>"So you want Trixie to put on a show for you, do you?

>>27701168
More, please.

>>27701168
look at those hips. Facesitting now please.

>rape

>>27701168
I'll try, give me a minute.

>>27701168
Yeah let's play some Mario Kart!
>Trixie gets blue beaned again by oblivious Anon.

>>27701168

I like the premise of Trixie just assuming she's such a charming mare that she can just skip flirting or talking with someone who is pretty much a stranger and have her way with them and they will love it.

>>27701168
hips are 1.4 times as wide as her shoulders, which aren't narrow.

Nice.

Also this image goes really well with the story start.

>>27701401
>You stare dumbstruck at the sight before you
>Trixie had always been a bit forward with her body but nothing to this kind of extreme
>You had only been teasing her too when you said she’d probably get a lot more fans if she tried out a different kind of “show”
>Now she stood before you with a haughty smirk on her face as she stared down at you
>”Trixie’s beauty has stunned you she sees.”
>She laughs as she walks forward swaying her hips from side to side with each step
>”Well a show you shall get oh simple and plain one.”
>She twirls and her cape rises flashing the supple curve of her cheeks but in an instant it vanishes
>Still in stunned silence you sit with a growing bulge in your pants
>She then strikes a pose to accentuate her legs with her back turned towards you
>Slowly she peers over her shoulder and lets her eyes drift to your heartily apparent crotch
>Eyeing the obvious stiffness there she gazes straight into your eyes and winks an eye with a soft giggle
>She twirls on a foot again and stamps the other foot down
>As she does so her breasts heave with the ripple of the impact
>”Trixie, I… I didn’t mean anything like this. It was just a joke you know?”
>She laughs off your attempt to ease the situation and struts towards you once more
>As she moves one hand rests on her waist further emphasizing her corseted form
>Her remaining hand snaps her middle and thumb together and a *poof* comes from behind you
>You turn to look but before you can Trixie’s delicate, gloved, hand pushes you ever so slightly sending you back into a chair
>Was that always there?
>You don’t get long to think as warmth spreads across your neck
>Trixie has leaned in and is breathing hot puffs of air over your neck as her lips linger tantalizingly close to your skin
>You feel yourself hold your breath as each breath sends sensations from your neck straight to your exceptionally stiff member

>>27701494
>Placing her hands on the back of the chair she leans in face to face with you
>She brushes her nose softly against your moving her lips into position for a kiss
>She breaks the motion, however, and instead rises up once more very slowly to plant a kiss on your forehead
>As she does she thrusts her chest forward just barely an inch from your face
>The soft mounds of supple flesh crash together in the tight outfit with a dazzling gemstone tucked between
>As the heat from her buxom chest fills your space and thoughts of replacing the gem with various other things fills your head she pulls back
>She slowly turns to face away from you and spreads her legs slightly
>She turns back and winks once more before slowly tracing her hands down the sides of her body
>Bending at the waist her short cape quickly gives way to Trixie’s rather voluptuous backside
>The farther she bends the more the small fabric covering her slides farther and farther between her soft cheeks
>Once as bent as she can get she places her hands on her taught calves and slowly slides them up the back of her legs
>Her hands linger on her posterior and drag either side up slowly before letting go
>You watch as it falls bouncing up and down before you in a hypnotic motion
>Short of breath your mind is naught but blank as blood surges to your now throbbing member
>”Trixie is oh so tired”
>Her voice now feigning innocence
>”Perhaps she could have a seat?”
>Before a reply even registers in your mind her plump backside shifts to rest upon your crotch
>”Ah that is so much better. Thank you.”
>As the words leave her mouth her backside shifts in a circular motion rubbing across your surface
>”Oh my. What’s this that I’ve found?”
>She cranes her head to look at you with one eye as she shifts from front to back repeatedly rubbing along your length
>You feel as both her soft cheeks form around your hard appendage and caress it with each soft little motion

>>27701619
don't you stop now.

>>27701619
>All too soon Trixie removes herself from your lap though and spins once more tracing a gloved hand over your cheek
>The hand flows down your chest and onto your manhood
>Her fingers wrap around the shaft giving a light tug before trailing off over the tip
>She stands with her hands on her hips proudly as a smirk adorns her face
>”See, Trixie knew she would leave you speechless with her performance.”
>Another small giggle escapes her as she looks down upon your form
>”Well Anon? Was it to your liking?”
>At this moment you seem to regain control of your body and your eyes hungrily roam over her figure
>A long moment passes as Trixie waits for your response and as the seconds tick by she begins to look away from you nervously
>”I….I thought you would have liked that. If you h-hated it so much than just say so!”
>Trixie says angrily as an abashed tone creeps into her throat
>You now rise to stand, still at full mast
>With Trixie being so close you’re now looming very close to her and a small step closes the distance further
>Very nearly a foot shorter than you and with her head almost pressed into your chest Trixie freezes slightly
>As you look down you see a rosy blush spread across her nose and cheeks
>”Stop Anon. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that…”
>She looks away once more trying to hide her face from yours to little avail
>Her breasts heave in her small garments as the pace of her breathing quickens
>Right as she seems ready to turn tail and run you lift your arm and slowly brush it from her cheek down to her hand
>Her gaze shoots up at yours from under her witch’s hat and her blush deepens further
>Her eyes seem as though she was a deer caught in headlights as she tenses up at your touch
>You put one hand in the crook of her neck and lean down to plant your lips directly on hers
>As you do so your other hand shoots around her waist and drags her against you

>>27701663
Wouldn't dream of it

>>27701693
Oh god, yes...this.

>>27701693
Now this is a story!

>>27701693
>Trixie’s eyes shoot wide at the sudden act but before she knows what she’s doing a slight moan escapes her lips into yours
>Your hand around her waist quickly roams further south and grips a handful of soft flesh between the fingers
>Another soft moan escapes her lips as you fondle her and your lips continue their assault on her own
>Pushing forward you prod with your tongue meeting resistance from Trixie but soon her own mouth opens to accept your probe
>Your tongues tangle and twist around one another tasting the inside of each other’s mouths for the first time
>A light sweet flavor crosses onto your tongue as her saliva coats it liberally with each swirl of the dance that connected your bodies
>By now Trixie’s hands have begun to wander as well and have come to rest on the back of your own neck massaging intently
>Your other hand drifts down to her creamy breasts which sat nearly popping out of her corset as her chest heaved ever higher with each breath
>You squeeze and prod and explore her chest with your fingers as you feel a much greater heat emanate from them
>Breaking the kiss you stare into her slightly glazed eyes with a fire in your own and twirl her in place
>You grip her hips and rather forcefully pull her against your waist forcing a gasp to escape the pale girl
>With one hand on her hips and the other fondling her breasts you grind into her with animalistic abandon
>Your breath has become quickened and instinct begins to take over as you thrust at her repeatedly
>Her tiny garments do little to cover her as she pushes back into each of your thrusts before breaking from you and pulling on your arm
>”Th-the bed”
>You both hurry to the door leading into her bedroom and slam the door behind you
>Once the door is closed Trixie begins to remove her clothing but grab her hand and stop her
>Staring wildly at her you shake your head before pushing her onto the bed and reaching for your belt buckle

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>>27701814
damn bruh, seriously tho

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>>27701814
I consider myself an authority on writing pony lewd, so I don't mess around when I say you've earned some Brownie points.

>>27701814
>clothed sex
>corset, thigh-highs, and tiny panties
this is my fetish

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>>27701814
The bar has been raised.

>>27701814
>You kick off your shoes and drop your pants as fast as you can while Trixie moves her panties down to her knees
>On her back now you catch your first glimpse at her sex
>Her mound was neatly trimmed back but a faint coat of silvery hair coats her pelvic area
>Moving to the edge of the bed you grab panties in one hand and pull them off the rest of the way
>The small piece of cloth is deeply moistened in your hand you note before tossing it to the side
>Reaching for her ankles you pull her to the edge of the bed as she gasps and spreads her legs in anticipation
>You position yourself at her entrance and spit on yourself to reduce the friction but a slight whimper stops your primed member
>Looking up at her you see a deep blush as well as a look of great embarrassment
>”A-Anon?”
“You ok Trixie?”
>”Am…Am I pretty?”
>She looks away and covers her chest with hands as she says the words
>You open and close your mouth a couple times trying to convey what’s in your head but opt for a different path
>You lean down and plant your lips on hers as she tenses underneath you
>You work your lips slowly and passionately over her own whilst using your free hand to caress her face and neck
>You feel her relax underneath you and her legs unclench from where they had been resting
>Slowly you guide yourself into the girl beneath you feeling her lips part as your head nestles its way inside
>Her opening clenches around you as you move deeper and deeper and her fluids float around your stiff manhood
>As every bit of you enters her small squeaks and squeals accompanied by moans escape into your mouth from hers
>You come to rest fully embedded inside of Trixie and at that point you break the kiss and smile down at her
>She returns the smile in kind before her eyes shift hazily as her lids flutter half open
>You shift and twitch inside of her as you feel her clench and unclench along your shaft

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>>27701853

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BplKv3yDeDU

>>27701916
>Pulling yourself out three quarters of the way before slowly repeating the process
>You ease yourself in and out getting her accommodated to the foreign object inside of her
>”Unnn… Unhh...Mmmm!...Ah! Ah! Mmmmnnn Anonnnn...”
>As your pace increases her tone shifts to one of pleading as the pleasure begins to build inside of her
>Soon her moans are echoing throughout the small home intermingling with your own as your thrust harder and harder
>Her moans ring in your head bringing you closer and closer to the perilous edge with each uttered proclamation of pleasure
>Looking down at her face you see her hat has mostly fallen off and her hair is dangling in strings across her face
>You feel yourself closing in on your finish and stave it off before pulling out of her suddenly
>She whimpers as her tunnel lays empty before you pull her up and turn her onto her hand and knees
>She reaches down and grabs her hat planting it once again on her head
>It rests askew as she turns back to face you panting with lust in her eyes
>She arches her back presenting herself soft fleshy backside to you as you step forward once more
>This time as your shaft reaches capacity you grab her hips and grind her against your member eliciting shudders and moans of pleasure from Trixie
>Once again you repeat your process of building speed until you both are panting in agonizing ecstasy intertwined with one another
>Her arms now shaking Trixie drops her head down to the sheets of the bed which spreads her cheeks further before you
>Her tiny pucker winks at you with each thrust into her and you stare mesmerized for a moment before wetting your thumb
>As your thumb makes contact Trixie tenses but as you massage your thumb over her passage it slowly loosens
>Your thumb makes its way inside and as it does a louder moan escapes Trixie as the new sensation washes over her
>You pump your finger inside of her as you pull out your throbbing piston and thrust back inside in tandem

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>>27701168
literal perfect hips / tits Bimbo?

>>27701987
>The sight of the cute butt with your finger traversing the barrier along with her now even louder moans crushes on your stamina
>You slow down once more and pull out as Trixie props up on her hands once more
>She turns at you and with a weak hand points at the bed for you to lie down
>You follow her instructions and place yourself on your back facing upward as she climbs onto you somewhat shakily
>You pull her down closer and smother yourself in her grandiose chest while she positions you at her entrance
>She sits up as your now somewhat strained erection slides inside of her
>Sitting up straight with her hands on your chest she shakes her hips forward and back in a smooth rhythm
>Her hat even more lopsided then it was before shifts as she moves
>Her cape billows back and forth behind her just barely caressing the spheres between your legs with each pass
>Her eyes begin to roll back in her head as her pace increases with each passing moment
>Her face begins to turn red as she holds her breath approaching a climax
>You have to avert your eyes and clench your shaft as you just barely stave off your own orgasm while her tight corridor grips down on you
>Holding herself up with her hands on your chest she looks nearly spent and you feel the same
”I don’t think I can hold it much longer Trix.”
>She nods her hat flopping around as she does so
>”I-inside, I’m on the pill and I want to feel you when you do it.”
>Your heart jumps for joy as she says the words
>Reaching up you grab a hold of her shoulders and bring her to lay on top of you with her breasts pressed against you
>Reaching up to your mouth you wet your middle finger
>Probing back behind her you find her other opening once again as you start to slowly pump yourself
>Shifting to get a better angle with your legs you pick up speed and begin slamming into her as your finger probes her insides

>>27702057
>”Uhh! Uhh! Uuuuuuhhhhh! mmmmmmMMMMM!”
>As you hit faster and faster her moans bring you to your peak and you stand there for just a moment
>You feel yourself beginning to tip and letting out a guttural moan of your own you announce you approaching eruption
>Using your finger inside of her as grip you pull her up one last time and slam her down onto yourself as you erupt
>Your hips buck into her as each hot rope of seed pours into her crevice
>You pulse several times as the strong orgasm overtakes you and your body releases a wave of pleasure throughout itself
>Both panting you lay together for a number of minutes before Trixie is able to sit up and remove herself
>A trickle of your cum slowly trickles out of her and onto your stomach as she does
>You both lay in silence content with each other’s presence for several minutes before Trixie breaks the silence
>”Anon?”
>You glance over at her
“Yeah Trix?”
>”I…I’ve wanted that for a long time…”
>You roll over chuckling and drape and arm around her before planting a kiss on her forehead
“You have no idea girl.”
>She looks up at you with a slightly stunned expression but it soon turns to a beaming smile
>You spend the night there with Trixie on the outskirts of town wrapped in each other’s warmth
>Waking up you see her curled with her back tucked into her chest softly breathing in her sleep
>You hug her and lay your head down once more, content

Alright all, that's my story.

Hope you liked it.

>>27701168
I'd also like to thank the OP for posting that smokin' hot pic of Trixie which got my wheels turning in the first place.

>>27702109
>tucked into her chest

into your chest

sorry bout that

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>>27702109
Amazing! Perfect characterization for her and great writing. Thanks a ton for the work and time.

>>27701168
Someone needs to screencap this story.

My penis is hard and my oven alarm is beeping, but which is more important?

>>27702133
>>27702138
>>27702169
Glad you all liked it, it's bed time for me though. I have it saved in a doc; should i put it in one of the generals or something? If so which one? They all seem kinda dead

>>27702185
>tfw no more Trixie Tuesday.

the only threads that really talk about trixie is either the nightly scilight threads, nightly twilight threads or souls in equestria it seems...

>>27702133
top fucking unf

Old Trixiefag here. I haven't been to this board in a year, give or take. I've lost track of the time but a year seems about right. I haven't watched an episode for longer than that, most likely.

How are things on the board these days?

Do you still get regular Trixie threads to along with the usual waifuposting? Are Trixie/Shimmer dual threads still a thing?

How is the show? How far removed is it from its roots right now?

Curious questions from a guy who poked in to check on his autistic famalam wishing he could go back

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>>27702256
Meh it's not a bad new season.

>>27702109
Truly you are doing the Lord's work.

>>27702256
come back to the ride

>>27702109
>>27702120
Needs anal next time, otherwise, bretty gud

bump for waifu Trixie

>>27701168
Gee Trixie what's with the Dragonball look?

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>>27701168
OP here, the prompt turned out pretty well considering how I started to fall asleep halfway through it. Hell, I don't even remember writing some of it. Also great job on the green, BrownieTown. I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Roleplaying is against the rules

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>>27702109

>>27702256
It's barely MLP nowadays

>>27701168
>>27701494
>>27701619
>>27701693
>>27701814
>>27701916
>>27701987
>>27702057
>>27702109
>no hooves

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>>27703015
Dragon eyeball?

>>27701168
the art is getting worse.

>>27703133
>>27703150
>>27703576
Delet this

>>27702256
neo/mlp/ sayers were prophets

>>27702109

Fukken saved. You are a legend here, BrownieTown.

>>27701494
>BrownieTown

This makes me think of a cafe and resteraunt that has special brownies and other special foods and drinks as part of it's menue. I'd hope they have a smoking and non-smoking section.

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>>27702212
>No more Trixie Tuesday
Not even a trixiefag, but damn.

>>27701693

This story made me realize something about a facet of social interaction that I had been struggling due to ignorance of. Thank you very much for helping me learn something.

>>27701693
>>27703802

Specifically about how actions can propose changes in the rules of social interaction in a given situation and how that can play an important role in transitioning into acts involving sex, foreplay, and other intimate but not necessarily erotic interactions which int is generally not taught how to segue into. (Though there are is plenty of commonly available advice telling you what to do and not do once you ARE at that point, and how it is generally a good idea not to attempt to steer an interaction with another person in that direction in most situations)

I've read many things before but this story is what got me aware of this disconnect I have been struggling with.

>>27702109

Thanks BT. I enjoyed the story. It was a fun read. (I don't usually masturbate to clop. Instead I have fun imagining the things depicted and pulling apart the characters and their actions and speculating about things.)
>>27702169

So did your food burn or did you manage to save it?

>>27703608
Never.

>>27703758
I chose the name because I'm half nig nog

Now that I'm reading through this I'm noticing a large amount of horrid typing errors. Sorry if that killed any boners but it was late when I started and it had been a long day.

Bump

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>>27704668
>Now that I'm reading through this I'm noticing a large amount of horrid typing errors. Sorry if that killed any boners but it was late when I started and it had been a long day.

understandable.
Just please proofread and fix shit before you pastebin it and then post the pastebin link on here so future fags of /mlp/ may read it.

Why is there such a lack of good green for trixie? She usually gets portrayed as a total cunt when there's a story about her. I just want some comfy romance with a side of clop thrown in.

>>27706985
Green somewhere in which Anon becomes her manager or something to that effect. She sets up for a magic show in what turns out to be a strip club and is all upset about it. Set in Baltimare? Twists and turns and all that. Actually pretty nice read. If anyone more useful has the link or the title there you go.

>>27704668
Got a pastebin for this green, Bro?

>>27707183
Nope, never used pastebin before aside from reading other stories. I guess I might have to go figure it out.

>>27707361
>>27707183
Forgot to namefag

>>27707167
Never read that one, just the one about anon being her assistant in las pegasus.

>>27706985

I think wingedTspears on YouTube did a clop where Trixie isn't a bitch. (Though it does have size play in it so if that killes the mood for you, you were warned)

I think it's called my not so little pony.

>>27707381
>>27707167

Never read them. But now I want to.

>>27708630
The las pegasus one is in the AiE archive, just search by pony and it's one of the only ones for her.

>>27703975
Food burnt, but worth it.

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Alright boys, here's some more stuff I whipped up. It'll be a bit more story driven than "Plot" driven just so you're aware You already got one clop story to sustain you for now That doesn't mean there won't be anything of that nature but we'll just see how things go won't we? Beware though,
>no hooves
inbound.

>Be Aon
>Walking home from college after another day of monotonous lessons
>Leaves of multiple colors litter the ground around you giving the road a speckled frame of mixed hues
>A brisk wind flows into and around your sweatshirt as your feet fall one after another marching towards your destination
>Cars pass by with a hum as your feet guide your path down the familiar sidewalk
>It had been a few years since you graduated from high school and started attending one the local colleges
>Your parents had moved out of the state once you were out of high school as they wanted to go out and experience new things
>They had stayed behind until you were in college at which point they figured you were old enough to live on your own
>You liked where you lived and had decided to stay
>Living wasn’t a problem as your parents had a decent amount of saved up money
>With said money you were able to exist quite comfortably in a studio apartment while attending university
>On your way you pass by a supermarket and decide to stop and grab a few necessities while you were close by
>The air conditioning inside provides some relief from the chilly temperatures outside
>Strolling aimlessly you peruse the available items picking up what you need here and there
>Once you held the items you figured you’d need for the next week you headed for the registers
>As you wait in line your eyes drift over the magazines lining the check-out area
>Nothing more than paparazzi BS and shock value garbage as you expected
>The line shifts forward and your eyes pass over to the selection of gum in front of you

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>>27709898
>You pick out a pack and place it along with the rest of your items
>With little else to do you stare at the back of the person in front of you while you wait
>It’s a small girl with a powder blue sweatshirt on that has stars along the trim and around the hood
>She reaches over to the candy to her right and lifts a chocolate bar from where it rested
>She hands it to the cashier who takes it and swipes it across the counter with a *Beep*
>You turn back to your own items as she begins to pay making sure you have all that you needed one last time
>As you finish your check the cashier speaks up next to you
>”I’m sorry miss but the card’s been denied. Do you happen to have cash instead?”
>You turn to look as the girl shakes her head and her silver hair obstructs her face from your sight
>”How did I know this would happen again…”
>You look at the check-out counter and see she only has a few items worth only around ten dollars total
>A swell of pity rises in your throat as you watch the scene play out
>The girl begins to dig through her pockets looking for whatever money she can
>She seems to turn up rather empty aside from a few coins
>Feeling a little awkward about the whole situation several moments pass before you reach into your pocket and dig out your wallet
“Excuse me, but would you mind if I spot you on this one?”
>You say as you hand your card to the cashier who looks from you to the girl before taking it from you
>The girl raises a hand as if in protest before lowering her hand as well as her head
>Once the girl is rung up and has her bags she turns to look up at you
>You’re met with a familiar face
>A slightly pale girl with silver hair with shame and embarrassment in her eyes which avoid yours quietly thanks you
“Trixie?”
>At the mention of her name her eyes snap up to your own, painted in confusion
>After a slight pause she goes red in the face as she recognizes you
>”A-Anon? I, um, hello...”

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>>27709912
>Her voice trails off as she looks down and away from you once more
>You had gone to high school with Trixie and now that you see her you’re surprised you didn’t recognize her sooner
>She had always worn clothing with stars on it and her signature magician’s hat even while in class
>A lot of students made fun of her for it but she seemed to ignore them more often than not
>You two hadn’t been the closest of friends but you were never mean to her and because of that you had been acquaintances
> You would group in class for projects occasionally and make polite small talk every now and then
>Coming back to the here and now you look up as the cashier begins taking your groceries
“Just put it on the same card please.”
>Saying that you turn to Trixie who was still looking away in embarrassment
“Hey Trixie, been a while, how you been?”
>Her eyes dart around as she speaks quickly through her mouth
>”I’ve been alright; I can’t say I’m not embarrassed by my current predicament however. My card must have been frozen for some reason…”
>Her eyes seem to hide another tale behind them but you don’t press her
“Well what’s up? You in college too now?”
>She laughs a little bitterly at your question
>”Not quite, no; I actually went straight into the entertainment business after we graduated. I have my own little show and everything now.”
>She smiles a little at the thought but it quickly fades
>You notice and mark it in your head as strange
>In school she had loved to talk all about how she wanted to be a famous magician once she graduated
>She said that she had always wanted to bring magic into the lives of as many people as she could
>It wasn’t that great of a secret that Trixie didn’t exactly have much of a home
>She lived with a foster family for a few years bouncing between homes
>Rumors about her parents circulated about the school but she had never been forthright with the information and you refrained from prying

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>>27709916
>She occupied herself with learning magic tricks and thinking up routines to perform whenever she had free time and occasionally you’d give her some input
>She always enjoyed when you humored her and she never seemed happier than when thinking about her show
>That fact made it all the more strange that she seemed pained at the mention of her apparently budding career
“Well if you’re performing now maybe I’ll have to drop by and see it for myself.”
>You smile warmly at her as you say the words
>Your smile spreads to her face as well before once again quickly pulling back into a grimace
>”Maybe, I’ll have to see when I’m performing next. Not just anyone can get in to see the great and powerful Trixie after all”
>A smug air creeps into her throat as she puffs up her small frame proudly
>You chuckle and turn as the cashier hands you back your card
>Once your eyes are gone Trixie deflates down into her small hunched form once again
>Getting your bags you and Trixie begin to walk to the door together
“Hey, you doing anything tonight? I was just gonna head home but I’m kind of sick of sitting there all the time recently; I was thinking about going to the bar or something. You want to tag along?”
>Her eyebrow shoots up as you lay the proposition on her and she smirks slightly before shaking her head
>”My card isn’t working if you hadn’t noticed so what good would going to the bar do me?”
>She has a point there
“How about first drinks on me and then we see if we can wrangle any guys to get you some more huh? Come on, I could use someone to talk to.”
>Trixie stares ahead in thought as you exit the door and stand just outside the store with your bags in hand
>Turning with a smirk she looks up at you
>”Well, how could I turn down such an offer from an adoring fan?”
>You smile wide as she accepts your offer

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>You hadn’t been lying and it had been quite a number of weeks since you were able to hang out with anyone outside of the campus
>”Do you have anywhere particular in mind Anon?”
>You nod your head
“Yeah there’s this place not too far from here. It’s at the corner by where that fountain is in the shopping center. You know the place?”
>She tilts her head in thought before nodding
>”Yes I think I do remember such a place. The mare’s tail right? Odd name for such an establishment.”
>You shrug
“Eh, bars can have weird names sometimes.”
>”Alright Anon, I’ll meet you there as soon as I have seen to my groceries that you were so generous to gift me with.”
>You both agree to meet at the bar in roughly an hour and you both set off down the street branching off from one another
>Once home you store your groceries in the fridge and use the restroom before grabbing your keys and heading out the door once more
>You arrive at your destination and pass through the entrance into the warm air of the bar
>Once inside you remove your jacket and roll up the sleeves of your button down while placing yourself at the bar and ordering a beer
>Roughly ten minutes pass as you worry that you may have been stood up
>As the thought passes through your mind you hear the door open and through it came Trixie
>As she steps in she glances around nervously before she spots you and waves making her way towards you
>As she does she unzips her hoodie and underneath you see a deep blue dress that conforms to her shape before splaying out in ruffles
>Underneath her dress you see her legs are covered by black leggings to keep off the chilly air from outside
>She sits down beside you looking you over
“And here I was worried that I might have been stood up.”
>”Please, Trixie is far above standing up an old friend.”
>You chuckle as she slips into her old stage persona that she would use sometimes when you helped her with her plans

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>You know her well enough to know that she would start doing so when she was nervous and felt like she had to appear bigger than she was however
“So oh great and powerful one, I said I’d buy you a drink didn’t I?”
>Saying so you waive down the bartender and let Trixie order whatever she wanted
>A cosmopolitan
>Surprise levels: minimal
>You chuckle to yourself once more as she crosses her legs on her chair and looks around somewhat awkwardly
“So Trix. What you been up to these past few years?”


That's all for now; I gotta get to bed. Thanks for reading guys. Let me know if you guys are cool with some story time shit. More to come, tentatively, tomorrow. 'Night horsefuckers.

>>27709944
dub dubs

>>27709944
Liking it. Curious.

>>27703802
>>27703861
wut

>>27709944
I eagerly await your return

>>27709898

cool.

And this thread is a perfect example of why greentext prompts can be good.

>>27709944
This is going to be a good read. You better not die in your sleep or else.

>>27709944
>the face

>>27709944
This is some good green right there.

>>27709944
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>>27701168
>She will never lift up her skirt and set her panties to the side and say
>"Anon, make Trixie yours."
>You will never have clothed sex with Trixie against the wall.
>You will never see her white panties on the right side of her ass while fucking her from behind.

Bop

Don't worry boys, I'm in the kitchen whipping up some fresh, hot, late night green for you.

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>>27716537
If you know what I mean

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>>227701168
That would be nice

>>27709944
No pictures this time so sorry about that. There just aren't that many good human Trixie pics out there that I've found.

>As you ask the bartender returns with her drink
>Surprisingly quickly too given that it was a Friday afternoon heading into night
>As the drink is set in front of her Trixie stirs the liquid inside whilst mulling over her thoughts
>”Well Anon, as I’ve said before I started up my show not long after leaving high school. Since then I’ve been looking for venues and I’ve been trying to expand my audience as best I can. Learning new tricks here and there when I can; I’m trying to be the best performer I can be. What about yourself?”
“Mainly just going through college trying to get my degree. Other than that there hasn’t been much in the way of excitement for me. My family moved out of state but I chose to stay and do my schooling here because I like the area and I got into a decent school. Aside from that I’m pretty much the same old Anon.”
>A pregnant lull falls over the conversation as neither of you find much to say
>You both resort to turning to your drinks as a way to feel busy in the midst of the lack of conversation
>Sipping on your beer you notice that Trixie downs her entire cocktail in a series of swigs
“Thirsty?”
>You laugh at her apparent eagerness to consume the drink
>”I just haven’t had a good drink in a while is all is that a problem?”
“No, if you need to be blitzed to talk to me though maybe I should buy you another drink.”
>You say lightheartedly as another laugh escapes your lips
>Trixie looks taken aback slightly
>”That’s not how it is and you know it.”
>She crosses her arms and looks over at the mirror behind the bar
>Following her gaze you stare at each other in the mirror
>Her face is scrunched and tight with a tinge of abashed nervousness

>>27716943
“Ah lighten up Trix. You seem like you haven’t unwound in ages. You’re at a bar with an old friend; treat it like it is instead of like it’s an interview or some shit.”
>Trixie turns away from the mirror to look you in the eye looking as if words were on the tip of her tongue
>A moment passes before she takes a long deep breath and drops her head exhaling heavily
>”You’re right Anon, it has been quite a while since I’ve just been able to relax. Sorry I’m raining on your parade.”
“Don’t sweat it, here; let’s get you another cosmo eh?”
>”Anon, you shouldn’t.”
>She voices her objection with a slightly condescending tone as you order her another drink with the bartender
“Ah ah, no objections. A pretty girl like you should be used to getting pampered with drinks at this point I’d think.”
>A small blush blooms on her face as she takes the compliment
>”You’d be surprised; I don’t always get the most…chivalrous, men that you can imagine at my shows.”
“Oh, well please, do tell.”
>She shakes her head for a moment with reservations before sighing and taking in another deep breath
>”Well, at my last performance there were a number of hecklers; nothing outside the realm of normality mind you. Mainly just drunk buffoons who fancy themselves funny; one of them had the gall to toss a bottle onto the stage in the middle of my act. He spilled beer all over my shoes and the smell hasn’t come out of them for a week.”
>Her drink arrives in the middle of her talking
>”Then there are the pigs after the show that try and woo me into their cars with their drunken *charm*. Ugh, some people think that just because my outfit is a little revealing while on stage that they can have their way with me like some kind of common hussy paid off the street.”
>You cock an eyebrow at the mention of her costume but hold your tongue
>She doesn’t seem to notice as her temper steadily rises with each new grievance

>>27716954
>”And then there are the establishment owners who always try and skimp on my pay because their shitty bar isn’t filled to the brim for a show from some no name performer off the streets! What are they expecting? A full house for a girl who just started up her career? And then there are…”
>Her voices rises to a heated level as she continues to spout numerous offending occurrences that she was subject to in her line of work
>By the time all is said and done her chest is heaving as she breathes in shaky lungfuls of air
>You sit back watching her as her lip trembles slightly and a light sheen covers her eyes
“Wow, I’m sorry, I didn’t know that being a performer could be so hard.”
>She leans down on her elbows over the bar taking deep breaths to steady herself
>”It’s just so hard to stay motivated to keep going when I run into things like this all the time.”
>Her voice cracks slightly as she speaks
>”I’ve always just wanted to make people happy and I thought I could do that with my magic tricks but no one seems to care. It’s like I’m still stuck in high school…”
>She squeezes her eyes shut and a few lonesome droplets roll down her cheeks before quickly being intercepted by her hand
>A few more deep breathes and she calms herself once more
>”It’s all just a big act; I’m nothing like who I am on stage. It’s all just a big lie and the only person I’m kidding is myself.”
>Blinking to clear her eyes she looks over and apologizes
>”I’m sorry, I don’t usually let these sorts of things get to me; it’s just been a while since I had someone who cared enough to ask me about it.”
>An ache in your heart had been growing throughout the entire story and now you sat unsure of what to do
>You think about reaching over and patting her back but think better of it
“It’s ok; I know what it’s like to not have someone to open up to occasionally. Can’t keep it bottled up forever though.”

>>27716965
>Trixie lets out a bitter laugh while stirring the drink sitting before her
>”Well that’s a little hard to do when no one’s around.”
>It’s your turn to laugh this time
“Very true my friend.”
>You raise your bottle in a one sided toast
>She turns to look at you from sharp, hesitant eyes
>”Is that what we are Anon? We haven’t even talked to each other in years.”
>Your eyebrows rise and fall and a matter-of-fact appearance rests on your face
“Just because we haven’t seen each other in a while doesn’t mean we aren’t friends. I mean shit; we’re both hanging out here together aren’t we? If you don’t want to be friends though then that’s your choice.”
>A fake hurt accent overtakes your tone as the last sentence falls from your mouth and you raise your head to take a sip while closing your eyes
>You peek out from under one eyelid to see Trixie glaring at you with her arms crossed
>The sight brings the bottle away from your lips and a gust of small laughter from your lungs
>”Stop that! You know Trixie doesn’t want that.”
“You’re doing it again.”
>”Doing what?”
>She probes you getting defensive
“You always used to revert to using your stage name when you were embarrassed or flustered. It’s kind of cute actually.”
>A much deeper blush rages against her pale complexion as she stumbles on her words looking for a response
>”Well Trix- er, I have always been more comfortable on stage. It’s easier to pretend to be calm and collected when you’re the Great and Powerful Trixie and not just plain old Trixie Lullamoon.”
“And what exactly is wrong with just being ‘plain old Trixie’?”
>She seems a little upset at you seemingly agreeing with her self-given description but ignores it
>”Well how am I supposed to do my show as me? A magician needs mystique, intrigue, guile. How else can we enrapture an audience with our performance?”
>She looks wistfully away from you

>>27716971
>”I just feel so silly sometimes when I think about what I used to dream I could do. Now that I’m actually here there’s a lot less satisfaction than I had previously expected… Of course I didn’t think it would be easy but it’s been a bit much is all.”
>You’re silent for a short pause before attempting to change gears
“It can’t be all bad right? I mean you’re doing what you always said you wanted to back in school. I remember you used to wear that wizard hat all over the place and how excited the thought of actually performing would get you. You still keep that old thing around by the way?”
>She laughs a little remembering her inability to be placated without her hat
>”Yes actually, I wear it when I perform as a matter of fact. It reminds me of why I do it to begin with.”
“See? You’ve got some pep left in you. Just need to relax a bit before jumping back into things.”
>She nods in tired agreement
>”I suppose you’re right Anon, thank you, for all of this.”
>She waves her hand in a circle indicating the bar
>”It’s nice to be able to just hang out with someone.”
“No problem, can’t say I wasn’t being a little selfish in asking you here though.”
>She shrugs
>”I can’t say I’m too against it myself.”
>You both drink from your respective glasses as you let the conversation drift from one topic to another reminiscing about times passed
>An hour or so later you both have a nice buzz going as you recall certain kids you used to go to school with
>Each having some quirk or story to go along with them as the reminiscing drifted onward
>A lull in the conversation allows you to speak your mind about another topic
“Hey, so I wasn’t joking about coming to see you, I think it’d be cool to go to one of your shows. I’ve never gone to something like it before actually.”
>The words slightly sober her demeanor which had been growing more jovial over the past hour

>>27716979
>”Truthfully Anon, I don’t get much work. When I do it’s usually a pretty scummy place anyway so you probably wouldn’t want to go.”
“Nah, you think that’ll scare me off? I’ve been in some dodgy areas before, I’m sure I can handle whatever you can at any rate.”
>”We’ll see Anon.”
>You’re not entirely convinced that she intends to follow through with such an idea
>Letting the topic go you turn to survey the bar
>it had filled up quite a bit over the time you’d been there and now there was a rather loud murmur of noise pervading the area
>You check your phone and see that time has dragged on towards eight o’clock as you two occupied each other’s thoughts with trading tales
>Trixie notices this as well
>”It’s getting kinda late Anon. I think I should probably head home soon.”
>You agree and you both rise from your seats donning your jackets and head for the door
>Stepping out into the cold night air small puffs of smoke rise from your mouths with each breath
>You look over at Trixie who was gazing off down the street watching a car roll by
“You live far from here?”
>Turning she shakes her head
>”No not very, you?”
“I’m a few blocks up the street. Want me to walk you home?”
>She’s caught unaware by your offer and stumbles over her words once more
>”N-no thank you, I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
>Ignoring her polite declination you proceed to walk
“Ah come on, if it isn’t that far there’s no harm in it.
>The sound of pattering footsteps grow behind you as she catches up to you
>”You don’t even know where I live if you recall. Where are you even going?”
“I dunno, got you moving though, so where we headed?”
>Rolling her eyes Trixie guides you down the sidewalk to the east where she apparently resided
>After numerous minutes of walking you find Trixie dragging her feet slowing her pace greatly

>>27716988
>After numerous minutes of walking you find Trixie dragging her feet slowing her pace greatly
>”I’m sure this is far enough Anon, there’s no need to take me all the way back home. I’ll be fine, I promise.”
“What good would getting you halfway do? May as well see it to the end.”
>Reluctantly she continues onward
>After a few more minutes you come to the outskirts of a trailer park of sorts with a gated entrance
>”You’re a little surprised when Trixie turns down the path and pushes open the gate leading inside
>She leads you through a maze of other campers and mobile homes until you come to a stop outside of a small purple and blue trailer covered lightly in silver stars
>She walks up to the step leading to the door and turns to face you with an abashed expression
>”Well, this is me…”
>She’s having a hard time holding your gaze out of embarrassment
>You ignore her obvious discomfort and speak up
“Alright, thanks again for coming out with me tonight, it was nice. We should do it again sometime you know? Keep up to pace with each other.”
>She smiles slightly at your suggestion
>”I think I’d like that very much Anon.”
“Why don’t we swap numbers then? Here hold on…”
>You dig in your pocket and retrieve your phone opening it to add a new contact
>Trixie relays her number and you tap in the digits saving them under her name
>Returning your phone to your pocket you look up once more
“Well, I guess I should get going. I’ll shoot you a text so you have my number once I’m home ok?”
>She nods at the proposal
>”Be safe on your way home Anon. Thank you for walking me here, you know you didn’t have to.”
“Nah, my pleasure, and I will be; how else would I come see one of your shows?”
>You tease her slightly and she rolls her eyes as a smile spreads across her cheeks
>”Not giving that up are you?”
“Not a chance.”
>You both share a laugh in the still night air

>>27716995
>You wave as does she as you turn to leave and she turns to enter her home
>The walk home is a somewhat short one as a little pep in your step keeps you on a steady pace
>Once back you unlock the latch on your door and pass through the door frame
>You get ready for bed and lay down before picking up your phone and sending Trixie a quick text so she’d have your number
>No response comes and you assume she’s probably either preoccupied or passed out in a buzzed stupor just as you felt the urge to do
>Soon your eyes grow heavy and with thoughts of the day’s events in your head you pass into the void of sleep

Last bit for tonight. Thanks to all the bumpers keeping the thread alive while I'm busy being a normalfag. Tell me how you guys feel about the story. interesting or not, if the character's are good, you know how it goes. Just want to make sure I'm getting it right. More will come regardless of feedback so don't worry about crushing my spirit or anything, probably tomorrow but if not then Friday night.

>>27717024
Liking it so far

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>>27717024
Moar

>>27701168

>inb4 she whips out a massive futa horsecock

>>27717024
I won't say it's not standard fare where Trixie stories are concerned, but your diction is pretty on point (a rarer quality). Your interpretation of Trixie is a little more subdued than you usually see and it's refreshing.

Your Anon seems pretty chill and a suitable lead for cozy-style romancing, took I'm curious to see how/if he may handle a heckler situation at a show. Seems outgoing but not necessarily confrontational. Who can say this early on?

My gripes are too minor to warrant mentioning. Looking good so far, can't wait for more.

>>27711027

There is no such thing as good cancer.

>>27717024
This is an enjoyable read.

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>>27709898
>Air conditioning provides relief from chilly temps

>>27718906
Air conditioning can "condition air" to be warm or cold, anon.

>>27719127
How about we do that to humans?

>>27719145
Blowjobs

>>27719127
Where I'm from Air Conditioning makes air cold and heating makes air warm.

>>27719273
Do you operate a single control panel to achieve one or the other?

Thou shalt not die in mine abscence

K

>>27719434
No.

Why is Trixie so cute in her magician outfit?

>>27721157
>Why is Trixie so cute?
Fixed that for you.

bumpers

>>27721432
I admit that you are correct anon, Trixie a cute

*headbangs*

>>27723500
>roleplaying

We're so far down the catalog. Thought it might have died.

>>27724680
Just came back to it hoping it was still alive. In any case, Bump. Really enjoying the direction of storytelling you're going with. Anon feels like he has the necessary amount of conviction to get through Trixies walls and Trixie feels right as rain. The realism of chasing a difficult career path and getting in contact with old friends is potrayed really well. All in all I'm emersed and looking forward to more

>>27717024
>You awake the next morning and check your phone
>Nada
>You stare at the screen for a moment before tossing the phone on the bed
>Going through your morning routine you find yourself making your way back into pajamas after brushing your teeth and showering
>Life’s just better in pajamas
>It does help that it’s a Saturday though
>No work to do, no deadlines to meet, just relaxing
>That is exactly what you did too as you spend most of the day either playing videogames or flipping through channels
>Periodically you’d look down and check your phone to find nothing new had arrived for you to see
>Tossing the phone away you meander over to your computer and set the fans whirling on start-up
>After it works through the boot up processes you find your way to an internet tab and search up some guilty pleasure
>As you browse the available videos of questionable content your brain takes a detour sans guidance
>Already being at half-mast and with particular thoughts on the brain it didn’t take long to think about your most recent and prominent focus
>The silver haired magician girl whom you had spent much of the last night with entered your thoughts
>At first you batted her out of your mind feeling as though you were somehow affronting her with such thoughts alone
>Your fortitude can only hold so long however as you find yourself sizing her up without even realizing it
>Trixie had a smaller frame but it supported larger assets
>The vision of her heaving chest as she sucked in deep breaths of air from breaking down the other night filled your head with a mix of emotions
>Primarily among them being guilt that the sight was inciting thoughts in your head very contradictory to the context in which it was seen
>Avoiding that particular image your mind finds its way to another snapshot in time
>As Trixie turned to head to her house before you both met at the bar your eyes couldn’t help but linger on her swaying hips

>>27725320
>She had certainly developed in the years since you had last seen her
>You could imagine yourself taking two large handfuls of her round rump and squeezing the soft mounds of tush
>Feeling yourself twitch you snap back to reality
>Did you really have to do this with every attractive girl you met? You think to yourself feeling perverted
>You quickly find a passable video trying to rid your head of the thoughts that nested there to little avail
>Once finished you dispose of the evidence and search your fridge for something to eat
>Grabbing some fruit you head back to the couch and plop down once more
>Your phone which you had tossed lay next to you and you lazily hit the home button to check the time
>A message displayed on the screen under the name Trixie
>You feel your brain lurch a little at the unexpected sight before opening the phone to see what the message said
>”Hey Anon. I just wanted to thank you again for last night. We should try and hang out more sometime ok? Maybe I can buy you a drink next time =P”
>You read over the message and type back a reply after a bit too much thought about your words
“Don’t tempt me, free booze and a night out with a nice lady can be hard to come by these days.”
>With the message sent you wait for a moment to see if she responds
>Your brain comes to the realization that you seem far more anxious about talking to her than you should be
>The wisp of thought soon vanishes as your phone buzzes on your leg
>”Haha we’ll see. How about some time next weekend?”
>Next weekend? Why not this one?
>You think about asking but she probably doesn’t want to go to the bar two days in a row and you decide to not question it
“Sounds good to me. Bar again?”
>Another pause as you wait for her reply
>”Could be fun. I’ll have to see if anything comes up first though
“Alright, just let me know when you can.”

>>27725331
>A minute or so passes and you feel as though that’s the last of the conversation you’ll be getting today
>Going back to your television you lay on the couch as the sun outside slowly droops through the sky making its way down to rest behind the landscape
>Night rolls around and you think back on the day
>You did all of jack shit
>Great fuckin’ day
>Stripping down to your boxers you plant your ass in bed and toss over yourself for a while before sleep once again overtakes you
>Sunday passes in a flash of chores and school work that leads quite quickly into Monday
>The proper start to the week drags on as it usually does and you find your thoughts drifting to daydreams of a much more exciting life
>You were never much one for self-inserting into things but that never mattered if the story came from your head anyway
>Flashes of battles never fought and surpassed hardships that never needed to be overcome to begin with drift through your mind’s theatre
>The rest of the week passes by in much the same fashion as lectures blend into one another from class to class
>Thursday as you’re heading out of the university building a spark of interest shines in a world of mottled with boredom
*Bzzt**Bzzt*
>Your phone makes itself apparent as you feeling its vibration reverberate throughout your leg
>It’s from Trixie
>”Hey Anon! So I know you said you wanted to go to the bar this weekend but I won’t be able to make it.”
>Shit
>”You did say you wanted to come and see one of my shows however. I managed to get booked at a semi-decent place downtown called The Mustang Lounge on Saturday. Are you interested in going to that instead?”
>Your cheeks pull your mouth apart in a wide smile
>Your fingers quickly tap out a reply and it’s sent on its way in a flash
>Somewhere out of sight a silver haired girl is infected as a smile is the most contagious of things

>>27725339
>The next day takes an eternity as your thoughts are enraptured by the thought of what tomorrow held in reserve
>In the time between you look up where and what kind of place The Mustang Lounge was
>From the pictures and reviews it just seemed like a show room for comedians and the like
>Nothing too extraordinary but not quaint or trashy either
>It would be a bit of a walk though
>For a moment you contemplate taking your bike and chaining it up but it may end up getting stolen anyway and you’d rather that didn’t happen
>Car was the way to go then it would seem
>You didn’t usually use your car as it was up there in years and you could walk to most places around town just fine anyway
>Looks like it would be your chariot to the grand occasion the following night
>Putting your phone away you busy yourself with work in an attempt to distract yourself
>This proves somewhat successful and sooner rather than later you find yourself stepping through the door serving as a portal to your abode
>You set your things down and grab some food from the fridge to eat while you kick back
>You make it most of the way to the couch before you stop and turn to your closet
>May as well figure out what attire you’d be sporting
>Another button down and jeans combo seems to be the way to go and you settle with your decision
>No reason to go crazy fancy as it didn’t seem to be too snazzy of an establishment
>Feeling comfortable with your decision you head back to the couch and flop like a dead weight after the long day
>A few minutes across town in a purple and blue trailer a harrumph sounds in the air
>”Where the hell are my good tights? I need them for tomorrow… I don’t usually get the chance to do shows in a place like this and it might give my career a little boost so I have to look my best; not to mention Anon will be there too… Ugh! How can I have lost them in a tiny dump like this?”

>>27725344
>She combs through the trailer throwing clothing and other various odds and ends around as she searches for her best uniform
>Fifteen minutes of looking go by and a sound rings out
>”Aha! There you are you little pain.”
>Pulling the garment from within the back of a drawer she lays it out with the rest of her performance attire on the small table where she ate her meals
>”I’m gonna have to iron all of this… ugh seriously?”
>Complaining to no one in particular she breaks out the ironing board from her tiny closet and goes to work
>The rays of the setting sun caressed down her back casting a shadow across her legs from the mass hanging above them that blocked the light
>Once the work was done and her shining companion found its being resting behind the world Trixie packed away her board and prepared for sleep
>Making her way to the general use showers in the trailer park she began going over her routine in her head as she went about her tasks
>Teeth found themselves brushed and flossed
>Skin found itself draped in the flowing serenity of warm water as she let it ease the tension in her muscles
>Steam found its way to the brain and thoughts found themselves drifting to how tired the day had made her
>She was always nervous about a show
>Always anxious that she’d mess up
>That she hadn’t prepared the right material
>Having her friend there wasn’t going to help matters much but the thought of a familiar face in the crowd brought some ease to her discomfort
>Soapy hands found their way over flesh unceremoniously as she scrubbed at the accumulated filth
>Toweling off and redressing she made her way home where she promptly stripped and donned her sleep attire
>A tight tank top clung to her chest and a strip of cloth nestled between her bare cheeks were all that covered her as she inspected a mirror

>>27725348
>Her hands came to cup her breasts
>They were too big in her opinion, not because she didn’t feel attractive with them but because the weight of them always bothered her
>At the very least they could help get her some show deals from old pervy business owners who liked to ogle her though
>Her hands slid down her stomach and back to her supple cheeks
>A soft squeeze emanated from her hands
>She always enjoyed the feeling as it brought some relaxation to her usually scattered thoughts
>Her ministrations subsiding she turned and flipped the light switch before crawling into bed
>Nerves about the following day kept her up for some time until even her buzzing mind calmed to match the stillness of the night

That's it for this dump guys. I'd like to thank you all for the feed back so far.

>>27718368
I won't lie that the story so far has mainly just been a vessel for character interaction; I might try to branch out from it a t some point but really that's what the story is about, the characters.

>>27724906
Thanks, I just try to portray things as realistically-ish as I can. I'm trying to update every night so the thread doesn't go belly up due to bored anons waiting on my ass all day only to end up not even getting an update. Plus I just like writing stuff like this cause I can just let it go wherever the hell I want it too without getting bogged down by details.

>>27725381
KEEP GOING

>>27725381
Is the last green you wrote gonna be canon?

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Burmp

>>27724007

wut?

>>27726752
Nah, it was more of a one-shot that kinda fell out of my head because the prompt and op pic got both my head and dick fired up. This will be a seperate story cannonically. I thought about just continuing from the other green but I just felt it wouldn't work out. Sex, to me, in real life or in a story is a turning point. It's a pivotal moment in a relationship and I feel like things kinda get bungled if sex happens before everything else. Now, mind you I don't think if you fuck a chick right off the bat you can't end up happy with her. It's just that tension and build up are important in romace stories and physicallity is a great way to create that. Basically I don't want to be blowing my load too early figuratively for me and literally for Anon.

>>27728198
Will anon get to pop it in her pooper?

>>27728218
Honestly I don't know man. I just kind of write this by the seat of my pants without planning much out. If it's any indication though I do love me a good ol' backdoor bonanza so there is that to keep in mind.

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>>27728398
Will there be a montage?

Bop

Boompidy

Beemp

>>27701364
>Watch, as the Great and Powerful Trixie dons a diaper
Anon: son of a bitch...

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Let's hope our write guys get back

>>27726373
fuck porygon

Bibady bump. I must read more

Bump da rump

My computer shit the bed. I don't think i'll be able to get it running again tonight but i'll definately try and post some tomorrow

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>>27733213
You better

I want to impregnate and marry Trixie

Boop

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>>27701168

Buop

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>>27703861

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>>27735070
Here, have some more

I really enjoy this story.

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Go away evil dogger

>>27725381
MORE

Bimp

>>27737763
go away evil dogger

>"Is write friend kill?"
Bump

>>27739399
No computer is actually potato

>>27739429
Boiled or 'mashed?

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>>27739543
French

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>>2773956

Computer has been un-fucked. Gonna get to work now.

Damn, i usually dont read any writefriend stuff, but this one crushed me entirely

Thats some amazing work bt

>>27740311
I can't tell if you're referring to the clop or my current story but thank you.

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>>27740201
Praise the demigod has returned!

Don die, I didnt type all this shit for nothing

>>27725381
>You awake the following morning and fix yourself a quick breakfast
>Once fed and watered (OJed?) you slip into an outfit and make your way out the door
>Turning down the street you stride towards the store that you had encountered Trixie at the week prior
>A small walk finds you at your destination and the automatic door swings forth to accommodate your passing
>You spend little time looking at unnecessary odds and ends as you have a singular item in mind for purchase
>You make your way to the refrigerated section of the store that also housed a floral display
>Searching around you find a small bouquet of red roses that despite the chilly temperatures outside were still enchanting in their beauty
>You spend some time finding a vase that also suits your purposes and remove it from its home on the shelf
>With your items in tow you make a B-line for the register
>The cashier gives a soft smile at your selection of items
>”So who’s the lucky lady?”
“Oh, just a friend, I’m going to see her put on a magic show tonight actually.”
>”Well I’m sure she’ll think they’re lovely regardless.”
>She wraps up your transaction and you bid her a good day as you head out the door and back towards your home
>Back at your place you fill the vase with water and drop the flowers in to preserve them until the coming night
>With little else to do you send a message to your newest old friend
“Ready for the show tonight?”
>A couple moments pass before your phone is sent to buzzing
>”Hey Anon, I’m actually just trying to get everything prepared for tonight. Always have to make sure I have everything in order you know?”
“Need help with anything?”
>”I think I shall be fine thank you. I have done this before you are aware =P”
“Alright oh miss Great and Powerful. Let me know if you do though.”

>>27741031
>”I should probably tell you that I’m allowed to have a guest in for free by the way. Just mention your name to one of the security guys at the door and they should let you in.”
“Oh what’s this? I feel so special haha.”
>”Maybe a little in the head =P”
>Your phone grows silent as the magician is probably busying herself with the task of preparing for the coming show
>You find yourself at a lack of what to do as the show wouldn’t be starting until roughly seven o’clock
>With several hours to kill you check your clothing to make sure all is in order
>Check
>Go to the gas station to fill up
>Check
>Make sure you have cash just in case anything fucky happens
>Check
>Succumb to boredom
>Triple check
>You pass the time the only way you know how as you sit at your computer and fire up a game
>A few hours pass as you play and before all too long enough time has passed for you to begin getting ready
>Entering the bathroom you stare into the mirror
>Stubble lines your face and with a shrug you reach for your razor and get to work
>After washing the hair remnants down the drain you inspect your smooth visage in the mirror
>A few cuts but aside from that you look clean and presentable
>You return your razor to its holder and undress before stepping into the shower
>Warm water runs along your skin as you absorb the heat into your pores
>Grease and grime slough off of you only to be replaced by the suds and lather of soap
>You massage a fragrant fruity conditioner into your hair after you rinse out the shampoo and let it smooth out your matted mess
>Rinsing the rest of your body you escape the steam cloud in which you had just been lounging
>You grab a towel and run it along your damp exterior as it absorbs the droplets racing down your form
>Stepping outside you let the rest of your body dry before fitting into a pair of boxer briefs

>>27741034
>You check the time and see that it’s four in the evening
>Planning to head out by five thirty you put on some deodorant and go about various other preparations
>Meanwhile across town Trixie has just hauled her trunk of various props into the back of The Mustang Lounge
>Heading to her dress room she props up the chest on a table next to a vanity mirror for her to prepare herself for the show
>Before going about any make up or clothing she exits the room and heads back out into the main room of the establishment
>A small to medium sized stage sat at the front of the room with several tables scattered throughout all lined with chairs
>the room itself was decently large and seemed to accommodate affair amount of people when the opportunity arose
>The room was bound to have a large crowd as many patrons came simply to eat and drink while Trixie’s show was a side of entertainment to go along with it
>Maneuvering through the maze of furniture Trixie found a man standing behind the bar
>”Hello, I am Trixie and I will be performing here tonight. I don’t suppose you know where the owner is do you?”
>”Yeah actually, he’s up in the sound booth with our IT guy. He was waiting for you to go over a few things.”
>”Ah, of course. Thank you.”
>Trixie follows the bartender’s finger to a set of stairs leading up to a balcony area
>More seating and tables sat in preparation for the evening’s guests and off to one side a small black booth with a control panel existed
>Two men stood behind the booth talking but as she approached turned to greet her
>”Ah, you must be Trixie! Great to have you, thanks for being available on such short notice. We were going to have a standup routine but the guy got a stomach virus and couldn’t make it.”
>”That is not to worry about; Trixie is always prepared to perform.”
>Trixie smiles warmly if not professionally at the owner

>>27741039
>”Great to hear. This here is Joseph by the way. He’ll be handling the sound for tonight’s events. If you have anything prepared just show him how you want it and he’ll make it happen.”
>Trixie turns to Joe and shakes his hand with a smile
>”I do actually have something to go along with my show if it won’t be too much trouble. I’ll go get prepped and we can start a run-through to make sure everything is working alright?”
>Joe nods in agreement and Trixie excuses herself to return to her backstage room to prepare
>Popping open the trunk on her table Trixie begins to take out numerous necessities for her show
>First she dons her outfit sans hat before turning her attention to a make-up kit
>A layer of foundation covers her face before a dose of mascara and a deep blue eye shadow find their way on as well
>A small dose of glitter is next on the list as Trixie sprinkles herself with the decoration
>Finally she applies a few small stars around the sides of her eyes as her favorite piece of flare
>Once prepared she latches the trunk shut and heaves it out onto the stage from behind and setting it behind her stool
>Removing a CD from the case she makes her way over to the sound booth once more and hands it over to Joe
>She gives him a run-down of what she will be doing and what kind of cues she will give for what music
>Finishing her instructions she heads down to the stage and prepares to run through her act to get any kinks out before show time
>Only a few minor mix ups are had and after a second, hasty, go Trixie feels confident that the show will go smoothly even with such little prep time
>Replacing everything back into her trunk she makes her way to the bar
>She gets herself a couple bottles of water from the bartender and head back on stage leaving one on her stool and then back into her room backstage
>She gets back to her room and sips from her bottle to ease her stomach as well as he thoughts

>>27741044
>Glancing at the clock she notices that it is nearly six and from outside she can hear the murmur of people as they enter the building ahead of time
>Leaning back in her seat she takes a deep breath and a long sigh escapes her lips
>Closing her eyes she lets her mind go calm and devoid of thought as she waited to be called for show time
>Half an hour earlier and most of the way across town you find yourself dressed in a nice-ish outfit with a vase of roses in hand as you head out your door
>Unlocking your car you sit and place your gift in the passenger seat
>Pulling out your phone you tap in the location and your GPS pulls up directions to the club
>The drive isn’t a long one but it takes a while to find parking as apparently this is a pretty popular place on Saturday nights
>Eventually you find a spot and make your way to the door with flowers in tow
>You feel strange walking past the line of people waiting to get in and a little silly given you’re carrying a vase but you saw no other way to go about it
>Coming up to a man checking ids you are halted
>”Line’s that way.”
>The bouncer points off in the direction of the growing crowd
“Yeah uh, my name’s Anon, Trixie said that you guys would be cool with me coming up like this…”
>”Ah alright, guest of the performer, I remember now. Go on in bud.”
>You thank the man and head inside to a rumble of noise as chatter fills the air around you
>A server comes up to you and shows you to a small two person table that’s close to the stage which was part of the reserved section
>Sitting you set your vase down next to your chair leg as your server informs you of the mandatory one drink per person minimum policy the bar has
>Hearing this you order yourself a beer and pay the waitress
>Guess being a VIP didn’t get you all the perks but it certainly was nice to get what you did
>Glancing around you see people chatting and drinking while waiting for the show of the night to begin

>>27741048
>The waitress soon returns and you sip on your own beer as the minutes tick by
>Slowly the area is filled with people as the patrons file into the building over time
>Once seemingly at capacity the doors are shut and a voice comes over the speakers
>”Welcome ladies and gentlemen to The Mustang Lounge. Tonight we will be having a special performance from The Great and Powerful Trixie in lieu of our scheduled comedian being unable to make the show tonight.”
>A few people seem surprised by the news and a few others let out disappointed exclamations but nothing too crass
>”We’ll be getting started in just a moment so sit back, relax, and enjoy the bar while you wait.”
>From a back room Trixie hears the announcement and her breath catches in her throat
>Nervousness overtook her as she twirls part of her hair while waiting to be called up to the stage to perform her show
>Twenty minutes pass before a knock sounds on her door and a head pokes through
>”You’re on girl.”
>Trixie’s heart skips a beat as she stands and checks herself one last time in the vanity mirror
>She then clips on her microphone before exiting the room and heading to the side of the stage
>Once there she sees the person who had called her from her room speak into a radio and after a moment the speakers come to life
>”Ladies and Gentlemen let us present to you tonight’s entertainment; please give a warm welcome to The Great and Powerful Triiiiiixie!”
>As her name is called she sets a wide smile on her face and steps out from the side of the stage to face the crowd
>A large number of people were present
>Certainly more than she had ever performed for
>She had been expecting a decent crowd however and didn’t falter at the sight
>Instead, with a sway of her hips and a wave of one of her hand she enters into the spotlight to a smattering of applause
>A few cat calls rise up from the men and whistles can be heard throughout the room

>>27741055
>Down in the crowd you watch as Trixie enters center stage and see exactly why she may have been getting attention from some of the guys at her shows
>Her outfit consisted of a low cut center piece which came down between her legs and up the backside which was framed by a vest that pushed her chest out even further
>Dark nylons covered her legs and shaped around her cushy backside which was draped in deep blue starry cape
>Atop her head rested her signature pointed hat with stars matching those on her cape
>She was quite a site to see and not in any unpleasant manner at that
>She scans the crowd for a second and spots you looking down with a smile at your presence
>”Hello everyone, how are we all tonight?”
>Trixie’s cheery tone rings out over the sound system
>A multitude of small cheers and claps resound from the crowd as they eagerly await the show
>”Very good, I hope you’re all prepared for a show tonight so let’s have some fun shall we?”
>Trixie prepositions to the crowd to get them involved and into the show with a notable amount of success
>”Tonight I will be doing a variety of tricks. Some of which will involve props…”
>She flourishes with her hand and a number of playing cards appear between her fingers
>A few *Ahhs* and laughs emanate from the crowd
>”…practical effects…”
>She snaps her opposite hand and small flame appears as if her thumb were a lighter
>More response from the crowd is heard this time with more enthusiasm
>Trixie then brings the flame under the cards and in flare of fire the cards disappear and the flame is extinguished
>Hoots and hollers ring out from the crowd gaining a wide smile from the performer
>”…and maybe even a volunteer! But for now why don’t we jump right in and see what I have in store for you tonight?”
>Applause from the crowd puts pep into Trixie’s step as she reaches down and unlatches her trunk even if roughly half the lounge was busier talking than watching the show

>>27741060
>You watch as she gets straight into the show wasting no time at all in an attempt to hold the attention of the rest of the crowd
>She begins with a variety of simple tricks to get the crowd into the show before moving on to more impressive feats
>As the show progresses the crowd becomes more invested as Trixie makes several objects appear, disappear, transform, and more over the course of the hour and a half long show
>As the show goes on and begins to wind down Trixie calls out to the crowd
>”Now for my last trick I will be needing a volunteer to assist from the crowd.”
>Several hands are raised and Trixie eyes them carefully before choosing a woman near the side of the crowd
>”Yes I think you’ll do just fine!”
>She points at the woman who begins making her way towards the stage
>Once she’s on stage Trixie explains to the crowd
>”Now, I will be having our lovely volunteer here hold this scarf for me.”
>She hands the woman a multicolored cloth as she says the words
>”I’d like you to pick a color on this scarf and concentrate very hard on it. Can you do that for me?”
>The woman nods in affirmation
>”Wonderful! I’m going to have you hold this in your hands now covering it up so that we can’t see it ok?”
>She places her hands over volunteers and closes them over the cloth
>”Now look deep into my eyes dear and imagine that color you picked very hard. Think about the color, what kinds of objects hold that color, why you picked it and what it means to you.”
>Saying this Trixie steps back and holds her hands at her sides
>”Now if you’d be so kind as to blow on your hands for me dear.”
>The volunteer does as she’s asked as a few people in the crowd laugh
>”Now please open your hands!”

>>27741063
>The woman does so and a cheer goes out from the crowd as there is nothing remaining where the cloth once was
>Trixie walks over to the volunteer and places both her hands over the woman’s shaking them dearly
>”Thank you you’ve been a wonderful assistant!”
>The woman looks slightly confused as she asks why the color she chose mattered as her hands are still held by Trixie’s
>”Well it really doesn’t actually, why, what color did you choose?”
>The woman replies that she had chosen red
>”Ah, well in that case.”
>With a flourish Trixie removes her hands from the woman’s producing a red cloth of the same size as the original
>The crowd cheers around you as you applaud with a smile on your face
>Trixie takes the astonished woman’s hand and bows with her before sending her off stage and back to her seat
>”I’d like to thank you all; you’ve been a wonderful crowd tonight! I have been The Great and Powerful Trixie! Goodnight!”
>The crowd’s cheers intensify as she bows once more before exiting the stage
>You applaud with the crowd until most of the excitement fades and the lounge patrons turn to each other in conversation once more
>You pull out your phone and sent a quick message to Trixie asking where you could meet her after she was changed
>A decent amount of time passes as you sit in your seat finishing your second beer when a buzz from your phone vibrates through your leg
>”Hey! I’m out in the lobby area right now, why don’t you come meet me there?”
>You grab your vase and rise from your seat heading out to the front entrance of the building holding the present behind your back
>You get there to find Trixie waiting for you with a beaming smile on her face
>She’s now wearing her star spangled hoodie but underneath you can still see the nylons covering her legs
>”Anon! I’m so glad you came. Did you like it?”

>>27741067
“I loved it! You were great up there!”
>You both excitedly chatter about how the show went for a minute before you stop her
“Here…”
>You bring the flowers out from behind your back
“…these are for you.”
>You smile as Trixie’s eyes widen and her mouth hangs lightly open
>”Anon! You shouldn’t have.”
“Hey, you were performing so I thought you deserved something nice for your trouble. Besides it’s kind of a customary thing at shows right?”
>Trixie giggles at your uncertainty before taking a deep breath of the flowery scent
>”Thank you Anon, you’re the greatest you know that?”
“Well, maybe second greatest.”
>You both laugh at the implication of her stage name as a group approaches the two of you
>A few loud men stumble over in an obvious state of deep inebriation towards the two of you
>Once whistles while another steps up sloppily
>”That was one hell of a show you got there lady! Never seen anything like it!”
>All the while he’s talking the man sways in place where he stands with his friends not far behind him doing much the same
>”Thanks you, I’m glad you enjoyed the show.”
>Trixie reply graciously, obviously having seen this kind of thing before
>”Maybe next time you could choose me as a volunteer. I’d be really good at making those clothes disappear if you know what I mean.”
>A dopey grin slides onto his face as his friends erupt behind him
>You see a blush on Trixie’s face at the situation but her face is scrunched in annoyance
>”Perhaps, but something tells me you lack the necessary…aptitude, to help one such as I.”
>The man’s grin falls from his face as his friends’ laughter shift from Trixie onto his own misfortune
>He swivels his head back at his friends before turning around to open his mouth once more
>You see this coming and cut him off however
“Trixie and I were just about to head out actually. Why don’t you say goodbye Trix?”

>>27741071
>Taking your cue she follows suit
>”Have a nice night ‘gentlemen’.”
>You both turn and leave the sloshed brigade to sort themselves s out
>Turning to a door that says backstage Trixie leads you past a few hallways to where her room was
>She asks you to wait outside while she packs a few things
>You do and after a moment she reappears from behind the door with her Trunk in tow
“You heading out now?”
>”Yeah I was going to. I already got my check from the owner and he said he’d give me a call if he had any more availability seeing as how the show went off really well.”
“That sounds great! Want me to walk you to your car?”
>Trixie looks up at you with her head tilted and a small chuckle
>”I don’t have a car Anon.”
“How did you get here then? Don’t tell me you walked all this way?”
>”No nothing like that, I got a taxi is all.”
>You roll your eyes bemused
“Why didn’t you just call me for a ride?”
>Trixie looks down at her trunk
>”I couldn’t ask you to come out to my show and then ask you for a ride to it too. That would just be rude.”
“You know I wouldn’t mind. Come on, I’ll take you home.”
>You take Trixie’s case from her ignoring her objections and have her show you out the side door of the building
>Making your way to your car you pop the trunk and drop the case inside before closing it up
>Trixie plops down in the passenger seat as you sit on the driver’s side and fasten your seat belt
>Trixie looks out the window and windshield letting her eyes drift awkwardly
“You hungry?”
>She turns to look at you and her contorts showing you the answer before she even speaks
>”God yes, I haven’t eaten like all day.”
“How’s Denny’s sound? Breakfast for dinner?”
>Her eyes brighten at the prospect and she agrees that it sounds like a wonderful idea
>You turn the key and your car’s engine rumbles to life as you pull out of your parking spot and towards the diner back by both of your homes

>>27741072
Alright guys that's it for tonight. Made it extra long cause I missed yesterday. Sorry about that.

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>>27741072
>Denny’s
Great, now I've got the urge for a Grand Slamwich

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>>27741044
>This here is Joseph by the way

>>27741034
If I may make a suggestion, expand a little on Anon's thoughts/feelings in regards to the evening ahead. Or perhaps he could reminisce on some of his brief encounters from the past with Trixe, or hell, females in general. Anything to break up this step-by-step grooming process. Padding to make good pace for your story is important, but you want the padding to be at least mildly significant.

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If I may ask BT, from the way you discribed trixies outfit, does it look something like this?

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>>27742545
UUUUUUUNNNF

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>>27742545
No, the OP is what the writefriend described. But your image is still able to expand dongs

>>27742545
Yeah, I'd say that's close, obviously just not as stylized though.

>>27741522
I'll try to incorporate it. Just kind of weird to think about doing that thing in a second person narrative given the fact I'm essentially telling the ready how their life played out.

>>27742545
>>27742933
I'll try and find a picture that exemplifies the outfit. I'd say it's kind of a mix between the Op image and this anon's image.

>>27742939
Also this is me, forgot to namefag.

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>>27742545
>>27742933
I'd say it's basically this except with nylons instead of fish nets. In my head I was also thinking of gloves like in the OP but I seem to have forgotten to put that in the description in the story.

>>27743012
>Gloves
Like in this pic?
>>27709944
Or fully covering the hands and fingers?

Awesome story. BUMP

>>27743035
Op pic style. Fully covering

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>>27743354
Like this?

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Buu bump... Buu bump

>>27745265
Man... I know how dangerous it is, but that thing looks adorable. The big eyes, compared to its body.

>>27744403
Yes, just not velvet

>>27745929
I keep not namefagging like an idiot.

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>>27745929
Correction, I believe that color is blue suede

>>27746601
Velvet is a type of fabric friendo.

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>>27748224
Brown crown, are you almost ready for the plot to continue?

I will save this thread forever

>>27737763
go away evil dogger

>>27749772
>ray
i like u friendo i really do

>>27750110
Are you Vav?

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>>27741194

Bump bibidy bump

>>27737763

go away, evil dogger

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Where the fuck is writefriend?

P

Hey guys, sorry about kind of just up and disappearing. Life gets in the way as you all probably know and doing this daily was fine for a while but school is catching up with me so updates will be less frequent. I'll hopefully be able to write some tonight And i do want to because i think the diner scene could be quite cute but i have a calc test tomorrow so we'll see how things go. Keep in mind i am not dead and neither is my story so don't fret.

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>>27754608
Okay we wait.

>>27754608
Niga, i just had my calc 3 test today. I hope you do well. Mine was over partial derivatives, continuity, and max/min. Shits hard if you dont practice

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Bump to keep this thread alive

>>27754715
Calc 2 here, integration by parts, partial fraction decomposition, and trigonometric integrals oh my.

>>27755028
Can we get a cuddle green?

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>>27755028
>>27755298
Sure

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>>27701168
If she started twerking with club music i would instantly cum enough to fill a whole football stadium

>>27755028
>>27755298
>you will never cuddlefuck Trixie.

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>>27701494
Words havent made my dick that hard in years

>>27701619
I have an ass fetish so my boner is on the moon now

>>27745265
Ugh... Applebee's? Again?

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>>27756396
I like Applebee's though.

I is writtin' so you'd best not flat line on me.

>>27756806
Still here

>>27756806
It's not gonna 404 on me.

>>27741072
>The drive is short and on the way you recount your favorite parts of the show to Trixie
>She smiles to herself the whole way with warmth emanating from her chest
>Rumbling through the parking lot you place yourself in front of the diner
>It was pushing later into the night and there were only a few people left inside
>Holding the door for Trixie you let her address the waitress who eyes her attire curiously
>”Two please.”
>The waitress refrains from asking and grabs a pair of menus and leads you off to a mostly secluded corner
>You slide into the booth across each other and take the menus as the waitress is off to fetch your drinks
>You decide what you’re going to have and set down the menu as your friend continues to browse through her own
>Her eyes are barely visible as the pointed hat she had left atop her head obscures most of her face
“Whatchu gonna get?”
>Trixie peers up over the menu and smiles with a devilish flash of teeth
>”The Lumberjack Slam.”
>You look her up and down her small frame as one of your eyebrows travels north
“You’re gonna eat all that? By yourself?”
>”And a shake! I feel like celebrating how well the show went tonight so why not?”
>You shrug
“Guess I may as well get one too then.”
>At this point the waitress returns to deliver your drinks and take your orders
>Departing from your table she leaves the two of you alone once more
>A silence reigns supreme until a somewhat puzzled look dawns on Trixie’s face

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>>27757100
>”So Anon, it just occurred to me that even though we used to be friends I never really learned all that much about you. Not much has changed in the past week either. Tell me something about yourself.”
>The question catches you a little off guard so you take a moment to think
>Seeing your pause Trixie prompts you to get the gears turning
>”Come on, what kind of stuff do you enjoy doing? Art? Exercising? Anything?”
>”Well I play a lot of videogames, I always have since I was a kid. Just kind of what I do to pass the time I guess. I assembled my own computer about a year ago actually so I could play on there. Not gonna lie, I felt pretty proud of myself when the thing actually turned on and didn’t explode.”
>You chuckle a bit at the thought
>You then grimace at the thought of how long it took you figure out what the hell was happening with it when you first put it together
>Stupid BIOS wouldn’t load properly
>A giggle brings you out of your reflection
“What?”
>”You make faces when you’re really thinking about stuff.”
>You realize that you had been doing just that as well as moving your hands along with the emotions you were feeling as you remembered you PC troubles
“I don’t do that a lot do I?”
>”Only when you zone out.”
>Another laugh comes from within her chest
>You sit abashedly with your hands now at your sides on the booth bench
>”What else you got? Favorite music?”
>She ceases her tittering to set the conversation back on track
>You receive your plates and you thank the waitress before replying
“Mostly rock and alternative stuff, really whatever has good composition and lyrics that aren’t along the lines of ‘we in da club, les get wasted and snort coke’
>You fake a ghetto accent to punctuate your slang receiving a light laugh from the focus of your attention as you chuckle along with her
“What about you?”

>>27757103
>Trixie nods her head in agreement at the sentiment
>”I like a lot of stuff. I can’t say I have one particular favorite but I like smoother and softer music whenever I’m just trying to zone out. It’s like I’m able to just float away in a dream for a little while. That’s not to say I don’t like rock and stuff too. It just depends on my mood I guess.”
>She shrugs punctuating her sentiment
“I guess you’ll just have to show me what you mean sometime then.”
>You remark with a smirk which is returned in similar fashion by Trixie
>”I could come over to your place sometime. We could fool around and do it then.”
>The accidental innuendo catches your mind and it shows on your face all too well apparently as the meaning is not lost on Trixie either
>”Not like that you perv. Sheesh.”
>She laughs as patches of blood stamp themselves on your cheeks
>Not being one to let such a thing slide you put forth a retort
“Well it’s not like I’m the one walking around in pantyhose that shows off most of my butt.”
>Her mouth falls open in mock offense as you poke fun at her
>Both of you let out a quick laugh and the slight tension eases
“You know it’s not really surprising that guys try to hit on you after a show given what you wear during it
>You let your finger trail up and down over her form indicating her outfit
>She sighs raising her hands before letting them drop once more
>”Well you know what they say. Flaunt it if you got it and Trixie knows that she certainly has it.”
>A cocksure smile drifts over her as her eyes narrow slightly and she slips into her stage personality
>One of her hands came to rest down below the table presumably on a hip
>You crack a smile forcing her out of her confident composure as she begins to smile right back at you
>Trixie finally looks down at her plate and picks up her fork
>The conversation abates slightly as you both begin to dig into your food

>>27757106
>True to her word Trixie wastes little time seemingly inhaling her food only stopping occasionally to take a sip from her drink
>She cleans her plate far before you do and leans back on the seat with a content sigh
>You eventually clear your plate as well and push it towards the center of the table to clear a space for your elbows which you then rest your chin on
>A few minutes trail on becoming lost to the ebb and flow of time before the curious expression returns to Trixie’s face
>”So why do you like games so much Anon?”
“What do you mean?”
>”Well, like, what makes you enjoy them so much. There has to be a reason behind it. You seem to enjoy them more than anything else at least.”
>You had never really thought about it before in truth
>It had just been your favorite hobby for as long as you could remember
>You take a moment to search yourself before replying
“Well… I guess it’s because I like stories so much. I like being able to lose myself in some other world for a while. I can be whoever I want when I’m playing a game, a super soldier, an adventurer or an explorer, all sorts of things. I can be a hero; I can be important and feel like I’m making a difference in the world even if that world is just someone else’s creation. Honestly I’ve always wished there was something more to life… it just feels like I’m going from point A to point B sometimes and it’s a drag.”
>You pause for another moment to collect your thoughts which you had let flow freely from your maw
“I like to think that if I was actually in some of the situations I’m in in a game that I’d be able to handle myself. That I’d be able to pull through and dig deep and be the hero that everyone needs. It would just be nice to feel like I was doing something special with my life instead of just going to college and getting a job. That’s boring, I don’t want my life to end up like that you know?”

>>27757112
>Once more you stop and take a deeper breath before continuing
“I also like the challenge. I feel like if I can overcome something in a game with enough resolve and dedication I could be able to do it in the real world but that’s not always how it works… Sometimes I just feel like grinding to a halt and saying ‘Fuck it’ and just chasing after some crazy dream my head cooks up. But then my rational side kicks in and thinks of all the consequences, all the problems it would cause and I just let it drift out of my head.”
>Trixie stares at you unsure of how to respond
>You realize that you had just revealed a deep part of yourself to her, a part that even you hadn’t noticed was there until that very moment
>You’ve been staring off at some blurred object the entire time you’d been talking as emotions flashed through your mind in time with the words from your throat
>Your mind keeps turning and you look up to meet her eyes
“I guess I’m scared Trixie. I’m scared that none of what I’m doing matters in the slightest. I start thinking like this and it dawns on me how insignificant most of what I do must be in the scheme of things. My head just snowballs full of thoughts until I end up giving myself a mild existential crisis about it all. That’s usually when I turn on a game and let my mind get lost from itself again. Keeps me from thinking too much. God knows I have plenty of time for it since I hardly ever have anything to do outside my normal routine.”
>Realizing your vision had glazed over once more you re-focus on Trixie
>Her head is slightly down and a somber expression adorns her rounded face
“Sorry… I must be such a buzz kill.”
>You force a heartless laugh out of yourself hoping to lighten the mood
>It doesn’t do much to change Trixie’s countenance
>”I think I can relate to that pretty well actually Anon.”

>>27757115
>You search her eyes as they seem to stare at a distant image in her mind’s eye
>What she sees there you can only wonder
>”I know that I used to always say that I wanted to do magic to make people happy; and I do don’t get me wrong, but I guess I also do it because I don’t want to just lead a normal, boring, life. Not a lot of people took notice of me in high school and the ones who did mostly just made fun of me. I know you were nice to me and a few others too but even then we were only more like acquaintances than anything else.”
>She pauses and removes her hat from her head to stare down into it as though the site were a rapturous abyss for her to plummet into
>”I was always the ugly little duckling, the odd one out. I hated it, every minute of it. So when we started nearing the end of high school I told myself what I would do. I’d start my own magic act and become as famous as I could. I just wanted people to look at me like I was normal for once; I wanted everyone to love me. After I graduated I used what little money I had to buy my trailer and a proper show costume along with some props and started looking for work as the one and only Great and Powerful Trixie. I took on a new persona; I started acting like a pompous snob to anybody who talked to me. I was delusional; thoughts of fame filled my head and I let it get the better of me for far too long.”
>She pauses to collect herself for a moment
>You’ve been watching a stream of emotions play out over her face this entire time whilst listening to her speak
>Sadness, longing, resentment, shame, anger, and exacerbation as her mind spirals from one fault to another in the story that was her life over the past few years

>>27757118
>”Soon enough I had driven away the few friends I had and before I knew it I was broke and living out of a trailer park. The oh so Great and Powerful Trixie, hardly able to get by with enough money to feed herself. The realization hit pretty hard when I saw where I had wound up… God I must sound so pathetic.”
>She stops and clasps her hands in front of her looking down at them while taking a deep breath
>Righting herself as the waitress comes back to deposit the shakes in front of you and take your empty plates
> Trixie says a quick “Thank you” dismissing the woman once more before reaching for her drink
>You follow suit and take as long a draught of the thick liquid as you can
>You sit drinking in silence for a while simply processing what you had said and heard while enjoying your shake
“Well if it’s pathetic at least you got someone else in the same boat. And it’s not like there isn’t still time to change things. Just gotta be brave enough to try and do it.”
>She contemplates your words and nods her head while sipping her drink but remaining quiet
>The silence remains willingly unlike some of the previous pregnant pauses
>You assume she’s spinning around in her own mind much like you had been a moment before
>She seems out of it even which you attribute to her long day
>Her tired state is plainly apparent from her drooping eyes
“You about ready to head out?”
>Trixie takes a few last sips from her shake which elicits a suckling, popping, sound from the remaining fluid
>Putting down her now empty drink she nods and you head to the register together
>After paying you both exit the building into the night
>You dig in your pocket and check the time on your phone
>It was nearing eleven at night and the amount of cars on the road had decreased significantly
>Leading the way to your car you press the fob granting access to the vehicle

>>27757122
>Popping open your door you drop down into your seat and Trixie takes her place to your right
>Once more the engine revs to life with a turn of the key
>Shifting into gear you head out of the parking lot and along the road
>After a few minutes of comfortable silence you pass by the building your apartment rested in
>You point out the window as Trixie’s eyes follow your gaze taking note of the location after you mention its significance
>Not too long afterwards you make it to the front of the park in which Trixie stayed
>She instructs you what sequence to push as you roll up to the gate pad
>A few quick taps send the gate swinging inward and you pull the car through
>Coming to a stop on the road not far from Trixie’s place you pop the trunk and remove her luggage for her dragging it to the front steps
>For the second time you stand apart with her in the frame of the doorway and you staring up at her
“Thanks for letting me come watch your show Trix. It was really cool.”
>She smiles down at you
>”It was nothing, really, thank you for coming. And for hefting my stuff around.”
>She gives a coy laugh as she pulls on the handle of the trunk
“No problem. I doubt you’d be able to get it around by yourself anyway.”
>Your teasing brings her eyes back to life for a moment
>”Trixie is more than exceedingly capable on her own thank you very much.”
>She whips her hair for emphasis on the exaggerated words
>You share a laugh which transforms into a yawn that passes from her to you
>Closing your mouth you bring the stalemate to an end
“Well it seems like you’re about to pass out so I’ll let you go. I’ll see you around alright Trixie?”
>She nods
>”Goodnight Anon.”

>>27757129
>Waving you turn around and head for your car as she hefts the equipment inside
>The trip home is a short one but it is punctuated by the scent of Trixie’s perfume that had remained within your car after she had left
>Tending to your nightly rituals you switch off the lights and fall upon your bed
>Without warning you are swallowed into the swirling abyss of dreams
>Your mind is hazy as warmth spreads across your face
>You feel a soft sensation drift across your mouth and pressure on your nether regions
>Pulling back you find Trixie sitting in your lap with a thin film of saliva coating her lips
>Her silver hair falls down in curls to her shoulders from underneath her tilted hat
>Gyrating her hips you stir within your pants and she once more leans down to take your lips between the cushy embrace of her own
>The sensation of clouds drifting over your lips is felt and a vibration rings from the body in front of you as a moan reverberates from it
>You reach down and plant your hands on soft flesh massaging it with your hands
>A sudden cold creeps over your body however
>The sensations once vivid now feel as though they’re fading away and quickly the world goes black around you
>You sit up in your bed as you wake up
>Checking the time you see that it’s roughly seven in the morning
>An uncomfortable stiffness emanates from your crotch as you lay back down attempting to fall once more into the warm embrace of your dreams
>You’re met with no success unfortunately, and with a groan you rise to begin your day

That's it for tonight guys. Sorry if this got a bit wordy. I just didn't feel like going back and breaking it all up once I'd typed it out. More to come at some time in the future. Probably Wednesday.

>>27757145
Keep up the good work!

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>>27756024
Those are very cute and good styles But is it better than the original?

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JvSFIi1K1Ik&autoplay=1

>>27757903
Whatever happened to her two stage assistants, are they still in CHS?

What were their names?

>>27758532
Apparently "Fuchsia Blush" for the one on the left and "Lavender Lace for the one on the right (http://mlp.wikia.com/wiki/Trixie_and_the_Illusions)

>>27757676
Nothing is better than the originals.

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Qt

>>27750549
xraaay and vaaaaav

Experliarmus

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>>27760286
What show is that from?

>>27760286
i like funhaus more than AH

>>27760665
it's a cartoon made by Rooster Teeth called X-Ray and Vav. It's based on a bunch of in-jokes made throughout the years of their Let's Plays in Achievement Hunter.

Only 8 more hours til story time. Can't wait.

>>27757145
>>27762092
>More to come at some time in the future.
>Probably wednesday

That's some optimistic thinking there friendo

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>>27759416
It's a good day to have a glasses fetish

>>27701168
Yes.

>>27759416
Cute

>>27757145
Loving the details and character depictions. It's a difficult task to get lustful readers emotionally invested. Awesome job and thanks for the time.

>>27759416
>You will never have a sperg nerdy Trixie as your gf,

>>27765310
Why do you hurt me?

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>>27765672

Skiddly

Diddly

>>27737763

go away evil dogger

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>Page 10
>mfw

>>27737763
That dog looks cute.

So....while we wait for this green? Anyone reading other good greens?

>>27769287
Just re read the Trixie movie night green, pretty cute

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>>27768476
>mfw ant image

>>27769778
Link to story m8. Or just pastebin?

Just found this thread and caught up with the story. Amazing work writefag, loving trix, she's so cute and adorable while keeping true to her canon persona well. It's fab! Can't wait for more

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Brownie, baby, where are you?

>>27770717
I'm here. I'll write the next portion tonight. Tuesday and Thursday I have class like all day (7am-10pm) so I'm usually too drained to think clearly enough to write by the time I have the chance.

>>27765287
>>27770412
Also, thank you for the kind words friends. I wasn't sure how I was going to depict Trixie at first but I think I've found a happy medium between being true to her character while also keeping her personality a little less vain.

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>>27771492
Don't worry none of your work has been in vain, Trixies has been quite the Happy Medium

>>27771536
God damn it Carlos