“Huh, Trixie swore there was more in here…”

Trixie shrugged, closing the box before getting back in front of her caravan, continuing on the path. According to the sun in the sky, she was still westward-bound. Trixie let out a lonely sigh, all the scenery started to look the same. Nothing interesting to catch her eye, and no one around to make pleasant conversation with.

She looked up at the sky, same clouds, same sun, the only thing that changed was the silhouette of a dragon that was getting closer by the second-

“OH SHIT!” Trixie squeaked in panic as she flinched, hiding by using her magician’s hat as a shield. She heard the dragon landing in front of her, preparing for the worst.

“Oh, hey! I thought you looked kinda familiar!”

Trixie stopped cowering to look up from her hat, feeling relief when she saw it was a friendly blue dragon that she encountered. “Oh, we’ve met before, haven’t we? You’re Dragon Lord Ember, right?”

“Yeah, and you’re The Great and Powerful Trixie, aren’t you?”

Trixie blinked in surprise. “Wait, you remembered Trixie’s name? Aren’t you usually terrible at remembering pony names and faces?”

“Well, nopony else says their own name as often as you do,” Ember explained. “It’d be hard NOT remembering it.”

“YES! Finally, someone gets it!” Trixie felt tears welling up over this newfound sense of validation. She quickly cleared her throat, composing herself. “So, what can Trixie do for you?”

“I was flying around when I just spotted you all alone,” Ember shrugged. “Just wondering where you were going, seeing as most of the towns and stuff were behind you.”

“Well, if you must know, Trixie was setting off on a long journey to a special journey to the western parts of Equestria!” she explained, spreading her hooves wide.

“Why don’t you just teleport yourself all the way over?” Ember asked, unfazed by Trixie’s bravado. “Some of you ponies can do that, right?”

Trixie hesitantly cleared her throat. “Well, it’s not that Trixie couldn’t, but teleporting me and all my stuff such a long distance takes up a lot of energy! It’s much more efficient to walk all the way over.”

“I’m pretty sure I’ve seen Twilight and Starlight do long distances with no problem, though,” Ember said innocently.

Trixie could feel a vein pop on her forehead as she tried to suppress her rage. “Well, Trixie also believes that the journey is just as important.” she said through gritted teeth.

“Mmm, I guess you have a point,” Ember nodded.

“Admittedly, it has been a bit lonely travelling all alone. Though now that you’re here, would you mind travelling with Trixie to her destination?”

Ember scratched her head. “I dunno, how far are we going?”

Trixie grinned, seeing that she potentially snagged a travel companion. “It’s not too far. Trixie already walked most of the distance. It shouldn’t take more than a day or two!”

“Hmm…”

Trixie could see Ember was still not entirely convinced yet. “Oh! Wait! Let me tell you about where we’re going!” Trixie leaned over and whispered something to her.

Ember’s eyes instantly lit up with excitement. “Why didn’t you say that in the first place?! Let’s go!”

“Perfect! You can go inside or hop on the roof if you want.”

Ember perched herself on the roof of Trixie’s caravan. It took a bit for her to adjust to the added weight, but soon Trixie was off, with her new travel partner literally in tow.

“So, you’ve been to this place before?” Ember asked, watching the scenery go slowly by.

“Mmhm!” Trixie nodded. “It’s one of Trixie’s favorite places in Equestria!”

“Well, the way you described it, I’d be going there every day if I could!” Ember was completely unaware of how much she was drooling.

Trixie looked behind her shoulder “Yeah, Trixie isn’t surprised.”

Ember peered over, looking down into the caravan. “So what’s in here, anyway?”

“Only the finest of tools Trixie needs to put on the most eye-catching shows the likes of Equestria has ever seen!” Trixie boasted, puffing her chest with pride.

“Really? Cause it looks like a box of dildos to me,” Ember said, pointing inside.

Trixie felt her heart drop in her chest. “WHAT!?”

“Yep, there’s a lot in there, too. Is that part of the show?” Ember reached in, grabbing a few in her hands and pulling them out to examine them.

Trixie angrily stuttered, popping out of her harness to retrieve her sex toys. “Aaaah you saw nothing!”

“Well, it’s a bit too late for that,” Ember shrugged.

Trixie cried in anguish, going back to pulling the cart. The scenery slowly changed from vibrant greens to ashy grays.

“Now this is something I’m more familiar with!” Ember nodded happily.

Trixie clicked her tongue in annoyance. “Well, since you saw it already, do you mind if I ask you something?”

“I...guess not?”

“Okay, so...what does dragon dick feel like?”

Ember started madly blushing. “W-What?”

“Well, you already saw it. There’s a few in there that are...you know, dragon-based,” Trixie sheepishly explained. “Trixie was just wondering what the real thing is like, is all.”

Still reeling from the bluntness of the question, Ember looked side to side. “Um...I guess they feel nice? Well, the ones that can fit, anyway.”

Trixie’s ears perked up. “What do you mean? You’ve had some that haven’t fit before?”

“Well, dragons come in a lot of different sizes,” Ember explained in a matter-of-fact tone. “There’s plenty of dragons out there where their junk alone is like, three times my size.”

“Ah, true. But the ones that do fit, though? Are they accurate to what you’ve seen?”

Ember grabbed the dragon dildos from inside the box, examining them closely. “Pretty accurate, yeah,” she nodded. “I’m not going to test how they feel inside me. Still wanna win this thing, ya know.”

“Fair enough.”

“What about you?” Ember asked, reaching into the box again. “How do these pony dildos feel?”

“Ah, Trixie likes them nice and thick,” Trixie nodded to herself. “Though it’s admittedly been a while since she’s had the real thing…” she let out a heavy sigh.

Ember rested her head on her hands, now kicking her feet back and forth in interest. “Oh yeah? Who are you hoping to experience the real thing with?”

Trixie leaned her head to the side in contemplation. “Well, there’s not that many stallions, so Trixie can’t be picky. Perhaps Sunburst or Soarin’ would be the ideal pick. Shining Armor would be nice, just to get a taste of some married stallion fun. Trixie wouldn’t mind Sandbar, but he’s probably looking for somepony bigger, and Troubleshoes would probably wreck me, but he’s not exactly off the table...”

“You’ve been thinking about this for a while, huh?”

“Of course!” Trixie beamed with pride. “Trixie has been preparing for quite some time! What about you, anything you wanna try out at the orgy?”

“Hm, I haven’t given it that much thought yet. I guess Thorax and that big, dark blue pony would be pretty fun.”

“Ah, Princess Luna?” Trixie nodded along. “Not a bad choice at all.”

Ember squinted her eyes. From her position, she had a pretty good view of Trixie’s rear, and she didn’t seem to be hiding her arousal at all. “Of course if that doesn’t work out, I could always show you what a dragon tongue feels like. Bet you don’t have that in your little box of toys.”

Some major renovations had been made to Ponyville, though only temporarily. Dirt paths looped around town square, with bales of hay on each side. Wooden arcs bridged over the paths to allow easier access.

Cheerilee stood near the banner posts, a megaphone in her hoof. “Alright! We’re almost ready to begin! Racers, to the starting line!”

Ponies began lining up underneath the checkered flag banner, each of them riding in a hoof-made racing cart.

“Hope you’re ready to lose this year, Scootaloo!” Apple Bloom smirked, tapping on the side of her own cart with her hoof.

“Ha! As if! You don’t know speed like I do!” Scootaloo scoffed, already leaning forward.

Rarity leaned forward, “See, Sweetie Belle? You just let those two destroy each other, and then you’ll win and get two awards at once!”

“I heard that!” Rainbow Dash and Applejack said simultaneously.

Cheerilee was quick to interrupt. “I’m so excited to get the Applewood Derby underway!”

Scootaloo leaned her head over the side of her cart, then turned to Rainbow Dash. “Is it just me, or did Cheerilee’s skirt get shorter since last year?”

Dash turned her head to get an eyeful of Cheerilee’s partially exposed flank. Her tail was automatically lifting up the skirt, having it barely cover her cutie mark. She swore she saw a quick flash of light blue as the skirt suddenly lifted up further, exposing her mare bits.

Pomf!

“Ok, so not just me then.”

Applejack started snickering, only riling Dash up further.

“Hey, at least I’m still in, unlike somepony I know…”

Now it was Rarity’s turn to giggle, looking at Applejack with a knowing grin on her face.

“Lousy little-Ah’ll show you…”

“Alright! Let’s not wait any longer!” Cheerilee was quick to intervene again, not wanting to make too much of a scene at the starting line. “On your marks, get set...GO!”

With the cheering of the crowd spurring them on, the carts sped off, with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo’s carts rushing off the starting line first, and the others coming in from behind.

As the crowd rushed to the next intersection of the track to watch the carts go by, Cheerilee could sense something go overhead and land near her.

“Sorry, I’m not interrupting or getting in the way of anything, am I?” Soarin’ asked, noticing that the crowd was starting to turn and look at the Wonderbolt in uniform rather than the race.

Cheerilee turned and gasped in shock. “O-Oh! Not at all! What brings you all the way here to Ponyville?”

“Just wanted to check out the race. Heard Dash talking about it and I wanted to check out what she and Thunderlane were up to.”

“Well, you’re more than welcome to stay and watch!” Cheerilee smiled, turning around to the track. “There’s plenty to enjoy at this event.”

Soarin’ absentmindedly nodded, his eyes transfixed on Cheerilee’s skirt and how little it covered. “Mmhm…”

Cheerilee took a quick look behind her, smirking to herself upon seeing where his eyes were leading. Though when she turned around, she found she was also unable to take her eyes away from him, particularly how form-fitting his uniform was.

The two continued to ogle each other up, neither one willing to admit what they were doing or stop the other one from doing it.

Soarin’ was the first to break the silence. “S-So…! This is a pretty nice track you got set up…!” he said awkwardly, rubbing his back legs together.

“Thanks! It took a bit to set up...we like to change it up every year!” Cheerilee replied, swearing to herself that she saw Soarin’s uniform get even tighter.

“Well, it’s definitely well designed!” Soarin’ managed to look away just for a second. “Looks like there’s a lot of good places to get a good view of the action!”

“I could take you to a much better viewing spot!” Cheerilee blurted out almost too quickly.

Soarin’ could feel his wings twitching behind his back. “Y-Yeah! That sounds great!”

Amidst the cheering crowd, Cheerilee and Soarin’ snuck away from the track. With Cheerilee leading the entire time, he got a good and long look at just how wet the teacher was. Not that his own bulge and stiff wings were being subtle either.

Once they were far into one of the alleyways, Cheerilee did a full turnaround. “S-So…! The view’s real nice from here, isn’t it?”

“U-Uh-huh…” Soarin’ let out a shaky huff, already trying to shuffle out of his uniform.

With eager eyes, Cheerilee watched Soarin’ slowly get out of his tight outfit. The stripping started at the head, and slowly worked its way down, with Cheerilee quivering in anticipation.

All her waiting finally paid off when Soarin’s dick was finally freed, bouncing out and dripping with pre. “I...I don’t think I can wait anymore…!”

“Then let’s not wait!” Cheerilee was quick to get on her back, spreading her hooves.

Soarin’ carefully positioned himself above the mare, then penetrated her, slowly thrusting his hips back and forth. Even with his eagerness, he still wanted to make the moment last.

Cheerilee let out a loud, sultry moan, reassuring herself that everypony was still watching the race that was hopefully far from finishing.

“Haaah…F-feels...so good!” Soarin’ huffed, trying to keep eye-contact with her as he gradually sped up. “Been so...pent up!”

“I-I can tell!” Cheerilee’s heart was pounding, the size of Soarin’s shaft inside her made her breath shaky. “OooOOOoooh you’re really paaaaAAAaaacking!”

After only a dozen thrusts, Soarin’s eyes widened in panic. “S-Sorry…! But I think I’m gonna…!”

“It’s okay! W-We can always just-Ah just do it already!”

With a combined cry of ecstasy, two fireworks went off in tandem, shooting off from Twilight’s castle and even crossing paths on their way up. The ensuing explosions and the visual of both Soarin’ and Cheerilee’s faces sparkling in the sky was certainly an attention-grabber.

“Woah, a twofer.” Spike said, letting out a low whistle as he looked up, noting Soarin’s gritted teeth and Cheerilee’s frazzled mane still being adorned by the cheerleader bow.

Most of the carts had already crossed the finish line, with the drivers and passengers staring up at the sky and quickly realizing Cheerilee was nowhere to be found.

“So, uh...who won?” Apple Bloom asked.

“Depends on what you define as winnin’...” Applejack muttered.

Author's Note

GIMMIE A D!

I wonder if people can figure out where they're going.