Author's Note

Trixie's POV

Prologue, is Planning ahead: 1

I am Trixie Lulamoon, formerly known as Trixie, the Great and Powerful. I did not make it as well as I had been expecting and thus wasn’t faring too well.

I had been searching for trinkets, to amplify my magic and power; but Twilight Sparkle had stood me up. I ended up losing the game, even after I acquired the Alicorn Amulet.

Now I had continued the search; even if I had widened the scope, to include spells that could be of any use to me. I guess I had learned this from a certain Starlight Glimmer; she may have lost, just as I did; but she had been doing much better than me.

From my search and studies, I had managed to turn up a few items of interest. I had also learned a few tide-bits and interesting spells along the way.

What may be the most important part; is that I could challenge her in a very different game, where I need not confront her in person. What if I could be a better Princess than Twilight, maybe I could get the recognition and admiration I had been yearning for; I guess this could be a better road to travel.

There is the one, final piece; a gate to a new realm, where Humans are supposed to dwell. It had sounded interesting and promising; maybe the most interesting is that they have no magic, or power to speak of.

Not knowing exactly how many times I could freely use the gate, I had prepared as much as I could; before I stepped over the border to the Human realm. One of the more important items on my list, is a set of crystals said to carry special magical properties, just like the Element of Magic had for Sunset Shimmer, when she went to Canterlot High. Another item on the list; is the rubber dummies I had created, applying magic to specially treated latex rubber. These Dummies will allow me to trap and control the host in a limited fashion; whether it came in the form of a Human, or a Pony. Either way; both comes fully equipped with a zipper along the entire spine and a valve up front over the belly bottom.

Carrying a larger set of the Dummies would have been hard work, not to mention the risks it is involving.

I did not have all that many bits, just like I never did; after acquiring the items I had intended to use, I had run up almost everything I had; but placed the rest in food I could store in my saddle bags. From there, I had crossed the border and planned to find myself a shelter. I still do need somewhere to stay; and my old home had been destroyed in Ponyville, by the Ursa Minor; which had been a mortifying defeat. The event had after all cost me much more than just the trailer in which I lived, even if I had lost everything else I owned in the process as well.

Thankfully, I had found a home and shelter, a very kind girl asked me to stay at her home. I had been eager to accept, and thanked her as well as I could; with little to nothing to offer her in return.

Of course, as embarrassing as it may be; I chose to offer her to clean her home and prepare the meals for the two of us. I guess that was the least I could do to prove my gratefulness to her.

Later, another opportunity landed on our doorstep; and I eagerly took her suggestion for all it was worth, permitting her to try out the first of the Equine dummies I had brought with me.

I had observed her as she found the dummy. She had managed to unzip it and climbed in, without knowing I had been looking at her the entire time. Slipping out of the shadow and zipping the suit securely as she was looking the other way. Once the zipper is closed; she is the pony, with no way out.

Naturally, it is the one dummy I had left in the open; even if I never had expected her to find it, or show any interest in it in the first place. This is a leaf green Earth Pony; with a bright cyan mane and tail, in a simple style. Her cerise eyes had looked up in surprise and initial shock at me, as she realized what had just happened, and how easily I had betrayed her. Yet, the real challenge, and test is how well the created personality would hold up; if and when she was trying to break free.

She never made any attempts to get free, out of her new prison. I have no idea as to how it feels, or how she would feel; once inside of that rubber dummy. From the description, its personality should take over and supply her with the basic of what she would need as a Pony. I guess I never bothered to read much beyond that, maybe I should have.

Assuming she could hear and understand my words, I bent forwards. Bent on asking her a few simple questions.

“How do you feel?” I inquired, starting out with the first and simple question.

“Not bad, not bad at all; thank you for asking!” she responded; letting on that she was doing well and wasn’t even mad at me, for what I had just done.

“You feel this?” I continued, placing my right hand on the middle of her plump equine rump.

“Yes, but of course I do; shouldn’t I?” she responded, and twitched her tail in an equine manner.

“How about this?” I continued, kissing her lightly on the tip of her muzzle.

“Oooh!” she sighed; proving that she felt the slightest touch on her skin, as if the dummy had been her body; just as it had been intended.

“It may feel strange to be in an equine body, but otherwise; everything seems to be all right for now!” she continued, as if to answer the next question, right on cue.

The more she was engaging or challenging the suit, the deeper she would fall. With her initial reaction, the zipper had already become obscure and hard to see; while the handle is hidden under her mane.

Maybe I shouldn’t blame her? I like her, and how she was turning out. She is reacting exactly as I had hoped; even if I never had foreseen her to fall quite this fast, or easily as she had.

All things considered, I feel I owe her something. Maybe a special treat. Then, there is but the one thing I could do, right now.

“Come with me?” I proposed, and she eagerly followed me to her bed and hopped up.

“Sounds exciting!” she responded, eagerly and with a wide grin all over her short Equestrian muzzle.

Maybe I should have been grossed out, making out with a Pony; but she is looking exactly the way I used to look, before I went through the portal, even if her colours are different from what mine are.

Naturally, there is the one and obvious difference, her skin has the glistering sheen of well polished rubber, while my skin still has the mate luster. I can’t deny it, but I guess this only made it all the more exciting.

As she turned over and presented her belly, I bend forwards and kiss her on the mound, before I lick the petals of her orchid. I could feel the coarse surface of the stiff rubber I had gifted her with, only slowly coating over with the hick slippery gel indicating excitement and arousal.

“Ooooh!” she moaned in response, only falling deeper as I continued.

I continued licking her for about a minute, just enjoying the sweetness of her delicious nectar; knowing full well what it was doing to her, and eagerly enjoying it even more. I hear her moans with every stroke of my tongue along her delicate and highly sensitive petals.

“Delicious; I love the sound of your voice, as you moan for me!” I exclaimed.

“I feel an urge and know I must return the favour and pleasure!” she merely responded between the moans.

“That is something I am going to enjoy!” I responded.