Trixie and the Wrong Anon -Complete-

>Trixie was working on putting together a jigsaw puzzle.
>For some reason, she was getting a lot of satisfaction from this simple for entertainment.
>Watching the tiny bits go together as they slowly assemble an image, it was satisfying.
>Half way through, the image of a Pegasus asleep on a cloud began to take shape.
>Trixie breathed a sigh of relief as she realized that she was in the final stretch.
>She didn't always play with puzzles, often times putting them off as simple foals games.
>But even the Great and Powerful Trixie couldn't help but give into her own temptations.
>After all, it's just one of the things that makes her unique.

>Trixie looked up from the puzzle as someone entered her wagon.
>"Ah, Anon! You've returned!" She exclaimed.
>Anon carried about ten paper bags filled with various food stuffs and cosmetics.
"I've got your groceries, now what about your end of the bargain?"
>"Oh of course Anon, of course!" Trixie stood and walked over to Anon.
>She began peering into the bags, looking for something.
>"Of course I'm also going to need some time to work on the spell for the portal."
"How long is that supposed to take?" Anon sighed.
>"It depends on how long it takes for you to put these groceries away."
>Anon sighed and began the long process of putting away the items Trixie had him purchase for her.
>He was quite desperate to head back home.
>Trixie chuckled as she began mixing the ingredients to make another portal.
>She was sure that she wouldn't need to do this again, so she had only enough for one portal.
>After all, why would any one want to leave Equestria?

>It took Anon around an hour to put away Trixie's groceries while it only took Trixie ten minutes to prepare the spell.
>All she needed to do was cast a teleportation spell on the mixture before her and a portal would open for Anon.
>Simple.
>However, Trixie was more than willing to milk this opportunity for everything it was worth.
>She was going to test just how willing Anon was to go home.
>After all, how often does fate just drop a chance like this on Trixie's doorstep?
>"So Anon," Trixie said, batting her eyelashes, "The portal is ready... But there's one more thing that I want you to do."
"What? Anything to leave."
>He sounded desperate.
>Excellent.
>"I live alone Anon, and I don't get to hang around too many other ponies while traveling..."
>Trixie circled around Anon, such as a cat would circle its owner.
>"And I get very bored, and need some sort of... Relief."
>Trixie brushed against Anons legs now.
"What do you have in mind."
>"You're tense Anon, please, sit back and relax for a moment."
"I want to leave."
>"Just mull this decision over for a bit. Let the Great and Powerful Trixie keep you for just a little bit longer."

"I don't want to stay here."
>"Now Anon, I thought that you'd want to stay, isn't that what you've always wanted?"
>Trixie did not like it when they played hard-to-get.
>"I thought that you'd want to stay with me for at least a little while... So we can have a little bit of fun." Trixie teased.
"No. Maybe before, but not now."
>This wasn't working.
>"Damn it all Anon, here's your choice," Trixie snapped, "You do me and you get to leave, or I turn you into to a newt and you never go home."
>Trixie couldn't actually turn him into a Newt, or any small animals of any kind.
>She just hoped Anon wouldn't call her bluff.
"So be it then."
>It worked!
>By Celestia's golden sun it worked!
>Trixie hadn't been in this kind of position, no pun intended, for a very long while.
>Not since that party in Fillydelphia.
"But on one condition."
>Oh, so he was calling the shots now.
>"And what might that be?"
"I'll take the lead."

>Lead?
>What did Anon mean by lead?
>Wasn't this supposed to be a cooperat-
>Anon unzipped his pants, pulling them down to his knees.
>He grabbed the back of Trixie's head, burying his fingers in her mane, and pulled her muzzle to his crotch.
>So this is what he meant.
"What are you waiting for." He moaned.
>"Well you don't have to be so pushy."
>Trixie began licking.
>Anon already had a bit of a lead thanks to Trixie's teasing, but she was going to have to get him the rest of the way before they would have any real fun.
>It wasn't long until Anon was raging and in Trixie's face.
>He proceeded to then pull Trixie even farther in, forcing himself into her, making her gag.
>He then pulled her off.
>Trixie coughed, "Be gentle to Trixie, she wants to enjoy this too."
"Sorry, I got carried away. Let's try to go a bit slower. And use your tongue. I liked that."

>Anon began to move Trixie's head back and forth.
>Back and forth.
>Back and forth.
>The motion soon went faster as it went on.
>As Anon went faster he began to put two hands on Trixie's head, getting more control.
>Trixie couldn't help but feel that she was being used, but she would get her turn, she'd see to that.
>Trixie did her best to use her tongue, but eventually found it too difficult and left all the act to Anon.
>And then he came.
>He didn't pull out, releasing into Trixie's throat.
>Of course it was too much, and Trixie couldn't help but choke as she tried to swallow.
>This was no stallion load, but at least they didn't cum straight down her throat.
>Anon pulled Trixie off and she coughed up whatever she couldn't swallow, spitting cum on the wooden floor.
"There. We're done."
>"No," Trixie groaned, "We're just getting started."

"We're done. Send me home."
>"We're not done until I say we're done."
>Trixie is the unicorn.
>Trixie has the magic.
>Trixie calls the shots.
>And Trixie is not satisfied.
"We. Are. Done."
>"Keel up it up Anon, and I'll decide to keep you for myself."
>And it gets lonely out on the road, and Trixie was growing tired of taking care of herself.
"One more." Anon negotiated.
>"Anon, on your back."
>Anon did as he was told, laying on the floor.
>"I run this show now." Trixie stood over Anon, "And the Great and Powerful Trixie ends her show whenever she feels is necessary."

>Trixie sat on Anon's dick, pushing it's head into his stomach.
>She then began sliding up and down it, rubbing herself on Anon.
>Eventually, he came, shooting the load across his shirt
>Anon reached up to push Trixie off.
>But Trixie was only getting him warmed up.
>Trixoe used her magic to hold Anons arms down.
"What the fuck?"
>"You will not ruin this for me, Anon. Trixie will get session that she deserves."
>Trixie then allowed Anon into her.
>This was her first time in a while with a real mate, but she knew what she what to do.
>Trixie spun around and faced away from Anon.

>This was a position that Trixie always wanted to try.
>She couldn't quite remember the name of it.
>Reverse something.
>She shrugged and began moving.
>Of course Anon protested, after all, it wasn't his choice to be here.
>According to him, she had the wrong Anonymous.
>How many more could there possibly be?
>But then again, it made sense that the /o/ wouldn't be interested in Equestria, with their lack of "cars".
>While Trixie rode Anon, she couldn't help but think of which Anonymous she'd portal in next.
>Perhaps one of the /a/ ones, maybe they wouldn't flip out and embarrass Trixie like the /mlp/ Anons.
>Anon finished with a shudder.
>He was low on fuel, no doubt tired from the ordeal.
>"Goodbye." Trixe said.
>In a flash, Anon disappeared.
>It was a weird feeling while he was still inside her.
>Trixie walked over to her bed and pulled out a list from under way the mattress.
>With a smile, she crossed out /o/.
>Maybe tomorrow she would take /h/ Anon instead, he's bound to know something.
>Or maybe get the /b/ Anon out of the way now, she'd hate to know what they're like.

>The End