Trixie's Behavior Reform

Dragon Lord Ember walked into the hallway of the School of Friendship, stopping every few feet to check a map. She never liked coming here; it was way too easy to get distracted. The crystal walls looked appetizing, and the students were all annoying brats. She didn’t mind the judgmental stares for walking through the halls naked; dragons weren’t ones to wear clothes. She didn’t mind all of the whispering about the sheath and balls she proudly sported. She didn’t even mind the lovey-dovey goody-two-shoes nature of the place, either.

What irked her most was having to deal with children. Ember’s patience was already notoriously thin, and the very idea of having to deal with kids all day was a nightmare. Ember honestly had no idea how the teachers put up with it.

At least, until lately. Wandering the halls, trying to find the office of the guidance counselor, Ember had heard that some students were suddenly becoming much more well-behaved. Those who had skipped class and neglected homework were suddenly model students. Namely, Smolder had gone from being a rambunctious handful to a quiet and polite young lady.

Something was up. And Ember was here to find out what. If the thought of a fire ruby or expulsion from the Dragonlands wasn’t enough to motivate Smolder, then what in the world was?

Trixie’s office was located in the very back of the school, furthering Ember’s annoyance with the place. The door was open, and Ember arrived just in time to see Smolder walking out. Ember screeched to a halt when she saw Smolder in what looked like a school uniform. A green blazer over a pressed white shirt, and what looked like business slacks with a slit for her tail. For how out of place it looked, Smolder may as well have been dressed like one of those frilly princesses.

Catching Ember’s eye, Smolder smiled. “Oh! Hello, Lord Ember! I didn’t think you’d be coming. What a nice surprise.”

“Surprise,” to be certain. “Nice” was dubious. Ember slowly pointed to Smolder’s outfit. “What. The hell. Is that?”

Smolder looked behind her, not seeing what Ember was pointing at. “What’s what?”

“What you’re wearing!” said Ember. “What the hell is that? Since when do you wear clothes? Especially… That?!”

Smolder smiled. “Oh, this? I earned this for how much my grades have improved. Looks pretty slick, huh? Guidance Counselor Trixie was just complimenting me on it.”

“Yeah, about that. Where is she? I’ve got… a lot to talk to her about.” A lot more now that she saw Smolder in that get-up.

From inside the office came a bellowing voice. “The Great and Powerful Trixie is waiting with bated breath!”

Ember rolled her eyes, trying not to stare at Smolder as she walked past the smaller dragon and closed the door. Trixie was sitting at her desk with her hands behind her head, wearing a white button-up shirt and loose-fitting black pants, legs kicked up and crossed on her desk.

“So, you’re the guidance counselor?” said Ember, standing at the doorway.

“The one and only, the greatest and powerfulest,” said Trixie with a smug grin on her face. “And you must be Dragon Lord Ember? Trixie thinks you’re not quite up to dress code, walking in her office in the buff.”

“Yeah. About that.” Ember walked to Trixie’s desk and leaned towards her, claws almost digging into the wood. “You mind explaining to me what the hell a dragon is doing dressed like that? Why is she suddenly doing so well in school? I could barely make her count to ten before, now she’s getting weirdo prizes for good grades!?”

Trixie’s eyes were shamelessly scanning Ember’s body, sizing her up. Nice boobs, a firm butt, and smooth scales. Not to mention the tone muscle across every inch of Ember’s body. Trixie wasn’t necessarily into dragons, but she could appreciate beauty when she saw it.

“You’ll be glad to know…” said Trixie, staring at Ember’s breasts, “That Trixie’s private tutoring sessions have had a great impact on the students here. Your Smolder is one of them. At twenty years old, Smolder was directionless. Angry at the world! Lashing out at everyone in her way!” Trixie fanned her arm over her head, dramatically leaning back in her chair. She then sprung forward, launching herself onto her feet.

“But thanks to the Great and Powerful Trixie, Smolder is a model student! You’re welcome.”

Ember would have rolled her eyes so hard that they may have fallen out of her head, if not for needing an answer. “Alright then…” Ember folded her arms over her chest. “How?”

Trixie smirked. “I’m so glad you asked. Take a seat.”

Ember sat down on a plush couch while Trixie walked in front of her desk. One of her hands was curled around the waistline of her pants. “It's actually quite fascinating. Trixie has been giving private tutoring sessions to your little dragon friend for awhile now . And she admits, when we were first starting out, It was actually pretty hard to get her to pay attention to anything.”

“And?” Ember’s arms folded over her chest, tapping a claw and sneering up at Trixie.

“And,” said Trixie, “Trixie just happened to find the proper… motivation.”

Trixie slowly lowered her pants down past her legs, slowly exposing the large blue rump behind her. Ember couldn't help but stare, only because of the sheer audacity of what she was doing. Just because Ember didn’t wear clothes didn’t mean she didn’t know when someone was doing a striptease!

Ember opened her mouth to speak, but as her eyes fell on Trixie’s ass, she suddenly found herself unable to get the words out. The sweet curvaceous booty before Ember was even bigger than her own, perfectly round and jiggling from the smallest movement. Ember’s entire body just felt numb as she stared. The fattest ass she’d ever seen up close, and suddenly, whatever she was in the office for slipped her mind. Ember’s eyes had gone wide, her mouth hanging open, paralyzed by the sight of it.

“What… wh-what… is…” A claw tentatively reached for Trixie’s large blue ass, gently rubbing the impressive curves. Ember’s breathing was already picking up speed, her face drawing closer and closer to Trixie’s butt. “This… t-this butt is… magnificent!”

“Great and powerful, actually.” Trixie smirked, casually leaning her weight on her desk with one hand, the other still propped on her hips. “Long boring story, some ancient lust goddess, yadda yadda yadda… History was never Trixie’s strong suit. But, it does mean this is literally the greatest ass you’ll ever see.”

Ember barely heard a word Trixie said, too fascinated by the ass before her. She peppered the huge blue cheeks with gentle kisses, even letting her tongue lick across it once. Even the taste of Trixie was immaculate. Ember couldn’t quite place it, but she knew she had to have more of it. She rubbed her face against Trixie’s rump, softly moaning as her dragon snout graced the gorgeous, flawless ass, completely unable to resist it.

Trixie looked over her shoulder with a smug smile on her face, watching Ember work on her ass. She’d wondered if the power of her ass could work on dragons. Now Smolder and Ember were living proof. Ember was helpless, mewling like a kitten as she rubbed both of her claws over the blue backside, spreading her buff legs apart as her draconic cock erected from its sheath.

“Ooh, look at that…” Trixie licked her lips at the sight of Ember’s dick, scaled blue balls throbbing. Perhaps Ember needed a reward after all. Trixie took slow steps backwards, pushing her butt into Ember’s snout, making the lord of all dragons lick and moan with muffled glee. Her claws squeezed the heavenly softness, unable to focus on anything but pleasing this amazing butt. The further Trixie walked into Ember, the weaker that Ember felt, surrendering more of her strength to Trixie’s butt, until she was slumped back against the couch. Ember could hardly even hold herself up anymore, and still she kept kissing and licking. “Someone’s horny…”

“Need… mmh, need it… so soft…” Ember whispered between Trixie’s asscheeks. Her claw slipped off of Trixie’s butt, trying to hold herself in place to keep kissing and licking Trixie’s butt. Trixie had to admit, of all the people she’d brought under her spell, Ember’s tongue was working masterfully. Trixie shivered in delight as the dragon tongue snaked across every inch of her hugeness, feeling her pussy growing wet. Ember’s dick was still throbbing with the need for relief, her new obsession with Trixie’s ass making her cock nearly ache from how hard she was.

Trixie, though, had other plans. She pulled her ass free of Ember’s mouth, leaving the dragon to catch her breath. Ember tried to dive straight back in, but Trixie pushed Ember back with one finger to her forehead, making her slump against the couch again. Ember looked up with pleading eyes at Trixie for a moment before her eyes naturally fell back on Trixie’s ass, every little wobble of that booty making her whimper. Trixie moved her hips side to side, watching Ember’s eyes follow her jiggling butt. She even took a couple steps left and right. Ember never stopped looking. Trixie’s smirk went wider still. This was the first time she had a world leader under her power. So now, it was time to run a few tests.

“Ah, ah, ah. Hold still. If you want more of this ass, little dragon, you have to agree to a few of Trixie’s conditions.” She turned to the side, Ember’s eyes still following her butt.

“What conditions? I’ll do anything…” Ember said in a monotone voice. For as much as she wanted to bury her face against that ass, Trixie had told her to hold still. She couldn’t risk losing sight of that flawless ass. It would be like asking her to tear off a limb.

“Anything? What if I told you to... give me the bloodstone scepter and name me Lord of All Dragons?” Trixie said with a soft spank to her own butt.

Ember looked up at Trixie’s eyes. “What? You want the…” Ember’s eyes went right back down, watching the pale blue cheeks jiggle. “Want… want the… yes… yes, you can have it. You can have the scepter. You can be Dragon Lord! Just please... Please, I need that butt. Anything for that butt!”

For as much as Trixie was putting on a show for her new toy, she started jumping up and down and cheering in her head. Even a world leader would give up the throne just for a chance at her ass! Perhaps it was time she took the throne after all.

“Oh, Trixie doesn’t want your power. For now.” Trixie turned her hips towards Ember, making Ember squeal with delight as she saw more of that perfection. “But you will agree to do whatever I say. Follow each and every one of Trixie’s commands, and you may just get another chance at this. Are we clear, Little Miss Dragon?”

Ember nodded her head, panting heavily. “Yes, yes… anything… anything, just please…”

Trixie turned her ass completely towards Ember, slowly sitting in her lap. “Then spread those legs and hold still, because Trixie’s going to show you what a real butt can do!”

Ember spread her legs apart, feeling Trixie’s rump rub against her cock. The dragon’s shaft throbbed, making her throw her head back against the couch and grunt with a primal urge. Her claws dug into the couch cushions. It took every ounce of her willpower not to just ram herself into Trixie’s tightness right then and there. Trixie’s hugeness bounced and rubbed just enough to keep Ember’s nerves on fire as she felt her tip touch the tightness of Trixie.

“Unnh! B-But what about- ahh! AAH! UNNNH!” Ember’s brief concern melted away in an instant. Whatever magic Trixie had on her ass was making Ember’s cock feel like nothing else ever had before. Not even the dragons she’d conquered in her own bed felt this good! Even Trixie grunted, lowering herself on her smooth legs down Ember’s shaft. She came to rest on Ember’s strong thighs, the huge softness even glancing over Ember’s swollen balls.

“Mmph! Don’t you underestimate the greatest ass in Equestria, little dragon!” Trixie’s wet pussy dribbled with her arousal as she rode Ember’s cock. Her legs worked her body up and down, making Ember slide back against the couch with as much as she could muster. Ember was still struggling to hold still, her cock already leaking drops of pre-cum inside of Trixie, her claws dug into the cushions. Even so, she was still trying to watch that perfect ass bounce in its hypnotic rhythm all the while.

As many times as Trixie had taken a servant before, this was still her favorite part. This feeling of pure domination! As she rode across Ember’s dick, Trixie grunted, grasping down onto Ember’s strong thighs. As much fun as it was, Trixie needed more than this. “NNGH! You can move! But only to please Trixie!”

Ember didn’t waste a moment. Her claws immediately grabbed Trixie’s hips, using her well-earned might as dragon lord to work that cock inside of Trixie’s ass. Her bare scaled breasts bounced against Trixie’s back, the thick blue balls swollen with lust as she kept slamming. That enchanted ass was driving her crazy, bringing her closer and closer every second that passed. As Ember’s hips rocked into the divine booty of the great and powerful Trixie, her mind kept going foggy. She knew she wanted this more than anything in the world, and that this was the most amazing ass she’d ever slammed. But Trixie must have shown others this butt! She had to have it for herself!

Trixie leaned against Ember. Not used to having a partner stronger than her, she let Ember’s hips do all the work, letting her pump the thick dragon dick deep inside of her. Two of Trixie’s fingers worked across her folds, panting hard. Even Trixie was surprised by how wet she was. This one was a keeper. And she was a world leader. The Lord of All Dragons, slamming her ass, helpless but to obey her booty’s power. Trixie needed to think bigger. More depraved. Her moaning grew steadily louder.

“More!”

Trixie could have more. She could dream bigger. Anything she wanted. Anything.

“UNH! Unh! S-So good! T-This ass! This wonderful, beautiful ASS!”

Ember felt her cock twitch. She’d do anything for Trixie to feel this again. Anything to see that sweet, succulent ass as long as she could.

Anything she wanted.

Anything.

Trixie slammed her ass down against Ember’s cock. It was, finally, too much. Ember screamed in pure delight as her cock flooded Trixie’s ass with her dragon cum, digging her claws into the couch once again to brace herself. Trixie yelped at the warm rush, but she stayed sitting perched on the throne of Ember’s lap as Ember’s load burst from her dick. Only after Ember had completely exhausted herself was she allowed to collapse in a hoarse, sweaty mess on the couch.

The white shirt Trixie wore was soaked with sweat, but that could come out with a little magic… If she ever found the time. Trixie slowly pulled herself loose from Ember, popping free of the dragon’s cock, taking a moment to lean on her desk to get back her breath. When she looked over her shoulder, she found Ember staring at her ass once more through tired, slitted eyes.

Trixie’s smug grin returned. “Mmm. Not bad, little dragon. But if you ever want to see this ass again, there’s going to be a couple of changes.”

Ember tried her best to sit up on the torn-up couch. “What changes…?”

“Oh, Trixie is so glad you asked.”

Ember straightened the green blazer jacket, patiently waiting by herself in the classroom, scribbling a few last-minute notes with a small smile on her face. She took a quick look up at the clock. Time was flying by. Just forty-five minutes to go before class started.

The door creaked open as Smolder walked in, pausing only to catch Ember’s eye. “Oh, good morning, Lord Ember. Here early, too?”

“Actually, I was running a little late this morning,” said Ember, sending down her quill. “I just can’t make it in two hours early every day like I want to. I feel like I’m going to get written up for being tardy.”

Smolder closed the door, giving a knowing smirk to Ember. “Well, if you were tardy all the time… Maybe you’d be sent to the guidance counselor’s office.”

Ember smirked back, crossing her legs beneath her desk. The fabric of her gray slacks was still clean and pressed. “Oh, Guidance Counselor Trixie called me into her office just the other day. She was very satisfied with my improvement… Very satisfied.”

Smolder took the seat next to Ember, undoing one button on her own blazer. “I guess I’d better start showing up even earlier, then. If I don’t ace all of the extra credit, you’re going to really cut into my time with that ass.”

The dragon lord’s tail curled. “Only the best of the best get the right to see it. I just happen to put my all into my studies for it. Maybe you’d get to see that gorgeous butt more often if you did.”

“Are you turning this into a competition now, Lord Ember? Because school or not, dragons don’t back down. And I’m not gonna lose to anyone.”

“Then may the best dragon win, Smolder!”

The two dragon ladies giggled in the classroom to themselves. Just outside of the classroom, Trixie smirked. One little flash of her butt, and these two were model students. Well, except for her “counseling” sessions, but Trixie was used to that. Walking to her office, Trixie made a mental note to greet her next appointment the same way.

After all, it wasn’t every day she got to meet with a gryphon.