Canterlot High: a beacon of magic in the modern world and Trixie’s school. It was a great school, no one could lie about that. It was only underrated by most people for its slight inferiority in comparison to Crystal Prep Academy. She had nothing to dislike about the school itself. There was a quality staff of teachers and directors, a vast sports infrastructure, well managed parties and events such as prones and competitions. Well, the food could be better she thought.

The white haired girl crossed the stallion statue on the school courtyard, sprinting so she wouldn’t get so late, or worse, seen by anyone. She slammed the entrance glass door open. The main hall and the nearby corridors were clear, no one in sight. Okay, now, the cafeteria, it’s the best place to hide from Vice-Principal Luna. If Trixie was found there, late for class and walking through the corridors, she knew that she would be sent to detention for a long time.

The cafeteria was just up ahead, Trixie just had to walk a little further.

“Almost there” she said it lowly to herself.

It was then that, for her surprise, the door swung open rapidly. Trixie gasped. It was Vice-Principal Luna, who nodded to her with a calm expression, her arms crossing and lightly squeezing her breasts.

“Dang it”.

“You know, miss Lulamoon, I was upset I didn’t see you when class started, but seeing you here right now just makes me even more disappointed”.

Trixie thought of a response, however, there was no space for her to speak up, so she just looked down.

“I gather you’re already acquainted on how to get to my office. Wait me there, I won’t take long” Luna told her, clearly angry.

As Trixie gave her first steps on her way, Luna turned back to the opposite side of the corridor and walked away.

“Well, fuck me”.

The Vice-Principal’s office was a place that Trixie was already familiar with indeed. In the natural darkness of the room, Trixie was already having remorse of her actions. That massive wooden bureau with the sun and a moon carved on its front, the Wondercolts standard hanging on the wall, flowers and the trophies on the shelves composed the office.

However, since she was alone there for a while, Trixie decided to take the Grimorio from her bagfor a quick reading. Okay, think I’ll need my Latin dictionary for this. She checked inside her bag yet again.

“Damn it” she realized the dictionary was left at her home. “Guess I’ll have to rely myself on an online translator then”.

The girl rapidly grabbed her phone. There was a default app in it that was a translator. Better than having imprecise answers online I guess. Trixie set up the tool to work on Latin to English mode.

“Let’s start with the title first” she tapped it.

Trixie was surprised with what she read, her eyes stood wide open. In the translated box, it was written: Grimoire of Eternal Pleasure. Her body shivered completely. Even though she was already aware of what the book could do, Trixie was yet to understand all the power it had to it. And even, to the one who wielded it.

With trembling hands, Trixie opened the marked page of the book. There were the two spells she’d cast on herself last night. At that point, she had no more doubts that what has happened to her wasn’t a dream. Trixie first read the spell. I must be cautious and not read it out loud , otherwise I’ll grow myself a cock in the middle of school.

Trixie then tapped Contra Voluntatem.

“Oh, my…” she read: Pleasure of the opposite. “I guess I already know which one this is” sarcastically pointed out.

She then tapped the other spell: Voluptate Amplificationem.

However, before she could read the meaning, the door to the office opened. Startled, Trixie hid the book inside her bag and her phone in her jacket’s pocket. As expected, Luna sealed the door and walked towards the bureau. Before she took a sit, however, Luna opened the window to let the clarity enlighten the office. When Trixie’s sight went back to normal, Luna was already sitting and staring at her with a morbid expression. Trixie frowned and looked down.

“Miss Lulamoon, just look where have you put yourself into…” the Vice-Principal said ironically.

“Look, I...I’m sorry, I just…”

“There’s no excuse for this and you well know it” Luna put her hands over the bureau while she got up.

The sudden action frightened Trixie. Luna breathed, trying to relax on the matter. On that moment, Trixie looked at Luna. She was wearing her everyday purple shirt, but on that specific day, she was wearing a dark blue skirt that reached a little beyond her knees and a pair of black stockings.

“It just takes Celestia to be absent that you students start doing some amazing things with this school!” Luna walked to the window and looked at the corridors outside. “Now, what to do with you…” she bluntly mumbled.

Trixie’s phone started vibrating in her pocket. Startled, the girl rapidly grabbed it. It was Lavender Lace calling her, probably to know why was she late to class. Trixie quickly rejected the call and tried to reply her with a message. However, before she could try doing something, Luna swiftly grabbed the phone from Trixie’s hand.

“You know, I reckon you were reckless, but I thought better of you, miss Lulamoon. Not even when I am lecturing you, you respect me” she admonished the use of the cell phone.

Trixie frowned and was about to say something in order to save her skin. But before that could happen:

“A week of detention” Luna pronounced Trixie’s sentence.

The girl was perplexed, yet acceptive of her punishment. Nonetheless, she asked:

“Vice-Principal, so...today is friday and um...”

“You’ll start today by the afternoon. And you have the next entire week to attend to it as well” Luna quickly deduced the student’s wonderings. “Any objections?”

“No, ma’am” Trixie sighed.

After that, Luna took a look on the girl’s phone. Trixie suddenly got tense.

“Voluptate Amplificationem” Luna said it out loud with a mocking tone.

Oh, fuck! She only thought to herself while trying to act naturally.

“You know, miss Lulamoon, what you must learn is to concentrate more in your studies than these magical performances of yours” Luna said while generously giving back the phone to Trixie.

“Thanks” Trixie smile twitched a bit when she said that.

“Don’t thank me yet”.

Luna suddenly gasped. Her pupils dilated and she trembled as if a cold wind has just passed by. That was fast Trixie noticed.

“Are...you okay?” Trixie asked.

“Yes…” Luna started to breathe intensely.

The Vice-Principal was clearly aware of her sudden desires and she was at the same time worried of how it just bumped on her that fast. Trixie, while acting natural, dismissed herself:

“So...I’m going now”.

“Yes...just...close on your way out…” Luna said it painfully while taking a hold of her hands so they wouldn’t do any mischeavings.

I bet she meant the door. Trixie got out of the office and closed the door. She looked at her surroundings, no living soul roaming through the corridors. She even looked up to see if there were cameras, no one of those to be seen as well. With that golden opportunity, she then mumbled to herself:

“No way I’m letting this go by. After all, lunch is only in twenty minutes, I must be clear”.

Trixie then put her ears to the door. She heard light moans from the inside. Holly shit. Trixie took another quick look around before peeking inside from the lock with her left eye. The window was closed again. Luna was sitting on her bureau, blushing while her hand was visibly moving under her dark blue and tight skirt. The Vice-Principal’s mouth hung open with the building excitement. Oh, my...just what have I done? Trixie was worried about what consequences her actions would deliver to Vice-Principal Luna. And even herself.

Luna moan echoed a bit more loudly as she ripped her shirt open in one truculent movement. Her breasts bounced in the firmness of her midnight blue bra. Trixie felt goosebumps trail on her skin with the sight. The girl looked at Luna in a way she had never before and realized: she was actually very beautiful. She wasn’t used to admire more mature women that much, so Trixie was very surprised to see her in such depraved state.

Luna’s shirt fell over the bureau. Her bra unclasped. Her skirt slided down to her ankles. Luna walked out of it whereas she took off her high heels. Only her midnight blue panties and her black stockings were still on her. Trixie felt her pelvis getting hot. As the Vice-Principal slid her panties down, a silky string of vaginal secretion still connected her labia to her undergarment. Her purple pubic hair on her crotch was short, like she’d shaved it not too many days ago.

She likes to keep it clean then Trixie’s hand trailed her own crotch under her skirt. She felt her own pubic hair tickling the tip of her fingers. She opened her mouth. Perhaps I should shave mine too. When Trixie thought about that, she saw something. She’d forgotten her bag on the office by the chair she sat on. Oh, fuck!

“If I get there, I’ll startle her and will probably be expelled from Canterlot High” Trixie said that while her fingers kept rubbing her pussy. “Dammit, what will I do?”
Luna lied on the bureau and started fingering herself with her middle
and ring finger of one hand whereas her other hand pressed her breasts, yelling and moaning sensually. She’s lucky I’m the only one here watching her...hmmm she’s so hot. Trixie was starting to feel her lust scent exiting her panties. She was already dripping wet. The Vice-Principal’s fingers rhythm intensified and her face was completely red by that point.
“Shit! Shit! Shit! Oh!” shouted Luna from inside the office.
She’s close to climax.

And so she was. Luna moaned as she arched her back and pinched her clit. No juices squirted from her pussy. But after Luna fell almost fainted by the bureau, Trixie then knew she’d cum. That was the moment for Trixie to get her bag.

Trixie then silently opened the office’s door. Luna was breathing heavily with her eyes closed. The air in the room was stimulating, Luna’s juices seemed to be so tasty. Before Trixie leaned forward to grab her bag, she looked at Luna. Her naked body was sweat. Her breasts subtly bounced with every pant of hers. Her inner thighs were flooded with her white juices. Trixie then snapped out of it and got down to retrieve her bag at last.

“Enjoy the little show?” a sudden voice asked with a mischievous tone to it.

Trixie yelled and got up, her bag in her hands. She looked at the bureau and the beautiful figure that lied over it. Luna was awake already. She supported her right elbow and put her left hand on her ass so she could strike a sexy pose for her spectator. Trixie blushed as she firmly held her bag with her nervous and wet fingers. Luna smirked seductively to her as her left hand slightly rubbed her crotch. As she raised it again, Trixie then looked the mess that her hand was.

“Just don’t think you’re free of detention just yet” Luna assured her student as her fingers slowly separated and her sticky fluids kept on connecting them in a web of sin. “I thought you’d have something to say, you know” she said a bit disappointed as she agitated her dirty hand in the air.

As the Vice-Principal did so, a bit of the fluids that were on her fingers landed right in Trixie’s face. Cold drops of Luna’s lust secretions hitted her right cheek, her nose and in her left eye. It seemed like an after sex facial. Trixie was shocked and paralyzed. Luna smirked to Trixie whereas she licked her fingers to taste herself.

For straight thirty seconds, Trixie stared at her depraved Vice-Principal. After that, she turned her back and ran off the office, not forgetting to shut the door behind her. Lunch was to take place in a few minutes, but the corridors were still empty for Trixie’s luck. She made her way to the restroom as quick as she managed to run.

She looked herself in the mirror. Her face wet with white drops.

“Holy shit...hol--”

Trixie looked around to see if any other girl was there. She didn’t find anyone. Trixie used her middle finger to clean her eye. However, after that, she stared at her hand. That gooey liquid felt cold in the warmness of her fingers. She felt her nipples nearly spearing her bra and thighs tightening in to try containing her juices to slide out of her soaked panties. Inevitably, Trixie’s fingers went directly to her mouth. She moaned as she licked it and suckled on it.

“Fuck. I just…”

There was a cabin right behind her. Door and lock all there for her to use. What’s happening to me… Trixie quickly locked herself in the cabin and sat on the toilet. Her hand violently got under her skirt. Trixie moaned loudly as her fingers swirled over her clit. One hand worked on her crotch while the other firmly groped her breast. Trixie gasped and closed her eyes. Her tongue reached out and licked another drop from her cheek. Delicious.

“Hmmmm, ah!”

This lust is too powerful...great and powerful. Still masturbating fervorously, Trixie remembered her last night fun and the sensations she’d felt. Her fingers got faster. She then pictured the image of Vice-Principal Luna naked. Her long legs under those black stockings. Her breasts bouncing at every subtle touch to her recently shaved crotch. Her naughty smirk in her face as she licked her lust webbed fingers.

“Oh, fucking hell!”

Trixie’s knees trembled as she came. She kicked the door of the cabin unintentionally. The noise echoed in the entire restroom. For Trixie’s own good there was no one in there to witness her arousal.

“That was...oh, amazing…”

After a brief moment of rest, Trixie got up and grabbed an extra panties that she carried around in her bag. A girl must be prepared after all she thought to herself. Shit! I’m even sounding like Rarity, that fucking goon of Sunset’s. She changed her soaked underwear for a new and clean one.

Before putting the used one inside her bag, however, Trixie would have to wash it in the sink only so it wouldn’t infect the rest of her bag with her scent. She peeked out of the cabin she was in: yet again she checked that there was no one in there with her. The girl dashed to the sink and quickly opened it. She washed her panties. Because it was of thin cloth, it wasn’t hard to wash it and dry it in the end. Trixie did it. However, when she put it inside her bag, Trixie paralyzed. The book… she saw that black cape with the golden title. Grimoire...

Trixie washed her face in the sink. When she opened her eyes, however, she felt something different to her: inside of her. A strong desire grew, and not in a sexual way at that moment. It was lust for sure, yet...it was lust for power. “Great and powerful” something that was there all along and she’d only dream of accomplishing.

“Real magic...at last” she clenched her fists with determination. “I’ll show to everyone that my magic now isn’t any longer a stage frightening experiment. They’ll worship me. Oh, I would love to see Sunset Shimmer’s weary face when she finds out I have magic that she is only eager to possess. No...she’ll beg me to have it as well”.

Trixie brought her hand down and got a hold on herself. Now, now, let’s not be like all the other times I had a “master plan” in mind. I must arm myself with the knowledge of the book at the same time I develop a strategy to face Sunset and her band of bitches.

The alarm rang, indicating the break for lunch. She smirked as she looked at the Grimorio inside her half open bag.

“It’s settled then”.

Author's Note

Hope you're enjoying it as I am! Stay tuned for the next chapter, it may release still in this month.