The Great And Powerful Trixie Lulatoon

Rarity paused in her inspection of the table with the horse d'oeuvre as she noticed the other unicorn enter the room, ponies naturally moving away to give her room. She was a bit confused by the odd proportions of the mare’s costume and the two-legged gait, but in the end set aside her professional curiosity about the outfit for more important matters.

“Trixie Lulamoon, was it?” The other mare seemed to have noticed her as well, already turning towards her as Rarity approached.

Trixie was looking her over, no doubt taking in the large and elaborate layered red dress, along with the shiny and glittery and incredibly ostentatious ruby red masquerade mask floating an inch in front of Rarity’s face, long red feathers sticking up from its corners. “I’m afraid you have Trixie at a disadvantage since she couldn’t possibly guess your identity behind that mask.”

Rarity narrowed her eyes slightly, tilting her nose up as she remembered all the trouble she’d personally had with the mare every previous time they’d met. “I just wanted to make sure that you know not to cause any trouble. And that you’re not going to throw a tantrum if you should fail to win the contest after all.”

“Oh, and who else would be able to compete with the Great and Costumed Trixie? You perhaps?” Trixie chuckled behind her hand.

“Many ponies, I would think.” Rarity sniffed. “But since you asked, I’m sure that everyone here would know to choose a costume with proper class and style over some two-bit entertainer.”

Trixie smirked, tipping her hat and reaching into it. “Oh please. Trixie has more style and class in her accessories than you have in your entire costume.”

“Why, I never!” Rarity huffed and leaned in at the other mare with a glare. “I’ll have you know that-”
She was interrupted at the shiny and sparkling golden pocket watch suddenly dangling in front of her face, her eyes drawn to the spiral of multicolored gems as it began to swing back and forth. “You think that some gaudy piece of jewelry is enough to outclass my work of art? A few pretty gems… pretty… a-aren’t going to give you any more class, no matter… how shiny… sparkly… pretty…”

There was a snap and Rarity stepped back, shaking her head. “Hey, what was that all about?!”

Trixie was still giving her that infuriating smirk. “Oh, we were just arguing whose costume had more class.”

Rarity blinked and huffed, remembering the conversation and quickly turning around to show the other mare what she thought of her costume. “Well, I don’t have any class but I sure do have some ass~!” She honked her big red nose loudly and started shaking her rump, making her hugely oversized plaid patterned pants bounce on their stretchy rainbow suspenders.

Trixie snickered at her. “That sure is something, but Trixie seems to remember you saying something about a masquerade ball…”

“Well now you’re just hearing things. Who needs something like that if you have masks…” Rarity reached into her clown pants to pull out a cream pie and slap it into her own face, before washing it off with an oversized seltzer bottle, leaving behind a thick layer of white face paint with a painted blush and a painted smile around her big red nose. “...and more importantly balloons~!” She pulled out a bunch of balloons and blew them up, hooves blurring as she twisted and knotted them until she had four squeaky oversized balloon clown-shoes, each of them making a different sound effect when she stepped into them and started walking in place.

“Trixie can’t argue with that.” The unicorn smirked as ponies all around them started to laugh at Rarity. “I suppose we’ll just have to see who has more class and style.”

“I’m going to pratfall right into that prize!” Rarity honked her nose again before blowing up another balloon, rubbing it all over her mane until small bands of multicolored lightning started to run all over the length of her hair. Her mane wobbled and sparked for a moment before suddenly fluffing out into a massive frizzy afro. She was definitely going to show Trixie who had the most style. And plaid-with-polka-dots was definitely a style. Everypony would be so busy laughing at her that they wouldn’t even be able to vote for anyone else.

Fluttershy slunk back into her corner, nibbling on a celery snack and sipping from a glass of punch. She definitely didn’t feel up to braving the crowds at the moment, much less going up in front of everyone to show off her costume later on for the contest.

She looked down at her soft fluffy plush suit styled to look like Angel Bunny, hugging herself with the big fluffy white paws and smiling slightly. This costume was definitely a lot nicer and more comfortable than any she’d had before and was a big help in making her way to this party in the first place. So far it hadn’t been enough to actually engage with other ponies, though.

Someone cleared their throat next to her and she jumped, nearly spilling her drink before she managed to grab a hold of it again with her costume’s big paws and carefully set it down. Looking over she squeaked and shrank down nervously as she found the traveling unicorn from some months ago standing right beside her on two legs and looking more like an oddly proportioned minotaur than a unicorn.

“Apologies, Trixie didn’t mean to startle you. Trixie was just wondering why you were over here all by yourself instead of engaging with the party and showing off your costume.”

Fluttershy squeaked and shrank down a little more, mumbling something into the thick plush fur of her costume.

“Oh dear, Trixie knows that look. Stage fright, is it?” The mare chuckled and reached into her top hat, pulling out a pocket watch. “Well, don’t let it be said that Trixie never does anything nice for ponies. Trixie knows just the thing to help with a little extra confidence, if you’re interested.”

Fluttershy squeaked again, shaking her head slightly as she thought about the last time someone had tried to teach her to be more assertive. Admittedly, that time it hadn’t really been the same as this time, with someone just swinging a shiny watch in front of her. To be honest it even felt a little soothing to watch it go back and forth.

“Just like that, just follow Trixie’s shiny pocket watch back and forth. There’s no need to worry if you’re just watching the pretty sparkly colors and listening to Trixie’s nice relaxing voice.” Trixie kept swinging the watch and Fluttershy felt herself relax despite herself, smiling shyly as she watched the swirl of gems on the watch sparkle and shine in a variety of colors, drawing her further and further in as she listened to the unicorn’s voice…

There was a snap and Fluttershy blinked, rubbing her head as she felt a little dizzy for a moment.

“There you go, dear. Doesn’t that feel so much better? A little bit of relaxation does wonders for the confidence, doesn’t it?” Trixie smirked and gestured around.

Fluttershy followed the gesture to look around and jumped, squeaking and shrinking back on herself again as she realized that they’d drawn a small crowd around her corner of the room, all of them watching her and giggling or grinning expectantly.

“Go on dear, why don’t you tell them a little bit about your costume?” Trixie chuckled and pushed her forward with her magic.

Fluttershy squeaked again, staring wide-eyed at the ponies who were watching her in turn and swallowing nervously, shuffling her hooves. She hadn’t run away to hide at home under her bed yet, so she supposed that she did feel a little more confident than usual, but what if she started stammering or those ponies thought that her costume was silly and started laughing at her. She licked her lips and swallowed a little more, deciding to test the waters with something short and simple that she wouldn’t embarrass herself with.

“U-uhm, hello everypony. I’m, uhm… I’m Sluttershy the horny fuckbunny and I love some big hard carrots in my holes~”

Several ponies laughed while some others whistled at her, and Fluttershy straightened up a little, smiling shyly at the positive reception. She squirmed and thought for a moment about what to do next before turning around to show off her favorite part of the costume.

“A-as you can see, I have a big fluffy cottontail stuffing my slutty bunnybutt. But don’t worry, Sluttershy’s dripping wet fuckbunny pussy is always open for some yummy carrots~!”

There were more whistles and a few ponies shouting to call her a slut or a fuckbunny or ask about her dripping wet pussy. She giggled and blushed, happily taking in all the nice compliments and shaking her butt at them some more to show off the tight fishnets squeezing her flanks. “G-gosh, if you keep calling Sluttershy names like that I’m going to cum like the slutty little fuckbunny I am.”

She turned her head to thank Trixie for the help, only to find the mare had already left. What she found instead though was another friend giggling and laughing at her. “R-rarity?!” She blinked and stared at her friends rather colorful costume, shuffling her hooves as she tried to think of a good way to ask about the rather uncharacteristic style. “Uhm, if you don’t mind me asking, why the fuck are you dressed like a dumb fucking clown?”

Rarity blinked, then started giggling even harder, honking her nose. “Don’t be silly, silly! This is obviously the absolutely best costume, a true masterpiece of style and clowns.”

Fluttershy quietly rolled her eyes at her friend’s antics. “What good is a costume that you can’t even properly fuck my slutty horny holes with?” Or perhaps not so quietly after all.

Rarity sat up, pouting exaggeratedly at her. “What? Don’t be ridiculous, dorkling. I’m the clown around town, and that means I’m the loon with the balloons.” She pulled out an extra long balloon and started blowing it up, stuffing its other end down into the front of her oversized plaid pants as she kept blowing and inflating it bigger and bigger…

POP!

The balloon burst apart into colorful tatters that disappeared the moment they were out of sight, leaving behind a big throbbing white cock covered in colorful polka dots pushing out of her pants.

“See? There’s nothing a good clown doesn’t do for a good joke. And nopony they won’t do either~” Rarity giggled helplessly again, poking her new cock.

Fluttershy considered saying something more about that, but found herself already turned around with her ass up and her face on the floor, panting and drooling as she wiggled her flanks at her friend.

Something pushed into her fuckbunny pussy and she gasped and moaned, drooling more and muttering about how much she loved carrots and what a horny fuckbunny she was and how much she loved getting her slutty needy wet hot fuckbunny pussy stuffed, ponies around them all watching the show.

It was rather nice to be a little more confident for a night. As long as she didn’t do anything embarrassing or draw too much attention to herself, she was sure she’d be able to have a nice and relaxed evening.