Author's Note

Contains specifically: Futanari and Non-con.

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Perpetua Voluptate Grimorio

It was late night and Trixie Lulamoon was taking a hot and relaxing shower before she could prepare to sleep. The past days have been very frustrating for her magical training. The students in her school no longer admired her performances. Well, who would actually. Sunset Shimmer and her gang have already managed to manipulate real magic so easily and use it for 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 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 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, specially 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 they were in another language. She was perplexed with such discovery. “How could Trixie have let the presence of that book unnoticed for so long?”. 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..

“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 five pointed star to it.

“Contra Voluntatem” yet again she read it out loud. “Again these ‘voluptatem’ words, and even in the cape of the book is written ‘voluptate’” 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 was 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.

At that moment, she looked at 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 and 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 the 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, still naked.

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 at 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 crotch. 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 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 drip 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 it a little more. Although it hurted a little in the beginning, the new pleasure she was feeling was worth it. After all, that meant she was about to come. Shrunken muscles. Moisty sounds. 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 she was having 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 in normal conditions and 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. However, for her relief, there was nothing there but her dear little hairy 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?

Even though she would say such a 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 restraints. 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 three couples of stairs, she was already running on the streets to Canterlot High.

Canterlot High: 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, though. 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. But what was really on the table for her was the fact that the campus was a beacon for magical and bizarre events.

The white haired girl crossed the stallion statue on the school courtyard, sprinting so she wouldn’t get too 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 Principal Celestia and 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 and dissapointed 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 remorseful for 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 bag for 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 its magic.

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 had 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 seat, 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 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. At 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.

“Look, I know that you live by yourself on town and that’s a lot of responsibility for a girl your age, but you need to organize your time better” Luna walked to the window and looked at the corridors outside. “Now, what to do with you…” she mumbled with a sarcastic evil smirk.

Trixie’s phone started vibrating in her pocket. Startled, the girl rapidly grabbed it. It was Lavender Lace texting her, probably to know why she was late to class. Trixie quickly tried to reply to 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 being generous to 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 with the sentence of her punishment. She then 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!

“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 was twitchy 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 had just passed by. That was fast.

“Are...you okay?” Trixie asked.

“Yes…” Luna started to breathe intensely, trying to keep it cool.

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. Have a good day, Vice-Principal”.

“No...” Luna said it painfully while taking a hold of her hands so they wouldn’t do any unwanted mischeavings. “You’ll stay here...”

Trixie froze instantly, afraid of what the spell could do to Luna.

“Come here, miss Lulamoon, I have something else I need from you…” the look on Luna’s face just abruptly changed to a more seductive semblance.

“I don’t wanna get late for lunch” Trixie was making up excuses to get out of there as fast as she could.

“Lunch is only about 20 minutes from now and I wouldn’t want you roaming around the school freely like this, especially a girl who has been so bad such as yourself”.

Trixie stood her ground mind numbed, only waiting to see what was about to come.

The Vice Principal closed the window to make the room dark once more.

“You know both our names mean ‘moon’, right?” Luna pointed out while approaching Trixie.

“N-no..I...didn’t know…”

“I know I’ve always been a bit demanding about your discipline as a student and I’m really sorry about that” Luna reached out a hand to meet the side of Trixie’s face. “Perhaps I was too harsh to you”.

Thus she kissed Trixie. The young student was astonished by her action. I can’t believe the spell is turning back itself on me. She tried breaking apart from the kiss, but Luna was more agile and strong then she was. Grabbed by her wrist and shoulder, Trixie proceeded to be kissed.

Her lips were so soft and her mouth so sweet. This black lipstick tastes like gateau. A really good one. Trixie calmly succumbed to the Vice-Principal’s touch.

“I’ve always wanted to lock this door behind you and make god knows what to these young school girls...such as you” Luna whispered in her ear and then proceeded to weakly bite her neck.

Trixie moaned in delight. That was so wrong yet so pleasing.

Luna sat 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?

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 admiring more mature women that much, so Trixie was very surprised to see her in such a 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 the undergarment. Her light 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 panties started to soak. She opened her mouth. Perhaps I should shave mine too.

Luna lied on the bureau and started fingering herself with her middle and ring finger of one hand whereas the other pressed her breasts, yelling and moaning, sensually calling Trixie to join her. Trixie was starting to feel her lust juices exiting her panties. She was already dripping wet. The Vice-Principal’s fingers rhythm intensified and her face was completely red by that point. She was delightfully unashamed of fingering herself in front of one of her students.

“Here, let me help you” Luna was already growing impatient with Trixie’s lack of attitude, thus she pulled her closer to the table by the collar of her sweater.

Short after that they started kissing and Luna’s hand started trailing her body, slowly taking off her clothes. Sooner than she could’ve anticipated, Trixie’s clothes were completely striped from her. Her light blue skin meeting the dark blue one from Luna entered in a complete harmony of lust.

Luna’s and Trixie’s hands met each other’s cunts simultaneously and both of them moaned loudly. Luna smiled at her and leaned her back on the table, sliding all of the objects off the table. Trixie came on top of her after that and waited for the next command.

“Let’s see if you pass this exam, babe...do me...”

Trixie immediately stared at the wet pussy in front of her. She froze for a moment, but she was certain of what she was supposed to do. And thus she did. One long lick was enough to make Luna yell in pleasure. She resumed kissing and licking her.

“Oh, my, miss Lulamoon! Yes!”

The tongue went in and out and swirled on the clit. Luna pinched her nipples and groped her breasts firmly. Trixie was supporting her own pussy on Luna’s thigh and the vice principal took the opportunity to start shaking it a bit, teasing with Trixie. It was until a point when Trixie wasn’t focused enough while feeling her own pussy stimulated.

The student stopped and glared for a moment, giving the opportunity to the VIce-Principal to grab her by the neck with one hand while the other went violently straight to her labia. Trixie frowned and moaned.

Thus Luna asked:

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No…please, please don’t stop!” Trixie answered in delight.

“Good...”

Luna turned Trixie around so she could face her back. From behind, Luna resumed fingering Trixie with vigour while groping her breast and biting her ear and neck.

“Will you come for me, Miss Lulamoon?”

“Yes!” Trixie was completely submissive.

Luna threw her on the bureau so her ass was up in the air and fully displayed. Luna started licking her nethers completely, the tongue even made it to her anus momentarily. Trixie’s lungs shrunk and her legs trembled. It was a new sensation, and it was really good.

“I see you’re quite fond of it” Luna pointed out, inserting a few fingers inside her pussy.

Luna intensified the pace, her hand violently vibrating and producing gushy sounds. Trixie moaned as she was about to climax, clenching her fists with her eyes wide open. Moans turned into screams. So loud that if the school alarm hadn't went off in the moment, someone would’ve heard her.

Trixie’s juices squirted on her thighs, on Luna’s hands and a bit on the floor. Trixie’s legs were weak and she fell kneeled on the floor, nearly fainting in pleasure. How can it be so good?

“Say, Miss Lulamoon, you should go...” Luna warned her while dressing herself quickly. “It’s lunch time and my sister will be here at any moment”.

She calmly rested her hand on Trixie’s face, admiring her nakedness once more.

“You can use my restroom to get cleaned,” she gently offered. “Just don’t think you’re out of detention yet”.

Trixie got confused though her mind was already numb enough.

“You’re gonna stay in detention the whole week...and I’m gonna pay you a few visits in the meantime. I’ll make sure no student will be there to interrupt us...”