Title:           Mis-Spell
Author:          minion_of_Lulu
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First Edit:      Tuesday 24th of September 2013 10:52:01 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 24th of September 2013 10:52:01 PM CDT

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“And now, for the my final trick!”
 
The ponies’ “Ooh’s” and “Ah’s” got Trixie in her zone. She has already amazed her audience and made quite a few bits to tide her over for a few weeks. She took a deep breath and gave the crowd her confident, yet slightly arrogant smile. She believed that this will be the perfect ending to her best show yet.
 
“Witness the spectacular magic, of the Great and Powerful Trixie!” Trixie exclaimed as her horn lit up in a pink hue.  “BEHOLD!” Her spell went off, casting a large smoke screen. The audience gasped as they muttered between themselves. Trixie coughed, her silhouette becoming clear behind the smoke.
 
Trixie cursed under her breath, realizing she botched the spell. She sat on her haunches, feeling her body for anything that was off. She kept the smokescreen up with her magic while moving it away for a better look. Everything seemed to be in order. Her gaze traveled south of her equator. Her nose bumped into something rigid, yet fleshy. Her eyes honed in on her new stallion cock coming out of her new sheath. She has a pair of nice-sized gonads in her scrotum. The thought took a while to marinate; upon realization, she let out a shrill scream.
 
The crowd became worried, so much that one pony decided to come on stage to check on Trixie.
 
“Trixie…are you oka- EEP!”
 
The unlucky pony was sent flying back with a magical force. Lucky for her, she landed in a pile of marshmallows that appeared out of thin air.
 
The smoke dissipated, and Trixie sat on stage with her hat placed squarely between her thighs. It stood rigid, moving slightly due to her new member twitching underneath. All eyes were on her. The attention caused her body to flush and the tip of her wizard hat began to blotch with her pre-cum. This felt strange, yet slightly erotic to her.
 
“U-Uh…” She tried to formulate some kind of excuse for her strange behavior.  Nothing in her head sounded quite right, so she did the best thing she could do. “S-Sorry, but the show will end…early. Trixie will do another show in two days. Free of charge!” She lit up her horn and her magic stage quickly folded into her wagon. “The Great and Powerful Trixie shall return!” She placed her ear to the wall, hearing the disappointed sighs of the crowd as their many hoof-steps grew lighter.
 
She gave a sigh of relief, pulling her hat off in the privacy of her abode. Her eyes stared at her mighty girth, larger than any cock she has seen or taken. But to be fair, she had only been with one stallion and received many pictures of fans showing their genitalia. Her thoughts trailed to those pictures, causing her cock to twitch and hit her snout. It woke her up from her lust-induced haze.
 
“No! Trixie must fix this…mess.” She focused her inner magic to her horn and shot a beam at her thick penis. All that did was give her cock a tickle fit, which turned into a dulling pleasure that grew more. She moaned, feeling more of that clear liquid spill down her length. Deciding it wasn’t working, she turned up the juice, and it doubled the effect. Her lips pursed into a wanton “O” as a thick spurt of cum flew out of her, splattering onto her ceiling. The sheer bliss she felt caused her spell to cut off and she squeals in pleasure. Trixie’s ruined ejaculation dribbled down her meat pole, slathering it with milky white liquid that came down onto her quivering sack. Her marehood quivered, aching to be touched with her hoof. However, she held off so she could catch her breath.
 
Once calmed, Trixie stares down at her trembling staff, still erect and ready to shoot it again. She felt that she screwed up big time. But she didn’t want to give up. Once again, she tried to get rid of her extra equipment. Another smokescreen appeared, realizing she may have done it. Once it cleared, she saw that it made her predicament worse. Now she was carrying two cocks, and they twitched, taunting her of her screw up.
 
“Curses!” Trixie cursed under her breath, firing the same spell again. The smoke came and went, now showing that she’s a blue, naked human with two cocks. She repeated the spell, over and over again, quickly making her situation worse with each cast: larger breasts that lactated, green hair, pointed ears, an extra canine dick, smaller height, taller height, red skin, and crotch tits. More and more she went, trying her best to fix her body. After a night of trial and error, she eventually is able to reverse everything she did…except for her original stallion shaft.
 
“No… No no no no no! Why won’t you go away!” She cried out, hoof-slapping her turgid member. That only sent a sting of pain up her spine, causing her to double over. Trixie’s eyes began to tear up. She wanted to roll over and cry. Her giving up seemed logical, but that would make her a quitter. Trixie isn’t a quitter. She knew she hadn’t exhausted every avenue.
 
“Maybe…No! Trixie can’t do that. Trixie would rather die than go to…’Her’,” she hissed, but her cock shot another dollop of pre-cum in her face. “Drat!”
 
After a long trek from Trottingham, she arrived in Ponyville. It was night, so no pony was about. She made her way to where she believed her savior may live. She stood outside of a treehouse that doubled as the local library. Trixie’s hat covered her surprise. She took a deep breath and swallowed her pride for now. Her hoof rapped at the door quickly. After a short wait, the door swings open. Standing on the other side of the door was a baby dragon covered in purple scales with a green underbelly. They young dragon looked up with disdain in his eyes.
 
“What are you doing here” Spike glowered at the flustered Trixie, still holding a grudge after what she did to Twilight on her second visit to this quaint town.
 
“I-Is Sparkle in?” Trixie inquired of the small dragon, kicking a hoof in the dirt. “I need her help…” She shook her head and decided to stand up straight. She wasn’t going to show any more weakness to anyone. “The Great and Powerful Trixie demands audience with the Element of Magic.”
 
Upon hearing her title, Twilight walked up to the door. “Spike, what’s going on over he-…” She went silent as she stared at Trixie. “Trixie?”
 
“Well of course! Who else would it be?” She rolled her eyes. “May I come in? I need to talk to you.” She turned her gaze towards Spike, returning the same look. “…In private?”
 
“Uh…s-sure, I guess. You can follow me up to my room.”
 
Twilight turned on her heels and began to walk away. Trixie followed her, catching Spike sticking out his tongue. She whips him with her tail as she passed by, which gave Spike a good view of her backside. When he saw her ballsack, he blinked a few times. He shook his head and shrugged, thinking it was a part of his imagination.
 
Trixie followed Twilight in silence. They went up the stairs, which gave Trixie a full view of Twilight’s femininity. Lewd thoughts of her mounting this mare began to flash in her mind. Her hat-covered dong twitched, hitting her belly over and over again. Trixie bit her lower lip as they approached Twilight’s room.
 
Twilight hopped onto her bed and motioned for Trixie to sit on a throw pillow she placed on the floor. “Okay, sit and…wait, what’s with your hat?”
 
Trixie snapped out of her stupor to find Twilight staring at her hidden cock. She blushed and looked away. “W-What are you talking about?”
 
Twilight pointed a hoof at her groin. “Your hat. It’s like you’re hiding something. Here, let me.” Her horn glowed with a purple aura, slowly lifting her hat off of her.
 
“No! Don’t!” Trixie exclaimed as her own horn shined. She began to pull back on her hat. “It’s nothing! Now about that talk!”
 
“Now you are hiding something.” Twilight grunted. “If it’s embarrassing, I promise I won’t laugh!”
 
“T-That’s not what I’m worried about!”
 
“Take…it…off!”
 
“NO!”
 
The two mares began to have a tug of war over the magician’s hat. But after a minute of this, Trixie’s magic began to wane as the fabric rubbing against her forever-erect, sensitive member sent chills up and down her spine. Twilight quickly pulled off Trixie’s cock hat, causing the magician to moan and spurt a bit more pre-cum against Twilight’s bed.
 
“See, there’s nothing to be…oh my.” Twilight eyed Trixie’s throbbing equipment. “I…didn’t know you were a stall-…?“
 
“I’m not!” Trixie quickly retorted, cutting the other mare off. She grabbed the pillow below her and covered most of her length with it. “I messed up a spell, okay! I tried to fix it, but I…” She began to sob quietly. Through teary eyes, she looked up at Twilight with teary eyes. “I need your help…”
 
Twilight smiled softly, her body hopping off of the bed to land in front of the distressed Trixie. “Don’t worry. I’ve seen this before. I can fix it, but you’ll have to trust me.” She moved her hoof to Trixie’s chest to give it a light rub. “You do trust me?”
 
Trixie looked away, hiding her arousal the best she could. “Y-You are the element of Magic…not like Trixie has a choice.” She sniffled, wiping the tears from her eyes.
 
“Good, now let’s get you comfortable.” Twilight closed the door with her magic. Her hoof circled around Trixie’s chest, moving lower and lower. “Just close your eyes and count back from ten.”
 
Trixie just nodded and closed her eyes. “T-Ten…nine…eight…” She doesn’t notice the twinkle of Twilight’s magic. Her breath sped up as she felt a building pressure in her groin. “Four…t-th…three,” she stammered out as the pressure intensified around the base of her throbbing member. She could barely finish as a loud moan escapes her lips. A pair of lips wrapped around her tip, causing Trixie to open her eyes to find Twilight bobbing her head up and down her length.
 
“W-What in Celestia’s name are you do-…” Trixie shuddered. Her thighs trembled at Twilight’s basically servicing her carnally. Twilight looked up at Trixie, eyes showing a hint of lust in them as she sucked her off. Her tongue danced all over Trixie’s dick, forcing a grunt of approval from her lips. Trixie cooed, running a hoof through Twilight’s mane, lightly bucking her hips in time of her bobs.
 
“Trixie…likes,” the magician mumbled under her breath. “More…do more!”
 
Twilight obliged her whims, sucking harder and faster and taking the thick member deeper into her throat. Her throat massaged Trixie’s cock, feeling shots of pre shoot down her throat. ‘Okay, she’s close…I have to time this right,” she thought to herself.
 
Trixie’s mouth hung open. Drool dripped onto her chest as she struggled to hold herself up. Her cock began to twitch deep in Twilight’s throat. She feels that same dull pleasure at the base of her cock. It began to swell, causing her hips to buck wildly. Her body spasms, throwing her head back as her balls churn out it’s reservoir of its seed. It travels through the ducts and up her urethra. Trixie gasped, failing to hold back her climax.
 
“T-Trixie feels it…something is coming out!”
 
Twilight’s eyes shot open and she quickly removed her head off Trixie’s crotch. Her horn shined purple and she fires a bolt of magic at Trixie’s cock.
 
Trixie tossed her head back as her dick erupted in a fountain of horse cum, shooting high into the air as it falls all over her body. It was so powerful that her forehooves gave way and she fell onto her back. Her cock milk sprayed all over her body, turning her blue coat into a sticky, off-white mess. Raptured in ecstasy, her mind went blank as she fires off the last of her cum.
 
“Oh…I ca-…” Trixie blacked out, lying in a puddle of her juices. She woke up some time later in Twilight’s bed. She looked around for that purple mare, her mind still hazy after last night’s experience. She found a letter on a tray with some breakfast on it. She picked it up, and it read:
 
“Trixie, I had to run off to do some errands with Spike. To fill you in, your…endowments were caused by a certain sex spell that inflicts the receiver with endless torment, turning them into mindless sex slaves. It was used in medieval Equestria when sex slaves were the norm for royalty and those of wealth.  I was able to counteract the spell…mostly. But you will find a rise in your libido. I will try to find a way to fix that, but until then, you are free to stay here if you wish.”
 
Trixie took a bite out of the toast that was on the plate while reading this message. She lifted the blanket to find that her extra equipment was gone. She sighed and lied down.
 
“Well…that magic show can wait.”