> Changing Trixie
>  by DHeroRedMagma
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> How it happened
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Many years ago during Trixies comeback tour after the whole amulet business, she held many shows at bargain prices but alas not many ponies were interested despite her trying her hardest to turn over a new leaf. Until one day after a hardly filled show near Ponyville. She was busy cleaning up and packing it in ready to hit the road once more. She met her.

“Um hello there,” a voice called out which caused Trixie to turn around to see the source. A rather short changeling was standing there in a simple white shirt and stone washed jeans and had a short greyish pixie bob mane standing there with a rather timid look like a deer on her face. “I just wanted to say your show was amazing!” she praises with a smile on her face which makes Trixie feel a bit better about the fact it barely had a crowd.

“Oh well thank you, Trixie is gracious to hear such praise,” Trixie responds. “Know if you will excuse me, the great and powerful Trixie, needs to pack up and get moving to her next show,” she informs the bug fan.

“Maybe I could help you then?” the changeling offers to which Trixie raises an eyebrow. “My name is Meep by the way,” she adds.

“I suppose you can aid Trixie,” she says, accepting her offer.

And after that meeting was the start of a beautiful relationship with them soon beginning to date and grow closer together. With Meep’s mechanical assistance and changeling shapeshifting abilities helped aid Trixie and make her show better both performance and production wise. This helped make Trixie a regular attraction and her shows drew more of a crowd which helped and after every show the two helped each other unwind with some hot steamy sessions. Which helped Trixie learn that Meep paints on her cutie mark as well as Trixie’s name on the left side of her chest just above her boob. She also has her melons grow whenever they do bump uglies together which Trixie does enjoy.

Meanwhile today is supposed to be Trixie’s biggest show to date. With both her and Meep running out and scrambling to make this show the best ever for the audience. The two had split up with Trixie handling seating arrangements, tickets and concessions and Meep working on the stage and lighting.

“Okay I need a new fixture and some more bulbs,” Meep tells herself as she wanders through to the store to purchase said things.

“Mommy mommy look it’s a changeling!” a young colt points at Meep before running up to her.

“My goodness it’s rude to point, come here,” the mother scolds running up and grabbing her son. “I am so sorry,” she then apologizes to Meep.

“No it’s fine how about I show him a neat little trick,” Meep suggests to which the colt enthusiastically nods.
Meep takes a breath and ponders whom she should shapeshift into and puts the thought in her head and begins to change her form within the blink of an eye she changes and suddenly in front of them is Princess Celestia.

“Woah!” the colt says with his mouth wide open.

“I take it you enjoyed this?” Meep asks in Princess Celestia’s voice.

“Oh my that is quite impressive,” the mother says clapping as soon a crowd forms surprised at Meep’s performance.

“Oh it is no trouble at all,” Meep responds before changing back into her normal form. “Now if you will excuse me,” she says before walking off, unfortunately not realizing her mane and tail are still that of Princess Celestia and haven't changed back.

Elsewhere Trixie was heading up to a local farm that was known for the best milk in all of Ponyville.

“Why is it called a Milk Mine? Do they mine milk?” Trixie questions as she walks up the barn and knocks.

“Hello Trixie is here to pick up an order!” she shouts but is returned with nothing but silence. Disgruntled she opens the large barn doors and enters.

Upon entry she notices in the middle are huge stacks of crates with milk bottles in them. It looks like the amount that Trixie had ordered but the owners or even an employee are nowhere to be found. Until she hears a bit of noise coming from one of the stalls.

“Harder! Mooo! Fuck me harder!” a voice cries out as Trixie peeks into the stall and turns red in the face. She sees a changeling dressed in cow print lingerie getting railed from behind by a red unicorn.

“Fuck yeah keep mooing my cow slut!” the red unicorn says, spanking the changeling's butt causing it to wobble with each powerful thrust he gives her.

“Moo! Yes! Mooooooooo!” she responds, her tongue falling out of her mouth as he pulls on her tail and grunts and howls as he begins to unleash a torrent of spunk into her. Her belly visibly swells from the sheer volume alone. Trixie couldn't help but get turned on as her cock began to get semi erect in her panties at the lewd display.

After several minutes of unloading his cum into her he pulls out grabbing a conveniently placed towel and begins to wipe the sweat from his head as he exits the stall only to then notice Trixie.

“Oh sorry, how long have you been standing there?” he asks her while still wiping the back of his head with nothing covering his now hanging schlong.

“O-oh not long…” Trixie responded not sure how this pony is so casual about that and is just letting his sausage just hang out freely.

“Long enough to put a tent in your skirt it seems,” he jokes pointing at said tent she was sporting embarrassing her further. “You must be the client who ordered all that milk,” he points out. “I’m Magma and that is Hollow, lemme get somepony who can help with the delivery,” he says before wrapping the towel around himself to hide his dong and heading to get somepony.

“Here,” a voice from the stall calls out before magically a potion bottle appears in front of Trixie. “Consider it an apology for fucking but next time try to be on time, and can I interest you in some sloppy seconds?” Hollow asks Trixie.

“N-no I’m good,” Trixie responds nervously.

“Your loss,” Hollow says.

Soon Magma re-enters the barn with a rather short looking changeling carrying a wooden sword. Trixie looked at said changeling thinking it was Meep judging by how short she was but this one was stacked with some big titties and a bubbly bottom.

“Ha ha! So thou art thy damsel in distress for whom I am to help deliver thy wagon!” the short bug proclaims.

“Cath please for the love of Celestia speak regularly,” Magma complains.

“Heh sorry dad,” she responds. “I’m Thunder Cath, I’ll start loading up your wagon,” she says before getting started.

“Shouldn’t she need help she’s awfully small,” Trixie points out but then sees Cath lift a whole column of the crates and easily throws them in the cart and finishes in less than three minutes.

“She is deceptively strong for her size,” Magma tells her. “Now if you’ll excuse me I have to tend to the cow,” Magma says before going back into the stall.

“Alright come on I’ll pull just lead the way,” Cath tells Trixie as the two depart. “Adventure awaits!” Cath yells.


Back at the setting for Trixie’s show setting. Meep was busy setting up however Meep hadn't noticed that she didn’t fully change back. Her mane was still that of Princess Celestia but now she had Luna’s horn and Twilight’s wings. The young foal had gotten his friends to ask if she could do more shapeshifting which she was more than happy to do. She was busy hanging the lights up using her wings to take flight and adjust them so they are just so perfectly wired and pointed in the key position.

“Perfect,” Meep says to herself as she lands on the ground and tests it out  to which it perfectly shines brightly onto the stage. “Now for the mic check,” she says, grabbing the earpiece microphone before clearing her throat and turning the speakers on. “Check one, check two,” Meep says into the mic, hearing herself echoed via the speakers. “Every baby is crazy when her daddy is not around nanana na!” she sings to herself doing a little dance.

“What about a baby?” Trixie asks, walking through the ticket gate with Thunder Cath in tow and the cart of milk.

“Ahaha how long have you been there?” Meep asks, turning red by the second.

“Long enough,” Trixie responds before noticing that Meep has mismatched parts. “Uh Meep you have odd parts on you,” Trixie points out.

“I do? That explains the weird looks I got,” Meep says smacking her head for exaggeration before focusing and fully changing herself back to how she should be.

“So where shall I put the milk beverages?” Thunder Cath asks Trixie.

“Oh over there,” Trixie responds by pointing at the concession stand. “Hey Meep can you meet me in the wagon?” Trixie asks which Meep curiously follows.


The two enter the wagon to which is home for them. It is fairly cramped but they manage despite opening the door and leading right to the bed.

“So what’s up?” Meep asks before being pushed onto the bed.

“I’m horny and need to fuck, that’s what’s up,” Trixie says yanking her pants down and letting her horsecock spring free with blood already pulsating through it.

“Eager aren’t you?” Meep says as she too starts to undress letting her own prick flop free.

Trixie grabs Meep and pushes the changelings legs over her head and lines up her shot before hesitating with a slight idea in her head that has her slightly embarrassed at the thought.

“Ummm babe you okay?” Meep asks. “Thought you needed to fuck?”she adds tilting her head in confusion.

“Well you see…” Trixie stammers. “You think you could well transform into Twilight Sparkle?” she finishes turning crimson and looking away.

With a sly grin Meep closes her eyes and begins to shapeshift taking the form of the beloved Princess of Friendship herself, Twilight Sparkle.

“This better Trixie?” Meep responds now assuming the voice and mannerisms of Twilight.

“Much, now prepare to be on the other end of the great and powerful Trixie’s shaft!” Trixie announces before ramming herself into Meep’s puckered star.

“Oooooooooo!” Meep lets out literally seeing stars as she is plowed like a corn field. Her own meat wobbling with each powerful thrust causing her ass to shake from the impact.

“Fuck yes!~ Just what Trixie needed!” Trixie says spanking the purple behind which elicits a squeak from the bubbly mare on the business end of Trixie’s magic wand.

As the hard fuckening becomes increasingly easier due to the copious amounts of pre cum lubing up Meep’s anal passage, as she is being fucked proper her glorious melons begin to inflate like balloons slowly but surely and wobble dangerously, threatening to engulf her hard rod in boob flesh. Her ass also gets more padding allowing Trixie to push in deeper to Meep’s tailhole.

“Fucking Princess of sluts!” Trixie moans out loud in approval. She then grabs Meep’s throbbing member and jerks her off relentlessly trying to bring the impersonating Princess to orgasm.

“Fuck! I’m cumming Trixie!” Meep announces to which Trixie picks her up and angles her so her dick is pointing at her face, right in time as the torrent of spooge gets shot in her own face. Meep closes her eyes and enjoys the self facial she is receiving. Moaning like a bitch in heat the entire time.

“Fucking take it slut!” Trixie shouts. “Take my cum!” she adds in before slamming in her entire length and howling with pleasure as her balls tighten and cum rushes out of her cock and explodes deep in Meep’s sphincter. Painting it a nice coat of white and making Meep feel a pleasant warmth throughout and rather full.

Trixie then collapses, still pumping fresh cock cream deep in Meep’s asshole. Slowly drifting off to a slight slumber exhausted from the mighty orgasm. Meep then wraps her arms around Trixie’s body and brings her head to rest atop the buxom bugs bosom as she changes back to her normal self.

“Guess we have a little time before the show,” she whispers and kisses her as she joins Trixie in her nap.