Chapters Sunset Shimmer's Naked Marathon
Two weeks ago, Sunset Shimmer went through the most humiliating ordeal of her life.
Well...second most. Having dozens of her fellow students see her running around the school naked still wasn't quite as humiliating as the night of the Fall Formal.
Of course, for days after the fact, there'd been pictures and videos of her floating around all over the Internet. Everyone who hadn't seen her in the flesh, as it were, had still gotten an eyeful of her and then some.
Thirty seven boys had asked her out. Seventeen of them had outright propositioned her for sex. Ten of them had groped her.
And then there were the girls. Most of the girls at school sympathized with her, feeling her mortification as if it were their own—even the girls who hadn't quite forgiven her for her past transgressions. More than a few girls, however, had found the whole thing hilarious. Then there were the ones who enjoyed the show for different reasons entirely. She'd found mysterious gifts of candy and perfume in her locker. Three girls had started randomly sexting her. A girl named Lightning Dust had actually pushed her up against the wall in the shower room after gym and gotten very intimate with her. It had come out of nowhere, and she felt she probably should've reported her to the principal or kicked her ass, but...it hadn't been terrible exactly, so she'd let it slide.
Lightning Dust did interesting things with her tongue, after all. Not that Sunset was into girls, exactly, but there had been a certain thrill to the whole thing.
After a little over a week, the whole thing had started to die down, and Sunset could almost walk through the halls without questioning her dignity. The support of her friends helped tremendously.
During a boring sixth period lecture on a Thursday, the PA crackled. //May I have your attention, please,// Principal Celestia's voice rang out over the outdated speaker in the classroom, //At this time, I would ask that all junior and senior girls, as well as all female faculty members, please report to the cafeteria for an assembly. I repeat, all junior and senior girls, as well as all female faculty members, please report to the cafeteria at this time. All other students, please remain in your classes. If your teacher is absent for this assembly, use this period as a study hall.//
Sunset blinked. That was an unusual announcement.
Mr. Doodle looked around at the girls in his class as though they had all somehow personally offended him. "Well? Get going!"
The dozen-odd girls in the class, Sunset included, filed out into the halls, joining the throngs of girls and teachers headed for the cafeteria. "What do you suppose is going on?" Fluttershy, who was also in Sunset's sixth period class, asked.
"No idea," Sunset said. Up ahead, Sunset saw Cheerilee. She hurried to catch up to her. "Miss Cheerilee? What's going on?"
"I'm not sure," Cheerilee said, frowning. "If there was a memo about this, I missed it..."
Once they reached the cafeteria, Sunset and Fluttershy gravitated towards their friends, sitting together in a group. "What's this all about?" Rainbow Dash asked.
"Nobody seems to know," Rarity said.
Once the last girls had trickled into the cafeteria, Vice-Principal Luna closed and locked the cafeteria doors, then nodded to Principal Celestia. The general hubbub of conversation died down as Celestia tapped on a microphone, producing a squeal of feedback. "Good afternoon, ladies," Celestia said, looking around. "The purpose of this assembly is to discuss a very special fundraiser event, one we won't be able to pull off without your support.
"I'll cut right to the chase: we're planning a charity bikini marathon. All girls in junior and senior years as well as all female faculty members are invited and encouraged to participate."
She allowed a moment for the gaggle of surprised reactions from teachers and students.
"A what now?" Cheerilee cried.
"You can't possibly be serious!" Sunset heard Octavia say.
"Wow, they're actually gonna do it?" Rainbow asked. "I thought Luna was just kidding!"
Sunset facepalmed. "Pinkie Pie, this is all your fault," she muttered.
Celestia held up a hand for silence. "Yes, I know this comes as a surprise, but let me explain." She waited for the din to die down, then smiled and said, "Sex sells. If you look all around you, you'll see a large number of beautiful ladies with terrific bikini bodies. Sponsors are already lining up to promote this event, with most of the proceeds earmarked for various school programs and local charities. Think of it as an opportunity to show a little skin for a good cause!" She looked around, then added, "As a show of good faith, Vice-Principal Luna and I are the first two entrants."
Coach Spitfire stood up and raised a hand. "Excuse me, Principal Celestia. Exactly what will this event entail?"
"I'm glad you asked," Celestia said. "On the day of the event, the designated race course will be cordoned off, and the entrants will race through the streets of Canterlot. Canterlot High School will serve as the start line. The actual race course and finish line will be determined in the coming days. All participants must wear a bikini and running shoes. No other clothing is permitted. The bikini may be as modest or as revealing as you're comfortable with. Do note that there will be cameras and spectators all along the race course." She paused. "There will of course be prizes awarded to the winner and runners-up. The prizes are as yet to be determined."
"Will the prizes be awesome?" Rainbow Dash asked, drawing a number of chuckles.
Celestia laughed. "I assure you, the prizes will be...worthwhile." She looked around seriously. "By no means is anyone here obligated to participate. Participation is entirely voluntary. I understand that many of you may not be comfortable with the idea of putting yourself on display in such a manner. However, this event will benefit many worthwhile causes and school programs, so I urge you all to consider entering. The more beautiful ladies we have racing, the better."
Luna picked up a large stack of papers from a table and walked around the cafeteria, distributing them. "Please fill out these entry forms if you intend to participate," she said. "You may return them to the faculty office at your leisure. We will announce the date of the marathon as soon as the details are finalized."
Sunset raised her hand. "Question."
"Yes, Miss Shimmer?"
"Can we invite an honorary student who lives...out of town to enter?"
Celestia smiled. "If Twilight Sparkle is available, she may enter."
"One last thing," Luna said. "Until the event is officially announced, we'd appreciate it if you'd all try to keep it under wraps."
"Yeah, like that's gonna happen," Applejack muttered. "Whole school's gonna know before th' day's over."
Celestia looked around. "Well then...are there any more questions?"
A slim yellow hand shot up.
"Yes, Fluttershy?"
"Umm...i-is the animal shelter...will any of the proceeds...?"
"Yes, some of the proceeds will benefit the animal shelter. Anything else?" When no more questions appeared to be forthcoming, Celestia nodded. "Then you're all dismissed to return to your classes."
The air filled with excited whispering and the buzz of animated conversation as the girls all swarmed out of the cafeteria.
"So, any of y'all doin' this?" Applejack asked.
"I am," Rainbow Dash said.
"Umm...I am too," Fluttershy said.
"I'm in! It sounds like fun!" Pinkie said.
"Well naturally I'll enter," Rarity said. "Me, not allow the world to bask in my astonishing beauty? Out of the question!"
"How about you, Sunset?" Pinkie asked.
Sunset shrugged. "Hey, the whole stupid town's already seen me naked. Compared to that, this is nothing. If you're all in, I'm in too."
"Well then Ah guess Ah'll do it too," Applejack said.
"You do realize what this means, don't you darlings?" Rarity asked.
The girls all looked at one another, grinning broadly.
"BIKINI SHOPPING!"
* * * * *
On a bright, warm late Spring morning, one month later, the entire city of Canterlot had turned out for the event of the year.
Bright yellow cordons blocked off the spectator areas from the race area. Cellphones and video cameras were out in force.
At the staging area at Canterlot High School, a hundred and eighty students and teachers in bikinis—bright, colorful, modest, revealing, sporty, stylish, plain, functional, elegant, and everything in between—stretched, adjusting themselves and making sure they could run without falling out of their bikinis. Twilight Sparkle had joined her friends, wearing a modest, plain dark purple bikini and white running shoes. "I'm a little confused about this whole thing," she said. "I thought in this world, you're supposed to wear a lot more clothes than this."
"Usually, yes," Rarity said. She wore an elegant crimped crimson bikini which snugly supported her breasts while leaving quite a bit of cleavage for gawkers to enjoy. It was also cut rather high; it left absolutely no question that she'd had a fresh wax at the spa. "But it's...well..."
"Usually you'd wear something like this to the beach," Fluttershy said. She herself wore a hunter green bikini that managed to conceal more than the other girls' bikinis covered, while at the same time seeming more revealing and alluring. "They're for swimming or sunbathing. Umm...supposedly. Except a lot of bikinis are more fashion than function..." She looked at Rarity. "For example...if Rarity went swimming in that, it'd fall off."
"So...it's swimwear...that you can't swim in?" Twilight asked, brow furrowed in confusion.
"Don't try t' understand it, sugarcube," Applejack, wearing a red-and-white checkered, tie-front bikini, said. "Th' important part is that girls wearin' bikinis is supposed ta be sexy. Guys love oglin' gals in a bikini. That's...pretty much th' whole logic behind all this."
"It's like those lace saddles and silk socks they sell back home," Sunset Shimmer said. She wore an intricate bikini that looked like it was made from orange fabric and magenta fabric twisted together; the top was strapless.
"Oh," Twilight said, blushing. "Um. Wow." She frowned. "So...we're all here, wearing these bikinis, so the male population of Canterlot can enjoy staring at our bodies?"
"Pretty much," Pinkie said. Her dark pinkish-red bikini barely held her breasts in check, and was tied on the sides.
Rainbow Dash, wearing a plain, sporty black volleyball bikini, suddenly looked up at the stage, eyes wide. "Whoa. Is that Ms. Harshwhinny?"
A peach-skinned woman with short blond hair, blue eyes, and a severe expression stood on the makeshift stage that had been set up. She wore a purple tanning bikini and had an impressively trim, athletic figure. "Ladies, may I have your attention?" Ms. Harshwhinny said into a microphone. Her usual impatient, snappish tone was present in full force. "There's something important you all need to know," she said.
To either side of her stood Celestia and Luna. Luna looked like she couldn't decide whether to be angry or amused, and her arms were folded beneath the skimpy, low-cut black bikini top she wore. Celestia, wearing a gold string bikini, looked absolutely sheepish, and had a "please don't kill me" look on her face.
"It would appear," Ms. Harshwhinny said, "that the promoters for this event pulled a fast one on us. There was a stipulation in the fine print of the contract that allowed for the application of last-minute changes to the event conditions." She gave Celestia a glare. "And that failure to adhere to all stipulations set forth in the promotion contract constitutes forfeiture of all prizes, proceeds, and sponsorship awards."
"E-heh..." Celestia laughed nervously.
Ms. Harshwhinny frowned, then turned her attention to the girls. "I'm truly sorry to announce this, but...a new stipulation has been added to this event, and everyone who signed an entry form is...obligated to comply." Taking a deep breath, she continued, "What was supposed to be a simple marathon has now become a bikini tag race. And by now, all of Canterlot knows about it."
"I don't think I like where this is going," Sunset muttered.
"What's a bikini tag race?" Fluttershy asked.
"No idea, but if Ms. Harshwhinny an' Vice-Principal Luna are this upset about it, it can't be good," Applejack said.
"Allow me to explain," Ms. Harshwhinny said. Her face was twisted into something truly sour. "During the course of the race, all competitors have two goals. The first goal is to reach the finish line, obviously. But the second goal..." She shot Celestia another glare. "You must attempt to strip the other runners of their bikini tops, while avoiding having your own top removed. Any girl whose bikini top is removed is disqualified, and must return to the start line—here at the school—regardless of where she may be on the race course. Topless."
A loud collective gasp and a lot of angry whispering and shouts rose from the crowd.
"The runner who reaches the finish line carrying the largest number of bikini tops removed from other racers, without having been disqualified herself, wins the marathon," Ms. Harshwhinny said. "Only bikini tops may be removed from your fellow racers. Any competitor caught stripping a bikini bottom will be disqualified—and will also be in a great deal of trouble."
Celestia took the microphone. "Girls...I'm sorry about this. I really am. The men from F&F Event Promotions were very clever and underhanded about this whole thing, and after this is all over with, I'll be looking into legal action against them. In the meantime, however, all the money and prizes donated for this race is tied up, F&F Promotions has control of all of it, and, well...in the words of Mr. Flam when I voiced my outrage..." She shrugged helplessly. "No tits, no bits."
"Flim and Flam?!" Twilight screeched. "No WONDER!"
"You know them jokers?" Applejack asked.
"They've caused a lot of trouble for the Apple Family back in Equestria," Twilight said, fists clenched. "And a lot of other ponies too."
"Huh. They pulled one over on me that one time too," Applejack said. "But this...this is low even for them."
Luna took the microphone. "Girls...I understand your outrage, and your unwillingness to participate in the light of this...deception. But I would like to remind you all of why you signed up for this in the first place. The money raised for this event is all for worthwhile causes...causes that still deserve that money, causes that needn't be made to suffer because of some particularly predatory contract shenanigans. As outraged as I am by this development, and as much as I want to make the ones responsible answer for it...I have not forgotten the good intentions behind this marathon, and neither should you. I'm not asking you to throw away your dignity. I'm asking you to make a sacrifice for a greater good."
Sunset and her friends looked around at one another. All around them, girls were looking at the ground, at their friends, at their teachers.
"And once this is over, we'll beat the living hell out of Mr. Flim and Mr. Flam," Luna concluded.
A great cheer went up from the crowd.
Celestia took the microphone. "We'll be starting in ten minutes," she said. "Good luck to you all."
As the girls moved to the starting area, Twilight asked, "So why exactly is everybody so angry about this? I'm sorry if that's a stupid question...there's still a lot I don't understand about this world."
"A girl's breasts are her own business and nobody else's," Rarity said.
Sunset stared flatly at her. "Rarity...yours are the least covered here."
"Well yes, but that's by choice. I'm hardly about to go flashing my assets all over Canterlot." She coughed delicately. "Ahem. No offense."
Sunset facepalmed, groaning.
Applejack sighed. "Twi...one'a th' main reasons we wear clothes is, well...there's only two people you're supposed ta ever be naked in front of other than your parents. That's yourself an' somebody you really love."
"Or just wanna bang," Rainbow said.
"Or your doctor," Fluttershy pointed out.
"Nudity is very...personal here," Sunset said.
"I see," Twilight said, brow furrowed. "So that's why..." She looked down at herself. "So if my top is stolen, and these...breasts?...everybody in Canterlot can see them, I'm supposed to be embarrassed?"
"Don't think too hard about it, Twilight," Sunset said. "This is where being an Equestrian who hasn't gone native yet works in your favor."
"If you do get stripped, you'll make a certain guitar player very happy," Pinkie said in a teasing tone.
Twilight blushed, toying with her hair. "Flash Sentry would...want to see me...like that?"
"You can pretty much bet on it," Rainbow said with a grin.
Twilight ducked her head. "That's...good to know," she said.
A loudspeaker squealed. //All runners, please report to the starting line at this time.//
The girls looked around at one another.
Sunset took a deep, shaky breath. "Let's go," she said.
Author's Note
In case you haven't figured it out yet, this story is going to be about comedic sociopathy and tits.
Lots of tits.
Like, a really ridiculous amount of tits.
Sunset Shimmer's Naked Marathon
"Welcome, one and all, to the First Annual Canterlot High Bikini Tag Race!"
Seated in a hastily-constructed announcer's box on the front lawn of Canterlot High School, surrounded by speakers, microphones, and monitors, were twin men with white-striped red hair, wearing matching vests and straw boater hats. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls—"
"—but mostly boys and gentlemen, hm-hmmm—"
"—today, you will witness the greatest spectacle of the modern age! A parade of perfect pulchritude—"
"—a bevy of buxom beauties—"
"—the ultimate extravaganza of FABULOUS FEMALE FLESH!—"
"WILL YOU ASSHOLES GET ON WITH IT?"
"Ahem. Yes. Well. These ravishing bikini babes will battle one another for victory, fabulous prizes, and their VERY DIGNITY across a treacherous TWENTY MILE COURSE which zigzags back and forth across the very heart of Canterlot!"
"Right you are, brother mine! These lovely ladies must safely make it from the start line to the finish line! That's twenty miles exactly from point A to point B, with a lot of C and D in between!"
"And while a host of hot honeys running in alluring swimwear is certainly worth the price of admission, we're bringing you something much, much better, folks!"
"That's right! During the race, our beauteous contestants will be stripping each other of their bikini tops! Any girl who loses her top has to run all the way back to start with her naked chest proudly displayed for the whole world to see!"
"And at the end of the race, the contestant who crosses the finish line carrying the most stripped bikini tops, without losing her own in the process, will be crowned our grand champion!"
"So without further ado...ladies, on your marks!"
The runners milling around at the start got in formation, crouching into start positions while shooting death glares at the two promoters.
"Get set!"
"And...GO!" Flim fired a starter pistol, and the girls launched into motion, propelling themselves down the street.
Almost immediately, Sunset found herself pinned beneath a body. She kicked out and scrambled to her feet, spinning around.
A green-skinned girl with slicked-back two-tone orange hair, wearing a navy blue bikini and black running shoes, grinned at her. "Hiya Shimmy," she said.
"Lightning Dust," Sunset said, narrowing her eyes. She briefly checked to make sure she still had her bikini top.
Lightning Dust licked her lips. "Run," she suggested.
Sunset turned and began to sprint, keeping an eye out to her left and behind her. As expected, Lightning Dust quickly overtook her, reaching out to snag her top...
Sunset juked right and skipped back a step, letting Lightning Dust catch air and pass her up. With a yell, she forced as much speed out of her legs as she could, launching herself forward. Lightning Dust turned, a half-second too late...
Sunset Shimmer grabbed a handful of breast, digging her fingertips underneath the cloth covering it. With a tremendous yank, she ripped away Lightning Dust's top.
"AGH! SHIT! DAMMIT, THAT HURT!" Lightning Dust snarled.
"Too bad, Dusty. You're out," Sunset Shimmer sang teasingly, waving the blue bikini top around before taking off at a decent sprint, tying the strap around her wrist as she went.
//And we have our first disqualification! Give her a hand, folks! Or two if you want...no? Oh, look, she's giving us the evil eye, brother!//
A minute later, Sunset caught up with Twilight, who was obviously pacing herself. "This reminds me...of the first time I ran in the Running of the Leaves in Ponyville," Twilight said, panting slightly. "Except...I don't think I've done much running in this body..." She glanced over at Sunset, then did a double-take. "You...already disqualified somebody?"
"Self-defense," Sunset said with a smirk. "Don't worry, I won't go for your top. At least, not until we pass Flash Sentry."
"Eep!" Twilight squeaked.
Celestia shot past on their left, her long legs carrying her great distances with each stride. Behind her, Luna ghosted past. "I will defeat you, sister!"
"Never!" Celestia called back, laughing.
Rainbow Dash ran up behind Sunset and Twilight, wrapping her arms around their shoulders. "Hey Twi, hey Sunset," she said. "Having fun?"
"I guess so," Twilight said.
"I've already drawn first blood," Sunset said with a grin.
"Yeah, I saw old Dusty waving her boobs around," Rainbow said. "Sooo...here's a thought..."
Sunset felt Rainbow's fingers wrap around the back of her bikini. A gasp at her side told her Twilight was in danger as well.
Sunset broke left, twisting out of Rainbow's grip while holding tightly to her own bikini strap. Spinning around to face Rainbow, she scowled. "You'd really do that to your friends?"
"Hey, I wanna win!" Rainbow cried. "Besides, you'd get over it!"
A pair of slim yellow hands landed on Rainbow's shoulders, pushing the straps of her bikini aside with such a light touch Rainbow didn't notice. Nor did she notice when her bikini top fell away, caught gently in the same pair of yellow hands.
Sunset snickered. Twilight blinked.
Fluttershy stepped out from behind Rainbow and took off running.
"Well...there's always next year," Sunset said, smirking.
"Huh? Whaddya mean?" Rainbow cried.
Twilight pointed at Rainbow's bare breasts.
Rainbow looked down, blinking. "What the...?"
//And Rainbow Dash is disqualified! Looks like she'll have to change her name to Rainbow FLASH now!//
"Crap!" Rainbow cried. She sighed, turned, and headed back for the start. People behind the cordons called out to her, cheering her on. She waved back at them, giving her tits a little shake as she jogged back to the school.
Sunset and Twilight shared a look, shrugged, and ran after the pack.
* * * * *
Three girls ran somewhere in the middle of the pack, clustered tightly together and bickering.
"Could you run behind me, Adagio? Your bikini's riding so far up your butt I can actually see your asshole."
"Oooh, you had it bleached?"
"Yeah, what's up with that? Who are you even trying to impress? It's not like you have a boyfriend..."
"Shut up, you idiots," Adagio said. "Keep an eye out for the Rainbooms. Ignore all these other girls...we're going to humiliate our sworn enemies thoroughly."
"Sorry, Adagio, I can't seem to focus on anything but your asshole, because it's right in my face ," Aria seethed.
"You should be on your knees praying to it," Adagio said.
"And now I want to throw up."
* * * * *
Pinkie Pie smiled and waved enthusiastically to the crowds lined up to watch the race as she ran by. Whistles and cheers thundered in her ears. "Tee-hee, look at me! I'm bouncy!" She bounded forward, her chest bouncing and jiggling.
A girl with short mint green hair in a bob cut ran up alongside Pinkie Pie. She wore a sporty pink bikini and tennis shoes. "You look like you're having a good time," she said.
"Oh, hi Tennis Match!" Pinkie said. "These are my peeps!"
"Uh-huh," Tennis Match said, looking around. "You look like you want to show them a little more," she added.
"Hmmm...you know, you're right?" Pinkie said.
Tennis Match darted in, reaching for the strap of Pinkie's bikini. Pinkie danced out of the way, laughing, and snagged the back of Tennis Match's bikini top. Her fingers worked quickly and lightly, removing Tennis Match's top. "Sorry, Tenny, you're out!" Pinkie giggled.
Tennis Match sighed, blushing as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I shoulda known better than to try and strip you," she said.
"Yep! You really should." Pinkie giggled. "Take a bow! You've got nice boobies, be proud!"
"YEAH!" someone on the sideline roared.
"Oh, shut up, Bulk Biceps!" Tennis Match groused. Sighing, she dropped her arms to her sides, thrusting out her chest. A cheer went up from the crowd. Tennis Match raised a hand in a wave, her face burning red, as she turned and jogged back to the starting line.
"That was close!" Pinkie declared as Tennis Match retreated. "I think it's time to bust out my Pinkie Pie Secret Weapon!" With an evil smirk, she reached into her hair and pulled out a can of whipped cream, which she began spraying all over her chest and back, completely concealing her bikini and breasts. The onlookers whooped and hooted and roared.
Sunset and Twilight ran past...then skidded to a stop, staring at her. "Pinkie, what the hay?" Twilight gasped.
Pinkie giggled as she seductively licked whipped cream from a finger. "The rules didn't say anything about whipped cream," she said. "If the others can't find my bikini, they can't steal it." She waved. "Have fun, girls!" With that, she jogged off down the road.
"Where did she even get —?"
"It's Pinkie Pie. Just roll with it."
* * * * *
Applejack grinned as she reached the first checkpoint, rounding a corner onto the second leg of the marathon. Several girls had made a grab for her top, but her speed and natural athleticism made short work of them. She'd already collected three tops.
Even though she disapproved of what those no-good hornswagglers had pulled, she liked to win, and, well...it was all in good fun. After all, Sunset Shimmer had had her tits and more flashed all over the Internet, and she was holding up okay. The rest of the girls at school would survive a little topless running.
Up ahead, she saw Ms. Harshwhinny. "Huh. Now how'd she git way the hay up there?"
Applejack wasn't particularly fond of Ms. Harshwhinny. She always acted so snotty with the students, like she was better than everyone else, like everyone else was stupid and slow. She was everyone's least favorite teacher...even more than Cranky Doodle.
And there she was. Just a quick sprint up the road.
Applejack grinned and put on a burst of speed. A few seconds of running full-tilt, and she was right behind Ms. Harshwhinny. With a yell and a surge of strength, she pounced, tackling Ms. Harshwhinny to the ground.
The two rolled around on the ground, scrabbling at each other's bikini tops, trying to strip each other as they jockeyed for dominance. "MISS Applejack!" Ms. Harshwhinny barked, "how DARE you assault a teacher?"
"Hey now, you ain't no teacher right now," Applejack retorted. "Right now, you're just one more runner Ah gotta put outta commission t' win this here thing."
"I see," Ms. Harshwhinny said, narrowing her eyes. "If that's the way you want it..."
Suddenly, Applejack found herself pinned to the ground. There was a loud ripping sound as Applejack's bikini split and fell away, spilling her breasts for the world to see. At the same time, she managed to pull loose the knot tying Ms. Harshwhinny's bikini, stripping it off her.
The two looked at one another. Ms. Harshwhinny was sweating and panting, her bare chest heaving as it pushed up against Applejack's.
Their eyes locked. Applejack swallowed.
With a thrust of her hips, Applejack rolled the older woman off her, then pinned her to the ground. She looked down at Ms. Harshwhinny, licked her lips...
...and seized Ms. Harshwhinny's face, lowering her own in for a hot, heavy, passionate kiss. Ms. Harshwhinny grabbed Applejack's head in her hands and returned the kiss hungrily, moaning into Applejack's mouth as they writhed around on the ground together, to the cheers of dozens of witnesses.
When Applejack finally came up for air, Ms. Harshwhinny glared up at her. "That's detention for a month, Miss Applejack," she said.
Applejack grinned lazily. "Ah'll be sure an' wear some frou-frou undies."
"I'll bring the scented oils," Ms. Harshwhinny replied. Applejack helped her up, and they walked back to the starting line hand-in-hand.
Sunset Shimmer's Naked Marathon
Adagio, Aria, and Sonata, each with two bikini tops tied around their wrists, started to hang back from the racers to watch for their quarry.
Aria saw a male student with a phone standing nearby, and jogged over to him. "You there," she growled. "How many of the Rainbottoms are out of the race?"
"Rai-rainbottoms?" the student asked.
"She means Rainbooms," Adagio said, running over. Her chest bounced fetchingly in her dark purple bikini with black trim.
"Uhh..." He drooled a little as he stared at Adagio's chest. Suddenly, he seemed to come out of a trance. "Hey, you're those girls! The ones who started that Battle of the Bands nonsense! I ain't tellin' you anything!"
With a frustrated growl, Aria grabbed Adagio, spun her around, bent her over, and spread her ass cheeks wide. The gawkers gasped. Phones beeped wildly.
Adagio pushed Aria away and turned to face the crowd, crossing her arms under her chest. "What the FUCK, Aria?!" Adagio shrieked.
Aria put a hand in her face, sneering at her target. "You owe me for that," she said. "Now talk."
The student gulped, face red and hot. "Um...Rainbow Dash and Applejack are out. The rest are still in."
At that precise moment, Applejack and Ms. Harshwhinny walked past, arms around each other, waving genially to the crowd.
With a grunt, Adagio thrust her hand down the front of Aria's neon-green bikini bottom, made a fist, and twisted, dragging Aria behind her.
"OW! Dammit, Adagio, you're pulling on my pubes!"
"Then you should've waxed," Adagio said. "Come on, we've got work to do!"
Sonata bounced behind them. Aria's loud swearing filled the air in their wake.
* * * * *
Lyra, wearing a light silver bikini, and Bon Bon, wearing a two-tone pink-and-blue bikini that matched her hair, stared up at the bizarre sight they'd run across on the third leg of the marathon.
Derpy was hanging upside-down from a utility pole by her bikini bottom, which had somehow gotten tangled up around her ankles. Her lower torso was exposed to the world. Her bikini top was still firmly in place, and she was wriggling around, trying in vain to free herself.
"Derpy," Lyra said, one hand on her hip, "how'd you even get like that?"
"I don't know!" Derpy replied, her lazy eye spinning. "It just kinda happened!"
Lyra and Bon Bon looked at one another. Bon Bon shrugged.
Lyra walked over to Derpy and removed her bikini top, leaving her hanging upside-down and completely naked.
The two girls continued on their way.
* * * * *
Fluttershy stopped to rest, bracing her hands on her knees.
All around her, guys were cheering her name and shouting words of encouragement...and rather lewd suggestions.
She looked around, blushing. "Umm..." She poked her fingers together sheepishly. "You're...you're all very naughty," she said quietly.
"Strike ze pose!" a heavily-accented voice called. Fluttershy turned to see Photo Finish, one of the few girls who had declined to join the marathon, holding a very expensive camera and pointing it at her. "Vork ze magicks!"
"Oh...umm...I don't—"
"You vill be ze poster girl fur ze animal shelter!" Photo Finish declared.
Fluttershy bent low, thrusting her chest forward and her rear out. "Ah~n," she moaned, closing one eye.
*FLASH!*
Fluttershy stood with her legs slightly apart, arms stretched above her head, smiling.
*FLASH!*
"Yes! YES!" Photo Finish began to draw ragged breaths. "Ach, you beautiful buttery angel!"
Fluttershy blinked. "Umm...are you okay...?"
"More! Giff me MORE!"
"Umm...I...think you've had enough..." Fluttershy turned pink. "I go!" She turned and ran.
Photo Finish was too busy rubbing herself and moaning while staring at the back of her camera to notice.
* * * * *
Cloud Kicker let out a scream as she sprinted forward, hand outstretched to strip her target's top.
Trixie yawned, pulled another smoke bomb out of her ass, and threw it. The cloud of glittery blue smoke obscured her. Cloud Kicker passed through it, coming up empty.
Trixie's laughter echoed from all around her.
"Foolish girl! You're a hundred years too early to challenge the Great and Powerful Trixie!"
"Dammit, cut it out!" Cloud Kicker shouted.
Trixie leapt out of the crowd, over the cordon, and tackled Cloud Kicker to the ground. Cloud Kicker struggled and thrashed, but Trixie emerged victorious, the other girl's white bikini top held proudly in her hand. "Voila," she said, smirking.
The crowd cheered.
"Okay, you win...now will you get off me?" Cloud Kicker growled.
Trixie leered down at her. "After Trixie gives her audience something special," she said. She reached down and cupped Cloud Kicker's breast in her hand, fondling her. The spectators went wild, letting out cheers and wolf whistles. With an impish wink, Trixie drew another smoke bomb out of her ass and dropped it, sprinting away as the twinkling smoke exploded outward.
* * * * *
Sunset and Twilight caught up with Pinkie two turns later. There were deep, hand-shaped indentations in the whipped cream armor around her chest, and four bikini tops were tied to her wrist. They matched the bikini bottoms of four girls the two had seen stomping past them in the direction of the start line.
Pinkie turned and saw them. "Oh hey, you caught up!" She smiled. "Wanna play tag?"
"We're not gonna try to tag you out," Twilight said. "We don't think it's right for friends to go after friends."
"Even though that hasn't stopped all of us," Sunset added.
"Yeah, I saw Fluttershy go past a little while ago," Pinkie said. "She had Rainbow Dash's bikini top..." She gasped. "She got Rainbow Dash?"
"Way back at the start," Sunset said. "So Fluttershy's still in?"
"As far as I know," Pinkie said. "AJ's out, though."
"Yeah, we, uh...saw," Twilight said, blushing.
"There's got to be an interesting story behind that ," Sunset said.
"THERE YOU ARE, RAINBOOMS!"
Sunset, Twilight, and Pinkie turned as one to face Adagio, Aria, and Sonata.
Sunset groaned. "Oh, good grief..."
"The Dazzlings?" Twilight asked.
"Yeah..."
"We've got a score to settle with you!" Adagio declared, pointing dramatically. "We'll settle for humiliating you in front of all of Canterlot! And we don't care about the rules...we're stripping you all completely butt naked!" She looked to her fellow Sirens. "Aria, you take little miss Princess. Sonata, you deal with the pink one." She narrowed her eyes at Sunset.
"Sunset Shimmer...your ass is mine. "
Sunset Shimmer's Naked Marathon
"COME BACK HERE, SISTER!"
Celestia laughed as she took one of the turns at full speed, leaning dangerously into the turn. Her breasts bounced and jiggled as her feet pounded the pavement, straining the gold fabric of her bikini.
Luna pelted after her, arms spread out behind her in an absurd ninja airplane run, body low to the ground; the cut of her black bikini combined with the force of gravity did interesting things to her chest, and the spectators closest to her got an impressive look at her firm cornflower blue ass and supple thighs. Fast as she was running, she was several feet behind Celestia, who was gaining on her, her impossibly long legs giving her the advantage.
Celestia chanced a look back to taunt her sister. "You never could catch me, Luna! When we were kids, you always sucked at playing tag!"
She turned around just in time to see a mulberry blur shoot out in front of her and drop low to the ground. Then, her right leg was yanked out from under her, and she went flying, arms flailing as she bounced painfully down the street on her front.
"HAHA!" Luna cried. "What were you saying, Celie?"
Celestia pushed herself to her knees, grimacing at the loose gravel that had scratched up her smooth, flawless skin. "I was saying..." She glared at Cheerilee, who had come out of nowhere and deliberately tripped her, and was going for her bikini top, "...that I'm going to lock Cheerilee in a broom closet with Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo for a week."
Cheerilee paled.
Celestia smirked, reached out, and ripped off Cheerilee's green bikini top, then sprang to her feet and took off running again.
* * * * *
Rainbow Dash stood in the designated "green area" for disqualified contestants, watching as a trickle of topless girls and teachers returned to the start line. Most of the returnees were glaring death at Flim and Flam; all were still topless, with many trying in vain to cover their bare chests with their hands or hiding behind objects or other girls. Since the girls were all eye candy, naturally they hadn't been offered shirts or towels or allowed to change clothes...they were all expected to stand around topless until the end of the marathon.
For her part, Rainbow had decided she didn't really mind showing off her chest. She didn't have the biggest tits at CHS, but she liked her tits, and judging by the applause she'd received on the way back to the start line, so did a lot of the guys at school. So while others had hidden, covered up as best they could, or acted all bitchy about the whole thing, Rainbow wandered around, chatting up everybody she knew, breasts on proud display. She'd even allowed herself to be groped a couple of times.
When Applejack and Ms. Harshwhinny returned, arm in arm, she grinned evilly. Like everybody else, she'd seen it on the big video board at the start area: Applejack and Ms. Harshwhinny suddenly, inexplicably making out with each other in the middle of the street. She ambled over to them, breasts bobbling, and waved.
"So, AJ," she said. "You and Harshwhinny. What's up with that?"
Applejack blushed. "Ah...dunno whut came over me," she said, looking over at where the teacher was verbally haranguing the two promoters. "It jes'...an' then..."
"It's just...if you're into chicks, couldn't you, y'know...do better than that?"
"What, you mean like you?" Applejack asked, raising an eyebrow.
Rainbow snorted. "Please. I'm way outta your league. Besides, not gay." She glanced past Applejack and caught sight of Soarin, a senior she'd always admired, lurking at the cordon at the edge of the courtyard, near the statue with the portal to Equestria. "Speaking of not being gay...excuse me," she said. She wandered over to Soarin, swaying her hips. "Hey, Soarin!"
Soarin blinked, a blush creeping over his face. "Uhh...hey, Rainbow Dash," he said.
She gave her modest breasts a perky bounce. "See anything you like?" she teased.
"Uhh..." Soarin's face turned even redder as he tried not to obviously stare at Rainbow's chest.
Rainbow snorted. "Dude. Don't even. You wouldn't be here if you didn't wanna see boobs." She smirked. "As long as I have your attention..."
Rainbow crouched down in front of Soarin, unzipping his pants. He cried out in surprise and alarm. All around him, guys whooped and cheered.
"Rainbow Dash? What are you...ooooh..."
* * * * *
Luna snarled and put on a burst of speed as Celestia rounded a corner, disappearing from view. "You're not getting away from me, Celie!"
As Luna rounded the corner, a gold-and-white blur slammed into her, knocking her flat on her ass.
Celestia straddled her, smirking; her chest heaved. "When are you ever going to learn, Luna?" she asked as she slipped her hands underneath Luna and unfastened her top, pulling it away and tying it around her wrist. She grinned as she playfully cupped Luna's breast, tweaking her nipple. "You'll never eclipse me. Ever." She stood up, winking at her sister, then took off running again.
Luna stood up, face furiously dark with an outraged, humiliated blush. "CELESTIA, I SWEAR WHEN WE GET HOME, I'M PULLING OUT THE STRAP-ON! I'LL WORK YOUR ASS OVER UNTIL IT'S PURPLE! THEN I'LL PUT IT ON EWETUBE!"
All around her, hoots, whistles, and catcalls erupted. She glared at the various men and teenage boys ogling and cheering her. "OH, SHUT UP!" she cried, stomping a foot angrily. With a frustrated sigh, she turned and trudged back to the school.
* * * * *
Celestia chuckled to herself as she picked up the pace, Luna's frustrated yowls ringing behind her. "She's always been such a sore loser..."
A sudden sharp pain shot through her left ankle, and she nearly fell to the ground. Drawing in a sharp hiss of air, she stopped running and knelt down, clutching her ankle. She took off her shoe and sock and rubbed her ankle, probing it; nothing felt broken or even sprained, and the pain was already lessening.
"Oh my...are you alright, Principal Celestia?"
Celestia looked up as Fluttershy jogged to a halt next to her, leaning down. She was surprised to note that the shy, unassuming junior had over half a dozen bikini tops tied around her wrist. She grimaced. "I think I just stepped on it wrong," she said. "I think I'll be okay in a minute." She stood, gingerly putting her weight on her left leg. She hissed as a dull needle of pain stabbed through her foot and calf. "Maybe...not," she said.
"Goodness," Fluttershy said, eyes full of concern. "You should probably get that looked at." She looked around at the spectators. "Umm...excuse me...could somebody please see about getting Principal Celestia a medic?"
A dozen phones came out—not to take pictures for once, but to call for help.
"Thank you, Fluttershy," Celestia said, sitting down in the middle of the street.
"I hope you feel better soon," Fluttershy said. "Oh, and..." She reached down and stripped off Celestia's top in one smooth motion. "Sorry, but...I kind of really want to win...please don't be too mad at me..."
Celestia laughed. "Good luck, Fluttershy," she said.
Fluttershy took off running, and Celestia sighed, smiling sheepishly at the crowd of onlookers as she sat in the middle of the street with an injured ankle, her breasts shining in the sun.
Sunset Shimmer's Naked Marathon
Dazzle, Shimmer, Sparkle, Blaze
Sunset, Twilight, and Pinkie squared off against the Dazzlings. All up and down the street, phones were out.
//And it looks like we've got a showdown, folks! A grudge match of epic proportions!//
//Speaking of epic proportions, I hope the girl with the big hair loses her bikini top!//
"Can we get past them?" Twilight asked, worry in her eyes. "If we make a run for it, do you think they can catch us?"
"Why should we run away?" Sunset asked. "I say we take them down!"
"Yeah!" Pinkie declared, thrusting a fist into the air. Drops of whipped cream flew away from her chest.
"It's just...I don't really want to..."
"What's wrong, Princess?" Aria smirked. "Don't tell me the big bad Princess is afraid." Her smirk turned into a sneer. "Or maybe you think that guitar player you like will lose interest when he sees how boring your boobs are."
Twilight's eyes narrowed. "Okay, I'm pretty sure I'm ticked off now."
Sunset grinned. "Yeah, she's got a beatdown coming. You can take her, Twilight!"
"Enough TALK!" Adagio yelled, launching herself at Sunset Shimmer, her fingers hooked into catlike claws. Sunset sidestepped, grabbed Adagio by the hair, and swung her around, slamming her onto the ground hard.
Aria stalked toward Twilight like a panther. Twilight watched her warily.
Pinkie gave Sonata a teasing grin and pulled out another can of whipped cream, covering her entire torso with it. "Good luck finding my bikini!" she taunted.
Sonata beamed widely, eyes lighting up, and tackled Pinkie to the ground. "I love whipped cream!" she said...
"Wha—HEY!" Pinkie cried as Sonata began licking the whipped cream off her. The spectators hooted and cheered wildly; cameras beeped and flashed. "I need an adult! I NEED AN ADULT!" Pinkie yelled.
Meanwhile, Sunset had already stripped off Adagio's bikini top, but Adagio was still trying to strip her. Sunset danced around the perimeter of the confrontation, avoiding Adagio's lunges. Adagio's breasts bounced wildly as she chased Sunset around the street. "Not...letting you...WIN!" Adagio yelled.
Aria knocked Twilight to the ground and grabbed her bikini top. Twilight yelped and struggled, flailing her arms. She managed to throw Aria off before her top came loose. Hurriedly fixing her top, she scrambled out of the way as Aria pounced again. This time, she caught Aria by the ankle and pulled her down. Seeing an opportunity, she crouched beside Aria, planting a foot on the small of her back. She unfastened Aria's bikini top and stripped it out from underneath her, tying it around her own wrist.
Aria threw her off, standing up and crossing her arms over her chest. "Screw this," she muttered, stomping in the direction of Canterlot High.
Pinkie squealed and giggled, squirming underneath Sonata, who was still licking the whipped cream from her body. "Heeheehee...s-stop it! I...I'm not g-g-gay!"
Sonata kept licking, but suddenly stopped, pulling back with a frown. "Hey...HEY!" she plunged her hands into the remaining mass of whipped cream covering Pinkie's chest, groping and squeezing all around.
"Gah! He-help!" Pinkie cried, flailing.
With a huge slurp, Sonata licked all the whipped cream off Pinkie's right breast, revealing bare, perky pink nipple. "Huh?!"
//Wait a minute...! It seems Pinkie Pie's been running disqualified!//
//But that doesn't make any sense! Nobody's grabbed her top! She still had it on when she put all that whipped cream on!//
Sunset paused in her evasion of Adagio to stare. "Pinkie?! What?"
Sonata finished cleaning all the whipped cream from Pinkie's bare chest with her hands. "You're...already out?" she asked, confused.
"Actually, no I'm not!" Pinkie said cheerfully. She reached into her hair and pulled out her own bikini top. "I just hid my bikini top in my hair! The rules didn't say anything about me being disqualified if I took off my OWN top!" With that, she strapped it back around her chest, tucking her breasts in securely.
//Well, she's got us there, brother!//
//Okay, young lady, you get a pass for your clever ruse, but the next time that bikini comes off, you're out!//
"Okie-dokie-lokie!" Pinkie said. She then grabbed the confused Sonata's bikini top and yanked it free.
Sonata looked down at her breasts and sighed. "Oh well." She looked at the crowd. "Hey, can anybody give me money for a taco?"
A dozen bills were waved in the air. "Thanks!" Sonata collected the money and jogged off, still topless, in the wrong direction.
Twilight stared. "Is...is she really going to go to a restaurant...like that?"
"She is," Adagio said, sighing.
Sunset tapped Adagio on the shoulder.
Adagio turned around...
Sunset grabbed Adagio around the waist, lifted her up into the air, and tossed her into the bystanders. "You wanna be worshipped? Have yourself a flock!" She dusted off her hands. "Well, that takes care of that. Let's get going, girls!" She took off down the road in the direction of the finish line.
Twilight and Pinkie stared after her. They turned to one another, shrugged, and took off running again.
Author's Note
Sorry for the long delay on this.
And for the short chapter...better a short update than no update, though.
I'm hoping to complete this story within the next week.
Sunset Shimmer's Naked Marathon
Trixie waved and blew kisses to the crowd as she ran down a long, open stretch of road. Her breasts jiggled merrily in her star-spangled violet bikini. A dozen bikini tops were tied around her wrist. "Let there be no doubt about it! The Great! And Powerful! TRRRRRRIXIE! Is destined to win this perverse contest!"
"Oh, I don't think so, darling."
Rarity jogged out of a side street. She was visibly winded and drenched in sweat, but she still had her bikini top—and several tied around her wrist. "My friends and I have a score to settle with you," she said. "I don't think they'll mind too terribly if I get to you first."
Trixie smirked. "Poor, pathetic, deluded girl," she said. "Carrying around that rat's nest you call hair must have given you brain damage..."
"Oh, IT. IS. ON," Rarity snarled, lunging at Trixie. Trixie smirked and reached into her ass for another smoke bomb...
...and came up empty. "Wha—?"
A grey blur slammed into Rarity, sending her flying. Octavia, wearing a simple black bikini, swooped down, stripped Rarity, then faced off against Trixie.
Rarity sat up, rubbing her head and frowning. "Oooh," she groaned, crossing an arm across her chest. "Well, that was...most uncouth..."
Lyra and Bon Bon sprinted through, not paying attention. Lyra tripped on Rarity; her shoe somehow snagged in Rarity's bikini bottom. As a screaming, pinwheeling Lyra toppled to the pavement, Rarity's bikini bottom gave way...
"NOOOOOOO! MY PURITY! MY MAIDENHOOD IS RUINED!"
Dozens of cameras beeped and flashed as the spectators basked in the fully naked glory of Rarity.
//Is...is that a disqualification, brother?//
//Well, it was an accident, but...//
"Ow," Lyra complained. "I...I think I twisted my ankle..." She gingerly sat up. She winced as she looked at Rarity. "Oh my gosh...Rarity, I'm so sorry!"
Bon Bon knelt down. "Can you stand?" she asked.
Lyra hissed and clutched her ankle. "Uh-uh," she said. She stripped off her own bikini top and handed it to Bon Bon. "Here, Bonnie. Win it for me, okay?"
Bon Bon smiled. "Alright." She knelt down and gave Lyra a peck on the cheek, then took off running.
Rarity tried to cover herself, pouting and fuming. "Lyra Heartstrings, I swear you'll pay for this, even...even if it was an unfortunate accident..."
Lyra sighed. "I'm really sorry," she said. She looked Rarity over. "Wow, you've got really nice tits, you know? I'm jealous..." Blushing faintly, she poked her fingertips together. "Can...can I touch...?"
"Absolutely not!" Rarity snapped. She frowned. "I'm certain the medics will be by to collect you momentarily. If you'll excuse me, I apparently have a very long way to walk...completely naked...with every male in Canterlot ogling my nubile flesh..."
She fainted dead away.
* * * * *
For the next half hour, Sunset, Pinkie, and Twilight cut a wide swath through the surviving competitors. Lavender Lace, Roseluck, Cloudy Kicks, and a dozen others lost their tops to the three girls, who never once went after each other.
"How much...farther?" Twilight panted.
"I think...four miles?" Sunset gasped. "Almost...there..."
* * * * *
Trixie dodged left, jogged back three steps, feinted right, then sprinted forward. Octavia matched her every move. For the entire last mile they'd run, the two had circled each other, searching for an opening, evading each other often by less than an inch.
"What...is your...PROBLEM...Octavia?" Trixie yelled.
"YOU BORROWED TEN DOLLARS AND NEVER PAID ME BACK!" Octavia shouted.
Trixie skidded to a halt. "Wait...that's what this is about?" She reached down her bikini bottom and, after some fiddling, withdrew a plastic tube. She unscrewed the end of it, then fished out a roll of money.
Octavia made a face. "Uhh..."
"Let's see...I have two fives..."
Octavia facepalmed, face turning green. "You know what? I'll...I'll see you about it on Monday," she said. She jogged away, shaking her head and muttering.
Trixie blinked after her, shrugged, and put her money tube away again, to the delighted cheers of the spectators.
//Now that's what I call a money shot, brother!//
//Even I'm not touching THAT joke, brother.//
Fluttershy zipped past, stripped Trixie, and ran off.
Author's Note
I apologize for letting this story fester in hiatus hell for so long. I thank all my readers (except one, you know who you are) for your patience.
There's only one more chapter left. I WILL finish this story THIS WEEK. And then write the final installment in the Naked Mile Trilogy.
Sunset Shimmer's Naked Marathon
Crossing the (Finish) Line
//All the remaining competitors are within a mile of the finish line! There are only twelve competitors left, folks! Let's see who—//
//Make that nine, brother! Fluttershy's on the move! Who would have guessed she'd be the front runner? I don't think anyone can catch up to her at this point!//
//And she's almost to the finish line, folks! Wait...what...she's stopped running! What is she doing?//
//I have no idea, brother, but it should be interesting to see!//
* * * * *
Twilight, Sunset, Pinkie, Octavia, and two other girls reached the home stretch, only to find Fluttershy waiting in the middle of the road. A truly massive number of bikini tops were tied around her wrist.
"Whoa. Fluttershy's been busy," Pinkie said. She jumped one of the other remaining runners and stripped her.
Sunset and Twilight glanced at each other, shrugged, and eliminated Octavia and the other girl. Octavia glared at Sunset and muttered swear words under her breath as she stormed away.
The three girls stopped in front of Fluttershy. "Well," Sunset said, "it's just us." She looked around. "Umm...I don't really want to...y'know...strip any of you."
"Me either," Twilight said. She looked down at her collection of tops. "Besides, we can't beat Fluttershy anyway."
Fluttershy let out a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness," she said. "I wanted to wait to cross the finish line until I saw how many tops you girls had collected." She smiled. "It looks like I win."
Sunset smiled. "Yeah. You win. Let's...let's finish this, okay?"
The four girls joined hands and crossed the finish line together, to the cheers and applause of most of the spectators—though quite a few jeered and demanded a climactic showdown.
//And that wraps it up, folks! We'll conduct the official count in a few minutes, but the first place winner is clearly FLUTTERSHY! We thank you all for coming out, and hope you've enjoyed the show as much as we have!//
As the girls stood at the finish line, waving to the crowds, Pinkie smirked, snuck up behind Fluttershy, and stripped off her top.
"Eep!" Fluttershy squeaked, covering herself and blushing. "Why?"
"Pinkie!" Twilight cried. "The race is over! Why did you do that?"
"Because everybody's sad they never got to see Fluttershy's cute boobs!" Pinkie said. She stripped off her own top and shook hers at the crowd. "Come on, girls! Victory shake!"
"Are you NUTS?" Sunset yelled, even as Fluttershy rearranged her hair to cover her nipples.
"Oh come on, Sunset!" Pinkie said cheerfully. "It's the least we can do after all the girls we've embarrassed today!"
Sunset rolled her eyes, sighed, and stripped off her own top, throwing her hands up in the air and shaking her breasts. The crowds roared in approval.
Twilight, shaking her head and blushing, did the same, standing with her hands behind her back and thrusting her chest forward. There were even more shouts of approval.
Fluttershy, seeing her friends bare their breasts boldly and proudly, sighed and brushed her hair back, letting everybody see her tits. The cheers of encouragement and kind words from about a third of the crowd made her smile, even as the leers and lewd noises from the rest of the crowd made her want to hide.
//What wonderful sports! What beautiful girls! What incredible tits!//
//This has certainly been a day we'll never forget, eh brother?//
//Right you are, brother!//
"We're beating those two until they can never have an erection again, right?" Sunset asked through gritted teeth.
"Of course," Twilight replied through her smile.
"Titty party at my place tonight!" Pinkie said.
"No thanks," Sunset said. "I need some one-on-one time with Twilight at my place."
"You do?" Twilight asked, blinking.
"Yeah," Sunset said. "You know, just us ponies? Relating in a way only we can?"
"Oh! Sure, that sounds great." Twilight smiled. "We'll do that, umm...titty party thing some other time, okay Pinkie?"
"You do not want to do the titty party thing," Sunset whispered. "It'll get really weird and really awkward."
"How so?" Twilight asked, tilting her head.
"Remember all that whipped cream in her fridge?" At Twilight's nod, Sunset said, "Remember what Pinkie Pie did with whipped cream today? And what happened when Sonata jumped her?"
Twilight's eyes widened. "Oh. Oh my. Umm...yeah. I think...I'll...pass on that."
"Good call."
"Aww," Pinkie whined.
* * * * *
All the girls who had participated in the marathon stood gathered on the floor of the school gym. All of them wore commemorative T-shirts festooned with sponsor logos. A winners' stand had been erected; Fluttershy stood at the top, with Sunset standing on the second place platform, and Twilight Sparkle on the third place platform.
"Congratulations to our winners!" Flim said to the cameras. "Before the prizes are awarded, I'd like to announce that every competitor who participated in today's race will receive a coupon for a free Brazilian wax and a lovely commemorative T-shirt...which you can see them all sporting right now!
"And now, to award the prizes for our winners! For our third-place winner, Miss Twilight Sparkle: a book of vouchers for various local businesses! This lucky young lady will enjoy free meals and services and deep discounts on goods for an entire year!"
Twilight stepped forward and claimed her voucher book, then waved to the cameras as she stepped back up onto the winners' stand.
"For our second-place winner, Miss Sunset Shimmer: this brand new Joy Boy 3DXL portable video game unit with a 32GB memory card and a download card good for up to $100 in digital games and content!"
Sunset stepped forward and accepted a bright, sleek, shiny box, which she held over her head with a bright smile.
"And for our first-place winner, Miss Fluttershy..."
Ms. Harshwhinny wheeled a pallet into the room. Fluttershy gasped, hands flying to her mouth. The crowd of girls present reacted with mixed good-natured applause, grumbling, groaning, and complaining.
"Miss Fluttershy will be taking home this 56" quad-HD smart TV with integrated BluRay disc player and this theater quality surround stereo system! Enjoy all your favorite shows, movies, and games in the highest quality picture and sound!"
"Oh my," Fluttershy said.
"Wow, Fluttershy! Congratulations!" Sunset said. "So uhh...we're having movie night at your place, right? Like...forever?"
"Uh-huh," Fluttershy said.
After the applause died down, Miss Harshwhinny walked up to the Flim Flam Brothers and took the microphone. "Congratulations to all our winners, and I want to applaud everyone for being good sports about today, despite the...unusual circumstances.
"And now, I would like to give our two promoters a very special award for their contributions to today's events."
As she said this, Vice-Principal Luna, Miss Cheerilee, and Coach Spitfire moved among the girls, rolling trash barrels full of baseball bats.
"Uhh..." Flim said.
"Now, now, let's not..."
Ms. Harshwhinny smiled thinly. "You boys like naked marathons, right?" She shot a smirking Applejack a look. Applejack sprinted up alongside her. With a nod to each other, the two grabbed Flim and Flam's pants and pulled them down around their ankles.
The girls all whooped and laughed as the twins' pathetically small genitals were exposed on camera, live to all of Canterlot.
"Y'all best start runnin'," Applejack said as she grabbed a baseball bat...
* * * * *
The Rainbooms sat around Fluttershy's living room, eating pizza as they watched the latest Daring Do movie on Fluttershy's new home theater system.
"Well, that was...fun?" Twilight suggested. "I mean...I understand now why everybody was upset about it, but..."
Rarity crossed her arms, a furious scowl on her face. "I don't particularly find the notion of every single person in Canterlot having seen my naked body fun."
"And yet you found MY public exposure amusing," Sunset said as she browsed the online shop on her new game system.
Rarity sighed. "Yes, and that was small of me, and I'm sorry."
"There's nothing small of YOU, Rarity!" Pinkie Pie said, laughing as she bit into a slice of pizza.
Rarity blushed furiously. "Really, Pinkie Pie? Really?"
"Ahem," Rainbow coughed pointedly. "Trying to watch the movie here."
"I'm just saying...it seems to have worked out for the best, all things considered," Twilight said. "Rainbow got together with Soarin—"
Rainbow blushed furiously even as the others leered at her.
"—Applejack, umm...apparently got together with Ms. Harshwhinny—"
"Yeah, AJ, what the fuck?" Rainbow cried. "That just came outta flippin' NOWHERE! I still don't even get that!"
"Isn't she your aunt?" Sunset asked.
Fluttershy sprayed soda across the table. "WHAT?!"
"She IS NOT!" Applejack said hotly. "Besides, YOU started that rumor!"
"Oh. Right. My bad."
Applejack sighed. "Anyway, yeah...Ah dunno where that whole thing came from, but..." She blushed. "It weren't so bad. Kinda...kinda liked it. Ah mean, Ah ain't aimin' t' have some love affair with no teacher, but...Ah think Ah'll probably fool around with Harshwhinny a little."
"Yeah I'm pretty sure that's called having a love affair," Sunset said.
"—and Fluttershy got a new TV!" Twilight said. "And is it really that bad that all of Canterlot saw you all topless? I mean...really?"
The girls thought about that for a minute.
"Yes," they all decided.
* * * * *
Night had fallen, and all was still and quiet. The marathon was long since over, the spectators gone.
"Hello?" Derpy called plaintively. "This is kinda starting to hurt...somebody please help me down from here?"
Three senior boys walked up. "Hey Derpy," one said. "Need some help?"
"Oh yes please!" Derpy replied.
One of the boys poked another in the shoulder. "Dude...check it out. We could like, feel her up a whole bunch and stuff, and she can't do nothin'..."
"Dude, shut up! That's really low!"
"She is pretty cute, though..."
Derpy blushed. "You know I can hear you, right?"
"Oh crap...!"
"Sorry...!"
Derpy sighed. "Look, just...just help me down from here, and you can do anything you want to me, okay?"
The boys looked at one another. "Seriously?"
Derpy shrugged as best she could. "Sure, why not?"
* * * * *
"How is your ankle, sister?" Luna asked.
"Better," Celestia said. She had an ice pack taped to her ankle, which was propped up on the coffee table.
"Good," Luna said. She sat down next to her sister and wrapped an arm around her, cupping her bare breast. "I want you on your feet and able to walk again as quickly as possible so I can ream your ass so hard you won't be able to walk."
Celestia rolled her eyes as she slipped a hand between Luna's thighs and teased at her sex. "Did you really have to tell the whole world we do things like that?"
"We shouldn't hide our forbidden love from the world, Tia," Luna said.
"That's...that's why it's called forbidden love, Lulu."
"Oh, shut up." Luna kissed Celestia deeply and passionately as she straddled her.
Across from them, the "online" light on their webcam glowed brightly.
* * * * *
"Brother? Can you feel your groin?"
"No, brother, I can't say that I can. Or much of anything else. But then, I've got enough morphine in me to kill an elephant."
"How'd you get them to give you morphine? I'm lying here in agony..."
"Oh, I convinced them to give me your share, since this whole thing was your idea."
"Brother, you are an uncle fucking bastard."
"Yes. Yes I am. But at least I'm not in pain."
* * * * *
Aria frowned as Adagio and Sonata walked through the door. Both girls were naked. Both girls were a complete mess. Adagio was covered in bruises, hickeys, and dried semen. Sonata was covered in taco sauce and sour cream.
"What the hell happened to YOU two?" Aria asked.
"Best. Taco run. Ever," Sonata said dreamily.
"I just spent the last six hours being worshipped," Adagio said.
As Adagio headed off to the bathroom, Sonata dragged her finger through the sour cream on her breast and sucked at her fingertip. "Wow, I knew Adagio was a slut, but holy cow ."
Aria raised an eyebrow. "So...what's with the taco tits look?"
Sonata giggled. "That's a funny story..."
* * * * *
Derpy lay in a quiet, secluded corner of the park, covered head to toe in cum. Her eyes drifted dreamily as she stared up at the stars. "That was fun," she said to herself. "I should get gangbanged in public more often!" With a long, content sigh, she picked herself up and staggered in the direction of home. "Sure hope nobody sees me like this though..."
Author's Note
Thank GOD that's over. Why did I do this again?
Stick around later in the week/month/decade for the final installment of this trilogy, "Sunset Shimmer's Victory Lap". Also, there'll be a bonus chapter about Sonata maybe...
