> On Stage Humiliation
>  by Michael Hudson
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> Just an Innocent Trick
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"Yes, the blonde mare in the middle, come on up! I think you'll make a perfect assistant!"

Derpy's wings opened up as she realized that Trixie, who was in town for a quick show, had chosen her! She'd never been able to participate in something like this before, and she happily flew, with her hooves only barely missing three pony's heads, towards the stage. She then waved to Trixie, bouncing a little as she stammered out, "Th-thank you!"

Trixie smiled at the nervous mare, before letting her eyes glide down the beautiful, though ditzy, mare's body. It was covered only by a yellow sundress that hung off her body. From her large, rounded chest, to her wide hips, the mare was almost Trixie's equal in beauty. The pretty, messed up eyes were about the only flaw Trixie could see, though they weren't important for the trick she was planning.

Not that any of this mattered now. She did rarely have a chance to release her frustrations on a mare this fine, but she was still in the middle of a show, and she couldn't ignore that fact. It helped of course that her trick needed her to first finish her performance anyways, so she stepped away from Derpy, reaching into her cloak as she announced to the crowd: "Now, everyone wait and watch as the Great and Powerful Trixie takes complete control of this mare's mind."

The crowd let out a slight, "Oooh," at the prospect, though one jerk was willing to say, "That shouldn't be too hard." It was normal for at least one person to make the joke, but Derpy didn't know that, and Trixie could see the mare's eyes droop at the comment.

She then glided back across the stage, having retrieved what she needed, but decided for a more intimate touch to the trick. She clicked the golden pocketwatch in her hand open, before coming against the gray mare. Her own, well endowed chest pressed against Derpy's, and the innocent mare blushed at the contact. Trixie merely smiled and presented the ticking clock to her.

"Now, tell Trixie your name as you watch the moving hand. Focus only on it while you speak, and Trixie will show you the power of her magic."

Derpy blinked a few times as she tried to get her eyes to focus, before she narrowed them to stare at the clock. It wasn't the easiest with her impediments, but when she thought she had it, she whispered, "Uh, my name is Derpy."

Trixie nodded, one hand keeping the mare's eyes locked on the watch while she held it. She also used the the pegasus's head as a cover, making it impossible for the crowd to see that her horn was beginning to glow. "That's a very nice name. Now, how old are you, Derpy?"

Derpy felt her head begin to throb as she kept focusing, but she tried her best to relax. To not fight how she was beginning to feel. "I'm... twenty-one."

"Good... Good." Trixie could feel her magic taking root in the young mare's mind, and smiled as she felt control slip over to her. "Now, when I snap my fingers, you will tell all of this to the crowd."

"Well, they already-"

Snap

Derpy froze for a moment, before looking out over the crowd and stammering out, "M-my name is D-Derpy, and I'm twenty-uh, one."

Trixie giggled a little with the crowd at the awkward introduction, but it was normal for most mares she used for this to take a small bit of an adjustment period. That's why she started with such simple tricks. Of course, if she didn't do something more brazen soon, she wouldn't be able to prove to the crowd that she was in control. Fortunately, this was her possible eighteen plus show, since she'd checked ahead of time if any colts or fillies in were in the crowd, which gave her the ability to ask her next question.

"Now, my puppet, why don't you embarass yourself a little and tell us just how large those beautiful breasts of yours are?"

That got the crowd as they gasped from the very personal question. Even Trixie, for how brazen and bold she was, would normally never let such a secret of hers be divulged. Such a thing was simple though, at least with a large chested mare like Derpy, as people could make plenty of guesses, and knowing the exact size wouldn't actually hurt her standing in town, something she would never do to a willing volunteer.

That didn't stop the poor mare's cheeks from burning bright, before she asnwered with, "F-fifty six inches."

Even Trixie had to pause at the number while a couple of the stallions whistled, and more than one mare involuntarily cursed at Derpy. Even the beautiful and buxom Trixie had to admit how much more superior this pegasus was, but that made her all the thirstier for her plan. In fact...

Trixie shivered as she walked over to Derpy, putting a hand back onto the mare's head as she tried to calm herself. She hadn't made her show truly eighteen plus in a long while, but this mare... Oh, how glorious this mare would be for it.

So, she whispered into Derpy's ear, "What do you enjoy that you wouldn't tell any other pony? And what would you think of being humiliated in front of this entire crowd, all with the out that you were under hypnosis?"

Derpy could actually feel Trixie's control slip away for a moment. She didn't have to say yes. She wasn't even being pressured to admit her secrets.

However, the poor mare was already dripping wet as she whispered back, "I... I would love it, especially while under hypnosis."

Trixie felt the shivers run down her spine again, before she stated, "Tell me the rest then."

And now Derpy had no choice again as she spoke, though her body shivered with each confession. "I... I like being humiliated, degraded, and... feet."

Trixie only smiled, as the last one, while surprising, was all too welcome. It helped with the others after all, and would make her magic have to do even less work to prove to the crowd just how in control of the mare she was. That would need to wait for the right moment though as she stepped back.

Trixie turned back to the crowd, smiling to them as she spoke. "Well, Trixie knows all of you probably expected a simple, innocent show tonight, but she believes that her assistant is ready for Trixie to make her truly begin to humiliate herself, and what better way to do that than let you all see what you already want to? Unless, of course, you don't want to see those F cups come out to play."

The crowd cheered at the possibility, though Trixie could see the reservation on some of theirs faces. It was normal for when she did such a performance, as many ponies still thought Trixie was nothing but a monster. It would be Derpy's decision to tell them the truth afterwards, lest she break the illusion for the rest of the crowd that was excited to see the mare make a fool of herself.

For now though, it was time for the show to continue, so without further ado, Trixie gestured to her beautiful assistant and commanded, “Now, strip down for your adoring fans, and hide nothing of yourself from them.”

Derpy swallowed hard at the command, but if she had anything to say, the crowd never heard it. Not as her body followed its orders. First came the sundress, kept on her with only a pair of spaghetti straps that hung loosely from her shoulders. A small flick of the wrists, and they slipped away.

Trixie came up behind Derpy as the crowd gasped, and she licked her lips. The young pegasus’s back was bare, which told the showmare all she needed to get an idea of what the crowd was enjoying with their eyes. She didn’t want to merely look at Derpy though. No, instead she wanted to feel her prize. Feel how her trick had worked out.

And so her hands came around the mare’s sides as she whispered, “Pause,” and Derpy became like a doll put on display for the world. Her bare chest stayed to the crowd as they watched Trixie message Derpy’s stomach, before her hands jumped up and grabbed fistfuls of flesh. The sudden assault caused the poor puppet to jump where she stood, and an involuntary moan escaped the blushing pegasus.

Trixie shared in her puppet’s sentiment as she took a sharp breath in. Derpy’s chest was unbelievably soft, and gave in easily to her hands. She could feel the fat flesh spill over her fingers as she gripped into the expansive bosom, feel her hard nipples push against her palms as they tried to stay up, despite the pressure on them. Yes, Trixie had made an all too wonderful decision in picking this mare as her assistant for tonight.

Trixie wasn’t there to please this mare though. That wasn’t her role. Not with how great and powerful she was. So, instead, while Derpy was stuck in place, her body shaking in anticipation for what the showmare may do next, Trixie let go of Derpy, letting her fat tits shake and jiggle for the crowd to enjoy.

And then she squatted, looking directly at Derpy’s wide, motherly hips. Some would say the mare’s fluffy body helped in giving her padding for her crashes, but Trixie merely thought it made her all the better to be somepony’s sub. A small shriek from her from a smack on the ass only proved this harder, and Trixie licked her lips as the fat ass shook and jiggled, just for her.

However, she wasn’t down there to admire the mare’s ass. No, she was there to continue humiliating the nervous pegasi, and soon reached between the full moons. There she felt thin, silk fabric, and it was drenched. She could just imagine how soaked her lower lips had to be to leave herself like this, and Trixie pushed up against the poor mare’s sensitive folds. The crowd finally caught wind of her plan at this point, though mostly from how Derpy moaned and held her tongue out of her mouth because of the action.

They then got to watch as both of Trixie’s hands came around the young mare and grabbed the edges of her underwear. It didn’t come away easily, due to how tightly it was clenched by her needy pussy, Just a bit more pulling though, and it came away from her with a the sound of it being peeled away from her lips. The crowd let out a gasp at this as they could see lines of Derpy’s arousal come from her underwear back to the pussy that her thighs hid from them for now.

And, with panties in hand, Trixie stood up, dangling them from one finger as she smiled at the crowd. “Now, Derpy, show them all what the mighty Trixie has already seen, but I want you to do it on your knees like a good mare. Understand?”

Derpy swallowed hard at the command, just like before, and squicked something out. What exactly it was, not even Trixie knew, but it seemed to be her agreeing, as soon Derpy began to crawl onto the ground, her entire body shaking as she touched the wooden planks of the stage. She then turned around, staying so low to the ground that her nipples dragged along the rough planks, before presenting her fat ass to the crowd.

And her face to her mistresses toes, which she kissed gently. She adored the open sandals Trixie was wearing, unaware that Trixie had just swapped shoes with a quick, small teleportation spell learned from Twilight. Like this, she sniff them, ogle them, and lick the small toes that were of her mistress while the crowd ogled everything else of her.

While she adored the muscles of her mistress’s foot, they enjoyed her leaking pussy. While she licked the sweat and grime off of Trixie’s arch, they watched her tail rise so they could see her tightly puckered ass. And, while she suckled the big toe she now worshipped, they watched her spread her lips wider with two naughty fingers that so badly wanted to dive into the fresh, pink lips.

She wouldn’t dare without her mistress’s permission though. Even this much was dangerously close to showing Trixie that Derpy was merely following along with the act so as not to ruin everything like she normally did. Now if only she didn’t have to admit to herself how much she was absolutely adoring every second of this.

Trixie did love the adoration though, and smiled at the cowering mare. However, it wasn’t about what she enjoyed. It wasn’t even about what Derpy enjoyed. Right now was about what the crowd enjoyed, and they seemed to be clamoring for more, and Trixie was all too happy to oblige.

So, she pointed to Derpy and twirled her finger as she said, “Alright now, slut, roll over and spread those legs wide. Let everyone take in your naked body as you beg them for release.”

Derpy swallowed hard. She was already exposed enough as it was, but to do that, and to speak… It was almost too much. Almost being the operative word as she began to move. Her heavy chest rose and fell with each deep breath she took as she reached down, grabbed her legs, and then leaned back.

The crowd lost it as she was spread wide like a whore in straps, especially as they took in the rivulets of arousal that ran down from her pink lips, over her tight, puckered ass, and finally dripped onto the ground. It was all for them to see, and some stallions were even beginning to abandon their own decency as they began to openly masturbate to the show. Derpy kind of wished they would become further degenerates and rush the stage, but she doubted her mistress would allow it.

This became all the clearer as Trixie slipped off her sandals, and then stepped on one of Derpy’s quivering mounds. Derpy moaned at the feel of the firm foot upon her, the sculpted arch that ran along the curvature of her own breast, and the teasing of her nipple between two of her toes. It was even better than the humiliation she felt as Trixie announced to the crowd, “Well, she seems just about ready to blow, don’t you think? The Great and Powerful Trixie bets that she could even make this slutty, little puppet cum with just her own feet! Do you agree?”

The crowd roared in excitement, and Trixie smiled back at them as she took her foot off of Derpy’s chest. Her toes ran along the mare’s smooth stomach, teasing the pegasus as she continued quivering, barely holding herself together as she herself waited in anticipation. She didn’t quite know how Trixie would use her foot, but she imagined the showmare knew exactly what she was doing.

This wasn’t hard to show though, not on such a willing subject, and Trixie teased Derpy’s moist cunt with her toes. They barely touched her, softly petting her pink folds as they tried to suckle on the small nubs. Derpy wanted more inside of her though. Wanted to have something pushed deep inside of her for all to see. She couldn’t see another way for this to end.

Trixie did though, and she smiled as Derpy threw her head back, moaning from the slightest touch. The mare was perfect. Sensitive, welcome to humiliation, and with the kinks to back it up. Yes, she would need to give the pegasus a proper gift to make up for the show she was giving.

And so Trixie didn’t put anything into Derpy. She didn’t kneel down to eat her out, or try to tease her ass. Derpy was too close to keep teasing her after all, and all of that might have been normal for the pegasus. No, instead Trixie lifted her foot, keeping it only centimeters from her subject’s nether regions, and kept her heel pointed down.

And then she pressed her hard, muscled heel into Derpy’s clit, crushing it under the foot as Trixie hissed out, “Cum.”

And boy did Derpy. It was a mixture of the pain, the humiliation, the eyes on her, everything that did it, without mentioning the time anyways. Her whole body was stiff as a board as her fingers dug into her legs and arousal sprayed from her nethers, coating the wood in front of her in her juices. Her tongue came out as she moaned like the slut she had been shown as, and strands of cum painted the front of the stage as a roar of joy came from the stallions who enjoyed seeing the clumsy mare be laid so low.

But, like all good shows, this had to come to an end, and as Derpy let go of her legs and stretched herself out, she got to watch Trixie stand over her. Her own mistress’s soaked panties hung over her face as she spoke, and the crowd began to disperse. Not that she could take in too much. Not with how her head spun, and her eyes fluttered, wishing to close.

Something kept her awake though. She couldn’t place what though until Trixie sat beside her. The unicorn’s horn was glowing, and she could feel the magical presence in her brain. It wasn’t strong enough to control her entirely, but it was enough to keep her awake. It made Derpy proud though. She had managed to trick a smart unicorn like-

“So when did I command you to let go of your legs?”

Derpy paled at the words, before struggling to try to raise. “I-I didn’t mean to. I mean, I just, the show…” She became quiet as Trixie held a finger to her lips.

“Trixie wasn’t certain until you just told me, and… thank you. It means that what Trixie was hoping to ask you is even easier. That you can take orders. That you enjoy orders.”

“That you can be Trixie’s permanent assistant, if you’re willing.”

The showmare’s cheeks turned a bit red as she looked at Derpy and smiled. “It would mean following Trixie on her journeys across Equestria, and practicing with her between shows. Especially practicing the adult routines so we can get it just right.”

Derpy’s face turned as red as a fire as Trixie winked at her, but when she was honest with herself, when she didn’t let her fears and worries get in the way…

She had never been used like this before, and now that she had been, she never wanted to be without it again, and so bent her head to the ground. “I… I would be honored.”

Trixie smiled at the submission, and slowly stood back up as she dusted herself off. “Well then, we need to start cleaning up. You can start by using your tongue on your own puddle.”

And Derpy only smiled as Trixie turned away from her, leaving the humiliated pegasus to her work as curtains closed in front of the stage so as to give her some privacy.