Trixie stole my heart (and replaced something else)
An aftershow with a renowned showmare, that’s all I had expected to get tonight after seeing her traveling act. Celestia, did things not go like I thought they would… though… I wouldn’t say I didn’t enjoy my strange encounter with her. But I suppose telling outright would spoil the fun, after all, what’s an ending without a story? So, it all started when she rolled her wagon into town…
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“Come one, come all, come see the Grrreat and Powerful Trrrixie perform magic the likes of which have never been seen by pony eyes!” a voice reverberated into the distance, the azure mare herself needing to say nary a thing as her wagon played out its message. Onlookers watched as she strode into town wearing a purple star speckled cape and pointed cap, haughtily grinning as she made her way to the center of town. Those who saw her come in had followed her there, already curious as to just what kind of magic she boasted.
I personally found myself eager to see a bit of entertainment, as the town usually lacked much of a flair, making visitors all the more welcome in my book. I was a bit early, really at least it seemed so, from the lack of setup and small crowd. Ponies murmured to themselves, some simply greeting each other while others speculated and a few others gossiped, “I heard she was in Ponyville a few times in the past, you know, where the Elements of Harmony live,” I overheard not too far from me. “No kidding, I heard she made quite a mess over here, some time ago.” I thought to myself what I had heard about ‘Trixie’ myself, remember hearing about some amulet and a showdown between her and one of the Elements of Harmony, but from what I heard, all that was just bad magic and everything turned out alright for both parties.
A fanfare soon started up and the wagon began unfolding, “Thank you, one and all for coming,” a mare’s voice said a flurry of fireworks began, “to see the Great and Powerful Trixie’s magnificent magic show!”. As the stage finished opening up lights and sounds near poured from it, fireworks forming her name overheard as sparklers twirled. The stage itself was simple enough a showy blue curtain against the back of an ordinary wooden stage. The mare in the center however seemed anything but ordinary standing on her hind legs smiling ear to ear as the crowd all but erupted in cheers when she came out in a puff of smoke. Me? I was smitten, she was gorgeous, silver mane and tail curling elegantly, her coat looked so soft and smooth and her smile, she looked like she was having the time of her life, I wanted to be with her, I wanted to be hers and her mine.
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The show had lasted roughly a few hours and with a couple repeats for new arrivals as more ponies came to watch the show as it went on, though they had dispersed not long after it ended, Trixie having signed autographs for colts and fillies before packing the stage back into a wagon, “Trixie will be in town for the next three days, tell your friends!” she said before walking in.
It was now or never, I needed to talk to her. So I walked up and lightly rapped on the door. “Trixie will be with you in just a moment!” she said, the sound of a curtain closing could faintly be heard before she arrived to open the door, “Oh, good evening, are you here for an autograph?” she asked with a smile, Celestia, that smile. “N-not quite, I was hoping I could… talk with you a moment?” I asked shifting from hoof to hoof, more sheepishly than I thought.
Trixie looked around the edges of her wagon and then at me up and down before smirking, “Of course,” she said, “Trixie is always willing to talk with her fans, would you like to have a seat inside?”
“S-sure,” I answered, heading inside as she made way for me to follow behind her. The inside of her wagon seemed rather spacious, especially considering how small it looked to any passerby. To one side was a decent sized bed and a few knick knacks on shelves, flowers and wands and such, though one part was oddly covered in a small red curtain, opposite of that was the large blue curtain seen during her show, likely holding all her stage equipment and whatever else she needed. “So what was it you wanted to speak with Trixie about?” she asked me as she and I sat on the edge of her bed.
‘Oh geez,’ I thought, ‘she’s so close i could kiss her right now!’ “I was wondering if… if you had a special somepony, I- I mean! You probably get that a lot what with how pretty and talented you are…” ‘Smooth casaneighva, real smooth…’ Instead of shock, she simply giggled, “No, Trixie doesn’t really have a special somepony... but she does like to let her fans know that she feels the same way they do~” she says closing the distance between us.
I should be ecstatic, the mare I fell in love with is telling me she loves me too! But right now I was flustered as she came to kiss me, pulling both of us to lay on her bed as she lay on top of me. She eventually let up and giggled, “Trixie assumes you’ve heard at least one or two things about her, haven’t you?” she asked. “Y-yes,” I replied simply, not able to think much beyond the mare straddling me at the moment. She giggled again, rubbing herself utop me my stallionhood beginning to made itself known, “Did one of those things happen to involve a trip to Ponyville?”
All I could do was nod as she continued her assault, “Well, Trixie would like you to know that it wasn’t a complete loss, she did manage to learn one thing from it all, do you want to know what?~” I nodded fervently, hoping it would lead to her getting me off. She stopped her grinding as a veil of magic encased her horn and a few *click*ing noises could be heard as she leaned down to put her muzzle to my ear, “she learned a new trick~” she whispered and started to grind again, though this time I instantly began moaning as new feelings surged into my loins.
Looking down I could see a cock, my cock, on Trixie as she kept up her pace, “”Wha- what did you-” I stuttered, in a state of pleasure I’d never known before. “Trixie simply is showing she feels the same way you do~” she replied as she teased her tip at what I now know was her own snatch before plunging herself in, impaling my pussy on her cock. “Mmm, you certainly are a big stallion, Trixie hasn’t felt herself being this tight in a long time,” she complimented as she thrust herself into me, my own balls slapping against my flank.
I was at a loss for words, I was being fucked, a stallion being fucked in the marehood by a mare with a stallionhood. It was so weird, so alien, so amazing. All I could do was hold onto her and moan as she rutted me, filling every inch of me with her cock. And before I knew it, she was cumming, she had filled my pussy with as much cum as she could manage before pulling out and letting the last few spurts land across my muzzle.
“Well, that was fun,” she said as her stream of cum died down. “remember, Trixie’s here for the next few days.” she continued as her horn glowed again another click heard as she brought my disembodied cock into view, “if you want to go again, don’t be afraid to drop by.” She then opened the small red curtain from earlier, revealing that I wasn’t the first she’d done this with, 5 other stallionhoods were lined up like trophies with an image below each, a pair of scissors, a snail, a hoof held fan, a red apple, and a lightning bolt with blue cloudy arches, mine was placed next to the last with an image of my own cutie mark below it.
“Trixie thinks it’s time we parted for tonight,” she said, closing the curtain and lowering her lit horn to my face before everything became a blur. Next thing I knew, I woke up in my own bed. “Wow… what a crazy dream…” I said to nobody in particular, stretching before going about my morning routine until it came time to relieve myself. “Oh…” was all I could utter as I looked down at my very own set of mare bits, “that… wasn’t a dream…”
Author's Note
The stallion is intentionally left unidentified to let people put their own interpretation/character.
If anyone wants to they should make their own pieces for Trixie's dick stealing/pussy giving escapades!
Trixie stole my heart (and replaced something else)
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.