipped out into the morning sun, seeing other ponies starting to set up for the day. With a new confidence in her from the words of her mother, Twilight, instead of walking in front of Trixie, took the showmare’s hand and gave a gentle squeeze, then started off in the direction of Carousel Boutique to see about a few more custom orders. The pair heard hushed whispers as they walked through the town, knowing full well that the rumour mill in Ponyville would be quick to spread the news, so fast that they fully expected the mare they were heading to see to be waiting with a coy smile on her face.

What neither of them expected to find was a stallion banging on the front door, speaking with a heavy country accent and shouting profanities. Trixie had only seen him around town, but Twilight knew not to get near Big Macintosh when he was angry, so guided Trixie around the back of the store, whereupon they had their third joint shock of the day; Rarity stood in the doorway and Applejack on the doorstep, lips locked tightly with bright blushes on their cheeks.

“What the fuck…” Upon hearing Twilight’s voice, the pair broke apart and looked around, Applejack disappearing very quickly upon the realisation that they had been caught, whilst Twilight’s magic caught the fainting Rarity. Pulling Trixie with her, Twilight slipped into the kitchen and set Rarity down at the table, then headed to the front door. The shouting, swearing, and knocking abated as she began to unlock it, Mac blinking in surprise when the mare he sought didn’t answer. “Good morning, Big Macintosh. How may I help you?”

“Is mah sister in there?”

“Applebloom? No, I thought the girls and she were away this weekend?”

“Not Applebloom, Applejack. We gotta a lotta work to do, an’ ain’t got time durin’ the day to waste.”

“Well, I’m sorry, Mac, she’s not here. It’s just myself, Trixie, and Rarity. I’ll tell her you need her if I see her.” Mac just gave a nod and prepared to walk away, but Twilight stopped him with a hand to arm. “Mac, I was wondering… it’s been a while since you paid a visit. Is it because of work?”

“Eeyup. Sorry, Twi, but Ah’m just too darn busy. With AJ’s help, we can get it done today.”

“I’m sure she’s already there. Tell you what, why don’t you come by tonight? I have a surprise for you. About eight thirty?” Mac gave a thoughtful hum and then nodded, Twilight letting him go. Upon returning to the kitchen, she found Rarity just coming around, and as soon as Twilight sat next to Trixie and kissed her cheek, Rarity grinned at her friend like a madpony. “What?”

“Oh, nothing Darling. Now, what can I do for you?”

“We were wondering if you could make a couple more outfits for us.”

“Of course, but not right now. I’m about to head off to meet Fluttershy at the… oooh, idea! You two should come!” Neither mare was given time to protest as Rarity grabbed their hands with her magic and dragged them out of the building. It wasn’t until they were a couple of streets over she let them go, by which point they’d agreed with each other it sounded like a good idea anyway. After their triple surprise that morning, they could do with relaxing.

Twilight and Trixie waved Rarity off, both unicorns giggling as they saw a pony in the shadows of Carousel Boutique, whose stetson was easy to recognise. Instead of harassing the pair, Twilight and Trixie instead headed towards the local restaurant, where they had agreed to meet with Twilight’s visiting parents for their evening dinner. They were a little surprised to find not only Dinky and Spike there, but Derpy as well, sitting between the disgruntled looking young couple.

After taking their seats and ordering food and drinks, the two unicorns found themselves the subjects of intense scrutiny from Twilight Velvet, who was eyeing them with great interest. “So, when did you two meet? And how long have you been seeing each other?”

“Mother, this is that Trixie.” Something seemed to change with Velvet then, her inquisitive gaze became harder, but she would give her daughter the chance to explain before beating Trixie into a pulp. “She has been here for several weeks, and I am helping her get her life back on track. We had some… setbacks, but we found ways to sort them out.”

“Oh, what sort of ways?” As Twilight didn’t answer, Trixie smirked as she realised Twilight’s parents didn’t know about their daughter’s preferences, so wrapped her arm around Twilight’s shoulders and pulled her close.

“She tied me down over a desk and spanked me.” Out of the six ponies and one dragon present, two just stared at each other in shock, whilst the others looked between them; it was amazing how much Twilight Sparkle looked like Twilight Velvet when they had the same facial expression.

“Well, if it got results, can’t argue with the process.” All eyes turned towards Nightlight, trying to work out if he was joking or not, but he just shrugged and the conversation went silent as the food arrived. The meal was also quiet, Derpy, Dinky, and Spike leaving after desert, the pegasus mare saying she wanted to lay some ground rules down in private with the couple, leaving the four unicorns alone with another round of drinks. “So, Twilight… was there any truth to Trixie’s claim?”

“D-dad! That’s none of your business!”

“Well, the response tells me all I want to know. Just uh… you know, make sure to lock your door so we don’t walk in on anything. Whilst we’d like to see you, we’d also like to see the town a bit more on our own.”

“S-sure.” Trixie suddenly found herself highly attracted to the awkward Twilight that was emerging, turning her so that they were facing each other and pressing into a kiss; even the sound of a camera going off didn’t bother her. Left panting when Trixie pulled away, Twilight turned to look at her parents, who were leaning against one another and smiling softly, camera resting on the table in front of them.. “Um, just to make sure… you’re not… bothered by this?”

“Twilight, your father and I are happy that you’re happy. Mare or stallion, we don’t care. Now, we’re off to see some of Ponyville’s nightlife. We will pop by the library tomorrow lunch, if that is okay?” Twilight gave a nod and her parents stood, leaving the restaurant. It was then Twilight noticed to the other ponies staring, lighting her horn and teleporting both herself and Trixie back to the library.

“Well, that went better than expectephh!” Trixie reached up to her mouth and tried to remove the gag that had just appeared, but she couldn’t find a buckle. She turned to run for a kitchen knife but was caught in Twilight’s magic, the librarian quickly binding Trixie’s wrists tightly behind her back. “Buph youph saiph I coulph haph myph rewarph!”

“And you will, but we must prepare you.” Reaching up and removing the scarf that hid Trixie’s collar, Twilight slipped a finger through the d-ring and pulled Trixie towards the stairs. They entered Trixie’s room and Twilight made for the smaller of two closets, throwing the doors wide open. “Now then… what will he like?”

It took some time, as Trixie resisted, but Twilight eventually had her dressed. Trixie’s underwear consisted of a black lace panties, suspender belt, and stockings, with her body being covered by a red cocktail dress, that was only just lower than her crotch, and red high heels. Her wrists and elbows were bound tightly. Clipping a leash to the collar, Twilight pulled Trixie back down the stairs and sat her on the couch, then stood back and tapped her fingers on her lip. “Now, meeting my parents. You ignored the proper social protocols, so need to be punished.”

Trixie smirked around her gag as a crop was floated into view, Twilight taking it in her hand and then titling Trixie back on the couch with her legs in the air. Twilight slid Trixie’s panties out of the way, showing her well rounded ass cheeks as well as a little of her tight pussy. Muffled shrieks filled the room as Twilight none too gently reprimanded Trixie, who was getting rather wet as she gained pleasure from the pain. Soon the clock chimed eight, and Twilight took a step back from the whimpering Trixie with a sigh.

“A shame, I was having fun. But then again, this gives me time to work on something fun for the both of us.” The librarian knelt down and kissed Trixie around the gag, the bound mare moaning as Twilight’s fingers rubbed teasingly over her pussy. “Hmm… I suppose you’ll want to feel everything he has to give, so…”

Trixie’s eyes went wide as she felt a tingling in her nethers, a slight burning, but it cooled down a moment later. Her gaze followed Twilight as she moved around the room, humming and lighting several candles, then walked to the stairs with her hand hanging over the light switch. “I hope you have the fun you’re after, good night, Trixie.”

Trixie gave a muffled protest as she was plunged into near darkness, Twilight’s door closing a moment later. As Twilight had covered the clock, Trixie couldn’t know how long was left for her to be alone, but she didn’t mind; Twilight had said he. Soon there was a knock on the door, which creaked open slowly.

“Twi, you home yet?” She recognised the voice of the massive stallion from outside Carousel Boutique, whimpering as she tried to hide, but stopped when she saw the sign above her. Then she froze when she heard a deep chuckle. “‘All yours’ huh? You must be this Trixie Ah’ve been hearin’ about. So, if yer all mine, what are ya gonna do?”

Trixie turned and gave him a once over, quickly deciding that he was quite easy on the eyes, and then understanding how she’d get her reward. With a small moan, she spread her legs wide and wiggled her hips, the stallion walking forward with a smirk until he was above her.

“Folks round ‘ere call me Big Macintosh. Most think it’s cos Ah’m so big. Well, that’s only half of it.” Trixie’s eyes locked on the bulge in his pants and she gave a muffled laugh, then spread her legs wider and stared up at him. “Ah see you ain’t put off. Good.”

Mac reached up one hand and placed it on her chest, pressing her against the couch as his other hands drifted between her legs. She let out a loud moan as his fingers slipped under her panties and eased their way in to her pussy, his thumb rubbing over her clit. His hand stayed still, so she began to use her body and his fingers to get the pleasure she wanted, her muffled moans filling the lounge.

She was almost there when he pulled away, reaching down to unzip his pants and finally reveal his equipment, which made Trixie’s eyes go wide. “Wait… TWI!” Her door clicked open in the following silence.

“ALREADY TAKEN CARE OF IT!”

“THANKS, DARLIN’.” Twilight’s door clicked shut again, the stallion leaning in closer to Trixie, his muzzle so close to hers. “That’s a good thing, wouldn’t wanna give you somethin’ you don’t want.” She understood what the spell was and what he meant, giving him a nod and closing her eyes with a shudder as his hands drifted over her thighs and pulled her panties down her legs, revealing her glistening marehood, then threw them over his shoulder.

Trixie moaned hungrily as his tip pressed against her lower lips, and she shifted down slightly to help him in. The girth alone was more than she had ever experienced, but that was nothing compared to the length as he continued to slip in slowly, drawing back every now and then. Trixie was a quivering wreck by the time his crotch met hers, and she glanced down to see a slight bulge in her stomach, which meant he was really deep. Setting his hands on her thighs, Mac prepared to begin, and she saw in his eyes that he was NOT going to be gentle.

She was right, as the first thrust came hard and fast, nearly pushing her over the edge right away, but Mac didn’t seem to notice or care as he got even quicker then found his pace, the strength never dropping. It was only a few minutes later when a muffled scream filled the library, Trixie’s body shuddering violently as Mac prolonged her orgasm when he didn’t stop.

She wasn’t even given time to rest before her moans started once more, but Mac suddenly stopped and pulled out. She was about to protest when he flipped her over and hugged her to his chest, then slipped in once more. This time he went deeper, Trixie’s eyes slamming closed as his massive shaft slid against her tight walls. It didn’t take long for grunts to join her moans, but still he seemed to be holding it off. The same couldn’t be said for her though.

As she gave a muffled scream from her second orgasm, Mac lifted her until only his tip was inside of her, then slammed her down over his cock. Trixie’s eyes went wide and she released another near silent scream as he brought her to her third orgasm instantly, reaching his own at the same time. His cock throbbed violently against Trixie’s walls, the mare whimpering as she felt his seed release. The pressure inside kept building until Trixie moved up his shaft a little, and she felt him still pulsing even as he pulled out of her.

Mac gently eased Trixie down to the couch, where she lay on her front making small noises as he continued to release, spraying across her back and staining her dress, his cum dripping out of her pussy. From where she rested it was easy to watch as Mac moved to the stairs and grabbed towel that was waiting on the banisters. Then she rolled over to sit down once he was out of view. She felt like she had eaten a five course meal, and was only slightly surprised to see her stomach was still bulging even after he had slipped out.

Maybe next time she got rewarded, she could give him some oral attention, as the thought of swallowing that much cum was very appealing to Trixie. She would have sought out Twilight, but she would more than likely make a mess if she got up, so she just sat there, waiting for her mistress to appear and let her free.

Author's Note

So, there's her reward. Pretty big one, eh?

Also, yes. RariJack. Will we see some of them?

...maybe.