One in the pink. One in the stink. One takes a drink.
Trixie was back. Due to the alicorn amulet around her neck, she now possessed greater magical abilities than anypony in Ponyville. As a display of her power, she set about humiliating Twilight’s friends.
“Why are you doing this?” Twilight Sparkle asked.
“Why?” Trixie said, “Because you humiliated me!”
Trixie then cast a spell that displayed on a magic screen the events which transpired after her last confrontation with Twilight Sparkle.
“After you showed me up with that Ursa Minor, I became a laughing stock,” Trixie said, “Everywhere I went I was laughed at and ostracized. I even had to take a job on a rock farm just to earn a living. A rock farm!”
“Hey!” Pinkie Pie said, “You’re lucky a rock farm would take the likes of you!”
Trixie caused a red arrow to appear and moved it over Pinkie’s mouth. There was a clicking sound; then the arrow pulled away from her face while dragging her mouth and nose.
Pinkie Pie’s face was now very smooth and featureless, with the sole exception of her large eyes. She couldn’t speak, so Pinkie was reduced to unintelligible muffled cries. In spite of her missing nose and mouth, she was somehow miraculously still able to breath.
She watched horrified as the lower half of her face was suspended in front of her. Trixie caused a two dimensional garbage can to appear, which she used as a storage place for Pinkie’s pie hole. Tears welled up in Pinkie’s eyes as she cowered before Trixie.
“Now, I want revenge,” Trixie said, “and I’ll just keep casting spells ‘til you agree.”
Once Pinkie Pie’s mouth had been dumped into the trash, Trixie gave an evil smile. The alicorn amulet was feeding on the darkness within her and caused Trixie’s more sadistic tendencies to surface.
“Since I’ve already removed your mouth, I might as well relieve you of your other holes,” Trixie said, “After all, I’d hate to break up the collection.”
Pinkie’s sad, expressive eyes failed to elicit any sympathy from the cruel and sadistic Trixie.
Moving the red arrow behind Pinkie Pie, Trixie clicked on the party pony’s pink pussy. Pinkie’s mouthless cheeks blushed as she felt her vagina become separated from her body. The panicking party pony gave a muffled scream as she watched her marehood float over to the trash can. Her severed squish box jiggled like gelatin before being unceremoniously dropped inside the trash.
Her crotch area was now rendered as smooth as a child’s doll.
“Now for the third member of the holey trinity,” Trixie said, smiling.
“No!” Twilight said horrified, “You can’t!”
“Who’s going to stop me?” Trixie said, sinisterly, “You?”
Twilight grit her teeth and glared angrily at Trixie.
Pinkie sat on the ground cowering while trying to cover her ass with her fore-hooves. Trixie grinned maliciously as her red arrow tip poked Pinkie’s pert pooper. With a disturbing level of ease, Trixie moved the severed sphincter over to the trash with the other holes.
Pinkie sat up in frustration and gave a muted scream while flailing her fore-hooves. Twilight couldn’t stand to see her friends be so mistreated. She was determined to undo all of Trixie’s malicious magic.
“Enough!” Twilight Sparkle said, “Alright, Trixie. Let’s duel!”
A short time later, Twilight found herself cast out of Ponyville; defeated and dejected.
Having bested her rival in a magic duel, Trixie was now the undisputed supreme ruler of Ponyville. As an example of her oppressive control, Trixie placed the entire town beneath a giant dome.
A cunning plan was set in motion by Twilight’s friends to overthrow the powermad tyrant’s reign of terror. In spite of her initial reticence, Fluttershy had been sent on a secret mission to find Twilight and bring her back.
Rainbow Dash and Spike had gone to the borders of the dome. They monitored the entrance of the Everfree Forest for any sign of Fluttershy’s return.
Meanwhile, Applejack, Rarity and Pinkie Pie all sat in the Ponyville library as they waited for news from the others.
Pinkie Pie was distraught by her inability to eat. She cried as she rubbed cupcakes against her mouthless face. Rarity and Applejack watched this pathetic sight unfold until it became too much for them. Rarity used her magic to hide Pinkie’s tray of cupcakes.
“That’s enough, dear,” Rarity said, “Those sweets will only make you more depressed.”
Pinkie hung her head as Applejack put her arm around her. Pinkie covered her face with her fore-hooves as she made several muffled sobs. Applejack wiped away Pinkie’s tears with a hoofkerchief before cleaning the smeared icing and cupcake crumbs off of her face.
“Don’t fret, Pinkie,” Applejack said, “I’m sure Twilight’ll know how to fix this.”
Pinkie tried to speak to Applejack, but without a mouth, it was impossible to understand what she was trying to say. Pinkie gave a muted scream and stomped her hooves in frustration. Applejack and Rarity could only watch helplessly as their friend flailed angrily.
Meanwhile, in another part of Ponyville, a huge bonfire was burning just outside town hall. Trixie had turned the public meeting house into her base of operations. She stood by a window as she watched the flames outside grow larger.
“Yes, burn. Burn them all,” Trixie muttered under her breath, “Throw more of those traitors onto the fire! Such is the fate of all who defy the Great and Powerful Trixie.”
A few moments later, Snips and Snails walked inside town hall. They were both covered in soot, having just finished carrying out Trixie’s latest order. The two colts bowed submissively before Trixie.
“Did you burn all those treasonous wheels?” Trixie asked.
“Yes, O Great and Powerul Trixie,” Snails said, “We burned all the wheels in Ponyville.”
“Excellent,” Trixie said, looking slightly deranged, “Tell me. Did they beg for their lives? What were their last words?”
Snips and Snails looked at each other concerned. Trixie was acting more irrational than usual; and that was saying something.
“They... uh, they didn’t speak, O Trixie,” Snips said.
“Yeah,” Snails added, “We were listening, but the wheels never spoke.” Snips couldn’t tell whether that pun was intentional, or not. In either case, it made him chuckle.
“Excellent,” Trixie said as she watched the burning rings of fire, “You’ve done well, my faithful servants. Obedience such as yours deserves to be rewarded.”
Snips and Snails exchanged eager looks.
“Does this mean you’re not going to beat us, O Great and Powerful Trixie?” Snails asked hopefully.
“No,” Trixie said, “Trixie is still going to beat you...”
Snips and Snails looked at each other nervously.
“...beat you off, that is.” Trixie said with a seductive smile. In addition to amplifying her cruelty, the alicorn amulet gave Trixie an increased libido.
Trixie summoned up her two dimensional trash can. Using her magic, she levitated the three pink pony parts out of the trash and laid them before her on a table. From right to left, Trixie had Pinkie Pie’s ass, pussy, mouth and nose.
Trixie levitated the party pony’s mouth and nose in front of her. Before the fun started, she wanted to make sure Pinkie Pie knew who was in charge.
Snips and Snails stood at attention and waited patiently for their reward as Trixie pulled a large silver nose ring from her saddle bag. The self-piercing ring had spiked ends, which could puncture the inside of a nose and then be fastened in place with a screw.
Pinkie was sitting with her head down, miles away from town hall. She became startled by a sudden pricking sensation within her nose. She pressed her fore-hoof against her smooth face. It felt like her nose was right in front of her, even though she was separated from it by a great distance.
Trixie grinned maliciously as she pierced the wall of cartilage which separated Pinkie’s nostrils. Pinkie made incomprehensible, mumbling shrieks as she felt sharp metal being driven through her nose. She could smell her own blood as it gushed from her nostrils.
Rarity and Applejack thought Pinkie was merely upset by the situation and venting her anger. They would never have guessed that their friend was actually writhing in pain.
Trixie clasped the metal ring shut and tugged on it to make sure it held secure. Pinkie howled in pain, in spite of being miles away from the actual piercing.
Due to the separation from her body, Pinkie’s mouth was mute as she begged for the ring to be removed. Trixie tugged at the piercing embedded in Pinkie’s nose, which caused her to cry more vehemently.
Pinkie clenched her teeth and took deep breaths. Each time she exhaled through her nose, several small flecks of blood sprayed onto the floor.
Trixie used her magic to force Pinkie Pie’s mouth open. A pair of metal tongs was used to keep Pinkie’s tongue still.
Back at the library, Pinkie was crying, as she felt something sharp poking a small hole in her tongue.
Trixie pressed the metal pole through the flesh of Pinkie’s tongue. Once the end was poking through the bottom, Trixie screwed on another stud to hold the tongue piercing in place.
Pinkie couldn’t focus. The pain made her feel lightheaded. She kept pressing her bleeding tongue against the roof of her mouth to feel the metal stud embedded in it. Pinkie rubbed her tongue along her lips and winced whenever the stud snagged against her teeth.
“Pinkie, what’s wrong?” Rarity asked, concerned.
Pinkie Pie frantically rubbed her hooves against her smooth face, but this did nothing to quell the sharp pain from her fresh piercings.
Pinkie’s swollen tongue was hanging out of her mouth as she absentmindedly licked at the blood which dripped from her nose. Her nostrils flared as she began to hyperventilate.
“There we are,” Trixie said as she set the mouth and nose back on the table.
Back at the library, Pinkie was shaking. She couldn’t get used to her new piercings. Rarity and Applejack sat around her and hugged her.
“It’ll be alright, Pinkie,” Applejack said, “Whatever’s happening to you, we’ll get you fixed up real soon.”
In spite of the discomfort level she felt, Pinkie Pie never could have prepared herself for what came next.
“You there!” Trixie said, pointing a hoof at Snails, “The lanky one! Come here and receive your reward.”
Snails slowly approached Trixie. She ordered him to sit on the floor, which he did. Trixie’s red magical aura engulfed Snails’ member and began to massage it.
“Ohh,” Snails moaned, “That feels good.”
“Silence, slave!” Trixie shouted, “Did Trixie say you were allowed to speak?”
“I’m sorry, Trixie,” Snails said.
After a minute of Trixie’s meticulous ministrations, the young stallion’s member was erect and jutting out at a forty-five degree angle. His overly eager teenage body was virile and ready to copulate with anything.
Trixie levitated Pinkie’s severed marehood over to Snails and suspended it in front of his face. He’d seen enough anatomy books to know what he was looking at. Snails leaned in close and inhaled the scent of Pinkie Pie’s slit.
“It looks so real,” Snails said, assuming it to be some kind of enchanted sex toy. Trixie smiled.
“It feels real, too,” Trixie said, “Since you’ve been such an obedient servant, Trixie will give you some of her toys to play with.”
Snails hocked a big loogie onto his cock. He rubbed his fore-hoof against his shaft until it was covered in saliva.
With her servant’s cock hard and wet, Trixie used her magic to lower the severed vagina above Snails’ tip. She held it over the cock for a moment. Snails was squirming with anticipation. Trixie reveled in denying her servant pleasure. When she felt that he had waited long enough, Trixie pushed the pink slit against Snails’ shaft.
Pinkie Pie was sitting with her head laying on the side of a table. The pain in her mouth and nose was so intense, Pinkie thought things couldn’t possibly get any worse. She didn’t know how wrong she was.
Suddenly, Pinkie Pie jumped up in the air and gave a muted scream. Applejack and Rarity looked at her concerned.
“What’s wrong?” Rarity asked.
“Yer actin’ like ya’ just sat down on a hornet’s nest,” Applejack said.
Pinkie Pie ran around the room as she continued to emit muffled screams. It looked as though she were trying to flee from an invisible assailant.
Pinkie had no time to prepare herself. No advanced warning. Just a sharp stinging pain in her vagina. Her mysterious assailant tore into her pussy as he unknowingly raped her.
Pinkie Pie was powerless to prevent her rape, so she stopped running. The situation was out of her hooves. All she could do was cry and take it. Pinkie had no hope of fighting off her assailant when he was in a different location.
“It’s so tight,” Snails said pleasurably as the first inch of his cock slid into Pinkie Pie’s marehood. He closed his eyes as Trixie pushed the disembodied dick dugout further down his slippery shaft. The horny colt moaned in pleasure as Pinkie’s severed salami slot suckled his sturdy stallionhood. Snails imagined that this is what the inside of a real mare’s vagina must feel like.
Snips stared at his friend in awe, which quickly turned to concern.
“Snails!” Snips said, horrified, “Your weiner’s gone!”
Snails opened his eyes in surprise and looked down. His cock had vanished from sight. He stared at the root of his shaft and saw the smooth slit of Pinkie’s oval orifice pressed against his crotch.
Snails remained seated as he lifted a forehoof and waved it back and forth over where his erect penis used to be. It wasn’t just invisible. His vagina violator appeared to have vanished.
Snips subconsciously crossed his hind legs. Trixie giggled.
“It doesn’t hurt,” Snails said, reassuringly to his friend, “In fact, it feels really good.”
“But if your cock isn’t here,” Snips said, “then where is it?”
Pinkie could feel every agonizing sensation as Snails’ dick probed the depths of her gooey grotto. Whatever passed through her pink pussy portal appeared inside of her. Even though her crotch area was smooth, she could still feel every bump and ridge of the colt’s cock as it slid in and out of her feminine folds.
The once happy pony was now panicking as she ran around the library. No coping strategies could help her now. She couldn’t plead, bargain or beg for her assailant to stop, because he was in a different building. Even if her rapist had been right on top of her, Pinkie still couldn’t negotiate with him, because her mouth had been taken. She had no control.
Rarity and Applejack stared at Pinkie as she threw herself on the table in the middle of the library. She couldn’t outrun her rapist. Her struggling only served to wear her body out even faster.
Accepting her punishment, Pinkie Pie submitted herself to the degradation and abuse. She lay on her stomach, with her hind legs hanging over the table. Pinkie Pie covered her eyes with her fore-hooves and sobbed as the unseen rapist continued his sexual assault.
The worst part was, Pinkie Pie was starting to enjoy it. She couldn’t help it, of course. Her mammalian body was hardwired to feel arousal when certain conditions were met. This only served to fuel her feelings of guilt and shame.
By this time, Snips was sporting his own erection. Watching his friend had given the chubby colt an equally chubby boner. He continued standing as he patiently waited for Trixie to reward him, too.
Trixie smirked as she noticed Snips’ throbbing wood dripping precum onto the wooden floor.
“Come forward,” Trixie said to Snips, “and take a seat beside your friend.”
Snips waddled over and sat beside Snails, whose face had become flushed. Snips watched as Trixie’s magical aura continued to move the severed vagina up and down the length of Snails’ slick shaft.
“Ohhh,” Snails moaned, “So tight...”
Snips voyeurism was interrupted by Trixie, who levitated an even smaller pink hole in front of him.
Back at the library, Pinkie’s body had just finished adjusting itself to better accommodate the cock inside her. She was filled with pleasure, even though she hated herself for enjoying these sensations. No matter how it made her feel, this was still rape.
Any pleasant feelings she might have experienced went away as her body was suddenly filled with a new agonizing sensation.
Snips’ gave a satisfied grunt as his stout sperm sprayer spread Pinkie’s submissive sphincter. He hadn’t bothered to go in slowly or use any lube. Pinkie’s asshole tore as Snips’ girthy tool forced its way inside her. The pain of every inch was excruciating.
Snips stared in amazement as Trixie’s aura slipped the tight pink ring up and down his shaft. The tight round hole made it look like he was applying a condom which made his fat dick invisible.
Snips grew concerned as he saw trace amounts of blood trickle down his cock.
“Trixie, are you sure this is safe?” Snips asked. Trixie saw Pinkie’s bleeding anus and smiled.
“Don’t worry,” Trixie said, “It’s not your blood. Just all part of the illusion.”
“Oh, okay,” Snips said, relieved. Snips closed his eyes and let Trixie work her magic.
Back at the library, Pinkie was lying with her head on the ground and her ass in the air. She had her fore-hooves reaching behind her in a desperate attempt to stop what was happening to her. She pressed her forehooves against her smooth crotch and butt as she tried to feel her rapists.
Pinkie experienced agony like she had never known before as she was double-teamed by two cocks.
Not able to take the pain inside her any longer, Pinkie was determined to purge herself of this unwanted penile penetration.
Pulling out a cheese grater, Pinkie held it between her forehooves and positioned it over her smooth crotch. She was willing to expel her rapists by any means necessary, even if it required her own genital mutilation.
Applejack and Rarity had no idea what was happening to their friend. When they saw Pinkie pull out a cheese grater with the intent to use it on herself, they became scared.
“No, Pinkie!” Rarity said as she levitated the cheese grater away, “What’s gotten into you?”
Pinkie’s face was flushed. She had never felt more helpless and frustrated. The fact that she was being raped while surrounded by oblivious friends somehow made the experience worse. Pinkie sobbed and pleaded unintelligibly for her friends to help her.
“Whadaya reckon’s happenin’ to Pinkie?” Applejack asked.
“I’m not sure,” Rarity said, “But I think I know how to find out.”
Rarity cast a spell which she used for locating gems buried beneath the ground. It gave her a kind of x-ray vision.
Pinkie was lying on the ground with her head covered by her forehooves, sobbing. Rarity stared at Pinkie’s cutie mark, which became transparent as she looked inside her friend.
When she saw what was happening inside of Pinkie Pie, Rarity blushed and gave a gasp of shock. She immediately ran to her sobbing friend and hugged her tight.
Rarity and Pinkie Pie cried together as Applejack stood there, looking confused.
“Oh, Celestia!” Rarity sobbed, “There are no words...”
“What in the hay’s goin’ on?” Applejack asked, “Don’t leave me in the dark.”
Pinkie couldn’t look at Applejack. Her violated body trembled and shook as she continued to cling tightly to Rarity. Once she had somewhat regained her composure, Rarity turned to look at Applejack.
“She’s being raped,” Rarity said, horrified. Applejack’s mouth hung open.
“Who’s the most powerful unicorn?” Trixie asked.
“You are, O Great and Powerful Trixie,” Snips and Snails said in unison. They could feel themselves building up to their inevitable climax. Trixie increased the pace at which Pinkie’s holes sped across their poles. The cacophonous wet squelching sounds of sex echoed throughout the room as the colts grunted in pleasure.
Trixie glanced over at Pinkie’s mouth. Crusty dried blood from her nose had formed on her upper lip. Pinkie’s teeth were clenched in pain. Trixie stared at her mouth and gave a sickly smile.
“Watch and be amazed as the Great and Powerful Trixie proves her dominance!” Trixie shouted.
Pinkie Pie and Rarity sat in the middle of the library holding each other and weeping. Applejack was brimming with rage as she tore the library apart in search of an exit. Thanks to Trixie’s self-imposed curfew, all the doors and windows were magically sealed shut.
When it became apparent that they were trapped inside until morning, Applejack slowly walked towards Rarity and Pinkie. Applejack started to cry as she sat behind Pinkie and hugged her as well.
Rarity and Applejack did their best to comfort their friend. They didn’t say anything, for there was nothing to say. All they could do was to be there for her.
“Just remember,” Rarity said to Pinkie as she held her close, “I love you.”
“I love you, too,” Applejack said to Pinkie, “Rarity and I will never leave you.”
Suddenly, Pinkie’s head jerked up as she felt the ring in her nose being pulled. She gave a muffled scream as she felt her mouth being forced open. In addition to her current rape, Pinkie’s body was also being subjected to more of Trixie’s cruelty.
Using her magic aura, Trixie pulled on the piercings in Pinkie’s nose and tongue. She was forcing her victim to keep her mouth open with her tongue hanging out.
Trixie stood with her back to Snips and Snails. Once she had their attention, Trixie squatted over Pinkie’s mouth.
“Behold Trixie’s Great and Powerful Tinkle!” Trixie shouted.
Trixie gave an involuntary shudder as she voided her bladder. Her urine trickled out of her slit in a healthy yellow stream before splashing on Pinkie’s tongue.
Pinkie winced and gagged as she felt Trixie’s warm piss filling her throat. Pinkie pushed her friends away as she began to press her hooves against her neck. It looked like she was choking... or drowning.
Rarity began to panic and used her x-ray spell to see what was going on inside Pinkie. She watched as Pinkie was forced to swallow copious amounts of foamy yellow liquid.
“Oh, Luna!” Rarity said, in disgust, “What is that monster doing to you?”
Due to Pinkie’s desperate coughing and sputtering, a small puddle of piss had formed on the floor around her mouth. Trixie had managed to land most of her stream on her victim’s tongue. Pinkie was forced to drink Trixie’s urine in order to avoid choking.
As Trixie’s stream began to weaken, Snips and Snails had reached the point of no return. Watching Trixie pee was surprisingly arousing to them.
“I’m cumming!” Snails said.
“Me, too!” Snips added.
Trixie slid the holes along their shafts with ever increasing speed to help usher in their orgasms. The two horny colts each gave a hearty grunt as they thrust their hips up and buried their shlongs to the hilt inside Pinkie’s holes.
Rarity watched as Trixie’s piss trickled down Pinkie Pie’s throat. Pinkie gargled and choked on the liquid in her mouth. She cried as she felt a new sticky sensation flooding her nethers.
Pinkie moved her forehooves over her crotch. Rarity looked down and could see that the two stallionhoods inside Pinkie had reached their climax. Rarity watched mesmerized as thick globs of semen shot out of the cocks and coated the inner walls of Pinkie’s vagina and rectum. Rarity was horrified to see her friend be so thoroughly violated, but she was also ashamed to admit that she found the strange sight fascinating to watch.
Once the two cocks had pumped their full loads inside Pinkie, they pulled out of her. Rarity watched Pinkie’s insides as the cocks slid out inch by inch, until the only thing that remained inside her was their sperm.
The last traces of urine dripped out of Trixie’s pussy and into Pinkie’s unwilling mouth. Trixie gave a grateful shudder as she stood up to face her servants.
Snips and Snails sat on the floor as they enjoyed the warmth of their respective afterglows. Trixie smiled as she set Pinkie’s freshly-raped pussy and asshole on the floor. The two severed orifices twitched and gasped like fish out of water. Trace amounts of seed were already starting to ooze out of Pinkie’s quivering, puffy holes.
Watching Trixie relieve herself had given Snips and Snails a desire to also empty their bladders.
“May we also pee in there, O Great and Powerful Trixie?” Snips asked hopefully, while pointing at Pinkie’s mouth.
“You may,” Trixie said, as she tugged on the ring in Pinkie’s nose, “Just try not to make too big a mess on the floor.”
Snips and Snails walked over to their trembling tonsiled toilet. Trixie used her magic to prevent Pinkie from shutting her misappropriated mouth.
Snips and Snails sat down and positioned their flaccid dicks on either side of Pinkie’s quivering lips. Snips cleared his mind and sighed as he released a warm stream of acrid piss into Pinkie’s mouth.
Pinkie sputtered and coughed as more urine cascaded down her throat. Any attempt to close her mouth resulted in a sharp pain from the piercings embedded in her flesh. Trixie held the tongue stud and nose ring in place, which meant Pinkie was forced to play the part of a urinal.
Snails had more trouble aiming and ended up spraying the floor and Pinkie’s nose before eventually finding his mark and filling her mouth with piss.
“I’ve heard of a potty mouth,” Snails said, “but this is ridiculous!”
Trixie felt herself becoming aroused as she listened to the wet sounds of the colts’ piss flooding Pinkie’s mouth. Pinkie gargled and sputtered as she tried to keep herself from drowning. Trixie licked her lips as she felt her own slit become moist.
“Why should that stupid pink nuisance have all the fun?” Trixie asked rhetorically.
Causing her magic red arrow to appear, Trixie positioned it behind herself and cautiously removed her own vagina.
After setting it gently in front of her, Trixie leaned her head down and lapped at her own pussy in a rare instance of autocunnilingus.
Being on the receiving end of two simultaneous golden showers, Pinkie worked hard to breathe and was eventually able to gulp down Snips and Snails’ piss without choking.
After nearly a minute, the two colts’ urination had been reduced to a trickle. They stared at the open mouth on the floor, as Pinkie was regrettably forced to swallow all that she’d received.
Once all of their stallion water had been drunk, Snips and Snails looked up and watched in awe as Trixie messily ate herself out. Sloppy, smacking sounds could be heard as Trixie greedily licked her clitoris. She suckled her fleshy pleasure nub like a hungry foal at its mother’s teat.
Trixie’s self-ministrations had an almost immediate effect on the two voyeuristic colts. Their virile stallionhoods were soon hard again and ready for another round.
Trixie was busily frenching her feminine folds while her servants eagerly watched. Coming up for air, Trixie’s mouth dripped with an excess amount of her own mare lube. She stared at the two erect cocks in front of her. With a sly grin, Trixie licked away the layer of clit spit coating her lips.
“Sit down,” Trixie said, “Trixie promises you will both enjoy this.”
Snips and Snails obediently sat down as Trixie caused her infamous red arrow to appear. She moved it over to Snips and pressed it against the root of his cock. A faint clicking sound was heard as the arrow dragged Snips’ shlong away from his body. Snips stared speechless as his erect dick hovered suspended in the air. Trixie released the colt’s stallionhood from the arrow and held it in place with her magical aura. Snips’ ball sack swung lazily as Trixie lowered it into her open mouth.
Trixie moaned sensually as her tongue fondled Snips’ balls. His stallion musk drove her mad with desire.
“Ohhh,” Snips moaned. The young colt instinctively placed his forehooves over his smooth crotch.
“Mmmm,” Snips said, “It feels so good.”
“Trixie will make it feel better,” Trixie said, as she used her tongue to tickle his testicles.
She sent her red arrow back to grab Snails’ penis.
When the two severed cocks were suspended in front of her face by magic, Trixie pressed them against each other and brushed her tongue back and forth across their tips.
Once the cocks were sufficiently lubed, she levitated the disembodied dicks behind her. Trixie positioned both cocks above her smooth crotch. She took a deep breath as she pushed Snips and Snails’ tips against her blueberry-colored butthole.
Snips and Snails felt every sensation as their combined cocks cleaved Trixie’s cute poot chute. Using her magic, Trixie shoved their severed stallionhoods deeper inside her. She moved slowly; inch by agonizing inch.
Trixie used her magic to slide her servants’ cocks in and out of her ass like a pair of dildos.
To distract herself from the pain of double anal, Trixie resumed her autocunnilingus. Snips and Snails groaned with pleasure as Trixie took both of them to the hilt. Her sphincter was now oval-shaped due to the double helping of stallion meat inside her, but Trixie didn’t care.
All that mattered to her was being the best. Trixie was determined to prove to her servants that she could make them cum harder and longer than anypony else.
While Trixie’s bizarre orgy was going on, Pinkie’s freshly-raped orifices lay discarded on the floor. The colts’ semen was slowly leaking out of her asshole and pussy. Her mouth and blood-encrusted nose reeked of urine. Her piercings added additional pain and humiliation to an already broken mare.
Back at the library, Pinkie didn’t have the strength to stand, let alone move. The physical pain of her rape paled in comparison to the psychological trauma she had endured.
Pinkie stared blankly at the wall. Her eyes were red and puffy from the tears she had shed. Rarity levitated Pinkie’s limp body onto Applejack’s back. As her friends helped carry her upstairs, Pinkie looked as though she was going to be sick.
Rarity and Applejack laid Pinkie Pie on Twilight’s bed. Pinkie stared at the ceiling. She seemed unnervingly calm, considering what had just happened to her. It was as though Pinkie Pie’s whole body had gone numb to preserve her sanity.
Applejack and Rarity wanted to do something to comfort their friend, but they honestly didn’t know what to say. A knot formed in Rarity’s stomach when she realized that she couldn’t even say with any certainty that the event was over. As long as Trixie possessed Pinkie Pie’s orifices, the abuse might continue indefinitely.
“Pinkie,” Applejack said, “I cain’t even imagine what y’all must be goin’ through.”
Pinkie Pie turned her head to look at Applejack. The carefree gleam in her eye was missing. It was as though the windows to Pinkie’s soul had drawn the shades, for there was no longer light within.
Even if Twilight came back and defeated Trixie, the victory would feel as hollow as Pinkie felt in her heart. Nothing seemed to matter to her anymore. The happy and innocent mare known as Pinkie Pie was gone.
After staring at Applejack for a moment, Pinkie eventually turned her head back to the ceiling with a heavy sigh.
“What happened to you wasn’t your fault,” Rarity said, “You mustn’t blame yourself. Nopony deserves to be raped.”
Pinkie closed her eyes and whimpered as a tear ran down her cheek. The mounting shame and humiliation she felt was as inescapable as her rapists' touch.
“There was nothing y’all could’ve done to stop it from happening,” Applejack said, “Trixie and those stallions are the only ones responsible.”
Back at town hall, Trixie tweaked her fleshy joy buzzer as she felt her own orgasm building within her. Trixie lifted her face up from her pussy and began gasping for breath. She redoubled her efforts to make her assistants climax at the same time. Trixie moved the colts’ cocks with ever-increasing speed, until their pendulous balls were rocking back and forth erratically. Snips and Snails genitalia became kinetic blurs as Trixie’s ass gripped them tenaciously.
“Who has the tightest ass in all of Equestria?” Trixie asked.
“You do, O Great and Powerful Trixie!” Snips and Snails shouted in unison. Their faces were flushed and sweat poured down their faces. Snips and Snails could feel their second orgasm swiftly approaching.
Trixie began alternating her thrusting motions. When she pulled one of the hot shafts out, she would push the other one even deeper inside her ass. She alternated these motions while moaning erotically.
“Trixie is cumming!” Trixie shouted, “Trixie commands you to cum inside Trixie!”
Trixie screamed as she squirted mare ejaculate all over her face.
Snips and Snails simultaneously came inside Trixie’s ass. They could feel the pulse of each other's throbbing choad as they ejaculated in their master’s butt.
Having their cocks rubbing against each other during their shared orgasm was surprisingly erotic for the young colts. Their semen spurted out and mixed itself into an anal colt cream cocktail.
After shooting their second load of foal fondue, Snips and Snails were both exhausted. Their dicks were already becoming flaccid as Trixie removed them from her ass. Their salty stallion splooge oozed out of her sphincter and slid down her smooth crotch.
Trixie lay with her head to one side and smiled as her orgasm enveloped her body. She stared at her disembodied vagina, which was glistening from a mixture of sweat and her mare lube.
Beyond her own vagina, Trixie looked over at Pinkie’s used holes. Trixie grinned as she thought about all the fun she would have with them tomorrow. Thanks to her newfound alicorn-like powers, nothing was beyond her control.
She truly was the Great and Powerful Trixie.
