Author's Note
Well fuck me, I had a wet dream of Trixie last night. Hey, at least I finally had an idea for my 69th story.
The Tempting Trixie
“Trixie is not stupid, she does know when someone is only hanging out with her because they were practically forced to,” Trixie scoffed, turning to look away with a flip of her mane as she sat on the couch beside the much taller human woman on said woman’s couch. The human woman, who glared down at Trixie, was Anon. She had woken up one day in a mysterious looking wagon. Taking in the surroundings, Anon screamed as soon as it dawned on her that she had been teleported in none other than Trixie’s wagon. As if the devil himself had it in for her, her impulsive scream had summoned the blue unicorn walking in and screaming herself. Twilight Sparkle had done many tests and questionnaires involving both Trixie and Anon, trying to get to the bottom of how this human appeared mysteriously in the magician’s home.
They weren’t any closer to figuring it out, but that sure didn’t stop Twilight from forcing the two to hang out in the hopes of coming to an understanding. Anon growled, she swore that Twilight had caught on about her strong feelings against Trixie and was just trying to press her buttons.
“Wow, you’ve figured it out, haven’t you?” Anon snapped, taking a fistful of chips and shoving them into her own mouth as she stared at the wall. Anon had, of course, watched all nine seasons of Friendship is Magic and the G5 movie, and knew damn well that they would never be a TV screen to distract herself with. The ponies wouldn’t have that until an unknown force divided the three races and were brought back together generations later. Wait, would Anon get to see the cause of the Equestrian division? Is that why fate brought her here?
…no, clearly fate brought her here because whatever mysterious force existed knew that Trixie was her least favorite. Her attitude was far from attractive, Anon told herself.
“Well, it’s not exactly like you’re required to have Trixie in your home,” Trixie shook her head. “Trixie can let Twilight know that she had better things to do instead of hanging out with some hairless ape that won’t even indulge her.”
“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” Anon asked. “Why on God’s green Earth would I indulge the most arrogant mare in Equestria?”
“God? Who is that?” Trixie frowned and shook her head. “Whoever that is, I’m sure they would like me more than you do.”
“Yeah right,” Anon felt herself getting more tense, turning around and saying. “Y’know what? You’re right, I’m not required to-”
“Um, what is that?”
Trixie pointed her hoof at Anon’s crotch, and Anon facepalmed herself and groaned as Trixie stared at the bulge in Anon’s pants like a moth looking at a lamp.
“That?” Anon paused, removing her hand from her face to push Trixie’s hoof away. “That’s a fun little result of one of Twilight’s experiments. She was supposed to get rid of it before our session, but she had a ‘friendship problem’ to attend to.”
“A friendship problem?” Trixie sputtered, her expression twisted the exact same way Anon’s face was when Twilight had suddenly left the castle, leaving her to go back home where Trixie would be waiting for her.
“I know, right?” Anon shook her head, feeling some of the tension melting away. “The little purple bitch probably just wanted to see me struggle with random erections.”
“Hmmmm,” Trixie placed her hoof to her own mouth for a few moments, before a wide smirk grew on her lips.
“What?” Anon suddenly felt like prey, eyeing the nearest door as Trixie stood up on all fours on the couch.
“Trixie doesn’t seem to think this is a random erection,” Trixie took several steps closer. “It’s pretty commonplace that one would get hard for the Great-”
Anon sharply inhaled, feeling Trixie’s hoof suddenly press against her bulge, staring up and right into the unicorn’s violet eyes in what felt like the first time since they had met.
“-and Powerful Trixie,” Trixie gently tapped Anon’s bulge with each word that came out of her mouth. Anon gasped and moaned with each touch, shaking as she felt sensations throughout her body that she’d never felt before. Not like this.
“F-F-Fuck you,” Anon gasped.
“Oh? Well, if the hairless ape really needs it that badly, then I suppose I could indulge you~” Trixie grinned, exposing her teeth as her horn lit up, pulling Anon’s pants off her body and revealing nine inches of human cock. Trixie’s eyes widened as her tongue rolled out of her mouth. “Oh wow!”
Anon had half a mind to push Trixie away again until the pony’s reaction went straight to her cock. Her heart thumping in her chest, Anon gave no protest as Trixie straddled her and pressed the tip of Anon’s cock against her pussy.
“Huh,” Anon let out the sound as she felt a very hot and wet sensation against her new cock. “Clearly you’re not in need of any warmup.”
“Anon wasn’t the only one to get worked up from our daily bickering,” Trixie admitted, hiding her face briefly behind her mane before flicking it away to stare at Anon. The sensation of Trixie slowly impaling herself on Anon’s cock as she looked right into her eyes sent hot electricity throughout her body. Anon gasped, instinctively bucking her hips up and causing Trixie to press her hooves against the human’s neck and moaned loudly. Anon reached out and firmly gripped Trixie’s hips with her hands, growling as she bucked even more.
“S-So, s-still feel like you’re uh, forced to hang out with me?” Trixie smirked once more, her grin only falling apart as Anon’s hand reached around and yanked her tail. Anon’s other hand sneaked up Trixie’s back until it grabbed a fistful of Trixie’s mane and yanked backwards. Trixie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as a loud and feminine gasp escaped her. Anon moaned for a brief second, only the biting of her lip stopping her from moaning uncontrollably.
Trixie snapped out of her state, staring at Anon.
“Did you just moan?” Trixie snickered as Anon let go of Trixie’s mane and tail. “Oh, Trixie sees exactly what you’re into. Celestia, you’re not going to be satisfied with Trixie taking the reins, are you?”
Anon didn’t thrust as hard as she was completely lost in the depth of Trixie’s attitude, and realized just how much had built up inside of her. Instead of responding, Anon grabbed Trixie by the hips and stood up from the couch with her cock still inside, roughly throwing Trixie onto the coffee table and pausing as she stared at Trixie, who had the face of a pony that had won a million bits. Anon rolled her eyes until Trixie reached out and pressed a hoof underneath Anon’s chin and lifted her face to Trixie’s gaze.
“Well? Go on then,” Trixie gestured her muzzle in the direction of Anon’s cock buried deep inside of her. “Trixie doesn’t have all day.”
Anon felt the world melting away, all the stress and frustration fading as she pounded away with reckless abandon. Jackhammering into the pony, Anon felt her climax coming at the rate of a young and inexperienced man. Just barely considering that she could impregnate a unicorn, Anon was about to pull out until she heard Trixie.
“BREED ME!” Trixie howled, marecum gushing out of her pussy and onto Anon and the coffee table. Anon gasped and gave a few final thrusts until she came inside of Trixie. Feeling a lot lighter than when she had landed in Trixie’s wagon, Anon had pulled out of Trixie and flopped back onto the couch, gasping and panting. She did this for a few minutes until a movement snapped her out of her trance. Trixie was halfway to the door, cum leaking out of her cooch, when Anon sat up straight and turned in her direction.
“C’mere,” Anon managed to say. “You don’t have to leave.”
“But clearly you don’t like the Great and Powerful Trixie,” Trixie’s face faltered, and Anon felt her heart hurting as she gestured for Trixie to come back with her hand.
“I just…didn’t think you were anymore than a mare with a big ego,” Anon frowned. “I’m sorry, okay? The show doesn’t exactly paint you in the best light.”
“Show?” Trixie tilted her head.
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Anon chuckled, shaking her head. “Get over here before I change my mind.”
Trixie’s eyes dilated as she smiled and gasped, galloping over and jumping onto Anon, knocking the human over in a tangle of pony fur, limbs, and perfume. Anon fell back on the couch, letting her muscles relax and her hands rest on Trixie’s butt as she felt a little closer to finding some kind of peace in this crazy land of colorful cartoon horses. As they cuddled for a few moments, Trixie tensed up.
“What’s wrong?” Anon asked her.
“Do…do you think that perhaps Twilight set this up on purpose?” Trixie suggested.
“No, I think that Twilight was just acting irresponsi-oh,” Anon stopped mid-sentence, the puzzle pieces coming together as she felt a tinge of annoyance creeping back into her system. “Well, I suppose we’ll have to show her just what we learned, hmm? Maybe teach her a lesson?”
Trixie narrowed her eyes and grinned.
“Trixie likes the sound of that,” Trixie purred, her tail and ears flickering at the thought.
