The following day, I was awoken by a sucking sound. “Pinkie…you’re just way too good at this now.” I heard a snort before something that sounded like,

“Gee, thanks Earth!”

I let her finish, and thanked her. I cleaned her and myself up and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before heading on my way to the Crossroads. I practiced up charging my magic on the way there. When I got there, I simply sat down and waited. I knew she would show up eventually. I eventually passed out, and was awoken by a hoof to the face.

“Wake up, sleepy head.”

“Waah…Trixie you…”

“You've got a lot to answer for, Earth.”

“Like what?” I asked her, rubbing my new wound.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie has been watching you ever since that fiasco with Princess Celestia and those twelve guards. You’re sickening. I would be doing Equestria a favor by vaporizing you into dust.”

“Really? Even after I defeated Discord and you would be willing to kill one of Equestria’s greatest heroes?” I challenged her.

“You? You are not a hero. Do you know what you are? You’re a human. You don’t belong here. You never did. Trixie did you a favor."

“How do you...”

“Hah, you honestly thought that Trixie didn’t know what you were? You are an idiot. The Great and Powerful Trixie brought you here. I know what you are, what you did before you came here, Trixie knows every detail about you. And the best part? You were picked at random. You’re just immensely lucky to be alive.”

Having enough of Trixie’s rather snarky attitude, I rose up quickly and fired a bolt directly at her face. She quickly teleported.

“Oh, puh-lease. You've only been a pony for three weeks! Do you honestly expect you can use your body better than ours?”

I answered her question directly before firing a bolt at the tree.

“Nice sho-“

The shot bounced off the tree and hit Trixie in the leg.

“-oot!! AaaaahH!!” she screamed. She fired lightning off at me and I quickly evaded, getting close to her. Sensing the change of the battle style, she prepared herself for CQC. Assuming she’d use her little leg sweep, I jumped and gave her a left hook straight to the face, which knocked her over.

“Gah!”

I got on top of her and pinned her head against the ground, making sure not to put my horn towards hers.

“P-Please…I’m sorry. Don’t kill me!”

“Who’s the idiot now? I don’t plan on killing you.”

“R-Really? Then what do you plan on doi-“

I smiled evilly and I saw her demeanor change.

“Wha-“

She felt it before she saw it.

“No…Please, anything but that! Please! Please! No…Not that!”

“Now then, will you tell me why I’m here?”

“I…can’t!”

“Oh well…hope you’re at least a little moist down there.”

“Wait, waaaaAAAiiiit!”

Trixie must’ve been a virgin, because she was tighter than Celestia, so tight, in fact, I could barely fit.

I moved my hooves to pin both her arms on the ground, and locked my legs around hers, ensuring there wasn't any way for her to move. She still struggled, and I demanded again “Why am I here?”

“Can’t…Can’t! Ohh…”

“You sure act like you don’t like it, but your face tells me otherwise.”

Trixie looked back at me, breathing heavily and with scarlet adorning her face. “You bastard…I love…No, I hate you! MMnnn…ohh”

“Just tell me.”

“NO!!! MMMMnnnnn…oh…”

“You know, I think it’d be more of a punishment to stop having sex with you than having sex with you.”

“I…please don’t stop…no, wait! Stop! No, don’t! Ahhh!”

Watching Trixie’s apparently split conscious was rather humorous to watch, but I didn't know what action to take. If I stopped, she might escape. If I kept going, though, I would just be giving her what she wants. Seeing how much she enjoyed it, though, convinced me to stop. With a great amount of effort, I pulled myself out of Trixie. She looked at me, bewildered.

“Hey! Why did you stop!?”

“I thought you didn’t like it.”

“I do…not! I do not like it! But…I mean…you’re still here and all, why not finish?”

“You’re something else Trixie. Tell you what, I’ll keep going…” Her face lit up “…If you tell me why I’m here.”

Her face turned to stone as she debated her options.

“Trixie, understand me. I just want to go home. I don’t want to be here. I want to go back home to Earth.”

Her stone face turned soft upon hearing my words.

“I’m…I’m sorry.”

“Why?”

Her face began to tear up.

“I’m sorry…”

“Could you tell me why you’re apologizing?” I asked her, tensing myself for a trap.

“For this.”

I prepared to counter, but realized she was speaking about the “I’m a pony” predicament.

“Trixie…why am I like this? Why did you do this?”

“You mean you don’t remember?”

“Remember…? What did I forget?”

What did I…forget?
Wait.
It’s…coming back.

Oh…Oh my God

Author's Note

This scene is meant to reflect Trixie's second scene, rather than the first.