The two mares stared at each from across the stage, pride and a hint of excitement in their eyes. When Trixie, the travelling magician, had announced herself as the most talented unicorn in Equestria, Rarity, the local fashionista, had just not been able to let that stand.
Be that as it may, there was one thing Rarity was proud of beyond even her success as a businessmare -- the fact that she was the pony every stallion and every mare from Ponyville to Canterlot craved. No matter how much magical power this filly, Trixie, had, she’d never be able to make herself as enticing as Rarity was.
Yet, Trixie had claimed not only that could do that, but also that she would need none of her magic at all to prove her point! That was a challenge Rarity was unable to let go unanswered.
“Darling, you cannot be serious. Boasting about your magic is one thing, but you cannot seriously believe that you know how to please another pony like I do.”
“The GRRRRRRREAT and POWERFUL TRRRRRRIXIE doesn’t just believe that! SHE KNOWS IT!”
This shout caused the audience to gasp. Many of the ponies, Rarity’s friends in particular, were getting uneasy. Hopefully these two would not get into a fight. They muttered and mused amongst each other, wondering what would happen next. Rarity silenced them with a wave of her hoof.
“Do you, now? Well then. Prove it! I’m sure any of the handsome stallions in the crowd will be more than happy to assist-”
A bout of laughter from Trixie interrupted Rarity. She approached the other unicorn with slow, trotting steps, during which her firm, toned plot swung from side to side. Rarity returned the motion in kind as she closed in to meet Trixie nose to nose.
“Trixie will not need an assistant! She will show just how good she is to you, personally!”
“And if I’m not impressed?” Rarity asked. The two mares now slowly circled each other and grew ever closer.
“Then the great and powerful Trixie will leave your backwater town. Right now, and permanently!”
“It. Is. On!” Rarity stated, stopping dead in her tracks. The two mares stepped close to one another in the middle of the stage, their faces nearly touching and their eyes filled with determination. From the crowd came several catcalls and objections from Rarity’s friends, worried that this would be a bad idea. All were ignored, however.
Then, out of nowhere, Trixie leant forward, giving Rarity a short, seductive kiss right on her lips. She retreated just as quickly as she advanced, leaving her rival hungering for more and challenging her to return the kiss in kind. It was a technique both unicorns had seen and used a hundred times before, and Rarity did all she could to stifle a yawn.
“Darling, if this is all you are capable of, you stand no chance,” she thought to herself, before leaning in for a kiss of her own. This one stuck. Their lips locked against each other, wrestling for control of the situation, each trying to press past the other. The conflict lasted for little more than a few seconds, however, before they both opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues, which played in the air between them for a moment. Just like their lips before, the two tongues fought and hugged each other, carefully testing the waters and learning each other’s taste.
Rarity’s tongue had a faint, earthy sweetness, with a slightly bitter aftertaste, like a fine, aged wine. Trixie, meanwhile had a definitely sweeter, but also slightly sour note to her taste, a strangely seductive yet also dangerous mix. Both of them, however, greatly enjoyed tasting the other, and stuck out the testing a little longer than they usually would.
In the crowd, several stallions had already grown rock-solid boners, with those that hadn’t at least sporting semis. Meanwhile several of the mares were already dripping with arousal. Most of Rarity’s friends were loudly protesting this, even Spike, who, despite his own dragon dick clearly standing at attention, attempted to stop everypony else from watching his crush in this lewd situation. The lone exception was Fluttershy, whose wings were standing at attention, firmly spread and impossible to get down. She watched the scene unfolding before her with great attention, causing her a few unnoticed, angry glares from her friends.
Rarity and Trixie finally ended their initial taste test, a drip of saliva still connecting their tongues for a moment before it broke and fell to the floor. Pleasantly surprised by her initial experience, Rarity stopped for a moment to eye Trixie, throwing her an inviting glance. Maybe this would be quite enjoyable after all?
However, Trixie immediately set upon exploiting this opportunity. Returning nothing but a mean, mischievous look to Rarity, she pressed the advantage, moving in again and pressing a kiss on the white unicorn’s lips. Again, their lips locked, and this time Trixie pushed her tongue forward, pressing it against the walls of the other’s mouth. Rarity weakly retorted, pushing out her tongue in a panic and playing with Trixie’s in an effort to satiate her, but the sheer intensity of the assault quickly overwhelmed her, leaving her tongue but a plaything in the experienced magician’s hooves.
The actual hooves of the magician, though, were now pushing down on her back. Trixie slowly forced Rarity down into a sitting position, which she slowly and hesitantly agreed to. Soon, they both sat on their plots, legs wrapped around each other and locked in a tongue-filled kiss, Trixie easily playing with Rarity.
The crowd could no longer contain itself. Most of them were now openly masturbating to the display before them, stallions stroking their cocks and mares feverishly rubbing their clits. Even the otherwise innocent Fluttershy was subconsciously rubbing her folds against the ground, unsure of just what was going on with her. Though Rainbow Dash and Applejack were still trying to stop what had already gone way too far, Pinkie Pie and Twilight were simply watching with their heads lowered, cheeks red with shame. Spike, though he had attempted to stop the proceedings along with the others earlier, was now just desperately attempting to conceal his own boner, hoping that at least Twilight would not notice.
On the stage, Trixie was now losing her patience with Rarity. Again, she pressed forward, pushing into her rival’s mouth and finally testing the sweet nectar of her saliva at its very origin. Rarity could only give a few muffled, throaty protests, but they ended up sounding more like moans. The thing that was invading her was slimy and demanding, conquering her body like it was nothing. It moved ever further spreading its filth and power wherever it went, taking what it wanted. And yet it tasted so wonderful, covered with Trixie’s juices, drooling and dripping them inside of her. The mare that usually was solely in control, usually took the lead in any intercourse, had been reduced to this magician’s fucktoy, meekly agreeing with all that was done to her, and she absolutely loved it.
Trixie’s hooves were rubbing all over Rarity. One ruffled through her mane, roughing it up and completely ruining the perfect mane-cut she spent nearly an hour creating each morning. Occasionally, Trixie would grab her by the hair, pushing her closer against her, as if she was trying to push in her tongue as deep as she could. Rarity did not mind. She had not experienced something like this in years, not since she was a young, barely-legal filly. Few ponies had ever been able to truly dominate her like this.
Trixie’s other hoof was rubbing all over Rarity’s thick, jiggly ass, massaging and caressing it like a precious treasure. Occasionally, she would go even further, running it along her tight butthole or coming dangerously close to her dripping, eager pussy. Rarity felt herself wishing that she’d go further than that, that Trixie would just throw her on the ground and push those hooves into her. She wanted to get fucked. To get fucked like Trixie’s own personal bitch.
And then, Trixie pushed her tongue in even further. By Celestia, her tongue was long! Stretched out completely as it was now, it just about reached back into Rarity’s throat, fucking the entire length of her mouth like a prehensile dick. Both mares were dripping with their own juices, and saliva was running down their mouths in thick strings, though Rarity was obviously the less dignified of the two. Now, with Trixie’s tongue reaching this deeply into her mouth, tears were even starting to run down her face, ruining and running the thick mascara she loved wearing.
In the crowd, several ponies were now cumming, while others had taken it one step further. Several groups of mares and stallions, ranging in size from two to a whole four ponies, were now forming amidst the crowd, eagerly using the display before them and the chaos all around as an excuse to fuck strangers they just met right out in the open. Fluttershy was openly lying on the ground, overcome by her own desires, desperately rubbing her cunt while quietly moaning in ecstasy. With burning red cheeks, Spike too gave in to his desire, and deciding that he could not just join Rarity on stage, pushed his thick, knotted dragon cock into Fluttershy, who eagerly accepted this way of release. His eyes still on Rarity, he quickly and powerfully pumped into the yellow pegasus with a length that was quite big for his size, easily rivaling any mature stallion.
When this happened, all of Rarity’s other friends finally gave up, shamefully leaving the events around them to take their course. There was nothing they could do about this anymore. At least Rarity had not been forced to get herself into this situation.
Trixie continued to tongue-fuck Rarity’s mouth for several more minutes, playing around with her body like she would with a toy. The hoof that had fully ruffled Rarity’s perfect mane by now, which in combination with her running mascara, the drool running down her face, and the juices dripping from her wet pussy, made her look more like a cheap whore than the dignified lady she usually presented herself as, now ran up and down the length of her horn, slowly and sensually jerking it off.
Rarity felt herself shiver, as magical discharge built up in her horn, praying for release. Several small sparks of magic broke free, spraying faintly out of her horn. They caused a warm, tingling sensation on both her forehead and Trixie’s hoof, one that made it impossible for Rarity to hold back anymore. The floodgates opened, and a whole squirt of magical energy expelled from her horn, covering both her and Trixie’s face in a glittery, thin, and wonderfully warm substance.
At this, Trixie decided to end it. She pushed in her tongue on more time, as deeply as she could, forcing Rarity to gag on the delicious, slimy thing that dove into her tongue. Then, she pulled it back out, slowly, savoring every inch she moved back, taking in each and every taste and playing with the white unicorn’s tongue along the whole way. Finally, she withdrew from her rival’s mouth, only to give her one last lick along her muzzle, scooping up as much of the magical discharge as she could. She gave Rarity one last seductive stare, before she opened her mouth to her and revealed the magical discharge that she was openly swirling around. Though she loved its candy-sweet, delicious taste, the main purpose of this was to arouse Rarity even further. And then, just like that, she closed her mouth and swallowed it, with a loud, emphasized gulp, letting her tongue hang out afterwards, as if eager for more.
These sensations and sights finally drove Rarity over the edge. As she saw Trixie sitting there, swallowing her discharge and presenting her the tongue that had ravaged her just seconds before in such a submissive manner, her eyes rolled back in her head and the fire that had burned in her loins all this time reached a boiling point. She reached a shivering, shaking orgasm as she fell onto her back, squirting her own juices all over the stage, one leg twitching helplessly in the air.
Seeing this, Spike and Fluttershy also came in the crowd below, their own juices warmly mingling in the pegasus’ pussy. Though their attention was still fully fixated on Rarity, cumming helplessly on the stage, they still leant in onto each other for a kiss of their own, even if theirs was far more gentle and calm than the one they just saw on stage.
Trixie, meanwhile, got off her flank, re-adjusted her hat and cape, and wiped most of the magical discharge from her face.
“Was there ever any doubt?” she asked, beaming with pride. The fact that the shivering mess of a unicorn before her was still wracked with orgasm, and jizzing all over the floor did not seem to bother her. With satisfaction, she looked over her audience, chuckling a little at the sight of even some of Rarity’s friends having gotten involved in the action. Maybe next time she’d be able to entice all of them into joining? Either way, most of these ponies would be more than eager to see another one of her shows.
“The great and powerful Trixie will be in town all week. She welcomes any other challengers who wish to try their mettle against her, though she warns them that the very attempt is futile. You there!” She pointed at one of the stallions in the crowd, who seemed just about ready to go for a second round and whose cock looked to be slightly larger than the others’. “Please join me in the backstage. Trixie has not had a chance to cum yet,” She leant over Rarity, talking directly into her face while showing her a cruel grin, “And this cheap bitch won’t be able to get me off.” At this, Rarity shot one final, powerful squirt of marecum from her cunt, bringing the most intense orgasm of her life to an end.
Never before had she felt so used, so abused in her life. She absolutely loved it. And as her friends rushed on stage to pick her up, Spike and Fluttershy’s genitals still dripped with their own cum, while Trixie and her randomly-chosen boytoy walked off to the backstage. The wet slapping sounds of the audience fucking raged on, and a wide, satisfied smile spread on Trixie’s face.
Meanwhile, a single thought ran through Rarity’s mind. “Great and powerful, indeed…”
