Trixie stole my heart (and replaced something else)

by IHaveNoIdea312

Chapter 2

Previous Chapter

I had spent that bit of the morning looking at my new sex ‘Am I a mare now?’ I asked myself ‘I mean, I’m still a stallion everywhere else’. Giving my puffy lips a poke, I shivered from the still odd feeling from my spot on the floor, “That’s going to take some getting use to,” I said aloud as I watched my clit wink against the cold bathroom tile. “Should I…” I asked myself as I cautiously placed my hoof over my pussy and slowly rubbed along it, accidentally rubbing my nub in the process making me squeak from pleasure. “That’s way too sensitive…” I told myself, pulling my hoof away to find I had already began leaking my juices onto my hoof.

I brought the hoof to my muzzle and gave it a whiff ‘definitely smells like a mare,’ I thought to myself. Curiosity getting the better of me, I brought the hoof to my mouth and gave it a lick. It tasted a bit salty and tangy oddly enough, though I didn’t attempt it again in favor of cleaning up, thinking back to last night as I did. ‘So she apparently goes around stealing cocks and giving stallions vaginas. Not exactly a typical magician, that mare’ I thought as I was about to go out the door to see her again about this.

Just as I reached the door, a thought occurred to me ‘What if someone sees me like this? I’d be ridiculed, and if not that, hit on…’. “...I’m going to need some pants,” I said, rushing back up to the bedroom. Looking through my fairly sparse wardrobe, I found an old pair of grey sweat pants, they may not have been the most comfortable thing in the world, but it was all I really had to cover my backside. Slipping them on revealed another problem, however, the baggy material was so loose that every so often, it would graze my lips, “Celestia damn it,” I said after a shiver went through my spine, looking around for anything I could use to prevent it from happening again.

Slipping the pants off again, I headed back to the washroom and opened the cabinet beneath the sink, frantically going through items until I found what I was looking for; a medical kit. Opening it up, I took the gauze bandage and began wrapping it around my sex and waist. ‘I feel ridiculous…’ I thought to myself, as I went to put the sweats back on, making sure that nothing moved out of place.

“Alright, that should do it…” I said, moving around a bit to reassure myself, before trotting back to the living room. Giving one last steadying breath, I opened the door and began making my way back to where Trixie was set up.

It didn’t take long to find her, she was pretty vocal during her performances, as I suppose would be normal of anypony who’s looking to draw attention to themselves.

“For Trixie’s next trick, she will need a volunteer!” she announced, the crowd all but clamoring in an attempt to get her to choose them. I was just hoping she would be having a break soon so I can talk to her. “Trixie chooses… you! In the grey pants!” she said pointing me out from the modest crowd.

“Lucky!” I heard someone in the crowd call out as I cautiously made my way to the front of the crowd.

“No need to be shy,” Trixie said as she ushered me to the stage, “Trixie assures you her magic is completely safe and enjoyable for everyone.” I’m sure that was an inside joke she intended at me, but I didn’t let it faze me, I just wanted to get this done. “For this trick, Trixie would like you to step inside this paneled box,” she said waving to a tall open ended box with 3 segmented parts, separated at what appeared to be the head, torso and legs with a hole in the top for the muzzle and one at the middle for a hoof to be held out. I nodded, trotting up to the box and getting on my hind hooves where the doors were then closed.

“If you would please place your hoof through the middle window,” Trixie instructed, which I promptly did. “Good, now watch in awe, as Trixie separates this pony before your very eyes!” she exclaimed as her horn lit up. I could faintly hear the familiar clicking from last night behind me as I heard the sliding of wood on metal, the crowd gasping in surprise as she apparently pulled me apart, the onlookers cheering as she opened the doors, revealing I had indeed been separated, my upper body now somewhere to my right.

After taking a bow, she closed the doors and slid the piece back in place, opening the, once again whole door for me to exit, the crowd cheering for both Trixie and myself. “Take a bow, you were a part of Trixie’s show, too,” she said, lowering her head as she folded a hoof in front of herself, which I did not a moment later, a blush of, I suppose, pride, slowly creeping onto me muzzle.

After that, I went back to my little spot in the crowd, being pat on the back as I went, something I hadn’t expected to happen at all when I went out today. The rest of the show went as usual, and before long Trixie was signing autographs again for any new fans she’d gotten. Before she went to her wagon though, she came up to me, a certain smile spread across her muzzle. “Trixie see’s you came back for today’s show, but she doesn’t think that’s all you’re here for, is it?” she asked, a titter of a giggle as she finished.

“N-no, I mean, yes, I’m here about… you know… last night,” I said, still flustered between both the show, and the mare before me.

“Trixie knew you wouldn’t be able to resist.” she said, almost as if scoffing, “So, have you enjoyed your new ‘assets’ Trixie so generously gave you? Gave them a little bit of a ‘test run’?” she teased.

“I-I’m not sure, it’s… interesting?” I replied, though honestly I wasn’t sure how I felt, “I haven’t really… done anything though.”

“Would you like Trixie to make it more ‘interesting’?” she asked, eyes lidded, like she intended to seduce me. I could feel myself beginning to feel heated, my pussy reacting to… whatever she was doing.

“I dunno…” I answered, shifting back and forth in an attempt to keep myself from getting hot and bothered.

Trixie laughed, “Come to Trixie’s wagon tonight, she’ll show you what new things you can expect with what you have.~” And with that, she turned to her wagon, showing off her plot as she sashayed away. Feeling a bit on edge, I made my way back home, it was midday and I hadn’t eaten since the day before. Though, I think I might need to get something else taken care of before that.

Upon reaching my house, the first thing I did was crash onto the couch, already worn out, as I wasn’t exactly an active pony. It didn’t take long for what moisture was against my backside to start bothering me, though, causing me to start rubbing my hind hooves together in an effort to relieve the tension, but to no avail. Groaning, I went up to the bedroom and and removed my sweats, a slight dark spot on the bottom of the gauze against my pussy. “Celestia damn it,” I said under my breath before I began the process of unwinding it from myself.

When I’d finished taking it off, I saw that I’d still been a bit wet, ‘Must’ve happened during that conversation with Trixie’ I told myself as I went to go clean off. Taking a towel in hand I started to press the cloth against my entrance when I suddenly felt a shock of pleasure spiked through me, “W-what the?” I said with a shiver as I looked again at my slit. It had looked engorged, a steady small bit of juice coming from it, I couldn’t even breath across it without a shiver of sensations passing through me.

My pussy was raw, the gauze must have been too tight, and now I was left far too sensitive as I sat on the washroom floor, marehood winking at even the slightest breeze passing over it. Cautiously, I brought my hoof to it and was met with another jolt of both pain and pleasure, but I couldn’t stop, it had felt too good. Soon I was rubbing away at my slit, covering my hoof and the floor in my mare juices, muffled moans coming from my mouth as I bit down on the towel I’d intended to clean myself with in hopes of keeping any noise I made to a minimum, which would have been a lot, if what could hear now was any indication.

Before long, I had cum, my first time pleasuring myself with a pussy and it was incredible, I can’t remember if I ever had as strong an orgasm when I’d had a dick. If this was what just a hoof felt like when I was raw, what else could I get to make it even better?


Author's Note

Most likely going to make another chapter if anyone cares enough, I have a fairly good idea of what I intend to do, but of course, that depends on if people want it.