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- >Be ThingPone
- >The show was nice
- >You guess
- >But you couldn't help but notice your husbando was still making googly eyes at Trixie
- >You love him
- >You do
- >But he said he wouldn't do that
- >It's not his fault, though
- >Like he said, it's very human
- >So you'll find some sort of way to reconcile this all
- >...
- >You can think of one
- >Although
- >Anon would not like it, perhaps
- >In fact, he's said not to do it
- >He's not the boss of you, though
- >Even if you respect him deeply
- >Hm
- >The crowd is dispersing
- >Soon, only you and Anon are left
- >"Well, that was pretty good." Anon says
- "Mhm~"
- >"Is it okay with you if I go take care of my appointment with Applejack now, just to have it done?"
- >You nod
- "Sure, sure, I have some stuff I need to do myself
- >"See ya later, then!"
- >Anon gives you a quick kiss, then heads off to Sweet Apple Acres
- >First of all, you find all of Amber's friends - or at least the one you didn't see at the show - and spread the gossip of you and anon being together
- >When you get back to town, you see Trixie has moved her stuff outside of the town centre
- >Perfect
- >You pass Snips and Snails as they're heading back into town, looking awestruck and lovestruck at the same time
- >Someone's been visiting their hero
- >You head up to Trixie's wagon and step up to the door
- >You hesitate for a moment
- >Why are you hesitating?
- >You've been in situations much worse than this
- >Without flinching, even
- >Okay, what are you trying to accomplish here?
- >Well, Anon seems to want to fuck Trixie
- >You want Anon to want to fuck you
- >So you would logically Assimilate Trixie
- >Like you told Anon, it wouldn't be murder or anything
- >And yet, you promised him not to do that to any other ponies
- >Not even ones you're sure nopony would miss
- >That's a terrible thing to say, but it is fairly certain nopony would truly notice if Trixie was gone
- >You got the impression Trixie was a lonely pony
- >Or, Amber did
- >A pang of guilt shoots through you again
- >You can't do this to more ponies
- >It's not right
- >It's not what your husbando would want
- >But...
- >You're curious
- >Do you need to consume somepony entirely to be able to copy them?
- >You've never tried not to before
- >Because usually, it's been prudent to get rid of the body
- >So if you could copy someone from a little bit of DNA...
- >That raises so many philosophical implications
- >Not that you care that much
- >You finally reach out and knock on the door
- >"Come back tomorrow! The Great and Powerful Trixie needs her beauty sleep!"
- >You sigh, then knock again
- >"Are you deaf? Did Trixie not say to come back tomorrow?!"
- >You wonder if you ought to keep your pony disguise while doing this, or if that would compromise you
- >You'd figure something out
- >A third time, then
- >Trixe angrily pulls the door open
- >Before she can say anything, you pounce on her, knocking her into the wagon, out of general line of sight
- >"What is the meaning of this?! Release Trixie this instant!"
- >You buck the door closed
- >Then use a tentacle to snuff out the candle on her desk
- "Shh, don't worry~"
- >You coo as softly as you can
- >Then you plant your lips on hers in a deep, passionate kiss
- >She struggles against you
- >You shoot your tongue-tentacle down her throat, deep into her
- >Another tentacle turns into a miniature stinger
- >You guide it to Trixie's flank
- >Then insert it, drawing some blood
- >She jerks around in your grasp, but to no avail
- >Her cries are muffled by you kissing her
- >Soon, she stops resisting
- >In fact, she's getting into it
- >Kinky
- >You grow a tentacle penis
- >And insert
- >Trixie arches her back and cries out, breaking away from your kiss
- >You thrust into her again and again
- >Your only response is enthusiastic riding of your tentacle-dick and wordless exclamations of pleasure
- >She's just so caught up in this, isn't she?
- >...as are you
- >Shit, you didn't want your husbando fucking Trixie, and what are you doing?
- >You're pretty ashamed
- >And yet, it feels so good
- >You grow the circumference a bit and pound trixie's surprisingly tight cooch harder
- >The poor girl can't stand it anymore and explodes in an orgasm that makes her twitch and spasm like crazy
- >You see your chance and pull out
- >Restore your disguise
- >And run out the door, fleeing into the night
- >"W-wait! Trixie did not even get your name!"
- >Heh
- >Aw
- >She's kind of cute when she sounds needy
- >Alas
- >You manage to find some thick bushes to hide in
- >Now you can actually concentrate
- >You feel Trixie's memories and mannerisms rushing through you
- >You were expecting this
- >And yet, it's so much to take in.
- >You start changing into Trixie
- >And by Celestia, it seems to be working
- >You wonder if you pulled it off well enough
- "H-hello?"
- >You recognize that voice as Trixie's
- >Now you just need to get used to being her
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