Trixie Shaves Anon

    >"Gather around citizens of Earth! Yes you too children, The Great and Powerful Trixie is about to perform an incredible feat!"

    >The gathered crowd look rather perplexed as to to why someone is performing a magic show dressed as a blue pony.

    >"Now this trick I am about to perform for you, requires my faithful asistant! Anon, would you please sit on this chair for Trixie!"

    >You step up to the chair and take a seat, quite confused as to why Trixie is here, what she is going to do, and why the chair has various straps as restraints.

    >"Thank you anon, please make yourself comfortable" she says with a grin.

    >You try to get comfortable on the chair, but having a crowd of men, women and children staring at you, whilst you are on a stage is rather unnerving.

 

>"Now, Trixie knows you are nervous about what to expect from this feat, but it requires complete stillness." she says, moving over to you, before tieing the straps around your legs and arms.

>You start to panic, why is she tying you to a chair?

"Trixie I-" your protests are cut off, as Trixie completes securing the straps and puts a piece of cloth in your mouth as a gag.

>"The trick Trixie is about to perform also requires that her assistant is silent!" she says to the crowd, who are whispering to each other, not quite sure what to expect.

 

>"BEHOLD, HUMANS. THE MIGHT OF THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE, AS SHE PERFORMS HER MOST DIFFICULT TRICK!" she bellows to the crowd, her voice amplified by magic.

>The spectators cease their whispering, and look on in curiosity.

>"THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE, WILL NOW SHAVE HER ASSISTANTS PUBIC HAIR"

 

>The crowd stare in horror, mouths agape. Mothers grab their confused children and walk away from the 'performance'. Many others also leave for the upcoming spectacle, but there are still quite a few people remaining.

>"Hmph, why are you leaving? I can assure you Trixie's performances are suitable for all the family!"

 

>You sit there in shock, Trixie is going to shave your pubes? On stage? In front of dozens of people?

>Alas, being tied down you cannot escape, nor can you scream your protests, you just sit there in horror.

>"Very well! Trixie does not care! The show must go on after all!" Trixie declares to the remaining crowd.

>There's a loud 'poof' and an electric razor appears in front of the magician, levitating in her magic.

>Turning to you, she noticies your wide eyes and shock.

>"Worry not my faithful assistant, Trixie will ensure all your pubic hair is removed, it will not hurt!" she tries to console you, but has the opposite effect.

>You start to rock on the chair, trying to tip it over, or break free of the restraints, but both he chair, and the straps seem to be kept down with magic.

 

>Trixie walks towards you, floating razor in front, appearing to be eager to perform the task ahead.

>You continue to struggle in the chair, but to no avail.

>You cry out at Trixie to stop, but the gag in your mouth prevents it from being understood.

>"There there Anon. This will be over soon, depending on the amount of hair Trixie has to deal with"

>The blue pony is now directly in front of you, ready to perform her 'trick'.

>Her eyes dart down to your trousers, and your quivering legs.

>"Trixie cannot perform her amazing trick with these clothes on! They will have to come off!"

 

>You can only watch in horror as Trixie's magic unbuckles your belt, pulls own your jeans, and moves them out of the way, leaving you sat there in your boxers.

>A few more people from the crowd have left the performance, horrified by what they were about to witness, yet there was at least 20 people looking on in anticipation.

>"What? More clothes?" Trixie says with a sigh, looking at your boxers.

>"Why you humans wear so many clothes all the time, Trixie does not understand."

>Trixie comes closer to you, until her head is near your crotch.

>Regardless of being on a stage, in front of 20-odd people, seeing Trixie in that position produced an unwanted erection.

>Your eyes widening even more, crying out harder through the gag.

>It was bad enough being on stage in your boxers and about to get stripped naked. But having a boner throughout this madness, would be beyond humiliating.

 

>Suddenly, the levitating razor flies towards you at speed.

>You turn your head away, not sure what the magician is doing.

>The razor dives towards your nether regions as Trxiei cries

>"LOOK ON IN AWE, AS TRIXIE PERFORMS HER GREATEST TRICK YET!"

>The razor switches is on, activating the oscillating blades.

>Sure that the object is going to collide with you, and result in something very painful, you start struggling again, writhing around in the chair.

>"Stop that! Trixie told you to keep still!"

>A bolt of magic fired out from her horn, hitting your chest. You immediately go still, unable to move, paralysed by the spell.

 

>Unable to move, you resign yourself to whatever humiliating fate Trixie has in store for you.

>You glance at the crowd, which are still staring on. Surprised that people would actually watch this, you scan the crowd, hoping there is nobody you recognise.

>Your observations are cut short as the razor finally reaches it's target, your pubic hairs.

>Locked in Trixie's magical grasp, it dances around your crotch, removing hair at speed.

>The removed hair then levitated to the side, moved by the blue pony's magic.

>After a few seconds of Trixie's 'trick', it all came to an end.

>Leaving you a hairless groin, which seemed to sparkle, from which you presume was Trixie's magic, the magician looked on with a smug grin.

 

>"DID I NOT TELL YOU THAT THIS WAS TRIXIE'S GREATEST FEAT?" Trixied boomed to the crowd, using voice amplification magic.

>"NOT A HAIR ON MY ASSISTANTS GROIN IS LEFT, NO PUBE IS SAFE FROM THE GREAT AND POWERFUL TRIXIE!"

>The magic spell keeping you still, the restraints and the gag, all loosened, allowing you to run to grab your boxers and trousers.

>You run through the curtain at the back of the stage, face burning red at the humliation, but not before you hear Trixie boom again.

>"IF YOU DO NOT BELIEVE ME, TAKE A LOOK YOURSELVES AT THE FRUITS OF MY MAGICAL LABOUR!" the blue pony threw the collected pubes into the crowd with her magic, showering them in hair.

>"THANK YOU ALL FOR COMING, I WILL BE SIGNING AUTOGRAPHS IN 30 MINUTES!" Trixie said with a bow.

>You continue to run away from the stage, and the embarrassment from your experience.

>Debating homicide, or suicide, to relieve the pain of your traumatic experience, you run to your car and drive home at speed, hoping to never see the 'magician' again.