Twilight rounded the corner of Quills and Sofa's, panting heavily and leaning against the wall as she tried to catch her breath. The poor pony had been running for the last forty-five minutes, and doing her absolute very best to escape the stinging magic of 'friendship' her friends had decided to bestow upon her. She shuddered, reaching around to glide her fingertips across the aching globes of her poor bare bottom.

The current score was:
Apple Jack: 22
Fluttershy: n/a
Pinkie Pie: 13
Rainbow Dash: 26
Rarity: 12

Twilight frowned quietly, perking her ears as the sound of something scuffled near by in the darkness. Was it one of them?! Of course it was- they were always one step behind her- probably watching her butt wobble the entire time. The little unicorn blushed quietly and tugged the front of her shirt down again as best she could- as if somehow, this time, miraculously it would grow longer and cover up her privates from view.

She idly toyed with the idea of tying her pajama top around her waist like a make-shift skirt. It would cover her sex, but still leave her bottom bare. Not to mention, her breasts would be totally exposed- full and jostling with firm, perky little grapes capping the swells. She gave a huff of irritation and rubbed her fingers as soothingly as she could across her rump.

She had to admit...it was working. This 'game' was getting her more exercise than she'd gotten in the past month, all due to her desperately trying to get her clothes back and avoid her friends in this sadistic variation of 'keep away' The poor little unicorn's body glistened with a fine sheen of sweat. She could even feel individual droplets collecting and running gently down the slopes of her breasts. Specifically down her cleavage. A clear bead of sweat gently rolled from her neck down to her breasts, ending on the purple tipped nub of her nipple and disappearing into the soaked fabric of her shirt. The little unicorn glanced around. Her pajama top clung to her frame, and the night was growing hot. Surely they would end soon...right? They could only play until the sun came up, right? That was the point wasn't it? Twilight frowned. She was still sketchy on the rules, and the idea of wandering around town completely bare bottomed forced a furious blush across her cheeks. Everyone would be able to see her tight little unicorn cleft in the front, and the deep, dusky canyon of her naked buttocks in the back. Would they see how slippery she was getting? Would they think she was a little pervert getting aroused from being seen naked in the middle of town, when really it was just the sweat from the night time activities she was partaking in? Twilight gave another groan, squeezing her thighs together. This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair at all...

Wait a minute...

This wasn't fair.

Twilight frowned, her ears perking as the sounds of hoofsteps alerted her to somepony closing in. But, no. No she was on to something. This wasn't fair at all. It was like the game was designed to pick on her, but that wasn't Pinkie's style. No, the pink party maniac knew how to plan games, and the games Pinkie made were always fun and fair. They were the sort of games Twilight had fun playing, and she was definitely not having any fun at the moment. So why not? Why wasn't she? It was almost as if...

WHAP

"Twenty-three!! Whooo! Reckon ya'll are mighty sore by now?!" Applejack chuckled as she raced by, pausing a moment to stop and turn around when Twilight didn't give chase. Didn't she want her clothes back?

"...Suga'cube? Ya'll wanna call it quits? " Applejack asked, jogging quietly in place some distance away from Twilight, who peered at the farm pony curiously.

"...I can end this anytime I want to? " She asked slowly. Applejack frowned.

"Sure can, just say the word...we wouldn't make ya'll keep playin' if you didn't want to." She said slowly. Twilight narrowed her eyes. That was it!

"No...no, I'm good...I've got this..." She explained and made a mad dash for Applejack, who easily evaded the pudgy pony with a giggle.

"That's the spirit! Come on, Suga' work them buns!" She grinned, dancing away from Twilight's reach, but Twilight wasn't giving it her all. Oh no, she wasn't trying to actually catch Applejack, she just needed to keep a mental note of where she was town wise. Things were slowly coming together for the little pony. She could see why she wasn't having any fun, and she knew exactly how to remedy the problem. First she needed to get her clothes back, and Twilight knew exactly who had them...

"T-This game..."Twilight whimpered as she staggered towards the Carousel Boutique, breathing in thick exaggerated pants. She stumbled towards the nearest wall, and bent over, resting her palms on her knees, trying to catch her breath. A subtle wiggle of her bottom was all that was needed to complete the trap, and she did so with a quiet little shudder. It was extremely embarrassing, bent over, wiggling her rump in the front steps of the town's most popular fashion shop, but if all things went according to plan...

Hoofsteps...Twilight held her breath, squeezing her eyes shut and opening her senses to the world. Here we go...this was it...They were getting closer and closer still...closer....closer...

"GOTCHA!" Twilight shrieked, suddenly turning around and grasping the outstretched arm of Rarity- who was about to strike her upturned rear end mid-swing. The fashionista gave a startled squeak, unprepared for Twilight to be so quick on the draw.

"Gimmie back my pants!" Twilight growled, wrapping her fingers firmly around Rarity's wrist, who gave a whimpering squeak and reached behind her, slowly revealing the crumbled ball of clothing she'd been carrying.

"H-How did you know I-" Rarity sputtered. Twilight grabbed her pajama bottoms and pulled them up over her plump hips, giving a dark little grin just as Applejack and Rainbow Dash poked their heads around the corner.

"Rainbow Dash was the obvious choice- she was the fastest, but for Pinkie that's too obvious. She knew I'd have gone after her, first. Applejack and Rainbow Dash were in the middle of having another competition, so they'd have tried to hand off the clothes as soon as possible to keep focused on winning. Pinkie was holding the key, and I figured she'd be reluctant to let it out of her sight, which just, leaves, you. " Twilight hissed quietly, tugging Rarity closer.

"Tell me the rest of the rules to the game, Rarity. I have a suspicion you left some out." Twilight barked, watching the pale unicorn blush and squirm nervously.

"I...may have....forgotten to mention one or two tiny details." She stammered nervously. Twilight narrowed her eyes.

"Oh really? Why might that be?" She hissed.

"Suga'cube are ya'll sayin' Rarity didn't TELL you all the rules? We left it up to her and her new 'illusions' she wanted to try. Lemme guess, she didn't tell ya'll what happens when you catch the pony with yer clothes?" She asked. Rarity blushed further. Twilight slowly started to grin.

"Why, no, Applejack, I don't believe she mentioned it. " She squeaked, while Applejack found her way over to the two of them and glared at the white unicorn with a wicked grin.

"Ya'll did say the game was like Tag. Rarity is now 'It'. Aincha Rarity?" Applejack huffed, crossing her arms while Rarity's face turned from red to scarlet. She squirmed in Twilight's grasp before giving a defeated sigh.

".......I was rather hoping to avoid this..." She grumbled, while Applejack reached down, patting the poor girl on the tush.

"Off with 'em, Twilight. Ya'll know how it goes." She chuckled, and Twilight's grin grew wider still. Letting go of Rarity's wrists, the purple pony knelt down in front of her and grasped the waistband of her silky pajamas.

"YOINK!"

"So, we can only play until four AM. Thats the cut off point. And if you tag the pony with your clothes, they have to swap with you! You can only hold one item at a time, either the key, or the clothes. You can end the game at any time, by either flagging down a runner, or heading to home base and waiting there. The key holder has to check home base every thirty minutes, just in case someone wants to quit. I'm so sorry, Twilight, I didn't mean to make it feel like we were picking on you! I really should have been the one to tell you all the rules, I was just so excited to play, I forgot!" Pinkie whimpered quietly, leaning against the unicorn with a soft squeak. Twilight smiled, and cuddled an arm around Pinkie Pie, squeezing her gently. Her, Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie had retired from the game for the night, and now sat in Sugar Cube Corner's living room, enjoying a roaring fire, and hot chocolate.

"Rarity, would you bring me some more marshmallows for my chocolate, please?" Pinkie chimed, and squeaked in delight as Rarity emerged from the kitchen. She was blushing red from head to hoof, stark naked, and whimpering quietly, as she approached, holding a open bag of marshmallows. The perfect punishment, Pinkie had decided, was simply to keep playing, although Rarity had absolutely begged not to be forced to run around town without her pants. They argued that if she didn't agree to the rules, why would she play- but eventually came to a compromise...

"Thank you Rar-Whoops, I dropped one. Would you pick that up for me?" Pinkie squeaked sweetly, doing her best to stifle a giggle as Rarity sighed, and bent over to fetch the fallen confectionery.

The two pale, perfect globes of Rarity's bare bottom jiggled and bounced with Twilight's firm SMACK across them, forcing a shriek from the prissy pony in the process. Twilight grinned. The score for round two was:
Twilight: 27
Applejack: 39
Rainbow Dash :37
and Pinkie Pie: 25

This was a pretty fun game after all!

Author's Note

7:34 Am. Unedited, but I had the idea for this ending swirling around my head since I started writing this. I'll come back to fix some mistakes once I get a few hours of Z...

Another dumb, cute story I wanted to write. XD