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Mr. Self Destruct - Trix or Treat (Trixie)

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As a reference:
AJ = Applejack
RD = Rainbow Dash
TS = Twilight Sparkle
Ra = Rarity
PP = Pinkie Pie
VS = Vinyl Scratch
TL = Trixie Lulamoon
>You are Anonymous
>And today is Halloween
>You know what that means
>Halloween Parties everywhere
>And so with nothing better to do, a Halloween party is exactly what you’re heading to
>Somehow Sunset Shimmer had somehow rented out a whole building for the party
>A normal person might question how a student in high school could accomplish this, but this was Sunset, she always seemed to get whatever the fuck she wanted
>You were debating attending her party at all, but literally everyone else you knew seemed to be going
>Everyone must have forgotten her bitchy past when they heard the phrase “Free alcohol”
>Speaking of which how was she going to afford that?
>Nope, we don’t question things like that, Anon
>And so to avoid the risk of being ostracized, here you are, at a relatively small worn-down brick building
>Well, at least it’s unassuming
>You walk through the doors only to be greeted by what you suspect is Sunset’s attempt at hiring a bouncer
>It’s just Average Joe, the biggest guy on the football team
>He really only looks menacing, the guy has a heart of gold
>“Name sir?”
“Anonymous.”
>He looks over your costume for a minute and smiles
>”Okay, very funny, but seriously name please?”
“No, really Joe, it’s me; Anonymous, Anonymous Unknown.”
>”Oh Jeez seriously? Sorry dude, kind of hard to tell with that Green mask you got there. What are you supposed to be anyway?”
>You look down at your classy business suit, which you know is perfectly completed by a green mask with a “?” emblazoned upon its face
“You know, I’m not even sure myself, but it feels right.”
>”Ahh, just grabbed shit and put a costume together?”
“Pretty much. Well anyway I’ll see you later Joe.”
>You begin to walk off into the large and loud crowd
>When you enter the main room you find what, with all the people gone, would just be a large empty room with chairs and tables on the sides
>Halloween decorations everywhere you look, combined with blinding strobe-lights flashing every second
>It’s a good thing your aren’t epileptic
>You look around for someone familiar you can go mingle with
>While scanning the crowd, a spooky scary skellington with his mask off catches your eyes
>Norman
>You take a short stroll over and tap him on the shoulder
“Eh Norman, sup fella?”
>He turns around and looks at you with a cocked eyebrow, thinking of who you might be
“It’s Anon.”
>”OH HEY DUDE, I’m actually pretty glad you showed up, I’ve had like no one to talk to this whole time.”
“How long have you been here?”
>”Like 15 minutes. Here, wait here a minute Anon.”
>He walks off into the crowd
>You stand in the spot that only a minute ago Norman was standing in alone
>You look around the crowd while you wait for him hoping to catch some more familiar faces
>And that’s when you see her
>Trixie
>Dat qt gurlee
>She glances over at you, obviously unaware of whom you are, but you see her smile at your costume
>You consider walking over and attempting to mingle with Trixie, but you figure you shouldn’t ditch Norman, that’d be a dick move
>That is unless he ditched you
>You’ll just wait a bit longer
>You notice a person in the golden Daft Punk mask conversing with Trixie
>However, this masked person is wearing an incredibly short black skirt, coupled with an incredibly revealing black top, and then you see the unmistakable blue hair
>Vinyl, fitting costume, you suppose
>You feel a tap on your shoulder only to find Norman has returned
“There you are! I was starting to wonder if you had ditched me.”
>”Nah man, I was just getting us these.”
>He hands you a small shot glass, filled to the brim with, based on the smell, a strongly alcoholic beverage
>”I just ran into Rarity and her friends and got… side-tracked.”
>You pull your mask up enough to expose your mouth, clink glasses with Norman, and quickly take the shot
>You hand the glass back to Norman
>”So uh… You’re kind of friends with Rarity and her friends… right?”
“Yes, why?”
>You chuckle at him, you know exactly why
>”Do you think you could help get me an in with Rarity tonight dude? When I ran into them I told them you were here and I’d bring you by in a bit.”
“I’ll see what I can do for ya’ pal.”
>”Thanks man, it means a lot.”
>He leads you to them
>While you’re walking along, you notice the hostess, Sunset Shimmer, who is dressed in a slutty SS Nazi uniform
>Doesn’t get much more fitting than that
>She’s talking with Flash Sentry, who is dressed as well… The Flash
>That’s pretty douchey, now that you can appreciate
>You turn your gaze forward only to see that you and Norman are quickly approaching RD and the gang
>Rainbow Dash is the first to notice you
>”AYY ANON, decided to show huh?”
“Yes Indeed I did.”
>Rainbow Dash is wearing a very tight spandex suit based off of some famous competition flying group she loves
>You think you recall them as being called the wonderbolts
>It’s quite the outfit, were Rainbow not your bro, you might attempt to put your dick in that tonight
>Rainbow catches you staring and smiles slightly
RD: ”So who are you supposed to be, guy?
“Dunno, grabbed stuff and threw it together.”
Ra: ”Well I must say, I like your outfit quite a bit Anonymous.”
>You glance over to Rarity
>She’s wearing a nurses costume, with an exceptionally short skirt, and a shirt that exposes an ample amount of cleavage
“Yours isn’t too bad either.”
>You look over the remainder of the group
>Fluttershy is wearing a bunny costume and it is much more exposing that anything you would have expected her to wear
>She doesn’t seem too confident in herself
>Applejack is wearing a cowgirl outfit
>You laugh audibly to yourself
“That’s a weird outfit to see YOU in AJ.”
>You lay on the sarcasm heavily
AJ: “Hey at least ah can say ah’m cowgirl, that Trixie girl literally came here as herself.”
“Really now?”
TS: “Yeah, she came by and accused me of copying her costume earlier”
“So what, are you a magician?”
>She’s wearing a light blue tophat and cape, coupled with very conservative clothing, as per usual with Twilight
TS: “Yes, to put it in simple terms, I am a magician.”
“Very Nice. So Trixie came as herself, hmm?”
TS: “Well basically, she said she came as “THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE”
“Interesting.”
>AJ and Twilight go back into whatever conversation they were in before you arrived
>You glance over to where you remember seeing Trixie earlier
>She’s still there
>Damn that girl fine, qt3.14/10
>She has a purple hat and cape with blue and yellow stars strewn across them, but your eyes are more drawn to her very short light blue skirt, and light blue corset which she is wearing as a top
>Thank you Halloween, for allowing girls to dress like complete sluts for one night without much of anything being said about it
RD: “YO ANON… EARTH TO ANON.”
>You shake your head and look to Rainbow Dash
“Sorry I was sort of daydreaming there.”
>She glances over to Trixie and laughs to herself
>”I bet you were lover-boy.”
>You shake your head at her immaturity
>She slides up next to your and whispers in your ear
>“You know I know you have a crush on her right.”
“I DON-“
>You quickly withdraw yourself
>“My point exactly.”
>You grumble to yourself
>She gives you a goofy childish smile, and punches you in the arm
>“I’m going to go grab us all some shots, you behave now.”
>She heads off
>You take a quick glance over to Norman, who has just been standing around awkwardly, and then to Rarity, who is actually not in a conversation at the moment
>You remember you told Norman you’d help him out tonight, now’s your chance
“So Norman, I wanted to thank you for helping me pick out this badass suit dude.”
>He looks at you with a cocked eyebrow
>”I helped you pick that out like 3 year-“
>You punch him in the shoulder and then motion your eyes from him to Rarity to him and to Rarity again
>“I mean… Yeah! Not a problem dude.”
“Yeah, it’s great to have someone with the taste in fashion that you have. Hell, you’re right up there with Rarity over here.”
Ra: “Oh Anonymous you’re too kind.”
>She pauses for a moment and glances at Norman
Ra: “Norman, I never knew you were versed in the art of fashion.”
>He scratches the back of his head
>”I mean I dabble, heh heh.”
Ra: “Well Anonymous’ suit is absolutely exquisite, if you helped him pick that out, I can’t help but admire your eye for quality clothing.”
>”Yeah I guess I sort of have an eye for that sort of stuff, I…”
>You watch as the two of them quickly get into a conversation about fashion stuff that is well above your head
>Well fuck, that went off without a hitch, Norman’s going to owe you now
>As if on cue, Dash shows up with a tray with 7 shots atop it
RD: “Alright, everyone take a shot. You too Fluttershy. And you’re drinking one as well Twilight.”
>Twilight is about to speak up, but is quickly silenced by Dash
RD: “I promise if you take this one shot I won’t bother you the rest of the night.”
TS: “Hmph… FINE.”
>You grab your shot as every else does
RD: “TO… Oh I don’t know, just drink.”
>You all clink your glasses together and everyone takes their shot
>Norman sees the empty spot by Rarity and promptly takes it, the two of them continuing their conversation
>You smile to yourself on your accomplishment
>Dash somehow notices your mask’s contortion as a result of your facial expression change
>She whispers in your ear again
>”You set that up.”
>You nod in response
>”He owes your hardcore.”
“I know.”
>Pinkie walks over from some other group she was talking to
PP: “Hey Nonny, Hey Rainbow. You guys having a super duper time?”
>Pinkie Pie is dressed in a fucking chimichanga costume
>You can’t say as that shocks you in any way or form, given it’s Pinkie Pie
“How did you…? “
PP: “Know it was you right off the bat? I dunno, 6th sense or something.”
>She giggles to herself three times followed by a snort
RD: “You missed us taking shots Pinkie.”
PP: “That’s okay, Pinkie can fix that.”
>She hops off into the crowd, presumably to grab more shots
>For the first time tonight, you take a seat next to Rainbow Dash
“Sooo, do you know how Sunshine gets away with this sort of shit?”
>”I have no idea; apparently her parents are rich as shit or something. She really has the world around her finger; I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit jealous.”
“And her parents just buy her an assload of hard liquor?”
>”That or the liquor store doesn’t even bother messing with her. But hey, I’m not complaining, free party is free party.”
>The two of you snicker to yourselves
>You sit there in silence for a second when something catches in the corner of your eye
>You glance over to Trixie; she’s staring at you again
>Probably trying to figure who you are
>You know Trixie relatively well because of your friendship with Dash, who is friends with Vinyl, who is in turn friends with Trixie
>It’s a friend of a friend of a friend deal
>”If you’re going to keep staring like that, you might as well go over there and talk to her.”
“Oh, heh heh, well I wouldn’t want to ditch you guys!”
>”Oh, cut it out Anon, everyone else is heavily engaged in their conversations, and when Pinkie gets back she’s going to want to talk to me, she hasn’t seen me all night. Quit making excuses and get your ass over there.”
“Meh, I dunno, it’ll probably be awkward-“
>”It’ll only be that way if you make it that way, now get over there.”
“Well-“
>”Pinkie, should Anon go over and talk to Trixie?”
>You hadn’t noticed Pinkie was already back
>Holy fuck that’s a lot of alcohol she brought
PP: “I mean he can if he wants too…”
>Rainbow Dash sighs to herself
RD: “If you don’t go over there, I will, and I think we both know things will be a lot less awkward if you just go yourself.”
“Fine, fine. Let me take one of these on my way out.”
>You grab a shot and down in within a second before tapping the empty glass onto the tray
>You stand up and make your way over to Vinyl and Trixie
>Oh boy here we go
“Hey there Vinyl, Trixie, how are you fine ladies doing tonight?”
>Fuck you might have laid it on a bit too heavy right there
VS: “Uhh… fine… who are you again?”
>You pull up your mask to expose your face to them
VS: “OH Anon, how’s it kickin’ bro?”
“Ya know, partying and such.”
TL: “So that’s who you are, Trixie has been trying to figure it out all night. What are you supposed to be anyway?”
“I honestly just grabbed some stuff that seemed spooky and threw it together, no real explanation or methodology. So Vinyl, you’re a Daft Punk member and Trixie… I heard you’re here as Trixie.”
TL: “Trixie is here as “THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE.” Trixie figured someone ought to do it, and who better suited for such a role other than Trixie herself.”
>You chuckle to yourself
“Makes sense.”
TL: “Is that sarcasm?”
“Maaaayyybe.”
>She smiles at your comment
VS: “Hey, you two behave, I’m going to grab us a round of shots.”
>Sure is a lot of alcohol going around tonight
>You wouldn’t be surprised if some dumb fuck had alcohol poisoning by the end of the night
>Trixie sits down and gestures for you to sit next to her
>You oblige
“So, why’d you show, don’t you hate the shit out of Shimmer?”
>”Oh absolutely, Trixie hates her guts, but Trixie also likes free parties.”
“That seems to be the consensus here tonight.”
>Awkward silence
>Still awkward silence
>Well shit
“So how’re you doing tonight?”
>She cocks an eyebrow
>”Anon, you and Trixie are well beyond silly small talk.”
“Yeah sorry, awkward silence got to me.”
>She scoffs
>”Well if you want to talk so badly, Trixie caught you were staring at her.”
“Pfft, nonsense, you kept staring at me.”
>”It’s quite alright Anonymous; Trixie knows that she’s absolutely stunning. She doesn’t blame you.”
“And it’s quite alright you were staring at Anonymous, He realizes he is quite handsome.”
>She looks at you with a half-grin
“Trixie had no way of even knowing it was you. Check mate, Trixie wins.”
>You roll your eyes
>”Well if it’s not the truth, then what brought you over to talk to Trixie.”
“You certainly want me to admit I’m attracted to you, don’t you?”
>”Are you implying that Trixie isn’t attractive? Because if that is the case Trixie knows that’s a bold-faced lie, coming from you.”
“And what exactly is that supposed to mean, oh great and powerful Trixie?”
>”Let’s just say that Trixie and Vinyl are best friends, and Vinyl is close friends with Dash who is best friends with you.”
“Thanks for explaining how we know each other.”
>She shakes her head
>”Trixie knows your little secret…”
>You freeze for a second
>Fucking Dash
>It’s a good thing the lighting in the room is flashing otherwise Trixie might be able to see exactly how red your face is right now
>She slides much closer to you
>”Would you like to know a secret of Trixie’s?”
>She slips next to your ear and whispers
>”Trixie just might have a little crush on you too.”
>You freeze up again at the combination of those words and the sensation of her hot breath on your ear
>A real succubus, this one
>She chuckles at your reaction
>She slides away from you
>”Well Vinyl, it took long enough. Trixie and Anon were just discussing how thirsty we were.”
VS: “OH I bet you were.”
>”Oh fuck off with your silly innuendo.”
>Vinyl smirks and hands each of you a shot
VS: “Okay, on three. 1… 2… 3!”
>You all down your shots
VS: “So what’s your shot count so far tonight Anon.”
“That was my fourth.”
VS: “What a lightweight, that was my seventh.”
>She laughs a bit
>You want to doubt what she says, considering she doesn’t even seem fazed, but then you remember Vinyl parties almost as heavily as Pinkie
“What are you at Trixie.”
>“That was Trixie’s third.”
VS: “Yeah, she’s more of a lightweight than you Anon, she started coughing after her second shot.”
>”HEY, Trixie just… swallowed wrong, YES that, that’s it.”
VS: “Suureee…”
VS: “Oh, by the way, I made a request for you Trix.”
>A new song starts
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MmZexg8sxyk
>Trixie’s mouth forms into a slight grin
VS: “Yep, This IS your jam, isn’t it Trixie?”
>Trixie quickly composes herself
>”Trixie does not have “A Jam”… however Trixie will admit she is quite fond of this song.”
VS: “Yeah, you should go shake your ass to it.”
>”Trixie will do no such thing!”
>You high levels of perception catch Vinyl doing the “eyes to Trixie, eyes to Anonymous” thing
>Something is afoot
>Trixie sighs
>”FINE, Trixie will dance… but only if Anonymous accompanies her.”
VS: “Come on Anon, you know you want to see Trixie’s silly attempt at dancing, do it for the greater good!”
>”Fuck you.”
>You think for a moment
“You know, any other time I’d probably just say no, but I think there is just enough booze in me to say yes right now.”
>Vinyl quickly grabs both of you by the hands and throws you toward the central dance floor
>The two of you make your way into the crowd and both of you do some of the lamest dancing known to man
>As the song goes on, and the two of you get into the groove, your dancing improves slightly, and Trixie moves much closer to you
>As songs change, and the night goes on, the two of you continue moving ever closer until you are literally rubbing up on one another
>Trixie turns her back to you and begins grinding against you
>You whisper in her ear
“Dirty girl.”
>She looks back at you with a sinister grin and continues her dance
>She’s rubbing on the D hardcore now
>It’s becoming quite hard to keep your composure
>She’s no idiot; she knows exactly what she is doing to you
>And she is enjoying every second of your torture
>If Rene Descartes were here, you’re quite certain he’d be yelling at you to supplement her with the dick
>She turns around pushing her front into you heavily and wrapping her arms around your neck
>She stares deeply into your eyes
“So just to make sure, you are aware what a living hell you’ve made my life tonight?”
>”Trixie knows exactly what she’s been doing.”
“Then I think you may agree it’s only fair if I get a bit of revenge.”
>Before she can respond you slide your hand down her belly, stopping only when the tips of your fingers are under the elastic of her panties
>She sighs heavily on your neck at the touch
>You whisper to her
“Shall I continue?”
>She quickly brings her lips to yours and pulls away
>”Y-yes…”
>You slide your hand deeper into her panties, until you reach your prize
>Your touch is once again met with heavy breathing on your neck
>She grins at you
>“Trixie was less direct.”
“Trixie didn’t have to worry about trying to hide a boner. I can always stop if you’d rather I be less... “direct.””
>”N-no, keep going…”
>With that you stop your sliding along her lips, and slide a finger inside of her
>She lets out an audible moan
>You freeze and look around to make sure no one is looking
>Who are you kidding, everyone is either too drunk to care or too pre-occupied doing the same thing as you are
>You continue by sliding your finger in and out of her at what you guess is an excruciatingly slow pace for her
>”Anonymous, go faster or something, this is *unf* torture.”
“I dunno, you had me going for about 15 minutes…”
>She attempts to slide her hand down your pants in response but is met with your belt
>She instead grasps your hardening member through your pants and begins stroking
>”Trixie will make it worth the lack of revenge.”
>That’s good enough for you, with that you speed up your pace
>She’s absolutely soaking your hand
>You decide to add another finger into the mix
>The increased pressure is met with another audible moan
>All the while she has continued her stroking of your cock through your pants
>Your pants are becoming ever tighter
>”I… Trixie can’t take anymore, come with me.”
>You quickly withdraw your hand from her, and she grab your other wrist dragging you out of the party
>On the way out you notice Vinyl and Dash staring and laughing
>Fuck how did you not see it.
>Dash and Vinyl were working together to set the two of you up
>Well you can’t say as you’re complaining.
>Trixie walks you all the way around the corner to a van, at that point she releases your wrist and opens the back panel.
>There’s a shitty bed in there
>Holy fuck this is a hippie van
“This is yours?”
>“Yes, this is Trixie’s, now do you want to talk about my van or do you want to get down to business.”
“I’ll go with option two.”
>”I thought so.”
>The two of you pile into her van, closing the doors behind you
>She turns on two lava lamps that are sitting on shelves and beckons you to join her on the bed
>She quickly pulls your mask from your hair, where it’s been sitting since you started talking to Vinyl and Trixie
>She then begins unbuttoning your jacket
>You take the cue and quickly rip off your jacket, followed by unbuttoning your shirt
>She stares for a second, and then pulls your head into hers, causing your lips to meet
>Your tongues partake in a short battle before they depart from each other
>You try to unstring Trixie’s corset, to no avail, she knocks your hand away and quickly undoes it
>He perfect orbs are released from their prison
>You grab for her panties and quickly pull them up off her legs, throwing them to the side
>You continue what you started on the dance floor, and begin to finger her with a relentless speed
>She doesn’t bother trying to hide her moans at all, she’s practically screaming at the top of her lungs
>She eventually grabs your wrist
>”Wait, stop, not like this, not yet.”
>You give her a quizzical look
“Then how?”
>”Allow Trixie to show you.”
>She pushes you back and undoes your belt, followed by your pants
>She rips everything off with a force you would not have expected from a girl her size
>Fuck you really drove her to the edge
>She wraps her petite hand around your now rock-hard member and begins lightly stroking it
>She follows by wrapping her lips around the tip and moving down at an excruciatingly slow pace
>She speeds up her pace, and you are very quickly losing ground to your edge
“Trixie, you need to slow down…”
>she pulls her mouth off of your cock and continues her stroking
>”Do I now?”
“Y-yes…”
>”Fine.”
>With that she withdraws all stimulation from your cock and pushes your back into the bed
>The two of you engage in another heavy kiss
>When she pulls away a single strand of saliva can be seen between your lips and hers
>She grabs your cock and lines it up with her pussy, rubbing the tip in her wetness
>After a proper teasing, she lines your member up with her hole, and drops her weight down
>The two of you moan in unison
>She stares at you in a very sultry fashion while gyrating her hypes back and forth
>Oh god this is perfect, this is beyond perfect
>She speeds up her gyrating motion, and eventually leans forward putting her hands on each of your shoulders
>She begins bouncing up and down on your dick at a relatively fast pace
>You’re sure that the moans you and her are making are quite audible to anyone outside, but you’re in too much ecstasy to care
>You notice a marked increase in the volume of her already loud moans, and she begins doing an incredibly intoxicating combination of gyration and bouncing, at a very quick pace
>”Oh fuck, Anon, I’m going to cum…”
>You feel her pussy squeeze your cock, and her juices seep down around your upper legs
>She falls over onto you, exhausted from her orgasm
>She’s panting heavily into your ear
>”Hmmm… that was… that was soo good.”
“Hey now, I’m not done yet, don’t get too greedy.”
>”Mmmph, Trixie doesn’t even know if she has the strength after… that…”
>You pick her up and lay her back on the bed
>”Trixie will try to be more than a piece of cardboard, but no promises.”
>The two of you share a short chuckle
>You take your cock and line it up with her entrance before quickly pushing the whole of your length into her
>Once again, the two of you moan in unison
>You begin thrusting into her at a relatively slow pace, but speed up as you go
>”K-kiss Trixie…”
>You oblige to her order and join her in a kiss while increasing the pace of your thrusts
>You can feel the edge coming on now
“Trixie… I’m getting close…”
>”D-do it Inside, it should be okay today.”
>Never have you heard a more beautiful sentence
>With that you thrust even hard and faster than you had been previously
>”AAHN Trixie is cumming again!”
>The contortions of her pussy are too much, and with a throaty moan, you release one of the largest loads you’ve ever had into her
>This time it is you who falls over into her
>The two of you lie there, panting loudly; the smell of the van is nothing but sex
“That was like… perfect.”
>”Trixie agrees.”
>You continue to bask in the afterglow for another couple minutes
“We should probably head back in.”
>Trixie nods and begins situating her corset and sliding her panties back on
>You assemble all of your randomly strewn clothes and redress yourself
>When the two of you are suitable for the outside world you head out and back towards the party
“So is this like a one-night stand or…?”
>”Trixie would like it to be more than a one-night stand.”
>You smile at her and grab her hand
>The two of you head back into the building
>You see Vinyl is sitting around conversing with Dash, and the rest of the gang are all still huddled in the same corner
>You notice the absence of two members however; Norman and Rarity
>That sly dog
>You make your way over
>Dash looks up
RD: “Have a good time, lover-boy?”
>You’d normally be act offended at something like that, but you’re still in too much ecstasy to care.
“Yeah.”
RD: “You owe me one.”
>The remainder of the night revolves around hanging with the little circle in the corner
>Best Halloween ever.

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As a reference:

AJ = Applejack
RD = Rainbow Dash
TS = Twilight Sparkle
Ra = Rarity
PP = Pinkie Pie
VS = Vinyl Scratch
TL = Trixie Lulamoon

>You are Anonymous
>And today is Halloween
>You know what that means
>Halloween Parties everywhere
>And so with nothing better to do, a Halloween party is exactly what you’re heading to
>Somehow Sunset Shimmer had somehow rented out a whole building for the party
>A normal person might question how a student in high school could accomplish this, but this was Sunset, she always seemed to get whatever the fuck she wanted
>You were debating attending her party at all, but literally everyone else you knew seemed to be going
>Everyone must have forgotten her bitchy past when they heard the phrase “Free alcohol”
>Speaking of which how was she going to afford that?
>Nope, we don’t question things like that, Anon
>And so to avoid the risk of being ostracized, here you are, at a relatively small worn-down brick building
>Well, at least it’s unassuming
>You walk through the doors only to be greeted by what you suspect is Sunset’s attempt at hiring a bouncer
>It’s just Average Joe, the biggest guy on the football team
>He really only looks menacing, the guy has a heart of gold
>“Name sir?”
“Anonymous.”
>He looks over your costume for a minute and smiles
>”Okay, very funny, but seriously name please?”
“No, really Joe, it’s me; Anonymous, Anonymous Unknown.”
>”Oh Jeez seriously? Sorry dude, kind of hard to tell with that Green mask you got there. What are you supposed to be anyway?”
>You look down at your classy business suit, which you know is perfectly completed by a green mask with a “?” emblazoned upon its face
“You know, I’m not even sure myself, but it feels right.”
>”Ahh, just grabbed shit and put a costume together?”
“Pretty much. Well anyway I’ll see you later Joe.”
>You begin to walk off into the large and loud crowd
>When you enter the main room you find what, with all the people gone, would just be a large empty room with chairs and tables on the sides
>Halloween decorations everywhere you look, combined with blinding strobe-lights flashing every second
>It’s a good thing your aren’t epileptic
>You look around for someone familiar you can go mingle with
>While scanning the crowd, a spooky scary skellington with his mask off catches your eyes
>Norman
>You take a short stroll over and tap him on the shoulder
“Eh Norman, sup fella?”
>He turns around and looks at you with a cocked eyebrow, thinking of who you might be
“It’s Anon.”
>”OH HEY DUDE, I’m actually pretty glad you showed up, I’ve had like no one to talk to this whole time.”
“How long have you been here?”
>”Like 15 minutes. Here, wait here a minute Anon.”
>He walks off into the crowd
>You stand in the spot that only a minute ago Norman was standing in alone
>You look around the crowd while you wait for him hoping to catch some more familiar faces
>And that’s when you see her
>Trixie
>Dat qt gurlee
>She glances over at you, obviously unaware of whom you are, but you see her smile at your costume
>You consider walking over and attempting to mingle with Trixie, but you figure you shouldn’t ditch Norman, that’d be a dick move
>That is unless he ditched you
>You’ll just wait a bit longer
>You notice a person in the golden Daft Punk mask conversing with Trixie
>However, this masked person is wearing an incredibly short black skirt, coupled with an incredibly revealing black top, and then you see the unmistakable blue hair
>Vinyl, fitting costume, you suppose
>You feel a tap on your shoulder only to find Norman has returned
“There you are! I was starting to wonder if you had ditched me.”
>”Nah man, I was just getting us these.”
>He hands you a small shot glass, filled to the brim with, based on the smell, a strongly alcoholic beverage
>”I just ran into Rarity and her friends and got… side-tracked.”
>You pull your mask up enough to expose your mouth, clink glasses with Norman, and quickly take the shot
>You hand the glass back to Norman
>”So uh… You’re kind of friends with Rarity and her friends… right?”
“Yes, why?”
>You chuckle at him, you know exactly why
>”Do you think you could help get me an in with Rarity tonight dude? When I ran into them I told them you were here and I’d bring you by in a bit.”
“I’ll see what I can do for ya’ pal.”
>”Thanks man, it means a lot.”
>He leads you to them
>While you’re walking along, you notice the hostess, Sunset Shimmer, who is dressed in a slutty SS Nazi uniform
>Doesn’t get much more fitting than that
>She’s talking with Flash Sentry, who is dressed as well… The Flash
>That’s pretty douchey, now that you can appreciate
>You turn your gaze forward only to see that you and Norman are quickly approaching RD and the gang
>Rainbow Dash is the first to notice you
>”AYY ANON, decided to show huh?”
“Yes Indeed I did.”
>Rainbow Dash is wearing a very tight spandex suit based off of some famous competition flying group she loves
>You think you recall them as being called the wonderbolts
>It’s quite the outfit, were Rainbow not your bro, you might attempt to put your dick in that tonight
>Rainbow catches you staring and smiles slightly
RD: ”So who are you supposed to be, guy?
“Dunno, grabbed stuff and threw it together.”
Ra: ”Well I must say, I like your outfit quite a bit Anonymous.”
>You glance over to Rarity
>She’s wearing a nurses costume, with an exceptionally short skirt, and a shirt that exposes an ample amount of cleavage
“Yours isn’t too bad either.”
>You look over the remainder of the group
>Fluttershy is wearing a bunny costume and it is much more exposing that anything you would have expected her to wear
>She doesn’t seem too confident in herself
>Applejack is wearing a cowgirl outfit
>You laugh audibly to yourself
“That’s a weird outfit to see YOU in AJ.”
>You lay on the sarcasm heavily
AJ: “Hey at least ah can say ah’m cowgirl, that Trixie girl literally came here as herself.”
“Really now?”
TS: “Yeah, she came by and accused me of copying her costume earlier”
“So what, are you a magician?”
>She’s wearing a light blue tophat and cape, coupled with very conservative clothing, as per usual with Twilight
TS: “Yes, to put it in simple terms, I am a magician.”
“Very Nice. So Trixie came as herself, hmm?”
TS: “Well basically, she said she came as “THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE”
“Interesting.”
>AJ and Twilight go back into whatever conversation they were in before you arrived
>You glance over to where you remember seeing Trixie earlier
>She’s still there
>Damn that girl fine, qt3.14/10
>She has a purple hat and cape with blue and yellow stars strewn across them, but your eyes are more drawn to her very short light blue skirt, and light blue corset which she is wearing as a top
>Thank you Halloween, for allowing girls to dress like complete sluts for one night without much of anything being said about it
RD: “YO ANON… EARTH TO ANON.”
>You shake your head and look to Rainbow Dash
“Sorry I was sort of daydreaming there.”
>She glances over to Trixie and laughs to herself
>”I bet you were lover-boy.”
>You shake your head at her immaturity
>She slides up next to your and whispers in your ear
>“You know I know you have a crush on her right.”
“I DON-“
>You quickly withdraw yourself
>“My point exactly.”
>You grumble to yourself
>She gives you a goofy childish smile, and punches you in the arm
>“I’m going to go grab us all some shots, you behave now.”
>She heads off
>You take a quick glance over to Norman, who has just been standing around awkwardly, and then to Rarity, who is actually not in a conversation at the moment

>You remember you told Norman you’d help him out tonight, now’s your chance
“So Norman, I wanted to thank you for helping me pick out this badass suit dude.”
>He looks at you with a cocked eyebrow
>”I helped you pick that out like 3 year-“
>You punch him in the shoulder and then motion your eyes from him to Rarity to him and to Rarity again
>“I mean… Yeah! Not a problem dude.”
“Yeah, it’s great to have someone with the taste in fashion that you have. Hell, you’re right up there with Rarity over here.”
Ra: “Oh Anonymous you’re too kind.”
>She pauses for a moment and glances at Norman
Ra: “Norman, I never knew you were versed in the art of fashion.”
>He scratches the back of his head
>”I mean I dabble, heh heh.”
Ra: “Well Anonymous’ suit is absolutely exquisite, if you helped him pick that out, I can’t help but admire your eye for quality clothing.”
>”Yeah I guess I sort of have an eye for that sort of stuff, I…”
>You watch as the two of them quickly get into a conversation about fashion stuff that is well above your head
>Well fuck, that went off without a hitch, Norman’s going to owe you now
>As if on cue, Dash shows up with a tray with 7 shots atop it
RD: “Alright, everyone take a shot. You too Fluttershy. And you’re drinking one as well Twilight.”
>Twilight is about to speak up, but is quickly silenced by Dash
RD: “I promise if you take this one shot I won’t bother you the rest of the night.”
TS: “Hmph… FINE.”
>You grab your shot as every else does
RD: “TO… Oh I don’t know, just drink.”
>You all clink your glasses together and everyone takes their shot
>Norman sees the empty spot by Rarity and promptly takes it, the two of them continuing their conversation
>You smile to yourself on your accomplishment
>Dash somehow notices your mask’s contortion as a result of your facial expression change
>She whispers in your ear again
>”You set that up.”
>You nod in response
>”He owes your hardcore.”
“I know.”
>Pinkie walks over from some other group she was talking to
PP: “Hey Nonny, Hey Rainbow. You guys having a super duper time?”
>Pinkie Pie is dressed in a fucking chimichanga costume
>You can’t say as that shocks you in any way or form, given it’s Pinkie Pie
“How did you…? “
PP: “Know it was you right off the bat? I dunno, 6th sense or something.”
>She giggles to herself three times followed by a snort
RD: “You missed us taking shots Pinkie.”
PP: “That’s okay, Pinkie can fix that.”
>She hops off into the crowd, presumably to grab more shots
>For the first time tonight, you take a seat next to Rainbow Dash
“Sooo, do you know how Sunshine gets away with this sort of shit?”
>”I have no idea; apparently her parents are rich as shit or something. She really has the world around her finger; I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a bit jealous.”
“And her parents just buy her an assload of hard liquor?”
>”That or the liquor store doesn’t even bother messing with her. But hey, I’m not complaining, free party is free party.”
>The two of you snicker to yourselves
>You sit there in silence for a second when something catches in the corner of your eye
>You glance over to Trixie; she’s staring at you again
>Probably trying to figure who you are
>You know Trixie relatively well because of your friendship with Dash, who is friends with Vinyl, who is in turn friends with Trixie
>It’s a friend of a friend of a friend deal
>”If you’re going to keep staring like that, you might as well go over there and talk to her.”
“Oh, heh heh, well I wouldn’t want to ditch you guys!”
>”Oh, cut it out Anon, everyone else is heavily engaged in their conversations, and when Pinkie gets back she’s going to want to talk to me, she hasn’t seen me all night. Quit making excuses and get your ass over there.”
“Meh, I dunno, it’ll probably be awkward-“
>”It’ll only be that way if you make it that way, now get over there.”
“Well-“
>”Pinkie, should Anon go over and talk to Trixie?”
>You hadn’t noticed Pinkie was already back
>Holy fuck that’s a lot of alcohol she brought
PP: “I mean he can if he wants too…”
>Rainbow Dash sighs to herself
RD: “If you don’t go over there, I will, and I think we both know things will be a lot less awkward if you just go yourself.”
“Fine, fine. Let me take one of these on my way out.”
>You grab a shot and down in within a second before tapping the empty glass onto the tray
>You stand up and make your way over to Vinyl and Trixie
>Oh boy here we go 
“Hey there Vinyl, Trixie, how are you fine ladies doing tonight?”
>Fuck you might have laid it on a bit too heavy right there
VS: “Uhh… fine… who are you again?”
>You pull up your mask to expose your face to them
VS: “OH Anon, how’s it kickin’ bro?”
“Ya know, partying and such.”
TL: “So that’s who you are, Trixie has been trying to figure it out all night. What are you supposed to be anyway?”
“I honestly just grabbed some stuff that seemed spooky and threw it together, no real explanation or methodology. So Vinyl, you’re a Daft Punk member and Trixie… I heard you’re here as Trixie.”
TL: “Trixie is here as “THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE.” Trixie figured someone ought to do it, and who better suited for such a role other than Trixie herself.”
>You chuckle to yourself
“Makes sense.”
TL: “Is that sarcasm?”
“Maaaayyybe.”
>She smiles at your comment
VS: “Hey, you two behave, I’m going to grab us a round of shots.”
>Sure is a lot of alcohol going around tonight
>You wouldn’t be surprised if some dumb fuck had alcohol poisoning by the end of the night
>Trixie sits down and gestures for you to sit next to her
>You oblige
“So, why’d you show, don’t you hate the shit out of Shimmer?”
>”Oh absolutely, Trixie hates her guts, but Trixie also likes free parties.”
“That seems to be the consensus here tonight.”
>Awkward silence
>Still awkward silence
>Well shit
“So how’re you doing tonight?”
>She cocks an eyebrow
>”Anon, you and Trixie are well beyond silly small talk.”
“Yeah sorry, awkward silence got to me.”
>She scoffs
>”Well if you want to talk so badly, Trixie caught you were staring at her.”
“Pfft, nonsense, you kept staring at me.”
>”It’s quite alright Anonymous; Trixie knows that she’s absolutely stunning. She doesn’t blame you.”
“And it’s quite alright you were staring at Anonymous, He realizes he is quite handsome.”
>She looks at you with a half-grin
“Trixie had no way of even knowing it was you. Check mate, Trixie wins.”
>You roll your eyes
>”Well if it’s not the truth, then what brought you over to talk to Trixie.”
“You certainly want me to admit I’m attracted to you, don’t you?”
>”Are you implying that Trixie isn’t attractive? Because if that is the case Trixie knows that’s a bold-faced lie, coming from you.”
“And what exactly is that supposed to mean, oh great and powerful Trixie?”
>”Let’s just say that Trixie and Vinyl are best friends, and Vinyl is close friends with Dash who is best friends with you.”
“Thanks for explaining how we know each other.”
>She shakes her head
>”Trixie knows your little secret…”
>You freeze for a second
>Fucking Dash
>It’s a good thing the lighting in the room is flashing otherwise Trixie might be able to see exactly how red your face is right now
>She slides much closer to you
>”Would you like to know a secret of Trixie’s?”
>She slips next to your ear and whispers
>”Trixie just might have a little crush on you too.”
>You freeze up again at the combination of those words and the sensation of her hot breath on your ear
>A real succubus, this one
>She chuckles at your reaction
>She slides away from you
>”Well Vinyl, it took long enough. Trixie and Anon were just discussing how thirsty we were.”
VS: “OH I bet you were.”
>”Oh fuck off with your silly innuendo.”
>Vinyl smirks and hands each of you a shot
VS: “Okay, on three. 1… 2… 3!”
>You all down your shots
VS: “So what’s your shot count so far tonight Anon.”
“That was my fourth.”
VS: “What a lightweight, that was my seventh.”
>She laughs a bit
>You want to doubt what she says, considering she doesn’t even seem fazed, but then you remember Vinyl parties almost as heavily as Pinkie
“What are you at Trixie.”
>“That was Trixie’s third.”
VS: “Yeah, she’s more of a lightweight than you Anon, she started coughing after her second shot.”
>”HEY, Trixie just… swallowed wrong, YES that, that’s it.”
VS: “Suureee…”
VS: “Oh, by the way, I made a request for you Trix.”
>A new song starts
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MmZexg8sxyk
>Trixie’s mouth forms into a slight grin
VS: “Yep, This IS your jam, isn’t it Trixie?”
>Trixie quickly composes herself
>”Trixie does not have “A Jam”… however Trixie will admit she is quite fond of this song.”
VS: “Yeah, you should go shake your ass to it.”
>”Trixie will do no such thing!”
>You high levels of perception catch Vinyl doing the “eyes to Trixie, eyes to Anonymous” thing
>Something is afoot
>Trixie sighs
>”FINE, Trixie will dance… but only if Anonymous accompanies her.”
VS: “Come on Anon, you know you want to see Trixie’s silly attempt at dancing, do it for the greater good!”
>”Fuck you.”
>You think for a moment

“You know, any other time I’d probably just say no, but I think there is just enough booze in me to say yes right now.”
>Vinyl quickly grabs both of you by the hands and throws you toward the central dance floor
>The two of you make your way into the crowd and both of you do some of the lamest dancing known to man
>As the song goes on, and the two of you get into the groove, your dancing improves slightly, and Trixie moves much closer to you
>As songs change, and the night goes on, the two of you continue moving ever closer until you are literally rubbing up on one another
>Trixie turns her back to you and begins grinding against you
>You whisper in her ear
“Dirty girl.”
>She looks back at you with a sinister grin and continues her dance
>She’s rubbing on the D hardcore now
>It’s becoming quite hard to keep your composure
>She’s no idiot; she knows exactly what she is doing to you
>And she is enjoying every second of your torture
>If Rene Descartes were here, you’re quite certain he’d be yelling at you to supplement her with the dick
>She turns around pushing her front into you heavily and wrapping her arms around your neck
>She stares deeply into your eyes
“So just to make sure, you are aware what a living hell you’ve made my life tonight?”
>”Trixie knows exactly what she’s been doing.”
“Then I think you may agree it’s only fair if I get a bit of revenge.”
>Before she can respond you slide your hand down her belly, stopping only when the tips of your fingers are under the elastic of her panties
>She sighs heavily on your neck at the touch
>You whisper to her
“Shall I continue?”
>She quickly brings her lips to yours and pulls away
>”Y-yes…”
>You slide your hand deeper into her panties, until you reach your prize
>Your touch is once again met with heavy breathing on your neck
>She grins at you
>“Trixie was less direct.”
“Trixie didn’t have to worry about trying to hide a boner. I can always stop if you’d rather I be less... “direct.””
>”N-no, keep going…”
>With that you stop your sliding along her lips, and slide a finger inside of her
>She lets out an audible moan
>You freeze and look around to make sure no one is looking
>Who are you kidding, everyone is either too drunk to care or too pre-occupied doing the same thing as you are
>You continue by sliding your finger in and out of her at what you guess is an excruciatingly slow pace for her
>”Anonymous, go faster or something, this is *unf* torture.”
“I dunno, you had me going for about 15 minutes…”
>She attempts to slide her hand down your pants in response but is met with your belt
>She instead grasps your hardening member through your pants and begins stroking
>”Trixie will make it worth the lack of revenge.”
>That’s good enough for you, with that you speed up your pace
>She’s absolutely soaking your hand
>You decide to add another finger into the mix
>The increased pressure is met with another audible moan
>All the while she has continued her stroking of your cock through your pants
>Your pants are becoming ever tighter
>”I… Trixie can’t take anymore, come with me.”
>You quickly withdraw your hand from her, and she grab your other wrist dragging you out of the party
>On the way out you notice Vinyl and Dash staring and laughing
>Fuck how did you not see it.
>Dash and Vinyl were working together to set the two of you up
>Well you can’t say as you’re complaining.
>Trixie walks you all the way around the corner to a van, at that point she releases your wrist and opens the back panel.
>There’s a shitty bed in there
>Holy fuck this is a hippie van
“This is yours?”
>“Yes, this is Trixie’s, now do you want to talk about my van or do you want to get down to business.”
“I’ll go with option two.”
>”I thought so.”
>The two of you pile into her van, closing the doors behind you
>She turns on two lava lamps that are sitting on shelves and beckons you to join her on the bed
>She quickly pulls your mask from your hair, where it’s been sitting since you started talking to Vinyl and Trixie
>She then begins unbuttoning your jacket
>You take the cue and quickly rip off your jacket, followed by unbuttoning your shirt
>She stares for a second, and then pulls your head into hers, causing your lips to meet
>Your tongues partake in a short battle before they depart from each other 
>You try to unstring Trixie’s corset, to no avail, she knocks your hand away and quickly undoes it
>He perfect orbs are released from their prison
>You grab for her panties and quickly pull them up off her legs, throwing them to the side
>You continue what you started on the dance floor, and begin to finger her with a relentless speed
>She doesn’t bother trying to hide her moans at all, she’s practically screaming at the top of her lungs
>She eventually grabs your wrist
>”Wait, stop, not like this, not yet.”
>You give her a quizzical look
“Then how?”
>”Allow Trixie to show you.”
>She pushes you back and undoes your belt, followed by your pants
>She rips everything off with a force you would not have expected from a girl her size
>Fuck you really drove her to the edge
>She wraps her petite hand around your now rock-hard member and begins lightly stroking it
>She follows by wrapping her lips around the tip and moving down at an excruciatingly slow pace
>She speeds up her pace, and you are very quickly losing ground to your edge
“Trixie, you need to slow down…”
>she pulls her mouth off of your cock and continues her stroking
>”Do I now?”
“Y-yes…”
>”Fine.”
>With that she withdraws all stimulation from your cock and pushes your back into the bed
>The two of you engage in another heavy kiss
>When she pulls away a single strand of saliva can be seen between your lips and hers
>She grabs your cock and lines it up with her pussy, rubbing the tip in her wetness
>After a proper teasing, she lines your member up with her hole, and drops her weight down
>The two of you moan in unison
>She stares at you in a very sultry fashion while gyrating her hypes back and forth
>Oh god this is perfect, this is beyond perfect
>She speeds up her gyrating motion, and eventually leans forward putting her hands on each of your shoulders
>She begins bouncing up and down on your dick at a relatively fast pace
>You’re sure that the moans you and her are making are quite audible to anyone outside, but you’re in too much ecstasy to care
>You notice a marked increase in the volume of her already loud moans, and she begins doing an incredibly intoxicating combination of gyration and bouncing, at a very quick pace
>”Oh fuck, Anon, I’m going to cum…”
>You feel her pussy squeeze your cock, and her juices seep down around your upper legs
>She falls over onto you, exhausted from her orgasm
>She’s panting heavily into your ear
>”Hmmm… that was… that was soo good.”
“Hey now, I’m not done yet, don’t get too greedy.”
>”Mmmph, Trixie doesn’t even know if she has the strength after… that…”
>You pick her up and lay her back on the bed
>”Trixie will try to be more than a piece of cardboard, but no promises.”
>The two of you share a short chuckle
>You take your cock and line it up with her entrance before quickly pushing the whole of your length into her
>Once again, the two of you moan in unison
>You begin thrusting into her at a relatively slow pace, but speed up as you go
>”K-kiss Trixie…”
>You oblige to her order and join her in a kiss while increasing the pace of your thrusts
>You can feel the edge coming on now
“Trixie… I’m getting close…”
>”D-do it Inside, it should be okay today.”
>Never have you heard a more beautiful sentence
>With that you thrust even hard and faster than you had been previously
>”AAHN Trixie is cumming again!”
>The contortions of her pussy are too much, and with a throaty moan, you release one of the largest loads you’ve ever had into her
>This time it is you who falls over into her
>The two of you lie there, panting loudly; the smell of the van is nothing but sex
“That was like… perfect.”
>”Trixie agrees.”
>You continue to bask in the afterglow for another couple minutes
“We should probably head back in.”
>Trixie nods and begins situating her corset and sliding her panties back on
>You assemble all of your randomly strewn clothes and redress yourself
>When the two of you are suitable for the outside world you head out and back towards the party
“So is this like a one-night stand or…?”
>”Trixie would like it to be more than a one-night stand.”
>You smile at her and grab her hand
>The two of you head back into the building
>You see Vinyl is sitting around conversing with Dash, and the rest of the gang are all still huddled in the same corner
>You notice the absence of two members however; Norman and Rarity
>That sly dog
>You make your way over
>Dash looks up
RD: “Have a good time, lover-boy?”
>You’d normally be act offended at something like that, but you’re still in too much ecstasy to care.
“Yeah.”
RD: “You owe me one.”
>The remainder of the night revolves around hanging with the little circle in the corner
>Best Halloween ever.

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