//------------------------------// // Second Transformation // Story: Why Did I Choose to be Trixie? // by Mike the Red //------------------------------// I awoke to find myself muzzle to muzzle with Trixie, her forelegs wrapped around my withers. Her breathing was soft and steady, her warmth very comforting. "I could SO learn to live with this!" I thought to myself. The previous night's activities had made me feel more alive than I had in an extremely long time, if ever. I kissed her gently on her lips. "Morning, lover girl," I cooed to her. She returned the kiss with quite a bit more passion. "Good morning to you too, sunshine!" she giggled. "I think we'd better go downstairs for breakfast -- I'm feeling very hungry," I suggested. "Trixie wants you to stay in bed with her for awhile longer," she moaned. "Trixie is still feeling very tired." "Don't we have some plans to make?" I asked, trying to get her to get up. "Those plans can wait until after another session of what we did last night!" she said, laughing heartily. "Trixie, we have the rest of our lives together to enjoy those activities," I protested. She pouted at me again. "Okay, maybe a little bit longer," I said resignedly. She giggled again, once again getting what she wanted. "I'm going to have to be more careful about this negative reinforcement," I thought. She pulled me in close again for another passionate kiss before we indulged each other's desires again. To quote Hemingway, "The Earth Moved." It took awhile for us to recover enough to venture downstairs for something to eat. "I take it you two slept well last night?" Twilight chuckled as we all sat at the table for breakfast. "Trixie enjoyed herself very much!" she giggled. A light blush colored her cheeks. "Um, yes, she, uh ... taught me a few new things," I said nervously, turning my head this way and that as if to see if anypony else was listening. My blush was a bit deeper than Trixie's. "Well, we need to start planning for the wedding. First order of business is to go to Rarity's shop to have her create a fabulous wedding ensemble for the both of you!" Twilight beamed. "Wait! Did somepony mention a WEDDING?" a certain pink earth pony asked very loudly. "Mikey! You're back! Trixie! WOW! I gotta get started on the wedding party! Like, right NOW!" she exclaimed and seemed to disappear as suddenly as she arrived. "Forgot to tell her I wanted a Marzipan Mascarpone Meringue Madness cake for our wedding cake," I mused. "I think she already knows that, Michael!" Twilight giggled. "Michael, you're probably going to need to take care of that transformation as soon as possible so Rarity can get started on your outfit." "I know, Twilight, but I am still not sure of what color choice I should make -- not to mention the fact that I feel more comfortable as a mare than as a stallion -- and I don't even know what Trixie's preference is. I would at the very least like to make her happy. Somehow I think that a true marriage must be between a stallion and a mare, so I guess if I want to marry Trixie, I absolutely must take the role as stallion." "Trixie knows she will be happy with you, Michael! Trixie thinks she will like your choice, regardless of what it might be." We kicked around some ideas for what I should choose and finally settled on something I could be happy with. I just hoped it would work out better for me than the last time I had a Sun Goddess perform a transformation on me. Twilight had Spike write and send a letter to the Princess informing her of my final choice, one which was quite descriptive. ------------------------------------------ At the opposite edge of the Everfree Forest, the changeling army was regrouping for a new campaign. The bitterness of their previous loss had subsided enough for them to formulate another plan of attack. Several army commanders held a conference and formulated a strategy. One of them decided to break news to the Queen, who was still deeply troubled by the losses they had suffered. Chrysalis had designs on revenge and was waiting for the perfect opportunity to exploit a flaw in the defenses around Ponyville. "Your Majesty, our spies in Ponyville report that a new wedding is to take place," stated one of her army commanders. "Hmm. Perhaps we can mount an offensive and exact revenge against those ponies," she mused. "Keep me posted. Let me know of any new developments." "Yes, your Majesty," he responded. "Hmm. How fitting it is that another wedding will make for a perfect day for revenge!" she thought. "Those ponies won't know what hit them until it's too late!" she chuckled to herself as the commander took his leave to further the details of the new plan for revenge. ------------------------------------ After receiving the letter, the Solar Princess had teleported me to the throne room of the castle for a brief conference and to perform a transformation on me. I was quite surprised by the swiftness of the response from the letter and I informed her that even when SHE teleported me anywhere, it felt a bit jarring. "Your Majesty, when I teleport myself somewhere, I'm prepared for the effects of that spell. When you cast it on me without prior knowledge, it's a bit unsettling." "I apologize for that, Michael, but this matter is urgent enough for me to require your immediate presence." I let her know about the plan for two wedding receptions, a small one in Ponyville on Hearts and Hooves Day, and a larger one in Canterlot Castle when suitable preparations could be made for a large formal wedding ceremony. "Who made the choice of that particular day? How appropriate that a wedding be held on that day!" the Sun Goddess smiled. "I know, Trixie was the one who suggested it, but on such short notice, there's little time for preparations for a proper wedding ceremony, unless we can get everything together in a week and a half. I have no idea of how long it would take Rarity to craft ensembles for every pony who will require them, not to mention the fact that I still need to be transformed into a stallion for those measurements." "Michael, you'd be quite surprised at how swiftly we can get things done in Equestria!" the Alicorn chuckled. She then enveloped me in her golden aura as she lit her horn. My vision blurred as I felt my body being pulled and stretched here and there, additional mass being added from Celestia knows where and my coat, mane, tail and eyes changing colors. The transformation process took less than half a minute, but the feeling was quite intense. "Your Majesty, if I may have a mirror to examine the changes?" I half-asked. A mirror was produced immediately and I took a look at the new me. My reflection showed my coat color to be a few shades of purple darker than Twilight's. My mane and tail were a deep golden color with bright orange highlights. My mane was shaped in a mohawk-style and my tail was tightly coiled with a fan-shaped flare near the end of it, resembling something like Zecora's mane and tail. My eyes were the same orange to match the highlights in my mane and tail. I didn't have too much of a reference for my size, but I was about half a head taller than Trixie and my body build was somewhat on the stocky side with slightly above average musculature. My horn was slightly longer, but that was barely noticeable. I also noticed my masculinity was not as pronounced as my earlier male transformation. Not enough to be obnoxious, but not too small either. I noticed that my voice was also a little bit deeper, but not quite what I'd call a baritone. I admired myself a little bit longer, smiling at the changes. "Thank you very much, your Majesty -- but what about a cutie mark?" "What is your special talent? What did you do as a human that you specialized in?" "Several things -- I was and still am, to some extent, a coin collector -- have been for nearly 40 years. I am into numerology, having the number 17 being my favorite number, a number I consider to be the luckiest of all lucky numbers. I was employed on and off by several different companies as a pizza delivery driver, and performed that task to some extent or other for nearly 25 years. When I was in high school, I compiled a table of square numbers almost up to 8000 ..." As my words trailed off, my cutie mark came to me, consisting of four seven-pointed stars with a circle in each one -- a gold one, a silver one, a white one, and a copper-colored one. The four stars were arranged to form a square. The stars themselves were orange to match my eyes and mane and tail highlights. "You sound like a jack of all trades," the Alicorn mused. "I sense within you a desire for a specific cutie mark. I'm afraid I cannot help you there, Michael -- wait. You have not chosen a name for your new pony identity. Do you have one?" "The best suggestion came from your student, Twilight, who thought that, as a male, I should carry the name of Amethyst Flame, given my color combination choices." "That sounds like a good name. Amethyst Flame. Perhaps a bit pretentious, but it will do. You desire to be an impressive magic user, one who is quite powerful, perhaps enough to rival Starswirl the Bearded himself -- you realize, of course, that wielding such a high level of magic entails a high degree of responsibility. I will place my trust in you, Amethyst, but be warned. You must follow and obey all the laws of Equestria I have established and you must do your best to avoid earning my displeasure. Reckless use of your magic power will result in you losing your horn. Do you understand?" "You have my word of honor, your Majesty. I will do my best to be on my best behavior and I will try to keep Trixie in line, though she has a tendency to be a little manipulative." "You also realize that you two will have foals together. Are you prepared for the endeavors and rigors of raising those foals? I also take it you fully understand the commitment that marriage to another pony entails as well?" "Yes, your Majesty. I would not have made this choice without carefully considering all of the consequences contained by this commitment. I will probably need some advice and assistance at times in order to help me with raising the foals, however during my marriage, I helped raise six children in some capacity or other, even though they weren't flesh of my flesh." "You have a kind heart, Amethyst. I will return you to Ponyville to continue with your plans. I shall convene with my sister to make additional preparations for this momentous event. I look forward to seeing the two of you in wedded bliss," she smiled and teleported me back to Ponyville, in front of the Library again. I knocked on the door and Twilight answered it. "Ah, I see the Princess took our suggestions to heart!" the lavender unicorn grinned. "She does remarkably nice work!" "Trixie is ... most impressed! Michael, you look ... wonderful!" the azure unicorn exclaimed, trying to find words. "Wow, Mike! Very impressive!" Spike smiled. "Trixie, you remember the name we picked out for my new form, yes? My new name is Amethyst Flame," I stated. "Trixie might need some time to remember your name ... Amethyst ... it sounds ... funny ... coming from ... her mouth," she said, still at a loss for words. I saw her staring at me, her eyes wide in amazement. I found myself wondering what the others would think of the new me. "Everypony, Princess Celestia and I have decided we will hold just one wedding, to be held at the Castle. Please tell Pinkie Pie about the change in plans," I stated, matter-of-factly. The pink party pony in question reappeared for a moment and upon seeing my new form gasped as loud as she could and disappeared very suddenly again. "I still can't get used to that," I said with an almost bewildered expression on my face. "Neither can I," Twilight chuckled. "Why does she do that?" Trixie asked, almost innocently. "Whenever there's a new pony she meets for the first time, she has to plan a big surprise welcome party for the new pony, regardless if she knows who they are or not," the lavender mare explained. "And we didn't let her know what transformation was going to take place for me," I added.