Twilight Sparkle hastily made her way through the library, trying to find a more secluded area to read before the place became packed with students... students that would mock and judge her...
The worst part was that she wasn't in any normal school. No, that would at least make things bearable. She was in "Celestia's Academy for Gifted Sorceresses", an all-girls academy where only the most talented mages could attend. This wouldn't have been too big of a problem for Twilight if it weren't for one small thing...
She was a futanari.
Ever since she found out about her... "uniqueness" as her parents put it, she'd been trying to gain acceptance in some way or another. Sadly though, no one wanted to be associated with "the chick with a dick" as they so elegantly put it. All the girls refused to talk to her or even be seen with her. In class, no one wanted to sit anywhere close to her, often taunting her by whispering things like "tranny" behind her back.
Needless to say, her school life sucked.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Twily the Tranny~"
...and it was all because of her.
Twilight mentally groaned as she turned to face the source of the obnoxious voice; Trixie, who leaned against the wall with a wide smirk on her face. As a mage, Trixie was the upcoming star of the Academy, having become famous for her skill with prodigy-level magic and academic achievement. Trixie herself was quite beautiful; she had large voluptuous breasts that she always seemed to find new ways around the dress code to show, and she also wore a lovely thigh length skirt that swished as she moved (there were a few times where Twilight wondered if she was secretly an exhibitionist with all the skin she was showing).
Of course, talent and good looks didn't translate to her having a nice personality, as Twilight had had the unfortunate fate of finding out a month ago. A bitter memory came back as she remembered when Trixie first found out about her secret. She'd been changing in the locker-room, having purposely come in late to avoid anyone spotting said "third leg". Unfortunately for her, Trixie just had to come in late and catch her in the middle of changing.
Naturally, Twilight had begged her not to tell anyone, and Trixie agreed... in exchange for the young mage doing several "favors" for her over the course of the next month, most of which involved doing her homework, running several errands for her while she basked in the popularity her status brought her...
And then when the month was up, she'd told everyone anyway!
Or rather as she put it, she'd "accidentally" let the info slip to one of her friends who just "happened" to be a gossiper!
She could still remember her smug, arrogant tone as she talked down to her that day. "Trixie only said that Trixie wouldn't tell everyone if you'd do a few favors for her for a month. Since the month wasn't up yet, I had every right to say what I wanted. And as for my gossiping friend, it's not my fault she had no such limitations."
Twilight, in a fit of rage, had attempted to cast a spell on her, one that would have any food she ate taste rotten and expired for a week, but she had gotten a harsh reminder of how powerful she was in the form of getting blasted into a nearby water fountain... by her weakest offensive spell.
Needless to say, confronting her directly was a bad idea.
"So how is your third leg, by the way?" Trixie's arrogant voice brought Twilight out of her thoughts... and a small fantasy of her spell actually working back then. "Is the chick with a dick so much of a pervert that she gets nice and hard just from being in Trixie's presence?"
Twilight growled in anger as she glared at her, small sparks of magic dancing around her knuckles. "As if I'd ever be remotely interested in someone like YOU. I'm more surprised that anyone would."
Trixie frowned and pursed her lips. "Well then, Sparkle, let's see how many lovers you've had compared to Trixie... oh wait, none, because nobody likes a tranny..." She smirked gently as she turned around, swishing her hips rather seductively if only to flaunt her raw sex-appeal in Twilight's face, just to insult her on a more physical level. "...especially one as homely and depraved as you... after all, who would want a creeper who jerks off to their fellow students?" She asked, glancing over her shoulder with taunting smile.
"Wh-what?!" stammered Twilight in shock and disgust. "I would NEVER-"
"And do you really think anyone here cares about whatever flimsy excuse you could come up with?" Trixie interrupted, silencing the young mage. "So I suggest that unless you want rumors like that to start spreading, I suggest you get used to doing more favors for me and my friends... otherwise..." She left that threat hanging in the air as she made her way to the door, her high heels echoing down the hall as she left the library.
The moment she was out of hearing range, Twilight slammed her first into the wall, her magic sending out a small shock-wave that knocked several books off the shelves. 'That arrogant BITCH! Every time I get a moment of peace, she shows up to ruin it!' Twilight thought to herself, wiping tears from her eyes as she bent down to pick up the books. 'This is all sorts of unfair! She's keeping me on a leash like some dog, spreading false rumors around the school, it's infuriating! If only... if only I could put her in her place... make HER know what it'd be like under someone else's control for once...'
However, as Twilight levitated several of the books back into their proper places, she noticed an odd-looking book that stood out from the others, it was dark purple and had a crimson heart bound in chains in an "X" formation and a lock in the middle, and the heart had two bat-like wings coming out of it...
"That's odd, this doesn't seem like a book this school would have... did someone misplace it?" She mumbled as she inspected it, hoping to find the name of whomever had lost it. Curious as to why there was no tag or anything signifying the owner's name, she opened it. 'Maybe the owner wrote their name on the inside,' she thought as she opened the book. Much to her surprise, however, its pages were completely blank, save for the first on which were displayed some sort of odd-looking symbol, and a short message beneath it. Adjusting her glasses and squinting a little, Twilight began reading the text out loud.
"To learn all the spells that are sealed within, give your magic to the Queen of our kin." Twilight repeated, staring at the book for a few seconds. "Wait, who's the Queen-WOAH!" the mage yelped as the book glowed bright red, forcefully pulling magic from her very hands as it floated out of her grasp. Twilight desperately tried to back away from the book, only for a dome of magic to surround her and the book as the symbol on the first page suddenly appeared on the floor.
"Wait, that's a... summoning circle?!" Twilight gasped as the symbol glowed brightly before turning into a swirling vortex of fire.
"Oh, finally! It's been decades since I got dragged to this plane of existence!" a female voice echoed through the air, it was commanding yet held a seductive tone to it, like the voice of a temptress atop a pedestal. "So, who summoned me this time?" The voice asked as the vortex got bigger.
Freaking out, Twilight immediately turned around and started firing blast after blast of magic, desperately trying to escape the dome before whatever was coming through that vortex set its sights on her. "C'mon, let me out, let me out of here!"
However, that was when the voice came again, and it sounded much closer... right behind her. "Ohhh, you're a cute one!" Twilight felt hot breath against the back of her neck. Before she could even say anything, she could feel a warm hand touch her right shoulder and gently rub against it. "We're going to have so much fun~."
The mage slowly looked over her shoulder, and saw what could best be described as a demon... a demon that was beautiful in every way possible.
She was floating in midair, courtesy of her red bat-like wings. Her body could have been described as that of the perfect porn-star, with curvaceous hips, extra thicc thighs, breasts large enough to catch anyone's eye, and a long devil tail emerging from the base of her spine, the tip being shaped like a heart. Her hair was a cascade of long, unruly red with yellow streaks. Two little red horns poked out from under her bangs, small enough to be overlooked at first glance. Her skin was reddish-pink with light pink around her crotch region and nipples, both of which were uncovered. Her eyes in turn had black pupils and sclerae while the irises were blueish-green.