"Alright girls, are we ready?!" Pinkie giggled quietly, bouncing up and down in front of the other four. Twilight watched in awe, the heavy set girl bouncing about in her pajamas like she had all of the energy in the world, whereas Twilight felt slow and a little sluggish lately. All the junk food she'd been eating, she guessed. Which was, oddly enough, the point of the evening. While trying to get out to the gym with Rainbow Dash hadn't quite been panning out for her, Twilight was determined to get some exercise into her normal routine, which is when Pinkie suggested they play a game called Yoink. Twilight grinned gently. While Pinkie's games were always fun, (especially the made up ones) Twilight had to admit she was particularly confused how a game was supposed to help her shed a few pounds.
"Oh, don't worry, you'll love this! There are a few rules, though! We can only play a night, so bring your jammies, and we'll use my house as home base!" The pink wonder said, positively buzzing with excitement. That was this afternoon, and now, under the ebony sky and glimmering moon, Twilight and her friends had gathered around the back yard of Sugar Cube Corner. They'd dropped off their stuff inside. They had the place to themselves since the Cakes were out visiting with family. The game was just getting started though, meaning the entire place was locked up tight, and Pinkie had the key.
"So how does this work again exactly?" Twilight asked quietly, and caught Applejack and Rainbow Dash flashing each other with a knowing grin.
"Don't worry suga'cube. Ya'll pick up on it real fast, I reckon," Applejack snickered quietly. She was wearing her favorite pajamas across her stocky frame. A red checkered shirt, (More than likely from Big Mac since it was absolutely massive on her) and something underneath. Not that Twilight ever got a glance, the shirt went damned near down to her ankles.
"Smells like home. Keeps me calm." Applejack had said once, and Twilight had to admit she really quite admired that. It was very very sweet, and made her smile every time she thought about it.
"God, I love this game. I always win." Dash snickered. Rainbow was jogging in place, dressed in what looked like gym shorts and a tight little tank top to cup her very modest chest. Even still, Twilight could see the girl's perky little nipples standing up firmly through the thin material of the shirt. Idly, she wondered what it felt like to simply not care, as Rainbow Dash so often didn't. No bra, no worries, no embarrassment. Twilight's own breasts were modest herself, certainly nothing near the tremendous heft and sway of Fluttershy's bosom, but hers were cute and plump and well rounded. She wasn't 'bouncy' like Pinkie Pie, or stocky and stoic like Applejack, or even sophisticated and classy, like Rarity- but she rather liked her chest to be honest; She thought It was fitting.
"Oh? Ya'll always win, do you? Ya'll wanna have a lil'...heh....competition? See who can get the highest 'score'?" Applejack asked- her grin had turned sinister and now threatened to lop off the top of her head. Rainbow's muzzle twisted to match and she quickly nodded her head.
"Yeah. Hey, YEAH! WAhahaahahahhaha don't worry, Twi. We'll tone those flanks up in no time!! " Rainbow Dash cackled. She was doing stretches now- tugging herself left and right, this way and that, arms up and arched above her head and then down behind her back.
"Okay, I believe you, but why do we have to play at night? Wouldn't this be much more fun during the day?" Twilight asked, casually turning over her shoulder to watch Pinkie lock the backdoor of the bakery- where the housing area was.
"Oh, it's not nearly as much fun during the day. That's super duper hard mode, and you're just a beginner! So we'll play on easy mode to get you started," Pinkie explained, bouncing over to Twilight to 'boop' her nose cutely. Twilight wrinkled her nose and nodded her head. Well, that made sense. Ok, actually, not really, but Twilight was willing to let it slide. She was starting to get rather curious about this game, and was quite eager to play. In front of her, all dressed in pajamas, was Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy didn't want to play, or so she said, and vehemently expressed disinterest in attending Pinkie's little exercise party. Still, five out of six wasn't bad, and if her friends were willing to help her lose the weight, Twilight was all for it.
"I believe we're all ready, darling." Rarity said quietly. She'd been quiet this entire time, leaning against the wall near Twilight and clad in her silky pajamas. Soft, silvery white, made of silk from across the sea, even in her bed clothes, Rarity was the pinnacle of class and style. Her form was more or less outlined by the fabric, leaving her model's figure something to drool over for anyone who caught a glimpse at her. Twilight gave a little shudder.
"Alright, so, how do we start, what do we do?" Twilight giggled. Pinkie's eyes turned to saucers and she bounced around the back yard again, tugging at the clingy material of her pajamas. God, it looked like the girl had been poured into them. Pinkie was a big girl with curves in all the right places. Certainly enough to make mountain roads jealous and circles upset. She was wearing a dark blue pair of pajamas that, somehow, depicted her own smiling face with the words SMILE in bright bubbly rainbow letters. Bubbly. That was the perfect word for Pinkie. She was very, very bubbly. Her big round bubbly breasts bounced and jiggled with her every movement, nipples just faaaaintly outlined under her shirt. Her plump round, bubbly tummy was admittedly, adorable. A perfect little pudgy potbelly that did wonders to compliment her figure. And her big, bubbly butt, packed into that thin, flimsy material, caressing those big broad curves like a second skin. No matter how much Pinkie pulled and tugged, the material just wasn't able to contain all that rump. The deep, dusky 'Y' of her butt cheeks was always, always on display when she wore those pants. A display Twilight noticed often, and often found she couldn't quite keep her glances to herself. There was just something so secret and so alluring about the concept of catching sight of something you shouldn't. Like gaining forbidden knowledge. That was it- secret private knowledge of what Pinkie looked like naked, and Twilight was a helpless sucker for knowledge.
"Alright alright alrighty right right! Heres what you gotta do, Twilight! The game is Yoink! The game starts when I shout YOINK! It's basically tag ok? All you gotta do, is tag us!" Pinkie Pie shouted with a bright and terrifying grin gripping her lips. Twilight raised an eyebrow. Tag? Well...Tag was simple. That didn't explain why they had to play at night though, and wearing their jammies.
But then, maybe it did make sense. Pajamas were thin and loose material- not to terribly clingy, and it was a warm summer night. Not to mention if Pinkie had planned some sort of - 'workout till you passout' game, then wearing your jammies to start with would make sense. Maybe that's why they could only play at night- work out until you were so tired you couldn't hold your head up, then fall asleep the moment you touched the bed. Yeah, that had to be it. It sounded fun, really.
"Alright, so I start as 'It' then?" Twilight asked. Pinkie quickly nodded her head, and clip clopped over, giving Twilight a friendly hug.
"Thaaaaats right-a-rino! Ok to begin we get to blind fold you! We put it on, juuuuust like thiiiiiiis, and then we spin you around, once...twice....three times!" Pinkie giggled wildly. Twilight giggled too, gasping, when she was covered with the blind fold. OK, so it was a mix of Hide-n-Go Seek and Tag with a little bit of 'Pin the Tail' thrown in. Sure that made sense kinda. The sort of thing Pinkie would do and it-
"YOINK!" Pinkie screamed, followed by shrieking giggles. Twilight stood absolutely frozen where she was, in the middle of the yard with her ears pinned down against the back of her head, rapidly turning crimson. No. NO. NO!!! All to suddenly, and all to surprisingly, the game had started. Twilight was standing there, being spun around by Pinkie, and then Pinke had yanked down her pajama pants, and pushed her forward, leaving the poor pony completely bare bottomed and on all fours in the middle of the backyard.
"Ooooo no wonder you want us to help you. Twilight's got a chubby tushie! Look at those big bouncy buns!" Pinkie giggled wildly. The poor purple unicorn blushed a shade of red she didn't think was on the scale, and quickly ripped the blind fold off. No. NO. This couldn't be happening!! Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Pinkie Pie were gone, all disappearing into the town gleefully while, Twilight was left standing there without an inch of clothing below the waist. She tugged the front of her shirt down as far as possible, forcing the fabric down in the front, and up in the back, showing off the twin swells of plump, purple posterior to the world behind her. The twin cheeks bounced and jiggled with every movement- no longer impaired by the tight fabric squeezing them into place. She could feel a chilly tickle of the night, whispering quietly between her legs and caressing her rump in ways it hadn't been able to do before, with her clothes on.
"P-PINKIE! PINKIE WHAT IN TARTARUS!?" Twilight shrieked, before she cut her own voice off. No, she wasn't going to start yelling in the middle of the night- naked and outside. She squirmed helplessly and glanced around towards the door. Inside! She had to get inside!!! Throwing herself towards Sugar Cube Corner, Twilight gave a helpless whine when she realized the door was locked tight- sealed by the key Pinkie had brandished before the game started.
"You'd better hurry darling, you certainly don't want the town to find out there are two moons this evening, hmmm?" A sophisticated voice chided from Twilight's right. Twilight glanced over, whimpering in embarrassment, at the figure of Rarity, who was leaning casually against the southern wall of the bakery. Had she not fled with the others?! What was she doing here? Pity, maybe? There was hope! Rarity would help her!
"R-R-Rarity? What...where-" Twilight sputtered, before Rarity flashed a devious grin.
"Oh? Where are Pinkie and the others? Around, I suppose. I'm in charge of filling you in about the rest of the rules, so please don't make me repeat myself darling. Pinkie has absconded with the questionable fashion statement of your pajamas. You simply must tag her to retrieve them. Of course, that is unless shes handed them off to another of our friends, then you simply must tag THEM in turn. If you tag one of your friends who is NOT holding onto your pajama bottoms, that friend is to return here and is out of play for the rest of the round. If you manage to tag Pinkie, she must unlock Sugar Cube Corner for you, giving your bare backside a bit of a respite from the prying eyes of the town. " Rarity explained, while Twilight glanced back and forth between the mare and Sugar Cube Corner.
"W-Well what if I just teleport inside then?!" Twilight snarled. Rarity gave a warm grin and learned against the back wall, crossing her arms smugly. I know something you don't know written all over her muzzle...
"Weeeeeell, you could try, but Pinkie placed a few wards around the store, according to her. She really does care about your health darling, after all. " Rarity chuckled quietly. Twilight glared. This couldn't be happening...this could NOT be happening!!
"Oh, and to keep you motivated, dear, every time one of us catches sight of that plump purple plot of yours, we are to give it a nice firm -CLAP-...you know...like this!" Rarity announced, and Twilight squealed. Suddenly her bottom was bouncing- jiggling, wobbling from a sudden, powerful SMACK that clapped across both her naked cheeks and sent her stumbling forward.
"ACK!" The purple little pony squealed, and twisted around, only to find Rarity standing there, grinning at her coyly. The one that had been talking to her must have been an illusion- all for Rarity could sneak up behind her and...
"By the way, thats how we gain OUR points. One for every smack! You'd better keep ahead of us if you want to sit down tonight. Catch me if you can, darling! ONE POINT FOR ME!!! I'm FIRST on the board!!" The alabaster mare giggled, and skipped off into the night, leaving Twilight standing and shuddering, squeezing her thighs together with her shirt pulled down as far between her legs as possible.
This was the absolutely LAST time she asked a favor from ANY of her friends. How could they- CLAP CLAP Her bottom bounced again, a sharp stinging surprise that snapped her right out of her thoughts and left two bright red hand prints across the twin globes of her vulnerable rump.
"THATS TWO! TWO FOR ME!!" A scrappy voiced called out as Rainbow Dash shot past her, cackling.
"HEY!" Twilight squealed, turning around, cheeks (both sets) turning red. This had to be a nightmare. Some terrible dream. This was Discords doing. Or Nightmare Moon had returned. Or-or- WHAP!!
This time the blow was so hard Twilight bounced forward, only to catch sight of Applejack racing past her, snickering quietly.
"Ya'll gotta be quicker than that suga'cube! THATS ONE FOR ME!"" Applejack called into the night. Somewhere nearby, someone giggled loudly from the darkness.
"That's still only one! I'm in the lead!" It was Rainbow Dash.
"We'll see about that!" Applejack called out from somewhere in the distance. Twilight took a step back, reaching back to cover her backside with both hands, only to shiver and tremor the moment she felt the cool night's air kiss the pouty little cleft of her pussy. No no no...She pulled the front of her shirt right back down, whimpering as it rose up in the back. This could not be happening...
"BOO!" Pinkie shrieked. Twilight didn't know where Pinkie had come from, or how she got behind her, but it was enough to send the poor, spanked unicorn racing forward. She didn't know where she was running, or how she was supposed to find the others, but she did know one thing: She was about to have a very long night.
Author's Note
Grammar? Who needs grammar! (Lady Rarity needs Grammar, very very badly. Please note if you'd be willing to edit her horrible grammar)
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
