Trixie's Ball Problem

“Hey, Trixie, we have a proposition for you!”

Trixie sighed internally as she heard Snip’s impetuous voice. Sure it was nice having fans in town, but these two were almost always just a headache. They always had some stupid idea that would waste her time, they’d get upset it wasn’t as amazing as they wanted, and she’d have to shoo them off. At least it was late enough that she didn’t have any plans for the night. “What do you think is deserving of the Great and Powerful Trixie’s time?”

Snails bounced on his feet a little bit before holding up a small rubber ball and three cups. “We were hoping you’d be willing to do a few rounds of this with us!”

Trixie scowled as she crossed her arms, slipping them underneath her breasts as she pushed them up. Each was at least as big as her head and she honestly took poses like this from time to time so as to help her back. It was also to get some satisfaction as she reminded them of what they could never have. “A parlor trick? Trixie stopped doing things like that long ago. She has better things to do with her time than getting one bit at a time.”

The two boys looked at each other, biting their cheeks as their eyes darted between them and her. As usual whenever they were cowed, it was Snips who took action as he stamped a foot into the ground. “Well, how about a hundred bits?”

Trixie’s eyes widened at that. Since she’d made friends with some of the Elements of Harmony and Starlight she hadn’t been running so lean as she had in the past, but a hundred bits was still a lot. She couldn’t act that excited though. It would look bad. “Trixie doesn’t believe you.”

Snails fumbled around in his pocket before pulling out a very heavy sack of bits. One look inside proved their claim, but he wouldn’t have been able to keep it in his pocket if it was worth more than one round of her time. Before Trixie could take it though, Snails stepped in, saying, “Ah, ah, ah! We aren’t going to do that for a normal game of cups! We’re paying this much, so everytime we win you have to strip for us!”

Snails bounced a little, a giant, doofy grin spreading across his face. “A-A-And if we win and you’re naked, y-y-you have to fuck us!”

Trixie scowled even further, glaring at them as she whispered, death on her breath, “Do you two think that just because you’re now eighteen gives you any right to ask of that? Trixie is not just some low rent hooker.”

Both of the boys were cowed by that, glancing at each other again before Snails said, “R-Remember, we have to win every round.”

Snips than piped in with, “Unless you don’t think you can beat two guys like us.”

Trixie balled her hands into fists, narrowing her eyes at them. They both backed away a step, as they should be after asking someone as amazing as her such questions. She was infinitely better than either of them, and as far as brains went? Ha! “I bet I’d win in one round.”

Snips was quick on the draw as he snapped back, “So that’s a yes?”

Trixie paused, barely holding herself back. She was smarter than that though. She had her magician’s hat, her shawl, her leggings, an undershirt for the bunny girl outfit that was the main piece to her ensemble, and the main piece itself. She wished she could say something about undergarments, but her newfound fortune had been a touch too good to her. It had gone to all the right places, giving her a nice, fat ass, and slightly larger breasts, but she hadn’t replaced her already form fitting outfit. Even her nipples couldn’t stay in her suit now it was pulled so tight.

But that also meant five rounds before she actually had to do anything. The odds were infinitely more in her favor. She’d hate it if it went so far as to have her stripped bare even, but a hundred bits was a hundred bits. In fact, a hundred bits would be a new, amazing outfit that fit right. “Yes. The Great and Powerful Trixie shall take your paltry challenge.

And Snips grinned from ear to ear. “Well, shall we go into your carriage? Surely you don’t want to be naked out here.”

And Trixie picked up a small rock with her magic, focusing on it for a few moments before it was suddenly shattered into pebbles. “Get too cocky, and that will be your balls. Trixie shall not be trifled with.”

Both boys were pale as ghosts from that before slowly coming into the carriage with her. She heard them muttering something between them, about making sure of something, but it wasn’t of importance to her. She would be in a bath in ten minutes. Tops. “Alright. Give Trixie those stupid cups.”

In short order a table was brought out, the cups laid down, and the ball placed beneath the middle. Trixie leaned in, resting her chin in one of her hands as she twirled the end of her hair with the other. “So, to be fair, I’ll only use magic to help me shuffle, I won’t hide the ball, and you two better behave no matter how long this goes.”

Snips snickered. “I don’t know. I think we’ll get to call the shots if we win it all.”

“Snips, maybe don’t be that mean…”

Trixie’s death glare softened at that. Admittedly, of all the boys she’d met and made fans of, and the men too if she was honest, she did like Snails. He was an idiot, but his enthusiasm was infectious and he backed off a lot faster than the rest of them. At least, when he wasn’t with Snails. It wasn’t something to worry about too much though as she placed her hands over the cups. “Ready?”

And the boys nodded. And her hands flew. Back when she did have to pull cons like this, she always used only her hands for the first round. It was for a few reasons. First, it was more relaxing to her. While parlor tricks were never her go tos, it was nice to have them for when she wanted to take it easy or when she was spent from a whole day performing. The second reason was the false sense of security it gave the customer. After all, her hands were fast and covered the cups well. She knew what she was doing. But it wasn’t impossible.

And then, instantly, her hands stopped. “Well, which one-”

Snails immediately piped up with, “The right one!”

Trixie blinked a few times before smiling. No reason to hide the ball this time. She has a couple pieces that can be gotten rid of safely, so popped up the cup and let her hat glide to the hook it always was on. “Good job. Been able to focus better nowadays?”

Snails fidgeted a bit, a slight blush coming across his cheeks. “W-W-Well, not really. I mean, focus has been good for me. It’s just processing I guess. Oh, or if it’s more than one thi- Oof!”

Snips brought his elbow back from between Snails’s ribs, chuckling a little as he says, “Hey, don’t pay him any mind. He likes to get too excited whenever he accomplishes something. I’ve got to bring him back to Equestria.”

Trixie hummed to herself as she began slowly shuffling the cups, taking it slower as she acted like she wasn’t paying attention to it. It’s the second part of getting the client into a false sense of security. They can see the minor tricks, like her using one cup to hide another for a moment, and win that way. After all, overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer.

And then she slowly stopped again. “Okay. Where is-”

And once more, Snails piped up again to say, “Right!”

Snips glared at him, hissing out, “Don’t just say it like that.”

Trixie lifted the cup up again, letting her cape float away this time. “If he knows, he knows. Nothing wrong with that. Or are you just jealous because you would have gotten it wrong?”

Snips glared at her, balling his fists in aggravation. He then looked at Snails and said, “Let me pick next time!”

Snails fidgeted in his seat before nodding, muttering an apology as he looked away.

Trixie slipped her tongue between her teeth, considering her options for later as she added magic to her routine. The cups moved faster, the sound of the ball became silent, minor tricks right now that she couldn’t do with his hands. Her mind was elsewhere as her eyes stayed on Snips until she finally stopped the cups. “Okay. You get to choose this time.”

And Snips’s eyes darted over to Snails, a little bit of sweat on his brow. He took his time thinking about it before finally saying, “Th-Th-The left one.”

And Trixie lifted it up. And there was the ball. “So, do you two have a system? Trixie saw your glances.”

Snips jumped at that, shouting back at her, “You think we’re smart enough for that? I was just making sure he hadn’t looked is all! You’re just afraid. That’s it, isn’t it? Trying to worm out of our deal!”

Trixie raised an eyebrow. When she was younger, the last few lines would have been enough to catch her. To get her to give up the suspicion.

She was older now. Smarter. Humbled. But that also helped her now as she scowled and threw up her arms. “How dare you accuse the Great and Powerful Trixie like this!? You are fools who are begging for scraps.” And then she smiled. “So, scraps you shall get.”

And instead of getting up for her leggings, she reached back, unzipping the back of her outfit. The front sagged a little, letting her breasts spill over easier. Not entirely, as they were still supported and pushed up, but without her undershirt there’d be no hiding her nipples, or the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“Oh. Whoops.” She let go of her undershirt, smiling at the boys as their jaws went slack. Their eyes were the size of dinner plates. She wouldn’t be surprised if this was the first time they’d seen breasts. Well, at least, a girl in the flesh with them out. She reached up, her hands gliding up the front of her body. Snips’s eyes went nowhere but her chest, but Snails’s went to the hands. She fluttered her fingers, watching Snails closely as he got distracted by each twitch and lift. She smiled at him, her fingers just below the top of her outfit, fingers pressed gently into the underside of her breast. “Trixie thought you said you could focus on only one thing.”

The poor boy’s cheeks were always red, but Snails became downright crimson, not an inch of his face being its normally pasty white. “Y-Y-You. I can f-f-focus on you.”

And Trixie bit into her cheek, being reminded all too well about the fact that she hadn’t been with a man in a long time. One of the downsides of being in demand. “You know how to flatter a girl.” Before bringing her fingers up, pinching her nipples between her index and pointer fingers. She used that to lift them up, pulling on the long breasts, stretching them to show just how large they were as they cast a shadow over the table. She then let them go, letting the perky set smack back onto her chest, her ribs hurting only a little at the heavy smack.They jostled and jiggled, the fat inside of them making them move for far longer than one might anticipate. She even added a little sway by turning her body a little, watching the boys as their heads pivoted to follow the motion. “Trixie won’t lie. It feels good every time she gets a chance to let them breathe. They’re so… confined in that outfit. Trixie has even had some say that she goes up a full size or two when she lets them out. What do you two think?”

They both simply nodded, a bit of drool coming out of Snails’s mouth as he let a small, droaning moan out. She smiled at them, leaning back over the cards as she whispered, “Ready?”

The two blinked, glancing at each other before Snails got another nudge in the ribs and she saw a slight glow from the unicorn’s horn. She could think of half a dozen reasons for why but she decided not to say anything. She had thoughts on what to do about the two anyways if worst came to worst.

The next round was pretty similar to the last. A lot of fast spins, a lack of sound, and now some enchanted wind to muddle the visuals a little. She couldn’t create a fog or else they’d call her out for it, but the visual noise, especially as the wind in the opposite direction that the cup was, was almost just as potent. And then a slow stop, letting the wind settle. Her eyes darted up, a single eyebrow raised.

Snips was useless this time, his eyes still glued on her chest. She didn’t entirely blame him. Her arms were tight to her body and in constant motion which bumped, bounced, and banged her breasts while she made her moves. In fact, it was part of why she took off her undershirt, even if the weight of them made them slapping against each less than comfortable.

Snails on the other hand, once he realized that she was waiting for a response, said triumphantly, “Middle!”

Trixie smiled as she revealed the ball. “You’re right. You do focus well. Now for your reward.”

She stood up, needing to no matter what as she stepped slightly away from the table. There was a small part of her that was angry when she broke out into a wide smile looking away from them, but she’d never been shy about her body. In fact, she liked the attention and mixing it with a game was a lot of fun. She only wished they weren’t buying this.

Or, as she winced a little, that she hadn’t forced them to. Well, only part of that thought was true. Besides, while she did like them, she’d never been close enough to them to think of doing anything like this. Maybe Starlight would be interested in this some night? A bottle of wine, taking their time, and jokes as each of them lost pieces of clothing sounded absolutely divine.

She needed to focus though. She was trying to put on a show as she turned back towards them, lifting her arms up. She really did need to stretch out, but it also made arching her back easier. The main point was to push out her breasts, the loose fabric from the mostly undone suit slipping off of her chest the rest of the way. Nothing held them back as the light glinted off of her lightly tanned skin.

That was barely an appetizer though to the main dish. Her hands came down slowly, crossing as they brushed against her shoulders. For a second her nipples were hidden as she pressed her arms against her chest, the fat mounds spilling around them in a show of how useless trying to hide them like this was. Her arms then dragged themselves along her chest, pulling down on them as they moved like soft, squishy dough. Her thumbs then hooked into the sides of her main outfit and began to pull it down as she moved. At about her belly button she no longer could keep a hold of her chest, letting it spring back up, her nipples fully erect as they bounced before the boys, taking a solid ten seconds to finally settle back down. She smirked at them before saying, “Trixie must admit that she enjoys this a little. Helps to know that it will go no further than teasing.”

And while Snails mumbled how he hoped that wouldn’t be the case, Snips snorted a little before saying, “Just you wait. I’ll show you when we win it all.” The hunger in his voice all too clear.

Trixie rolled her eyes at it though. Of course he was hungry at this point, but he could at least be making an effort to hide it. She then got her outfit to her waist, where a belt cinched it in place, just in case a wardrobe malfunction happened. Unfortunately, it was built into the outfit so she couldn’t use it as a seperate piece of clothing. It would take her five seconds to just loosen it and let the outfit fall away from her entirely but her mind wanted to keep playing for a little bit.

So, instead she kept it cinched, with it barely having even the faintest idea of actually coming off. She had done it before though when she was tired enough to not want to deal with the belt. It wasn’t smart of her, but it made sure this would work as she grunted at its resistance. She pretended to push down on it hard. When that didn’t work out, she leaned over, trying to give herself leverage as her breasts hung from her chest. Like this they could move with complete and utter freedom. She could feel their eyes locked onto them, watching every twitch they had as she grunted with her outfit, bouncing them lightly in every mock harumph to sell her difficulty.

When that was obviously not working, she hooked her thumbs tight on the belt, pinching it more than pushing it, and hopped. The first one barely shifted her position, her straightening herself out for it first. Her breasts came up with her, lifted high, almost high enough to threaten to knock her out. When she landed, they came down with a hard enough smack that even Snails winced and Trixie’s eye twitched for a second as she cursed loudly internally. That was going to bruise. Fantastic. It didn’t stop her though, just as broken fingers hadn’t stopped her during a show before.

No, instead she stayed bent over so as to avoid more of those colossal hits as she kept hopping. Her breasts went wild, moving frantically as she made sudden jerks, grunts, and jumps in what appeared to be increasing frustration to get the outfit off. In reality, by the second one, she was actually having to keep it up as it slipped over her hip bone. It would of course find some resistance on her ass, but the other jumps would have certainly slipped it off.

Instead, when she was done with her hops, she now had her back to them. Or, rather, due to being bent over like this, her ass to them. She pulled up on the fabric, making sure they could see her pussy firmly outlined by the tight polyester. They could probably also see where her excitement had soaked lightly into the fabric. Not that she minded. It was all part of the fun. She did give a very exaggerated sigh of relief. “There we go. Now Trxie can actually get this damned thing off.”

Neither of the boys responded. They were too distracted by the view. A couple years ago she would have shrugged when it came to her ass. She’d never been scrawny mind you, her mother having given her very kind genes, but it wasn’t anything special. Now though… Well, she slipped her hands under her suit, feeling it all press against her digits. She then spread out her fingers, letting the two see what they may be able to do, or fail to do. After all, even when placed at the middle of her rump, she couldn’t get her fingers to meet or get properly around to the sides of her hips. No, the past few years had been very, very kind to her lower half.

Her arms slipped down, using those to move the suit more than her fingers. Those were only useful to highlight the curves, highlight how deep someone could sink their fingers into it. How much she had to offer as inch by inch she let them see it all. There was even a cute, audible gasp from snails as her suit peeled itself away from her pussy, the wet slit trying to keep its grip on it despite Trixie’s need to actually get undressed. It was only a moment after that that the suit finally fell to her ankles. Instead of merely stepping out of it though, Trixie let out a slight moan, half real half not, as she squeezed her ass and spread it open to let them see literally everything.

And then she had to roll her eyes as Snips whispered to Snails, “I get to destroy that first.”

Finally she sat back down, slipping her hands back to swipe her hair back behind her head, swaying her chest fairly heavily this time. It was enough that Snails, in his attempts to track them, almost fell off his chair. She let out a slight giggle at that before placing her hands back over the cups. “Ready?”

The two nodded, a spark or two falling off of the tip of Snails’s horn. Trixie smirked as she began to spin the cups one more time. She had no new tricks this time. She wasn’t out, but she wanted to keep her final trick to herself when she was certain that whatever Snails was doing would fail. This time though, as she stopped them, he stammered out, “L-L-Left. Please.”

So he was worried about having lost track. Good. Whatever he was doing was still working though as she lifted the left one and showed the ball.

Trixie then scooted back her chair, lifted one leg up onto the table, then the other. Spread eagle like this she hid absolutely nothing, her excitement and the stains it’d left on her legs being in clear view. She slipped her hands onto her legs, running her hands along her black, silk stockings. It must have felt like an eternity to the poor boys as she slowly made her way up. Snips even snapped as she moved past the top edges of the thin cloth, where it bit into her skin to leave some to spill over ever so slightly over the tight fabric, and placed her hands over her pussy. The cracking in his voice made it all the more satisfying as he yelped out, “Get on with it already!”

She smiled at them, batting her eyes as she said, “I know I could, but as I don’t need to strip if I lose one more time, and my arms are getting so tired, I was thinking I’d work on these while I did the next round. You don’t mind, do you?”

Snails shook his hard hard enough to make himself dizzy while Snips said, “Th-That’s cheating! You’re supposed to strip before you start back up!”

Trixie raised an eyebrow. “You’ve had no trouble so far so I see no problem with this. Oh… Is it that you’re scared? That’s it, isn’t it? That you can’t beat your whore just because she’s naked?”

Snails opened his mouth, barely getting out, “You’re not,” before Snips cut him by slamming his fist on the table and yelling, “Like Tarturus! So just play!”

And she took a sharp breath in before getting that smile back, her hands spreading apart as the cups began to move… and teleport. She had reasons for why this was actually okay, methods to it, but neither even commented. Not while she spread her pussy wide open for them, one finger of each of her hands sinking into it. They came out, flicking her juices out against the table to show just how ready she was for when they won the round. She let out a long, sultry moan as she leaned back, resting her head against a dresser behind her, one eye still open to watch Snails.

His horn had about a dozen sparks fallen from his horn, whatever hiding the glow on it failing now, before whatever spell he had disappeared. Perfect. She could just lean her head back and moan more as she took in shuddering breaths, rolling her hips as she moved the cups, teasing them with exactly what they wanted as she pulled off her stockings.

And, as each got to her knees, the cups swung towards each other, counter spun as it appeared they all went right past each other, and then the two on the sides teleported to be behind her. In clear view, but when she shouted, “Now!”

Snails jumped, shouting, “Middle!”

Trixie nodded as she brought her feet down with a hard thud, using her magic to get the cup to jump and show that, finally, they had missed. It was the final trick. If she caused them not to think they’d likely default to the only one that was where they’d been focusing the entire time. She’d given enough time before teleporting the other two that someone could catch it, she’d still never beat Maud at this after all, but these two couldn’t keep up.

The two looked at each other, Snips hissing out, “But what about the spell?”

“I-I-I lost focus. You saw her though, right!?”

“Of course I did! Why do you think I’m angry?”

Trixie leaned in, her cloak coming over to hide her body. “A spell? So you two were cheating?”

The two boys paled, staring at her as they stayed silent. Trixie narrowed her eyes, hissing out, “If you two tell anyone about this, I’ll let them know how you tried to trick me so you forced me into sex. Understood?” Her tone made sure her final statement wasn’t actually a question.

The two still nodded, scrambling towards the door. Snips got out of there first, but before Snails could go Trixie snapped, “The bits.”

The poor boy jumped, looking back at her, his whole body shaking before he finally trudged over, slowly pulling out the bag and presenting it to her. “S-S-Sorry.”

Trixie stood up, watching as Snails’s eyes stayed firmly on the ground. She stepped around, one hand sliding onto the bag and gripping it while her mouth came to his ear, breathing out, “I put the ball into my stocking, so next time we play we can both start on even ground.” And then she stood up and waved him away. “Now go. I need some sleep, some aspirin for the headache Snips gave me, and,” she said as she brought a hand up to squeeze her breast, moaning lightly as she said, “thinking about what we’ll do to each other when you come to me tomorrow as a friend instead of a client. Understood?”

Snails nodded, his head back to crimson before he took a sharp turn towards the door, stepped out of it, closed it. Trixie smirked, bursting into laughter when she heard a thump from the poor boy falling off of the stairs. She then let out a long, satisfied sigh as she headed for the bed, ready to become much, much more satisfied after she broke out other friends of hers tonight.