“God I need a beer!” Tristen cursed under his breath as he slammed the front door of his apartment shut. He panted for a moment, winded from running up the stairs to get to his apartment. “I really have to find a better job.”

Once Tristen freed himself of his bag and jacket, the exhausted office worker staggered into the small space he called a kitchen. After liberating a beer from his fridge he staggered back to the couch, flopping onto the once-soft piece of furniture with a grunt.

“TV....let’s see what’s on TV.....” Tristen grumbled as he flipped through the channels on his tiny television. Gordon Ramsey screaming at someone, a documentary on World War II, NFL....oh, a magic show! “Huh, that’s oddly nice.”

After a few minutes, Tristen couldn’t help but feel his eyelids get heavy, his drowsiness making him lean back against the couch. “Eh, probably the beer....” He yawned before completely falling asleep.

Tristen awoke with a jump, almost rolling off his couch as his whole body jerked. He frowned as all of his senses told him he wasn’t alone, but he didn’t hear anyone else in the room he was resting in. As he slowly scanned the room with his eyes he realized the television was full of static instead of the magic show or whatever he was watching earlier.

“Damn thing.” Tristen let out a string of curses as he searched for the remote to turn the television off. “I really need to get a new one...”

Suddenly the static stopped, forcing Tristen to look up from where he was searching under the couch. The television had gone from being a mess of static to showing what looked like a blue unicorn with a wizard hat and cape. She grinned and started to step towards the screen, almost....seductively.

“The hell?” Tristen muttered under his breath, his brow slowly furrowing in confusion.

When the unicorn finally reached the screen itself, the entire television once again burst into a mess of static. Tristen frowned and started to get back to searching for the remote, but was cut off by the sound of hooves clopping on wood. Almost on cue, a pair of blue forelegs came out of the television like something out of The Ring, followed by the rest of the Unicorn.

“Hello, you must be Tristen.” The unicorn grinned seductively, standing at about waist height for the human. “I am the Great and Powerful Trixie!”

Tristen was speechless for a moment, his mouth held open in surprise. He swallowed hard, before finding the mental fortitude to speak the most important question on his mind.

“What the fuck is going on?” He slowly got to his feet, staring down at the unicorn. “What do you want?”

The unicorn grew what he could swear was a blush before purring seductively. “You, dear Tristen.”

Before Tristen could retort back with a sarcastic statement, he found himself almost shoved back onto the couch by some invisible force. The unicorn let out a small giggle before hopping up onto the table, her horn glowing with a faint magical aura. Held down by some strange weight, Tristen was unable to stop the aura from reaching his pants, pulling it down and off of him. The same happened to his boxers, freeing his dick into the cold apartment air.

Trixie hopped from the table onto his stomach, forcing a small wheeze from Tristen as some of the air was knocked out of his lungs. With an almost ravenous hunger, she began licking and sucking on his dick, causing it to automatically harden and stick up. Trixie let out another giggle and poked Tristen’s dick with her muzzle, clearly enjoying the groan of pleasure from the human.

“Now don’t get too excited there, you still have to do your duty.” Trixie laughed, turning around to look Tristen in the eyes.

“M-my duty?” Tristen stammered, his brain stuck between fear and arousal.

Trixie grinned and nodded, standing up on her hooves for a moment. Tristen raised an eyebrow as the unicorn slowly backed up and swished her tail from side to side above his dick. His confusion was answered as he watched her slowly sit, letting her warm folds envelop his member.

Despite all the confusion racing through his mind, Tristen couldn’t resist letting out a groan of pleasure. He closed his eyes in carnal bliss as she bottomed out, her flank hitting his crotch with the muffled slap of skin on fur. He opened his eyes again as Trixie leaned forward with her forehooves pressing against his stomach as she began riding him cowgirl. Or in this case ponymare, he guessed.

Regardless of what it was called, he could see she was enjoying it as well based on the fact that her blush seemed to deepen. Trixie kept switching from bouncing up and down on his cock to simply grinding her warm outer lips into his crotch. Trixie panted a little, her tongue rolling out of her mouth.

Tristen wouldn’t admit it, but he was starting to get close to his climax. It had been a while since he had a good lay, and while fucking a pony was weird god did it feel good. Trixie also seemed to be getting close if her whines were any indication. Tristen decided to take matters into his own hands as he could feel his dick twitching inside of the unicorn, close to its final release.

The human leaned forward and grabbed the unicorn by the hips, pulling her up and almost completely off of his dick before slamming her down hard. He let out a carnal cry of pleasure as he finally exploded within the blue mare, her own cry of pleasure drowned out by his volume. The walls of her vagina tensed up hard as Tristen pumped burst after burst of cum into her womb, painting her inner walls white.

As the fierce wave of pleasure began to die, Tristen slowly let go of Trixie, relaxing back onto the couch with bliss. Trixie slouched forward onto his stomach, his dick still mostly inside the mare. Despite the weirdness of the situation Tristen couldn’t help but grin dumbly as he slowly began to fall back asleep, enjoying the feeling of once again having a good lay.

Tristen groaned as a ray of light landed straight onto his face, forcing the calm silence of sleep from his mind. He smacked his lips together and tried to sit up on the couch, instead of finding himself a small bed. He rolled his eyes and went to close the blinds letting the sun in, but instead of seeing his hand, he saw a blue hoof.

“What?” He shrieked, his ears flicking back as he realized it sounded way too feminine. Almost like...

He looked around the cramped room he found himself in for a moment before his gaze locked onto a small mirror on one wall. Reflected back wasn’t his normal face and body, but that unicorn...Trixie? Somehow, he was turned into her.

“What the fuck?” She shrieked, rubbing her now pony face with her hooves in a panic. Before her mind could spiral too far, a small chuckle came from the mirror.

“Hello, Tristen! I can see you’re enjoying your new body!” Tristen’s old body grinned down at her from the mirror, his eyes glowing a faint blue. “Thank you for donating yours, it actually fits quite nicely.”

“What? What did you do?” Tristen yelled, her voice a good octave higher than normal for the body she was stuck in.

“Oh, just a body swap spell. Nothing too dramatic.” The human reflection shrugged, the grin growing a bit wider. “The only way to break it is if you sleep with six ponies if you hate it that much.”

“I-I...okay.” She scowled at the reflection. “I can sleep with six ponies, I slept with you after all!”

The reflection clicked his tongue, waggling a finger at the new mare. “No, not just six ponies. Six stallions! They call themselves the Elements of Harmony. Good luck!”

Tristen’s old body vanished, leaving the mirror to simply reflect his new equine body, horrified look and all.

“Six stallions? B-but....” she whimpered. “FUCK!”

Author's Note

Welp, behold the first-ever clop chapter I've ever written. Mostly for fun, partially because a friend requested it on Discord. Should be a fun little side-project as I work on Flurry of Problems.

Hope y'all enjoyed it! Please give constructive criticism or advice if you got it, this is the first clop story I've ever written so I'm still learning after all. Hope you have a good one!