All Great Trix

Trixie pouted as Starlight dabbed at the semen in her fur with a wet cloth, wiping her face clean in a way that reminded Trixie entirely too much of her own mother when she was a filly. The fact that Sunburst was carefully bending her arms and lets, her wrists and her neck, and periodically sending a tingling charge of magic through her limbs didn’t help.

“Trixie is fine, Master!” She protested, not for the first time, as she batted his hands away when he went to check the sensation at her waistline again.

“If she’s feeling well enough to fuss, she’s fine,” Starlight decided, laying the magician down on the Princess-sized bed in the green room behind the stage. She stripped out of her leotard, climbing in to snuggle up against one side of Trixie as Sunburst took the other, draping his cloak over them as a makeshift blanket.

“You can’t blame us for wanting to make sure you’re okay, Trixie,” Sunburst pointed out. “You did a very good job, but we’ve never tried moving the portals with you on both sides before.”

“Except for every time we rehearsed the routine,” Trixie groused, crossing her arms over her belly. Her lips quirked up at the edges as Starlight nibbled at her ear and Sunburst rested his hand on her chest, feeling heartbeat before he shifted his grip to play absently with her nipples.

“You love being fawned over and you know it,” Starlight teased, reaching down to take Trixie’s hand in hers, Sunburst reaching up to take it from the other side. “You did good, Trix.”

“Mmm… so Master and Mistress aren’t mad at Trixie for going all the way Old Trixie again?” The blue-furred mare asked through a yawn, looking between her mates.

“Of course not, Trixie,” Starlight chuckled, rolling her eyes. “It’s all part of the show.”

“Not at all,” Sunburst agreed. “It’s good that we changed the routine so Starlight gets some time with me though. It took me a minute to get back to remembering which one of us is bottom of the pile at home.”

“Always, as long as I get snuggles afterwards.” Trixie yawned again, settling in to the comfortable warmth between her lovers.

“Always,” Starlight giggled. “Mmm… Trixie? Want you to be awake for this next part.”

Trixie’s eyes snapped open as she looked curiously up at her Mistress.

“Is something wrong?”

“No,” Starlight promised her. “Remember what I said about making ‘us’ more public earlier? We want to talk to you about it, and not while you’re dozing off.”

“Okay,” Trixie agreed cautiously as Sunburst pulled her up the bed so that Trixie only had to turn her head to look into either of their faces. “What is it?”

“Well,” Sunburst started, “you know my Mom….”

“And my Dad,” Starlight cut in. “And how they were kind of mourning the idea of grandfoals when Sunburst and I got married?”

“Trixie also remembers how easy it was to make them regret saying that out loud,” Trixie said through a tight smile. “There are more important things than grandfoals. Like their children being happy together. And not having to worry about whether or not said children's playmate accidentally spills senna juice into their drinks.”

“Told you she did it,” Starlight sighed, rolling her eyes.

“We are definitely going to have to find a suitable punishment for that later,” Sunburst agreed. “But with us spending more time together, and how we’ll be spending the entire tour sharing hotel rooms, we were thinking that, just maybe….” He held his hand up, then twisted it around to hold a gold band up between his thumb and forefinger, his cutie mark and Starlight’s both inlaid into it as he offered the band to Trixie. “Maybe we’d make our herd official, and they could have those grandfoals they wanted in the next year or two?”

Trixie looked at his face, making sure he was serious, then nearly twisted her head off her shoulders turning back towards Starlight to make sure she wasn’t kidding either.

Then Trixie made a sound that Diamond Dogs in the audience would later swear they’d heard through the green room’s soundproofing, hugging her mates tight against her.

“I think that’s a yes,” Starlight smiled, taking the ring from Sunburst and sliding it onto Trixie’s hand. “We’ll see about getting our eternity collars and masks made up before the tour’s over.”

“New tour, new collars and masks,” Trixie almost purred as she looked at the new ring, letting out another squeal. “Hmm… how will Trixie ever thank you both?” She asked, lidding her eyes and looking between her owners.

Before either Sunburst or Starlight could make any suggestions, there was a light ‘tink, tink’ like ceramic bumping the bed leg. A low canine whine from the floor confirmed that Earl Grey was there, a leash around the poof of fluffy fur at his top, the handle threaded through his handle.

“Can’t you wait?” Trixie groaned, plopping her head back against the pillow. “We were just about to get to the fun part!”

“Ah-ah - he’s your dog, Trixie,” Starlight giggled.

Trixie sighed, lifting herself up and over Starlight, picking Earl Grey up and putting him on her shoulder before getting down on all fours, clipping the leash to her collar.

“Yes, Mistress - please don’t be worn out when we get back from walkies?” She asked hopefully, letting the teacup abomination find a comfortable seat between her shoulders before he tugged at the leash to tell her he was ready.

“We’ll try,” Sunburst chuckled. “But if Mistress says it’s time to play before you get back….”

Trixie sniffed, lifting her muzzle up into the air.

“Well, if she does, then you’d both better be ready for Trixie to be extra Trixie until our next show!”

With that, she hiked her tail up proudly, showing off her creampied pussy before walking out the door on all fours without a hint of shame that she was being taken for a walk by transmogrified tableware.

“Wouldn’t have her any other way,” Starlight smiled fondly, closing the door behind Trixie before turning her attention to her remaining bedmate.