The Game

I'd like to formally apologize for being such a bellend in regards to the Trixie chapter. I hope the the new revisions are to your liking.
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I woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated after literally founding Equestria. I actually felt excited about banging Luna this time around, even if it was starting to get repetitive. However, I didn’t see her sleeping on my bed. I went downstairs to the living room.

I hope that literally fucking with history didn’t erase Princess Luna.

My apprehensions were dispelled, as I found Luna, sleeping on the couch with a partially melted tub of chocolate ice cream with a spoon in it on the floor. I quietly took the carton and placed it back in the freezer. I then walked back to the snoozing Luna. I could hardly contain myself with how cute she looked with her right arm and leg draped over the side.

You know what, if she wants to wake me for a fuck, I’ll give her the same courtesy.

I slowly place my finger into her vagina. Her body reacts to it, but she still sleeps. I then place her clit in between my index finger and thumb and roll it around, massaging her button like one would roll a small piece of clay.

My massaging seemed to do the trick, as she awoke pleasurably and continued to moan. With one hand pleasuring her, I slid my boxers off with the other. I then climbed on top of her and replaced my fingers with my erect cock. With my couch as fucked up as it was with all of the fluids that had gotten on it, I figured boning her on the couch wouldn’t matter at this point.
Within a few minutes, we came together.

“Good morning,” she cooed as I slid out of her. “How many more do you got?”

“If I’m really lucky,” I answered, putting my boxers back on, “I may have two to three more turns.”

Luna gasped. I could already tell what that meant. Her supply of sex was going to come to an end if I won this game. I had to ensure her it wouldn’t.

“Listen, Luna,” I said gently, “I won’t leave this game without making you happy. In one way or another, I’ll make sure at least you come out alright.”

Luna was gently crying now.

“Okay,” she whispered. “I believe in you. Go.”

I patted her back once before heading back to my room.

I found the game on the floor where I had left it. I picked up the dice and rolled. Twelve.

Fuck yeah! That’s what I’m talking about.

I watched the piece move to it’s space as the text appeared.

Her sex will make you tipsy. Bow to the Great and Powerful Trixie.

Interesting.

I was then sucked into the board, wondering what I'd do to this character.
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I woke up in Ponyville. What struck me as strange was that it looked quite deserted. There was nary a pony in sight. However that changed when I saw a group of ponies flocking towards the town hall.

I see.

I followed them to attend what I would assume was Trixie’s show.

Sure enough, there was a crowd of ponies gathered around a small yellow cart with a red roof. This was the pony I was set to screw, so I forced my way to the front of the crowd. Then, her annoying god damned voice sounded through an intercom.
“Come one,” she began, “come all!”

Oh trust me. There will be a lot of cumming. Her stage began to unfold from the cart along with her tack designs.

“Come and witness the amazing magic of Great and Powerful Trixie!”

In a puff of blue smoke, there she was. I've never really liked Trixie as a character, mainly for her narcissism and arrogance, but as a pony, I would rut her all day and night. Either way, I felt Cadance's spell work its magic on me, and I was beginning to start to become attracted to her in both mind and body. But hell if I'm not going to screw around with her first like I've always dreamed. Plus, I felt like the best Trixie would be a hot and bothered Trixie.

“Watch in awe,” she theatrically demanded, “as the Great and Powerful Trixie performs the most spectacular feats of magic ever witnessed by pony eyes!” She stood of her back hooves as a barrage of magical fireworks and flames shot around the stage.

“Most spectacular magic, huh?” I heckled. “Then perform the spell that makes us give a shit.” Ponies around me snickered. Trixie was most shocked by how quickly the crowd turned on her. She would not let me win.

Hook, line, and sinker.

“Well, well, well,” she scolded, “it seems we have some NEIGH-sayers in the audience!”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” I laughed. “It’s funny because you’re a donkey! And that’s the sound donkeys make, right?” The crowd found it harder to control their laughter.

“You simpleton!” she yelled at me. The amount of fucks I couldn’t give as she tried to bash me was astronomically low. “I am a pony. If you want to know how a donkey sounds like, this is what a donkey sounds like.” She began bucking her back legs while braying loudly.

It was impossible for the audience, including and especially myself, to contain our laughter at this point.

“She’s…” I wheezed, hardly being able to talk through my laughter. “She’s making an ass of herself. Stop me, I’m on a roll!” The laughing continued.

Trixie was beyond pissed at this point. She used her magic to launch another firework in the air. However, this one exploded with a bang unlike any I’ve ever heard. Our laughing ceased immediately as we darted our attention back to Trixie.

“To think that there would be ANYPONY so ignorant as to challenge the magical ability of the Great and Powerful Trixie! Does he not know that he’s in the presence of the most magical unicorn in all of Equestria?”

“Still waiting for that ‘Making-Me-Give-A-Shit’ spell!” I taunted.

“Well, would thou, as thou put it, give a shit if the Great and Powerful Trixie told you that she defeated the dreaded Ursa Major?”

“Pics, or it didn’t happen.”

“You still don’t believe me? Well then, I hereby challenge you, Ponyvillians: anything you can do, I can do better. Any takers? Anyone? Or is Trixie destined to be the greatest equine who has ever lived!?”

“It’s on, puta!”

Trixie turned to find me on her stage, buck naked, my manhood hung low, and my boxers on the stage. Trixie was ready.

“What, dare I say is your challenge? If it’s trying to be smarter than the average cow pie, than Trixie has already beaten you to it.

“First to cum is done.”

“Pardon me?”

“You heard me. The first one to cum in an act of sexual intercourse loses. We'll each take four ten-second turns trying to seduce each other. Then, we rut. The last one to blow their load will be the victor."

“Sexual intercourse? Surely, this isn’t a safe act for the foals to watch.”

“Whatever, I’ve already fucked three of them.”

Trixie was about to protest, but she was stopped by the crowd chanting, “Cum! Cum! Cum!” until finally…

“Very well. Trixie is going to make you cream, and then you will be at my mercy.”

Blah, blah, blah.

"Ladies first," Trixie said, approaching me.

"Oh, well I guess I'm first," I joked, getting some laughter from the audience.

"No," demanded Trixie. "Trixie was referring to herself, you brute."

"Have at it."

She began with causing her horn to glow. Touching her horn to my penis, she began to stroke it. The magical warmth emanating from her horn was starting to get me hard.

Man, she's going for broke.

"Time's up." I said, pointing to the clock tower.

She pulled her horn away. I crouched down to my knees and went towards her pussy.

"You know," I told her, "I think this is going to do you a lot of good."

I placed my thumb and index finger in her pussy and spread them apart, forcing her lips to open up as I stretched them out wide.

Damn, she's tight.

Trixie moaned as her vagina was spread, but she was able to relieve her self when I stopped, my turn being over.

"On your back!" she demanded.

I did as I was told, my half-hard penis barely in the air. Trixie began to give me a blowjob, coating my sex with her spit, and then sucking it back in. Rinse, wash, repeat. With as angry as she was at me for making a fool of her, she was sucking me off hard.

Our sex is going to be fine as hell.

When her turn was over, my penis was fully erect now from her sucking.

"You're not the only one who's good with their tongue," I whispered.

I shoved my face into Trixie's ass, my tongue fully placed inside her vagina. It was partially a struggle to get inside seeing as how tight she was, but with my saliva and my muscle, I was able to loosen Trixie up for later.

Trixie wasted no time for her third and penultimate turn. She gave me another blowjob, but it was quite different. Instead, she placed her teeth on my head and lightly grounded on it. The feeling was definitely undeniable. It was all in my power to keep from blasting off. But my relief was given when it came to my turn.

I turned Trixie around and began tonguing her clit hard. Trixie yelped as pleasure washed over her body like a wave. Before my time was up, I gave her button a little nibble, flustering her even more.

Trixie's mane and tail were messy, much like Twilight's was in Lesson Zero. At this point, it seemed that Trixie wasn't even in the mood to beat me. She just wanted to have some wicked sex. And from the way she was giving it, she seemed deprived, like this was the first time she had it in years.

Trixie then went in for the ultimate finale. Using her magic, she picked me up and placed her horn inside my asshole. She then began to jerk me off with more magic.

Damn, you're good.

This was it. I could not blow my load there. She shoved her horn in me and jerked me off hard and fast as she could. But thankfully, I was safe again from creaming and losing.

I then did what I could consider my ultimate move. I began to pinch Trixie's clit with one hand and rubbed her breasts with the other. She seemed to be enjoying herself way too much given the fact that she was smiling and moaning like she was being given the world's best massage.

Oh yeah.

That's when I remembered Trixie's fatal flaw: she went first. Having this time with Trixie, I had ten seconds to calm myself for the rutting session, but Trixie was going to have my cock in her immediately after I was playing with her. The time came.

I took my penis and slipped it into her vagina. It was at this point that the crowd began to cheer. It felt almost like that one scene from Crank, and it was awesome. With our organs played with as much as they were, we were fully comfortable with me inside her.

I never would have expected it, but Trixie was a better lay than I thought. However, all good things must end to a cum, or something like that.

As predicted, my extra ten seconds with Trixie was the driving force in my victory. She came all over my manhood with me following up with a gush of my seed inside her seconds after. With sex as crazy as that, I was surprised she was still standing on her own four hooves when I pulled myself out of her.

I guess the way to any mare's heart is passionate fucking.

"That was great," she said to me. "Maybe after the show, you and I can have a little 'after-party,' if you catch my drift."

"Sorry," I answered. "I have to do my disappearing act."

I knelt behind her and shoved my face into her sex. And just like that, I was sucked into her and was brought back to my room. Unless I had to deal with the Flim-Flam brothers or the Diamond Dogs (knock on wood), I was happy to be finished with the villains.