It was late night and Trixie Lulamoon was taking a hot and relaxing shower before she could prepare herself to sleep. The past days has been very frustrating for her magical trainings. The students in her school no longer admired her performances. Well, who would actually Trixie hammered her thoughts. Sunset Shimmer and her gang have already managed to manipulate real magic so easily and use it to the greater good.

Trixie used to believe in magic way before Sunset Shimmer came to Canterlot High, but only then the magical phenomenons started happening. Sunset turning into a demon and manipulating the students in the Fall Formal, the Dazzling trio trying to take the whole school during the Battle of the Bands, Twilight turning into Midnight Sparkle at the end of the Friendship Games and even the whole Everfree Camp incident. Those occurrences only confirmed her belief in the power of magic more than ever.

Realising she had passed way too much time in the shower thinking about her life, Trixie turned off the water flow and grabbed her towel. She dried herself only so she could step out of the tub and on the bathroom floor. Then she convoluted the towel around her wet hair and got out of the bathroom. The room was already dark with only her studying light on by her desk.

Trixie was going to sit there and read something quick before she could sleep. Before she could get to the desk, however, she saw her image on the mirror. Without the proper light, though, Trixie only saw her light blue silhouette. She rotated so the light from the desk could reflect the curves from her hips.

“Looking good, Trix” she said to herself.

Actually...looking very good she thought while almost taking hold of her perfect sized buttocks.

Trixie repressed the sudden idea and went for her last night reading. Still naked, she sat on her chair and went passing her magic books. Instead of using that desk for studying school subjects, Trixie used it to roll and learn the wonders of magic from the most famous writers and magicians. However, all of that knowledge wasn’t enough for Trixie to make a great performance. Especially when Sunset and the other girls discovered real magic. Frustrated, Trixie threw her book pile onto the floor and rested her arms on the table. The wet towel on her hair fell to the ground.

“This thing is useless…” the girl mumbled. “Guess the ‘Great and Powerful’ Trixie isn’t ‘Great and Powerful’ at all”.

Trixie stood there drowned in sadness for quite some time. Guess the only way to learn real magic is to ask Sunset to...she suddenly stopped forming those words in her head. “Ask help” what am I thinking? Since when does the Great and Powerful Trixie asks for help? She clenched her fist and punched the table with anger. In that moment, she saw one of the books from her pile which didn’t fall to the ground when she had wiped the table’s surface in anger.

“I don’t remember reading this one…” Trixie murmured while she took a grab of it.

It had a weird looking cape. It was black and only had a golden title which spelled: “Perpetua Voluptate Grimorio”. Trixie had never seen the book before and she found that very weird. Probably I got this at a convention but I ah...I don’t know…

Trixie opened the book. It was very old, the pages already had a deteriorated yellow shade, the writings on it were handmade and were in another language. She were perplexed with such discovery. “How could Trixie have let the presence of that book unnoticed for so long?”: not even she knew. The girl would carefully pass each page so the old book would be better preserved. The pages weren’t numbered, but Trixie thought it to have around four hundred to five hundred pages.

Trixie felt her body shiver and her nipples getting hard. Only then she decided to stop by a page that had divided topics and quotation marks to it. She took a little effort, but after some time, she figured that the written language was Latin. How can I have gotten hand on this? This should be in a museum or in some preserving archive in like...I don’t even know where. She read all those latin words.

“Voluptatem Amplificationem” she recited it out loud. “Well, ‘amplificationem’ may have something to do with amplify, I just don’t know what exactly”.

She dived into the next topic of the page, this one had a special mark of a six pointed star to it.

“Contra Voluntatem” yet again she read out loud. “Again these ‘voluptatem’ words, and even in the cape of the book is written ‘volutate’” Trixie finally concluded she would have the need for a Latin dictionary.

Trixie then started looking in the drawers to see if she could find the dictionary among some other consulting material. When she laid down to search the books, she bumped her breast on the table. The simple touch was enough for her to lose focus on what she was doing. Startled, Trixie stopped for a moment. What the hell, Trix? She sat properly on her chair and looked down at her chest. Her nipples were rock hard, she didn’t even know her nipples could get that pointy. There’s something going on Trixie realized it quickly, but it was too late. Her right indicator was already coming to press her perky breast. With contact, a sharp moan echoed from her mouth. both breasts bounced.

“Oh...my...what am I...ah!” her left hand started groping her other breast.

The blue skinned girl suffered a sudden arousement strike that got her good.

“What’s going on with me?!” Trixie frightened to see she had no control over her body’s desires.

Even though scary, that sensation was amazing. She was already able to feel her juices trailing her inner thighs. Her right hand went down there and started working. She yelled sharply when her nail touched her clit. Then, her fingers circled her labia like there was no tomorrow. Meanwhile, her left hand kept pinching her niple.

“Oh...f-fu..fuck!” Trixie inserted a finger inside her.

Why...just out of nowhere I started doing this her mind was still able to think on the matter, however, she kept on with the masturbation. I was reading the book and then- Trixie gasped as she looked to the open book by her desk. No, impossible! she understood the situation even though she wasn’t quite believing it. When she thought about it, nothing made sense. Only then she remembered what she was dealing with: magic. Not always magic needed concrete explanation. And in the moment, the only thing she could assure was concrete was the fact that it was feeling marvelous.

“Shit, shit, oh!” she shouted in complete arousal.

Trixie added a second finger to the move. While still leaning on her chair, she started moving her hips so the action of her fingers would be complemented and her cunt would be more stimulated. After that, she stopped holding her breast with the left hand and moved her fingers to reach her swollen clit. Again her nail touched it and a deep throat moan echoed from her mouth. She pinched and pulled it up.

In that moment, she looked herself in the mirror. Its corners were blurred with the immense heat that Trixie’s naughty time was producing. She was a total mess of sweat. She looked at her naked and depraved self and rejoiced at the sight. That only made her realize she was close to her climax.

Trixie then added more steam so that pussy would be torn apart. Her eyes and her mouth opened, completely taken by lust. The smell of feminine scent and the hot sensation between her thighs only made her rave in excitement.

She screamed as the wave of heat announced her orgasm.

Completely powerless, Trixie nearly fainted on the chair. She rested her back, panting for air with her eyes closed. The girl thought about even sleeping on the chair. But after taking some more air, she decided it was time for her to go to bed.

However, a little thing caught her attention when she was about to get up. Actually, it was a big thing. There was something between her wet thighs. It slapped her white haired crotch when Trixie moved slightly. The girl was frozen for a moment before she could take a look at what was bothering her.

She gasped at the sight of the thick, throbbing and veiny dick.

Frightened and still, Trixie looked better at it. The shaft twitched at every pulsation. A drop of pre cum was already visible at the tip of its head. Also, there was a pair of testicles under the proud mast. This isn’t real, this isn’t real...she thought as she smelled the manly scent that was infecting the surrounding air. This must be a dream.

Trixie looked herself in the mirror. The image of a light blue skinned girl confirmed to her that what was happening was real as she saw the cock and that pair of balls below her croch. Trixie started breathing heavily. The book… It’s the only way this thing could have happened Trixie concluded while she looked at the open book by the desk. Just what am I dealing with here…?

“Ah!” Trixie moaned loudly.

Her hand had unintentionally reached the newly formed dick and had taken a firm grasp on it. I! I didn’t want to do that! However startled, Trixie kept her hand holding it. It was hot. She felt her heart beating at every strong pulsation of the mast. She blushed as another drop of pre cum came out, making the one that was previously on top slide along its length and rest on Trixie’s thumb.

Can’t believe I’m doing this...but still…

Her tongue licked her lips. Trixie stroked it lightly downwards. The cock’s head was entirely revealed at that moment. After looking at that bulky head for a moment, Trixie started stroking it up and down. She gasped. Those sensations...the girl hasn’t felt anything like it before. It was so good.

Trixie then took a hold on the pair of testicles and started stimulating it. She stroked her a little more. Although it hurted a little, the new pleasure she was feeling was worth the pain. After all, that meant she was about to come. Shrunken muscles. Saliva dripping from her lips. There was no going back at that point.

She yelled in complete arousal as it came.

At the last stroke, the dick ejaculated like a water sprinkler. Her hot white seeds landed on her hand, crotch, belly, breasts, right cheek, on the floor and even in the mirror.

Trixie woke up the other morning like if she was had a nightmare, startled. The light entered the window of her bedroom and illuminated the place. The lamp by the desk was still on though. She didn’t remember to turn it off the other night. Well, “how could she actually?”. In so much arousal, a feeble mind wouldn’t be able to work on normal conditions and doing trivial things like that were likely to be forgotten.

She immediately looked at her crotch to see if her last night’s friend was there to salute her with “good morning”. However, for her relief, there was nothing there but her dear little pussy.

Trixie slept naked on her bed. She haven’t even covered herself with the blanket so her bare skin stood in contact with the night’s cold all that time. Speaking of which: what time is it? she cleaned her sight with one hand while the other searched for her phone somewhere over the bed. The girl grabbed it and tapped it’s screen a few times so it would unlock. Her eyes almost jumped from her face. She was late for class. Very late.

She got out of the bed with a quick jump. She put a white lingerie, her purple dress, her blue jacket over her top and put on her blue boots: her everyday outfit.

After she’d quickly put on her clothes and brushed her teeth, Trixie went to pack her things for class. When she’d finished putting all the books and notes in her backpack, Trixie looked at her desk and saw the open book. It didn’t move an inch since she touched it last night. Well, why would it? That’s so dumb.

Even though she would say such thing, Trixie was a bit hesitant to even touch it. She witnessed the power that it had and it terrified her. But still, it pulled at her, it called to her, it seemed like the manifestation of a repressed desire only wanting to flourish beyond its restrains. Great and...powerful…

Trixie grabbed the book at last and put it in her backpack. She then grabbed it and ran to the front door. She was way out of schedule, so she would have to go to school on foot. The girl grabbed the keys of her condo, opened the door and locked it behind her.

Her condo was on the third floor, so after a lot of three couple of stairs, she was already running on the streets to Canterlot High.

Author's Note

I truly hope you enjoyed it! This is the first chapter out of a little series I'm planning. The following chapter will come out sometime on november in case you're wondering (IF you're wondering).