Appeal

by Idiotcornball

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Twilight Sparkle, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Trixie, Sex
Length: 4178

Trixie goes to Twilight for help with a spell that will improve her... appeal to her fans.

The Great and Powerful Trixie has been having some difficulty getting an audience worthy of her greatness and power. Fortunately, she has a plan that is sure to put plenty of butts in the seats.

Unfortunately, she requires Twilight's help to make sure the spell goes off without a hitch.

Thanks to CaptainBron3y, this fic now has a (not so) dramatic reading.

Published 2015-05-31 16:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-31 16:20:02 UTC

Appeal

"Ahh, a day off!" Twilight sat at her desk. Today the library was closed, Spike was out, and no one was going to bother her. This was her vacation day and she wasn't about to let anyone get between her and her books. That was the plan anyway. She was about to curl up with one of her tomes for a nice study in magical history when she was interrupted by a knock on the door. Or rather several knocks.

BANG BANG BANG

"Oh come on," she groaned. "I told everyone that they weren't supposed to bother me today. Who on earth would-"

"The Great and Powerful Trixie demands, er, requests that you open the door!"

Twilight bit her lip, resisting the urge to shout "No one's home!" Trixie wasn't quite that dumb.

Trixie continued to knock.

"Trixie knows that you are in there!" She continued to knock. "Trixie did not come all the way from Manehattan to wait on your doorstep."

Twilight briefly considered climbing into bed and hiding her head under her pillow.

"Trixie has all day, you know. The sooner you answer the door, the sooner Trixie will leave you alone."

"Okay, fine!" Twilight stomped to the door and threw it open. "Fine, I'm here! What do you want?"

Trixie stormed past her into the library without a word.

"I said, 'What do you want?'" Twilight repeated. Her eye twitched.

"Shh!" Trixie closed the door and locked it, then scurried over to the window and closed the drapes. "The Great and Powerful Trixie..." she said in a low voice, "...requires your" —her voice was thick with reluctance— "assistance."

"Assistance?" Twilight felt her curiously get piqued. "Assistance with what?"

Trixie wrinkled her nose. "A spell, of course."

Twilight's eyes lit up. "You need help with the magic for your show?"

Trixie snorted. "Not in the slightest. Trixie's show is exactly as she wants it! She has spent hours upon hours perfecting it!" She crossed her arms and glowered. "However, she has had some... difficulty in finding an audience. Trixie's show would surely be a hit if she could only get people to attend it!"

"So you've been having trouble getting people to come to your shows?" Twilight stroked her chin.

"Yes. Attendance at Trixie's shows is clearly not what it should be!" She stomped her foot. "Trixie demands an audience that is as Great and Powerful as she is!"

"So what, you want me to brainwash people into seeing your show? Not going to happen."

"As if the Repentant and Reformed Trixie would need to stoop to such depths!" she snapped. "Trixie has no need of brainwashing. No, Trixie has studied her situation and found that there is only a single thing standing between Trixie and her audience. That is what Trixie requires help with!"

Twilight raised an eyebrow. "And that is?"

"Sex appeal!"

Twilight just stared at her. "Sex appeal," she repeated.

"Yes. The Great and Powerful Trixie needs to add an element of allure to her performance!"

"If that's what you want, you should go see Rarity," Twilight said. "I'm sure she could come up with a nice, alluring costume for you."

"That is not the kind of allure Trixie wants!" Trixie grumbled. "If Trixie wanted that sort of attention, Trixie would simply perform in her underwear! But no, Trixie must be more subtly sensual."

"As if you know anything about subtlety," Twilight mumbled. "What do you want my help with? Just spit it out so I can get back to my books."

"Trixie needs your help... with this!" Trixie grabbed the edges of her shirt and ripped it open, revealing her bare chest.

Twilight stared for a moment, dumbfounded. Then she covered her eyes and spun around. "What are you doing!? Put your shirt back on!"

"Stop that!" Trixie put her hands on her hips. "You will look at Trixie's chest right this instant!"

"F-fine!" Twilight reluctantly turned around and opened her eyes.

"Can you see Trixie's problem now?" Trixie said. She was blushing slightly. And Twilight could see why. The magician's breasts were barely large enough to even qualify as breasts, as if they had just given up on developing midway through puberty. "Trixie is only an A-cup! How is Trixie supposed to play the part of the voluptuous enchantress if she is a pancake?"

"Uh." Twilight blinked a few times. "Um. Maybe you could get one of those push-up bra things? I'm sure that Rarity-"

"Trixie has tried that," she interrupted. "It is uncomfortable and does not result in a sufficiently voluptuous bosom!"

"Maybe you could stuff it?"

"Trixie is turning over a new leaf, and does not wish to deceive her audience, remember? Besides, a stuffed bra does not have the same natural bounciness and sway of natural breasts. Trixie's breasts must be perfect! Once this... shortcoming in Trixie's image is remedied, her show will be the most popular in Equestria!"

"So you came all the way out here so I could cast a spell to give you bigger boobs?" Twilight shook her head. "Seriously? Couldn't you just look it up yourself?"

"Trixie knows every kind of magic! Except for this one. But only because body modification magic is tightly regulated and Trixie could not get ahold of the proper spellbooks."

"And the Alicorn Amulent?"

"Trixie is turning over a new leaf, remember?" she said. "Besides, Trixie knows that you are skilled in magic, and Trixie's breasts must be nothing short of perfect."

"Oh, so that's it." Twilight smirked and rolled her eyes. "You're afraid that you'll screw the spell up, so you want me to do it."

"N-no." Trixie looked away. "Will you help Trixie or not? Trixie will reimburse you."

Twilight glared at her. The fact that her day off had been intruded on didn't make her inclined to help. Then again, she had been planning to brush up on her bodily modification spells, and it wasn't every day that a willing test subject walked into her library. On the other hand, the test subject was Trixie. On the other hand, if Trixie was going to pay her...

"Okay, fine, I'll help you," Twilight said. "On two conditions. First, you don't tell anyone about this. I don't need half the town bursting in here to get enlargements."

"Of course! No one can know of Trixie's... difficulties. Trixie would never let anyone know!"

"And the second condition is that you have to knock off all this 'referring to yourself in the third person' nonsense. It's really getting annoying. Use pronouns like a normal person."

"Very well," Trixie grumbled. "Tri-, I suppose I can speak normally for a while."

"Good." Twilight nodded and strode over to one of her bookcases. "Now then, let me just look up the book with the proper spells in it. I haven't cast this particular sort of spell in quite a long time. Not since I was a teenager. I'm sure you experimented with this sort of thing back in high school, right? Pretty much everybody who knows magic tries it at least once."

"I most certainly did not!" Trixie snapped indignantly. "So, this spell... will it hurt?"

"Nah. Pretty much all body modification spells have failsafes built in. I can pretty much guarantee it isn't going to be painful." She emerged, holding a tome. "Of course, you realize that there's a lot of variation built into the spell, so it may take a few tries to get the, er, result that you want. There are a lot of different parameters that must be entered into the spell, you know."

"Very well. As long as I leave more voluptuous than when I came."

"Okay then, why don't you just take a seat right there?" She nodded at one of her chairs. "Let's see, how big do you want them?"

Trixie thought for a moment. "Hmmm. D-cups. Suitably large, but not so much that they will distract from my actual show."

"What about shape? You want them to be on the pointier side, or more round?"

"Round. Still perky of course."

"Alright then." Twilight put the book on the table and began to summon her magic. "One pair of enhanced breasts, coming right up!" She summed a ball of magic into her palm and thrust it towards Trixie. There was a burst of light and Trixie gasped.

"Huh," Twilight said. "That's not quite was I was trying to do."

Trixie looked down at her chest. Her breasts, or at least 90% of them, were unchanged. The nipples, however, were very different. Now they were large, puffy, and stuck out from her chest. "What the hell did you do to my nipples!" Trixie said sharply. "You were supposed to increase my whole chest, not just the nipples!"

"Calm down!" Twilight shook her head. "Like I said, there are a lot of variables in the spell. I guess I just increased the wrong ones. It shouldn't be a difficult fix. I'll just shrink them back to normal." She snapped her fingers and there was a flash of purple light. She blinked a few times to get the floating dots out of her eyes, and then surveyed her work. "Oops. Well, it's a step in the right direction."

Trixie sniffed derisively. Her nipples were no longer puffy, but apparently the process of flattening them had turned them into pancakes. They were nearly twice as big around as they had been. "Again, you were supposed to make my breasts big, not just my nipples. I look like I have two slices of salami on my chest."

"Yeah, I think the puffy nipples were a bit better," Twilight said with a grimace. "Okay, let's shrink those." She studied the book for a moment before trying again.

"...I am beginning to think I should've gone elsewhere for help," Trixie grumbled. "I wasn't exactly bosomy when I came in here, but now I'm even flatter!"

"Listen, I told you that it was going to take a few tries to get everything right." She tried to keep herself from giggling. Trixie's nipples were back to normal, but what little boobage she had was totally gone. Twilight had seen men with larger chests. "Just think of it as... giving us a blank slate to work with."

"I suppose I must," Trixie muttered. "At the very least I would like to at least recover my A-cup. It was not much, but it was better than having no chest at all."

"You have a chest, it's just... flat," Twilight answered. "Just be patient."

"Fine. Just give me some real breasts."

"Alright, here we go!" There was yet another flash of light.

"Now you are just messing with Trixie!"

Twilight bit her lip to keep from laughing. The spell had worked perfectly well this time... on Trixie's right breast. It was smooth, round, perfectly shaped and sized, large while still remaining perky. Unfortunately, the same couldn't be said for the other boob, which remained exactly the same: nonexistent.

"No worries, you're just a bit lopsided. I just need to make sure gets both breasts, that's all. Let's try this again." Before Trixie could answer, Twilight had cast the spell again. This time, it successfully affected both tits. Her left one was now just as perfect as the right one had been moments earlier. The right one was now twice as large as the left.

"I thought you were supposed to be the best at magic," Trixie grumbled.

"I am!" Twilight glowered at her. "I've just never used this particular variant of the spell before. Normally I'd practice the spell before trying to actually use it on someone. If you really don't think I'm any good at this, why don't you just do it yourself?"

Trixie's eye twitched for a moment, then she sighed. "Fine. Just give me my other tit back. I like having two of them."

"You and me both," Twilight mumbled. "Seriously, you wouldn't think that making a pair of tits bigger would be that hard." She cast the spell again.

Trixie groaned. "Well..." Her tone was polite, and incredibly forced. "It is a step in the right direction, I suppose. But I would prefer that my breasts match. How am I to get proper cleavage when the shapes are completely different! Look!" She grabbed her right boob and squeezed it. "It is so round that it looks like I have a balloon stuck on my chest! It's not perky at all! And this one-" She grabbed her other boob. "It has all perk and no roundness at all. It looks like a banana!"

"I see," Twilight bit her lip and tried not to laugh. Trixie's right breast was indeed rather balloon-like, almost perfectly spherical and seemingly unaffected by gravity. The other was a bit more shapely, but it jutted out from her chest, and was so perky that it looked downright pointy. "They are a bit... uneven. Let me see if I can make them match." She snapped her fingers. Trixie's chest glowed for a moment as it adjusted itself. "Well..." Twilight said, as the glow subsided. "At least now they match."

"Trixie cannot perform like this! Trixie—" She paused and noted Twilight giving her the stinkeye. "I will look like I stuffed two cantaloupes down the front of my dress! Look at them! I want my breasts to be nice and round, but these just will not do. They just look... unnatural."

"They do lack the normal weight of a good pair of breasts. I'm pretty sure they aren't supposed to stick straight out like that."

"No shit," Trixie grumbled. "Fix them!"

"Okay, a little bit more weight, then." She held up the book and examined the page. "Okay, how about this?"

Zap

Trixie looked down and then made a wordless, yet exceptionally discontented sound. It reminded Twilight of the sound a cat being thrown in a bathtub.

"And that's too much weight..." she murmured. Trixie's breasts now hung all the way down to her belly button.

"THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!" Trixie shrieked. "The Great and Powerful Trixie cannot perform with old lady tits!" Her head was red as a tomato, and it looked like she was in danger of exploding. Twilight could almost see the steam hissing out of her ears.

"Um, I'm sorry about that. Just a second." She began to flip through the spellbook. "I just need to-"

"No," Trixie said flatly.

"No?" Twilight looked up. "But how else are you going to fix your-"

"Trixie will fix her own tits!" She snatched the book out of Twilight's hands. "You've messed up my rack badly enough! I obviously can't trust you to do it."

Twilight's eye twitched at the insult to her magic, but she just folded her arms and snorted derisively. "Fine, but I am not taking any responsibility for what happens to you."

"It cannot possibly be worse than what you've already put me through!" Trixie snapped. She held up her hand and began to gather the required magical energy. "I refuse to allow my tits to sag like this!"

Twilight braced herself as the spell went off. Trixie being Trixie, the typical magic glow was supplemented by a pyrotechnic blast and a large poof of colored smoke. Trixie cackled dramatically as the smoke dissipated. She stood with her hands on her hips, glaring haughtily at Twilight.

"My breasts are not sagging now, are they?"

Twilight snorted. "N...no," she mumbled, barely able to get the word out without laughing. Then she gave up and burst into giggles.

"Why are you laughing at Trixie!?" Trixie demanded.

"Why don't you just turn your head a bit?"

"Huh?" Trixie did. "Oh."

She was right that her breasts were no longer dangling. In fact, they were doing the exact opposite. Their size and shape hadn't changed at all, but now instead of hanging down to her waist they were pointing nearly straight up, as though a large balloon had been tied to each nipple. They were just big enough that they just reached past the top of her head. As she turned her head, she found her nose buried in her left boob.

"I'm going to go out on a limb here and guess that that's not exactly what you were trying to do," Twilight said.

"Of course not!" She spun to face Twilight, her boobs wobbling. "What happened? My breasts are not supposed to be floating like this!"

Twilight suppressed her laughter long enough to examine Trixie's boobs for a few moments. "Well, it looks like the 'anti-droopiness' spell that you used did so by simply reducing the effects of gravity in an area localized to your chest. Which would reduce sagging, only you appear to have overdone it a little. Or a lot."

"Very well, I suppose I will have to undo the spell." Trixie waved her hands and her boobs dropped out of the air. They landed over her shoulders, slapping against her back. "I did not put that much energy into the spell; why did it do that?"

"It's also possible that your spell interfered with all of the enchantments you already had on your chest. If you want, I could just remove them all. It would return your breasts to the way they were before we started using magic on them."

"Fine. Put Trixie's tits back the way they were, and then Trixie will enchant them herself."

Twilight gave Trixie a look.

"Put my chest back like it was, and I will fix them."

"Alright, if you insist," Twilight said. She snapped her fingers. Trixie's chest flashed, and her breasts were small again.

"Good, good." Trixie took the book and began to leaf through. "Ah! This spell should do it! I don't know why you didn't use this spell in the first place. It appears to do everything that I wanted."

"I saw that one, but it's... complicated. There's a lot more potential for it to go wrong."

Trixie snorted. "Please. After everything you put my boobs through, I'm sure it can't go too badly." Her hand began to glow as she summoned up the magic for it. "Behold Trixie's new, magnificent breasts!"

The spell went off with Trixie's typical sensationalism. The magic was accompanied by a burst of light and an enormous puff of blue smoke. As the smoke began to clear, Twilight got a look at Trixie's new chest. She couldn't help but agree that they were, in fact, magnificent. Unfortunately, rather than replacing Trixie's original, small breasts, they had appeared beneath them, halfway between Trixie's nipples and her belly button.

"Um, I might not be an expert on biology," Twilight said, "but I'm pretty sure you're only supposed to have two of those."

"It- It is a minor misstep!" Trixie stuttered. "Look, there is another spell right here for removing such things. Fixing this shall be no problem at all."

"Trixie, you have to examine the possible side effects before you-"

It was to late, Trixie had already cast the spell. It was half-successful. On one hand, it had removed one pair of breasts without difficulty. On the other hand, the remaining pair still protruded from her midsection rather than her chest. She looked down at herself.

"I meant to do that," she said.

"Sure you did."

"It is a step in the right direction!" Trixie said indignantly. "Now I just have to move my new breasts to where the old ones were!"

Twilight rolled her eyes. "Good luck."

"I do not need any luck." Trixie snapped her fingers. "Not when I have my magnificent power!"

She's going to set off the smoke detector at this rate, Twilight thought as Trixie set off another spell, complete with smoke bomb.

"And I see you don't have any sense of direction," Twilight said. She didn't even have the energy left to laugh at Trixie's misfortune. In fact, it was a little bit sad. Trixie's boobs were now located on either side of her belly button. "I'm guessing you meant to move them in the other direction.

"As if you've never botched a spell before!" Trixie said sourly. "Let's try this again."

She did. Before the smoke cleared, she spoke again. "Not a word, Twilight."

Trixie's boobs had indeed moved upward. In fact, they had overachieved in that regard and sat on her shoulders like a pair of exceptionally bulbous parrots with a nipples instead of a beaks.

Twilight stared in morbid fascination, half at the bizarre biological modifications that Trixie's body had undergone to accommodate her tits, and half at the unique brand of utter frustration that Trixie was unsuccessfully trying to express in a series of odd grumbling noises.

"I warned you that this might happen if you weren't careful," Twilight said, not without a hint of smugness. "You sure you don't want me to try again?"

"No. Trixie will fix this herself!" She held the book up to her face, hiding the shoulder-tits behind it. "Ah, this spell should do it!"

"Are you sure?" Twilight asked. "I'd hate for you to end up with butt-boobs or something." She paused. "Actually, that might be quite entertaining."

"Trixie will not have have butt-boobs. My boobs will be on my chest where they belong. Like so!"

Twilight shielded her eyes from yet another melodramatic magic flash. She didn't know what she'd expect to see this time, but she knew that it certainly wouldn't be what Trixie wanted. She was not disappointed. Trixie's breasts were now nowhere to be found.

"W-what happened?" Trixie pawed at her chest, which was completely devoid of anything resembling tits.

"I...I'm not sure..." Twilight mumbled. She had known that Trixie would inevitably botch the spell somehow, but she couldn't think of any way that it could remove them entirely. Either something weird was going on, or Trixie had completely broken her magic. "That shouldn't be possible."

"This is ridiculous! Why does breast magic have to be so complicated? Where did Trixie's tits go!?" She spun around and hurled the book at the wall.

Twilight stared. Under normal circumstances, she would've been appalled by the blatant disregard that Trixie had shown to the book, but in this specific circumstance she was too distracted. In particularly, she was distracted by the fact that Trixie's tits were now at the proper level on her body. Unfortunately, they were on the wrong side of Trixie's torso.

"Oh," Twilight squeaked. "That explains it."

Trixie froze, then slowly straightened up and turned to face Twilight. She cleared her throat. "Trixie's breasts are now on her back, aren't they?"

Twilight nodded, biting her lip to keep from bursting out in laughter.

Trixie inhaled deeply. Twilight braced for the inevitable explosion, but it never came. Instead, Trixie let out a sigh like the sound of a leaky balloon.

"You know what?" she said, "Maybe Trixie will... er, maybe I will give some more consideration to your suggestion that I commission a new costume for Rarity. It would likely be a much simpler and more efficient solution to my problem."

"Yeeeeeahhhhh," Twilight said. "I suppose you want me to undo all of those spells before you go?"

"I would greatly appreciate it. I would also greatly appreciate it if you never speak of this to anyone."

"I wouldn't dream of it," Twilight said as she began to remove the spell. A few moments later Trixie's breasts were back to being small and on the proper place on her chest. "That better?"

"Yes. If nothing else, Trixie now has a much greater appreciation for her chest."

"You should," Twilight said with a wink. "To be honest, I think that your boobs are just fine. Sure, they may not be big, but they're very nicely shaped."

"Thanks," Trixie said curtly as she dressed herself. "I suppose I should thank you for your help, even though it turned out less that ideally. At the very least, I will give you a free ticket to my show next time I'm in Ponyville. I do expect you to be there, of course."

"Oh, if it's half as entertaining as today has been, I wouldn't miss it."

Trixie snorted, then smirked. "The Great and Powerful Trixie does not disappoint." She dropped a small bag of coins on the table and walked to the door. She tipped her oversized hat and striding outside.

Twilight shook her head and chuckled as the door clicked shut. "I guess I should get back to studying. I completely lost my place though. What was it that I was looking..." Her eyes stopped as she noticed the book lying on the floor where Trixie had left it. She shrugged. "I guess that's as good a place as any."

Author's Note

HEY. HEY EVERYBODY. I FINALLY MANAGED TO SHIT OUT ANOTHER STORY.

I really don't know why I thought of this, but once I got rolling I couldn't stop.

Yeah, yeah, I know, no dicks, I'll get back to that eventually. I guess I could've had her accidentally turn her breasts into dicks or something shit why didn't I think of that earlier?