Trixie’s Preposterous Adventure

Trixie’s Preposterous Adventure

by: Grape Parfait

Chapter 1. Zecora’s Curse

My hooves pounded the ground furiously as I galloped away from Ponyville as quickly as I could. The canopy of the Everfree forest slowly closed over itself as I continued to trek deeper and deeper into the forest. The path I had been following became fainter until it abruptly ended into a thicket of brambles. I stutter stepped as I tried to stop quickly but clumsily fell into the thorny brush. Its’ green thorns drew thin lines of red across my back and flanks as I flailed back into a standing position. I stomped angrily and painfully back towards the path as the brambles attempted to pull me back into their stabbing grip. I looked back to where I came from but realized that the path I had been following was too faint to be found again. I was lost.

“Stupid thorns!” I blubbered as tears fluttered down my cheeks and into my mouth. “Now what is Trixie supposed to do?” I turned around and noticed a very oddly colored pony.

“Settle down and look behind. What you seek surely isn’t difficult to find?” The female zebra rhymed as she turned around and trotted off into the woods.

“Wait! Wait for Trixie!” I called as I followed the Zebra. She led me to a ramshackle bungalow covered by rotten smelling ferns and crawling vines. She ducked under the ledge of a log at the entrance and I followed afterwards. The insides of the bungalow reeked more intensely than outside, a small cauldron adorned the center while the perimeter was lined with shelves holding many different containers. Dust wafted and danced lazily through the streaks of sunlight that filtered through the perforated roof. “Who are you? Trixie demands to know!”

“Zecora the zebra is my name. Helping ponies is my game.”  The striped-grey earth pony rhymed as she dunked a soiled looking rag into the cauldron.

“Trixie does not need any help! The only thing she needs is more power!” I scolded Zecora. The zebra turned around quickly then tackled me to the ground. I struggled fiercely as she placed the dirty rag over my muzzle. The cottage spun in complete dizzying circles as I collapsed.

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“The power that you seek through lust… A lesson in humility is a must!” Zecora’s voice echoed repeatedly in my ears as my eyes flitted open. I woozily stood up from my prone position in the grass. My headache hammered a beat in my ears as I stammered about. I pushed the top of my head against a nearby tree and ran my unicorn’s horn against the bark. I gauged my horn angrily into the tree and cut a deep groove. As I looked up I realized my vision was brutally struck dark again as I tumbled head over hooves. I groaned in pain as a pegasus quickly hopped up and stammered about. I shrugged off the impact the best I could and checked to my relief that I wasn’t injured in the crash.

“Hey! What’d you do that for?” I grumped at the light grey pegasus.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I’m such a featherbrain!” She chirped happily as she took a hesitant step towards me. Her foreleg was scraped from the accident and she held her hoof off the ground. I pulled a hooferchief from my hat then cinched it around her injury with a little bow knot. “Thank you! Mister…?” She gingerly asked for my name.

“I am the great and powerful Trixie!” I exclaimed as I adjusted my square show hat and posed in a way I hoped was awe-inspiring. Weird, my hat changed due to last night’s magic.

“Wow! You’re a show stallion?” The pegasus mare cheered. “By the way, I’m Ditzy Doo!”

“Yes, well Ditzy, I need to be somewhere else at this moment. So if you don’t mind…”

“I don’t mind, where do you need to go?”

“If you must know, I need to find…” My head surged with pain as I tried to form the words to describe the zebra that cursed me. My stomach abruptly grumbled loudly. “Trixie needs to find some food.”

As I entered the market I paid nopony any mind as I trotted along towards the bakery. I couldn’t believe that I was back and unharmed after what happened. I broke my stride as I finally arrived at Sugarcube Corner, Ditzy Doo opened the door and I trotted in after her.

“Aww, come on Pinkie Pie! I’m only short one bit! Please let me have the muffin. Pretty please?” The grey pegasus whined to a pink earth pony behind the cashier counter.

I looked through the display cases and immediately found what I wanted. I scrunched up my muzzle and sauntered next to the petite grey pegasus. “Here.” I retrieved three bits from my coin purse and tossed them onto the counter. “Two bits for my muffin and one for the pegasus?”

“Oh? Thank you.” She exclaimed as she quickly pecked my cheek then dashed out of the bakery. The pink pony behind the counter gave me my muffin with cheerful zeal and I left as well.

On the patio in front of Sugarcube corner there were a few tables and sitting cushions. The grey pegasus waived to me and I sat on the cushion next to her. I mindlessly nibbled on my muffin as I let my mind wander. I still couldn’t believe that I wasn’t hurt at all after my encounter with Zecora. If anything my shoulder was becoming sore from Ditzy crashing into me. My eyes jumped around the market and it seemed weird that all of the other ponies appeared smaller than me now. My eyes wandered of their own accord under the table for a moment. The grey pegasus moved her hind leg slightly to the side, showing me a clear view of her teats. Normally I wouldn’t care and would think it was an accident but a few moments later I saw her belly moving with her stifled snickers.

“Hey, I’m up here.” She said with a silly chortle.

“Oh! Sorry! Trixie is most apologetic!” I blurted out with a sputter as my voice cracked.

“You know that you have a mare’s name, right?” She scrunched up her face and crossed her eyes.

“What’s wrong with Trixie? I’m a..” I looked under the table again but this time at myself. “stallion. Ugh.”

“Hey! If you’re gonna leer at me at least make it less obvious.” Ditzy chided while snickering.

“Trixie was not leering!” My voice cracked and dropped towards a more masculine tone.

“Ok, ok jeez. I was only teasing you.” She brought her hoof up and twirled the end of her mane around it as she sipped on her water.

“Look… Umm Trixie isn’t usually like this, ok?” I sighed deeply. “Literally not like this.”

“What do you mean?”

“For the love of Celestia, just forget it.” I exasperated. There is simply no way I could tell Ditzy Doo that I was originally a mare. How much sense would it make to explain that I’ve been cursed by a zebra… “Actually, somepony cast a spell on me. I think.”

“Wow! Oooooooo, Do you tell all the mares you meet an adventure story?” Ditzy giggled in disbelief of my story.

“Trixie does not just fabricate fantastical stories for his own benefit… Ok fine, I do embellish the truth though. A little.”

“Ok, I believe you. I like fantastical stories. Hey, you’re a really cool pony, and umm kina cute. Wanna hang out with me?” Ditzy Doo winked. I was taken aback by her forwardness. I think that I had been a stallion no longer than a few hours and she was jumping all over me. Am I really that good looking? I leaned back on my sitting cushion and caught my reflection on one of the glass panes ornamenting Sugarcube Corner. In the reflection was a virtuous looking blue stallion with a short cut mane, totally ripped muscles and my magic moon cutie mark on his flank. My hat had changed to a show stallion’s square purple hat and my cape changed into a fancy white charvet underneath a long tailed purple blazer adorned with multicolored magic stars and effects.

“Of course Trixie is quite handsome.” I answered haughtily.

“You’re so funny, you talk in third-pony all the time.” Ditzy Doo chirped girlishly.

“Well Trixie must figure out how to fix his situation regardless.”

“You’re soo weird!” Ditzy Doo’s stuck the tip of her muzzle almost inside my ear as she whispered. “I like weird. I like it a lot… Follow me.” She grabbed the collar of my blazer and tugged until I stood up. She released her grasp and led me towards the outskirts of town again.

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We stopped outsize a ramshackle house just on the outskirts of Ponyville. Ditzy Doo reached under the dusty doormat and picked up a key. She unlocked the door and invited me inside after placing the key back in its place then closed the door behind me.

“Well here we are.” Ditzy Doo said cheerfully as she pushed the table in the center of the room to one side. She reached over the sofa and laid out a few colorful blankets on top of one another.

“Trixie must be going now. He just isn’t interested in helping you rearrange your den.”

“Wait a sec… Ok done!” Ditzy mumbled as she dropped the last blanket into place on the floor.

“Trixie is perplexed. He must be going to figure out how to get himself out of this terrible situation.”

“What? How is this situation terrible?”  Ditzy Doo reached over to me and tried to take my hat off my head.

“Hey! What are you doing?” I huffed and backed away from the grey mare.

“Fine do it yourself. Just put your hat, blazer and shirt on the sofa over there.” Ditzy Doo said in a dopey but definitely sultry voice. I finally understood what was going on.

“You want to have sex?” Ditzy Doo nodded as I questioned the situation like a doofus. “With me? Would you be willing to help me with my problem afterwards?”

“What? You are the weirdest stallion I’ve ever met. And believe me you are because a mare with an astigmatism as bad as mine I attract the weirdest. I should have a trophy.” She sighed as she flopped to her side then ran her forehoof over her barrel. “So either come and get this or get out.”

My heart hammered a few times as I chucked my hat and clothes onto the sofa behind me. I turned back around slowly with an unsure smile on my face. I crept up to the grey mare and placed my muzzle next to her ear. “Trixie is unsure what to do.” I slid the side of my muzzle against her neck and pressed her down onto the blankets causing her to lie completely on her side. I rubbed my face to and fro against her neck and the side of her golden mane causing it to tickle my nose. I sneezed a brisk bout then backed away for a moment. This felt so wrong, yet my pulse continued to increase with each moment.

“Eww… You snotted on me.” Ditzy Doo giggled and waived a forehoof at me. “Come back, we’re not done yet.”

“Trixie is sorry, he feels… apprehensive.” I apologized as Ditzy rolled over a little more then raised her rear leg. Suddenly a warm feeling overcame me as the second time today I glanced at Ditzy Doo’s teats.

I crouched onto my foreknees keeping my rump hoisted in the air as I wandered my nose down Ditzy Doo’s body. I rubbed my face, nose and cheeks against her soft chest dotingly. I rested my ear against her chest and heard each breath she inhaled then exhaled with a shudder.

“Ohhh… Trixie you are so strange.” Ditzy Doo sighed long and deeply. Her top wing fluttered once and smacked the top of my head lightly.

I moved my muzzle over the mare’s squirming stomach with the tip of my mouth leaving little wet marks along the way. Her stomach jerked back then bubbled as she chortled quietly and cooed approval. She spread her hind leg to the highest position she could accomplish while laying on her side. I carefully touched the tip of my muzzle to the side of her boob. I fondly petted the outside of each teat then performed a figure eight and stopped in the middle of both. I slowly stuck my tongue out and licked the spot between both teats. Ditzy Doo’s stomach jumped in as she gasped, I brought my head up and looked at her eyes. Seeing a sidelong smirk on her face urged me to continue. I licked the sides of each teat teasingly a few times causing Ditzy Doo to suck in her gut each time. The mare’s hind legs quivered as I deliberately licked one of her nipples. A deep grunt of consent growled from Ditzy Doo’s neck as I continued to lick the other nipple. I alternated from top nipple to bottom nipple licking then sucking sloppily as my saliva ran a trail under over her teats and onto the blanket beneath her. I pushed my muzzle deeper into her delicious hooters and lost myself in pleasure as my mouth tried to milk each one. Her abdomen stiffened and her teat in my mouth stood erect as her stomach pulled in and tightened.

“Oooo… Trixie! I’m cummin’!” Ditzy Doo gulped as her stomach undulated and her rear legs quivered. My muzzle continued to massage her teats fondly as the heat of the room suddenly moved to my groin. I pushed onto her side and she complied by rolling completely onto her back. I stepped over and straddled Ditzy Doo. She reached her tongue out and swiped at my muzzle fervently as I rubbed my penis over her teats and stomach. After just a few strokes of passion I pulled back my hips a little more this time and plunged it directly into her love canal. The grey mare growled and sneered as her body bobbed back and forth while I rutted her senseless.  My groin tensed up then released pressure unexpectedly as a warm euphoric feeling overtook my entire body. My hips slammed one more time upwards then held their position as I felt my penis piston pump its dutiful liquid. I pulled away from Ditzy Doo then stat down a few paces with my back facing her. She quickly rolled over then sat by my side running her muzzle up and down my neck.

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Next time on Trixie’s Preposterous Adventure

by: Grape Parfait

Chapter 2. Carrot on Top

“Trixie, that was awesome.” Ditzy Doo purred. “Although now that you did the whole deed…” She snickered. “You’re probably gonna be a sire.”

“Trixie knows that he is great. But he acknowledges his limitations.” I sniffled.

“What? You’re not gonna leave me with a foal and run off are ya?”

“What? No!” I exasperated. “I just don’t think I want to be royalty.”