Chapter 1
Trixie stepped up to the large gilded doors of Twilight's castle, nervously smoothing her garments and running her fingers through her hair. For many moments she silently deliberated, raising a hand to knock but freezing anxiously. Before long, the thought of the residents of Ponyville seeing her frozen on Twilight's stoop overpowered her apparent apprehension in confronting Twilight. Forcing herself back into character, she rapped harshly on the door and called out to the many open windows farther up the tree. "Twilight Sparkle! The Great and Powerful Trixie has returned, and she demands to see you at once!" Trixie had regained her composure and thrust her chest out defiantly, placing her hands on her hips in a show of eminence.
"I'm coming!", came the distant voice of Twilight, alongside hurried footsteps growing louder towards the door. Despite taking nearly a full minute to traverse the castle, Trixie maintained her grandiose pose all the while. The large door slid open and a slightly out of breath Twilight Sparkle poked her head out. Twilight caught her breath before greeting Trixie with a wide smile, "I wondered when I would get to see you again! Have you been well?". Before Twilight could fully exit her castle, Trixie stepped forward and into the doorway.
"Yes the Great and Powerful Trixie is wonderful, as expected. However... She requires your help with something." As she finished her sentence, she slipped from her pretense of brash pride. Her shoulders drooped and she looked into Twilight's eyes, a mixture of nerves and fear reflecting in them. "C-could you help me to finish my latest performance? I have a spell I could use some help on..." Trixie was clearly out of her comfort zone in asking for assistance, Twilight surmised.
With no hesitation, Twilight nodded happily and took Trixie's hands in her own, "Are you kidding? I'd love to talk magic with you! I've nearly got the library to it's previous state, and have a few recommendations on books to start wi-". Trixie smiled and shook her head, staunching Twilight's zeal before she was caught in the undertow.
"Actually, Trixie feels we should practice with her props, and stage. I've left it in a field just outside town." Trixie nodded her head toward a hill flanking Ponyville. Twilight struggled with the idea of studying or practicing magic without the aid of her texts, but decided they weren't exactly necessary. After a moment of contemplation, Twilight nodded and looked in the direction Trixie indicated.
Twilight looked down at her attire, having spent the morning at home, she decided against going out in her plum shaded silk pajamas. "Let me throw something on and I'll meet you over there. Just over that hill, right?" Trixie nodded gladly and turned to descend Twilight's steps, her star patterned cloak swirling dramatically. It was hardly ten or fifteen minutes before Twilight crested the small hill and laid her eyes on Trixie's familiar wagon, apparently reconstructed very similarly to the previous stage destroyed during the Ursa Minor incident. The stage was deployed, however the large curtain was drawn around it, concealing the entirety of the stage. Twilight stepped closer, and began searching for a part in the curtain to enter. "Trixie? Are you in there?"
There was a slight ruckus as a large wooden object was slid across the stage, a few objects clattering to the ground. "The Great and Powerful Trixie was just preparing the props we'll need, enter as you please." The glow of Trixie's magic caught the curtains and drew them away, allowing Twilght to flap her wings once, and settle onto the stage. Trixie was aligning a large padded box, akin to a coffin along the stage. The lid hung from the box, and there were holes at both ends. Twilight recognized the setup, recalling images of performers sawing people in half and having them emerge unscathed.
"Is this the trick I think it is? Where you saw your assistant in half?" Twilight stepped closer and inspected the box, looking for where it separated into two segments.
Trixie scoffed, stepping opposite Twilight from the box, and closed her eyes, tilting her head skyward. "You may have seen tricks like this, but Trixie is a league apart from those pretenders. You see, this box holds no secret compartments, and is one solid piece. Trixie truly will be sawing it, and it's contents apart. That's where Trixie sets herself apart from other performers." Twilight raised an eyebrow, and deduced that the box indeed contained no trickery, which began to worry her.
"Trixie, you can't mean to say you're going to amputate somepony, do you?" Twilight cast a worried glance at the edge of the stage, where a large carpenter saw lay.
"Of course not, The Great and Powerful Trixie has all that figured out already. She will create two wormholes, a few inches apart within the box, and separate the participant where I'll saw the box. However, wormholes in close proximity... That's why Trixie called you here." Trixie removed her large magician's hat and levitated it onto a table further backstage. "Is that alright with you, Twilight Sparkle?"
Pressing a finger to her lips, Twilight thought on the subject of warping reality multiple times within such a confined space. "It's not impossible, but if anyone can do it, we can. Alright Trixie, what do you need?" Twilight stood up to her full height, her brow narrowed in determination.
Trixie smirked, as if she already knew what Twilight would say. "We can go over the details of the spell, lie in Trixie's box and I'll go over the routine." Trixie hefted the lid up, allowing Twilight to climb in. In a few moments Twilight was settled along the soft cushioning of the box, her head dangling out one end onto a pillow Trixie quickly provided. Her purple feet poked out the other end of the box, still clad in the sandals she slipped on to walk over. Trixie replaced the cover of the box, securing Twilight's body beneath a thin casing of wood. "Alright, the tricks begins as such..."
The two went over the trick from beginning to end, and they began to discuss. How and when to cast the spell, the dangers of dividing a person in two via magical wormhole, and how to piece them back together were the main topics. An hour or so passed, discussion concluded, and practice began.
"Alright Trixie, can you create a wormhole from one end of the stage to the other?"
Trixie narrowed her gaze and once again scoffed, "What do you think of Trixie, that she is a two bit illusionist? Bear witness, Twilight!" Trixie's horn glowed, and within moments the fabric of reality split subtly, allowing Twilight to look at the back of her own head across the stage. Satisfied that there would be no accidental maiming, Twilight sighed in relief.
"When you're ready then... Split me in two." Twilight chuckled nervously at the phrase. The previous wormhole quickly closed up, and Trixie placed her hands atop the box, closing her eyes in focus. Trixie's horn glowed more intensely, and Twilight began to feel the workings of the spell around her waist. A tingling sensation hovered in place for some time, and Trixie held her eyes shut in concentration. As the spell began to work it's way down, assumedly creating a gap in Twilight's anatomy, the tingling began to intensify. Twilight began to giggle and fidget, as the spell caused a powerful tickling sensation wrapped around her hips.
"Trixie... Th-that tickles!" Twilight could no longer hold in her laughter, and the box jostled slightly under the jerky movements inside. Twilight attempted to hold on to her composure as Trixie showed no signs of ending the spell prematurely, and gripped the fabric of the cushioning.
"Calm down Twilight Sparkle, casting a spell slowly is nothing to poke fun at!" Trixie kept her eyes closed as she retorted, seemingly taking offense at the giggling. Her cheeks reddened, but in embarrassment or effort Twilight couldn't tell. Twilight made a grand effort to steel herself, becoming still and holding in her voice. This was short lived however, as Twilight felt the tendrils of Trixie's magic snake downward, towards her crotch and thighs the feeling became overbearing once more.
Twilight's clothes served as no barrier, the magic pressing straight into her flesh. Instead of succumbing to laughter this time around, Twilight rolled her head to the side and moaned aloud. "Ahn~... Trixie what're you... Th-this isn't the right spell!" Twilight stuttered and shook as she felt her labia spread, and a blunt wave of magic stroked across her opening. The feeling was mirrored along her puckered rear end, a gentle yet firm rubbing stimulating her for several seconds. Trixie opened an eye, and glared back at Twilight's flushed face. "You insult the Great and Powerful Trixie again! Forgive her for taking care when performing so precarious a spell!" As Trixie spoke, the progress of her spell delayed, resting in place over Twilight's tender sex and caressing it vigorously.
To Twilight's slightly overwhelmed mind, she actually felt a pang of guilt in her repeated questioning of Trixie's intent and skill. Though the stirring in her loins remained, she braced herself in the box and nodded at Trixie. "I-I'm sorry Trixie, I'm just trying to h-help."
Trixie didn't seem convinced, opening her other eye and continuing to glare. "We have been over the spell many times Twilight, and you keep fidgeting and making this hard on Trixie!" Twilight began panting while enduring Trixie's rebuttal, the force rolling subtly into her parted vaginal lips, and pressing up into her clit before repeating the motion. Twilight nodded urgently, unable to do much but squirm within the confines of the box.
"Y-you're right Trixie! I'm sorry, I'll be still so please just finish the spell!"
Trixie nodded triumphantly, paying no mind to Twilight's breathless whimpering. "Naturally, Trixie's gut reaction was the correct one." Twilight moaned quietly, desperately holding her voice in so as not to interrupt Trixie, lest she find more to say on the subject. "Now if you'll be so kind as to stop interrupting her, the Great and Powerful Trixie will-" The sensations became too much, and Twilight pressed her eyes closed and strained against the inside of the box, her muscles tensing against her will. With a very loud moan, Twilight pressed her thighs together, the stimulation across her pussy seeming to grow more fervent. The strokes pressing deeper between her lower lips, massaging the ring of her anus, and the unmistakable feeling of her clit being gently pinched quickly pushed her over the edge.
Trixie grinned widely, creeping up the box towards Twilight's exposed head. Kneeling down she brought her face close to Twilight's, delighting in her firmly shut eyes, crimson cheeks, and the subtle drool leaking from her open gasping mouth. "Trixie's magic appears to have a mind of it's own, Twilight Sparkle." Trixie cooed slyly.
Twilight heard her words, and understood by her tone what exactly was happening. But a powerful orgasm had washed over her, and erased all ability to care about her circumstance. With no more breath to moan, she silently quaked as the orgasm worked its way through her nervous system. The magical force continued to knead her most delicate areas softly as her insides convulsed, and healthy dose of her pleasure stained the crotch of her pants. Twilight opened her eyes to see Trixie inches from her face, and could hardly keep her eyes forward, as they threatened to roll back into her head.
"You look like you're enjoying yourself, Twilight Sparkle." Trixie murmured, raising her hand up to brush Twilight's hair from her face. Twilight sucked in a great breath of air, and regained a bit of awareness as she rode her orgasm to finish.
"Mmm... Trixie I ought to have you arrested." Twilight panted between breaths. The insistent force once more began to massage her still throbbing sex, and Twilight groaned in satisfaction. "Ahhh... Anyone else would consider that rape." After nodding in agreement, Trixie chuckled and closed the small gap, pressing her lips into Twilight's. Despite accusations, Twilight reciprocated the kiss gently, drained of energy for the immediate future. "But I can forgive you this one time." Trixie rolled her eyes sarcastically, and her horns glow brightened.
Twilight gasped as the force massaging her slowly expanded and delved deeper into her, filling her within seconds. Trixie stuck her bottom lip out, pouting comically. "Aww, we have to stop after just that one then?" Twilight bit her lip and groaned as she was filled, contemplating the statement for a few seconds.
"I guess I can afford to be more forgiving."