Rainbow Dash groaned as she approached town square again. Already she could hear the chatter of the crowd gathering for the next round between her and Gilda. She hadn't been able to show her face after the competition yesterday; she was far too riddled with embarrassment, and she could only imagine what ponies would say to her now as she headed toward the site of the next round.

She had already publicly embarrassed herself once, though. What would be the harm in doing it again? At least that's what she told herself. It was only an attempt to justify the burning competitive spirit within her. It didn't matter if it was checkers or sex - Rainbow Dash wasn't a loser. And she was already a round up, so there was no way she could back out now. Especially not to Gilda. Not after their history together, a friendship forged in competition.

Besides, once this was all over, maybe there was a way she could use this to advance her fame? At the very least, having Gilda as a slave for a month would be fun. She hadn't considered what she would do yet if she won, but the mere idea of seeing Gilda so defeated and humiliated was reward enough.

She plodded on, avoiding flying, intentionally making the trip longer. She didn't want to be seen, not after yesterday, but as she walked down main street, she could hear the swell of voices just around the corner. She took a deep breath to calm herself. No going back now.

Rainbow Dash stepped out into town square. It didn't take long for ponies to notice her. Stallions grinned at her, and mares snickered as she approached. The crowd was twice the size of yesterday, and the benches they sat on looked like they had been repainted. Gilda was already on stage with Pinkie Pie and Mayor Mare, and a large banner with "DIRTY DUEL" written on it, Rainbow Dash's and Gilda's heads facing off angrily on either side of the words, hung over it all. As she stepped up onstage, she could hear ponies making comments about her ass, or interpreting a stir of her wings as a sign of arousal. Once she was on the boards, she could see the front row of benches had been painted blue, with the white words "SQUIRT ZONE" on the backs. Those seats were packed with very eager, vaguely creepy looking stallions, their eyes wide with excitement, their hooves already furtively stirring their sheaths.

Twilight Sparkle was at it again with Pinkie Pie, looking haggard and quite without sleep, carrying Spike with her. "I searched every library, Pinkie. I even wrote to the Canterlot librarian, and they didn't have it either! I simply cannot find any book on griffon culture that mentions a "Dirty Duel!" It doesn't exist!"

"Well, Twilight, I'm pretty sure it does exist. I remember reading about it before Rainbow Dash and Pinkie went off to Griffonstone," Spike said.

Twilight craned her neck to glare at him, pure fury seething from her face. "You didn't think to bring this up earlier!?"

Spike just shrugged. "You kept telling me 'not now, Spike.' Like always."

"Ugh! Fine! Take me to this book, Spike!" she commanded, swooping off back to her castle.

Pinkie Pie was unfazed. "So, you girls ready? Feeling good? Not nervous about performing lewd sex acts in front of dozens of ponies?"

"Ugh, don't remind me," Rainbow Dash told her.

"What's the matter, Dash? Don't want the mean stallions to make fun of that flat ass of yours?" Gilda taunted.

Dash's face was burning in moments. "No, because they're gonna be too busy making fun of those mosquito bites you call tits!"

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard-!" Gilda roared back.

"We're ready to start, Mayor Mare!" Pinkie Pie called out.

The mayor stepped between them, the crowd's excited chatter settling as she waited to speak. "Ponies of Ponyville, thank you all for coming to this event once more to show your support for griffon-pony relations, and your appreciation for griffon culture. And for those of you that were in attendance yesterday, might I say, what an elegant tradition! I think we can all agree that we witnessed a true showing of beauty, dignity, and the august character of the griffons and their traditions, and I am certain that today will be no different. So, without further ado, I shall turn things over to our referee, Pinkie Pie, to explain the rules of the next round in this Dirty Duel."

Pinkie Pie jumped in front of the mayor, her voice cutting above all. "Alright ladies, yesterday, you put your money where your mouth was. But today, you're gonna back it up with those backsides - we're gonna have an ANAL BEAD TUG OF WAR!"

She held up a string of hot pink beads, long, with each sphere about the size of a golf ball. Gilda and Rainbow Dash gulped as the crowd applauded and cheered. Anal beads were not supposed to be that big, and exactly how many were on that string? They felt their rears clench instinctively.

Mayor Mare ducked in front of Pinkie Pie, and announced, "We'd like to thank our sponsor, Naughty Wyvern, for providing us with the necessary equipment for today's event, and for helping us all 'become adventurous.'"

Pinkie Pie leap-frogged over Mayor Mare. "Our two contestants are going each insert half the string into their tight little tushies, for a total of twenty beads each."

"Twenty beads?" Gilda interrupted. "Twenty beads at that size is way too much. There's no way we're gonna be able to fit them all."

"It's not as much as you'd think, and any less and the competition will be too short! C'mon, live a little! Not every day you get to stuff twenty big beads in your butt and have 'em yanked out in front of a crowd."

Gilda and Rainbow Dash were not impressed. "Whatever," the griffon huffed.

"Anyway, as I was saying, once they're in, you girls are gonna try and get 'em out of each other without using your talons, hooves, mouth, or any other part of your body to touch them. You are allowed to fly, though, so you're gonna want to fly in opposite directions as fast as you can and clench those cheeks tight. Last one with a bead still in her butt wins!"

The two competitors scowled. This event was more humiliating than the last. Rainbow Dash's reassured confidence from earlier was starting to shrivel up. The only thing keeping her from conceding and sparing herself further embarrassment was knowing that Gilda wasn't going to back down.

"Alright ladies, raise those tails and we'll get those tailholes all lubed up with some Naughty Wyvern Pussy Juice Lubricant!"

"Lemme guess, another sponsorship deal?" Rainbow Dash asked as she turned around. Pinkie didn't bother answering, fishing out a bottle of clear fluid.

The two competitors had to take deep breaths to steady themselves and fight blushes. But when Pinkie Pie stepped up behind them, they gingerly lifted their tails. Rainbow Dash could already hear the crowd murmuring, feel them craning to get a better look.

"Gah!" she jumped as she felt a cold, sticky fluid slathered onto her anus. Pinkie's hoof wasn't gentle, prodding hard to massage the lube deep into her ring. When she finished, the breeze felt chillier, and she didn't want to put her tail down. She felt more self-conscious than ever.

"Nnf," Gilda hissed behind her as Pinkie did the same. Rainbow Dash could only hope Gilda felt as awkward and exposed as she did.

"Alright ladies, here come beads," Pinkie announced. The competitors didn't bother responding, gritting their teeth or beaks in anticipation.

Rainbow Dash only heard a light rattling before she felt a large bulb pressed against her slickened rump. She grunted when Pinkie Pie started to push forward. Her hole resisted, a tight clenching, a pressure trying to invade her insides. She knew she had to relax, to try and let this unnatural thing inside of a hole it had no business going into. She steadied herself again.

She bit her lip when it popped in, her butt opening wide before closing shut again around the string. She grunted in her throat. There had certainly been pleasure that she hadn't expected, but now she could feel the foreign object inside of her, a little weight perched in her passages.

But only mere moments later, she huffed as she felt another bead pushing into her, forcing entrance, and she allowed this one in too. After the first one, they started coming quicker, Pinkie Pie feeding the big bulbs into her bottom at a steady pace. Rainbow Dash quickly lost count, but she felt a heat gather in her nethers as her backside became more and more full. Were these enchanted or something? As each bead passed her ring, she felt a warm sensation, like a stroking within her, loosening her up in more ways than one. She was pretty sure she was starting to get wet.

Finally, Pinkie stopped after the last orb made its way into Rainbow Dash. She groaned. She felt much more full than she expected, and every movement seemed to make her squirm. Flying like this would be awkward for sure.

Gilda grunted behind her as Pinkie Pie started pushing the rest of the beads into her ass. Gilda's moans were much less subdued, and Rainbow Dash wondered just how much pleasure she was deriving from this. Her breathing was already getting heavier, and as the final beads were inserted into her, her backside was forced closer and closer to Rainbow's. She could feel the heat pouring from the griffon's nethers on her own rump. Hopefully, that would only make things easier.

"Alright girls, we've got the beads in and ready to be yanked out! Rainbow Dash, you ready?" Pinkie Pie asked.

"Uh, I guess," she answered. She still felt uncomfortable, but was about as ready as she'd ever be.

"Gilda, you ready?'

"Just get on with it already!" she growled.

"Ponyville, you ready for some high-octane, high-speed, no-holds-barred, butt-stuffing, anal-bead-yanking action!?"

The roaring cheer of the crowd was immense, filling town square with shouts, screams, and stomping hooves.

"Alright! This round starts in..."

Rainbow Dash's legs tensed. She kept her breathing even. The weight of anticipation in the moments before a race started was crushing, and Rainbow had to summon all her discipline to keep still until Pinkie started, her legs and wings rippling with tension.

"Three!

"Two!

"One!

"Go!"

Rainbow Dash and Gilda took off in opposite directions, their legs propelling them up and forward like lightning. As soon as their wings lifted them into the air, flapping madly, the mere inches of string between their bottoms was stretched taut.

"Fuck!"

"Ahh!"

Both staggered in flight as several beads were tugged out of them, their tailholes split open, trying to close around the next bead, but the clenching only made the rough sensation ripple through their bodies even harder. The lube was good and prevented nearly all of the pain, but they were left with a hot, tingling sensation in their buttholes when they finally did manage to stop the movement. They flapped, steadying themselves, trying to regain their breath. Dash had lost four beads, Gilda three.

Sweat was already starting to form on Rainbow Dash's brow. That vague warmth she felt was now a raw heat that spread through her like a summer day. Her nethers pulsed. She hadn't expected that to feel so good, and if she hadn't been careful, she could have lost the whole thing right there, distracted by pleasure and roughness. She looked behind her to see how Gilda was doing. Dash couldn't believe she had already lost a fifth of her beads, and that Gilda had managed to hold on better. Maybe Gilda had experience with toys like these? Dash had never considered that, but the idea made her confidence waver.

The tugging was nonstop. Rainbow Dash had to clench her teeth as she squeezed her butt, trying to hold onto the next bead. Gilda's wings were strong, though, and Dash knew she couldn't hold on forever. The pressure against her hole was incredible, and now that it was coming from the inside instead of trying to enter, it was all the more intense, seeming to surge through her entire body. It was all she could do to hold on, every heartbeat sending sparks through her body. She could only tug harder against Gilda and hope.

Gilda wasn't about to give in, either. The harder Rainbow Dash flapped, the harder she flapped back. The pressure built, their bodies trembling, and the crowd strained and murmured to look at their taut holes and moist pussies.

"Nnf!" Gilda grunted as another bead was forced out of her. Her butt had weakened and spread for only a fraction of a second, but with the lubricant, that was enough to make her lose her grip and send another wave of pleasure through her.

Dash sighed with relief as she felt the distance between them grow slightly, even if the taut pulling in her butt hadn't let up. "Too bad, Gilda. I guess we all can't have buns of steel like me!" she taunted.

"Get a grip," Gilda answered. "You wish you had an ass like mine."

The griffon tugged hard in retaliation. "Ughh!" Rainbow Dash cried out as she lost two more beads, her marehood giving a definite throb as they passed out of her. She clenched her ass again, trying to catch her breath quickly. She hadn't been prepared for the burst of strength from Gilda, and she felt the heat of fury rise alongside the heat of pleasure within her. She was losing six to four now, and that was unacceptable.

Dash flapped harder. The two were staying in place, but Dash flew like she was going for a sonic rainboom. Gilda tried to reciprocate, and their wings and opposing momentum sent them away from the stage and over the crowd. Scores of necks craned up as camera shutters snapped pics of their underbellies, their taut nipples, dripping pussies, and slick assholes.

Yet no matter what Rainbow Dash did, Gilda's grip seemed tight and secure. Sweat was dripping down Rainbow's neck and back now, but no amount of effort could make Gilda budge.

"Nng, come on Dash," Gilda barked back. "With scrawny little flanks like that, no wonder you got so good with that mouth of yours. It's all the stallions want!"

"Argh!" Dash cried out as Gilda jerked again, another two beads yanked out of her asshole.

Before she could even catch her breath, Gilda was at it again. "You might have been pretty good at eating my pussy, but only because you were so good at kissing my ass!"

"Fuck!" Another yank, another two beads, another throb of her nethers as Rainbow Dash staggered in midair. Her belly felt lighter now, but her resolve was swaying as much as she was. How was Gilda pulling so hard without using her talons, tail, or beak? Rainbow Dash needed to figure it out, because the taut pressure against her asshole wasn't letting up, and she was already halfway to losing.

Rainbow Dash adjusted, shifting her hips forward a little as she steadied herself, and she felt some of the string come with her as she tugged Gilda backwards.

The pegasus grinned. This round really was about how good she was with her ass.

"Oh, you'd like me to do that again, wouldn't you? Why don't you moan for the crowd like you did yesterday?" Rainbow Dash said. She punctuated her remark with a buck of her hips and hindlegs, pulling her own butt forward, and the string of beads with her. Her wingpower added the last bit of force she needed to yank two beads out of Gilda's rear.

"Ohhh shit," Gilda cursed under her breath. Dash could hear her heavy breathing from where she flew, and she felt the line between them shake as she faltered. With an ass as sensitive as Gilda's, Rainbow Dash could only imagine how she must be feeling right now.

But she wasn't about to let up. "You sound like a cat in heat, Gilda. But I guess that's half-true, huh?" With another thrust forward, Dash got another bead out of Gilda, and another moan.

The two were both sweating and moaning, and Rainbow Dash could feel her pussy starting to drip from the pressure in her belly, but she could only imagine how Gilda was doing. The front rows beneath them were probably getting rained on by sticky drops of griffon juice. Dash knew she had to go in for the kill.

Gilda beat her to the punch. "I'd rather be half-cat than a loser!" Gilda barked. Rainbow Dash felt the line slack as Gilda flapped backwards, closer to Dash. Rainbow Dash didn't expect it, and wasn't able to match Gilda's speed, but as soon as she realized what was happening, it was too late. Gilda only needed a split-second of lax line to rocket forward.

The beads tore out of Rainbow Dash's asshole, several at a time, and her eyes shot open as pleasure overcame her. A jolt of lightning spread through her muscles, her belly wrenching as the rough, bumpy tugging took her. It was all she could do to squeeze down, part of it instinct, a response to her pleasure.

"Argh!" Rainbow Dash roared as the beads came to a stop, still tugging at her tailhole from within. She had lost six of them, and her chest shook with harsh panting as she tried to catch her breath. The crowd below had certainly gotten some rain from her now. For a moment, her thoughts were seized by the onlookers, gawking at her, lusting after her body on display for them. Her ears were burning with their voices.

"Damn, think of how she'd sound if you were stuffing her," a stallion commented.

"Yeah, but look at that griffon! She's leaking like a faucet! I don't think she's winning as hard as it looks."

Rainbow Dash knew Gilda would be winding up for the final push, the last tug that would tear the last four beads from her butt. But she had listened to the crowd enough. It was time to get her head back into the game.

"You're already a loser, Gilda," Rainbow Dash said. She bucked her hips forward, not even as hard as she had before, but she grinned in satisfaction as she felt two more beads fly free from Gilda's rump accompanied by a pleasured grunt. The taut stretching was strong in Rainbow's ass, but she knew she had the upper hoof. "You lost to me yesterday, remember? I was so good you couldn't help but squirt all over that crowd." She thrust again with another powerful pump of her wings, and Gilda roared as three more beads were yanked out, her juices spattering below as her pussy throbbed.

Gilda's breath was ragged, but she still barked back, "Yeah, and they were gawking at your tits just like they are now. Make sure to spread your legs and give 'em a good look!"

"Hnng!" Rainbow Dash grunted as Gilda pulled forward, yanking another two beads from Rainbow Dash. The pegasus only had two left, but she knew Gilda was desperate. She ignored the crowd, and started flapping backwards toward the unsuspecting griffon. The line grew awfully slack.

"No worries, I'll make sure you give them a repeat performance too!" Rainbow Dash taunted. Gilda's eyes widened as Dash shot forward like a bullet. The line straightened and straightened until it quickly snapped taut.

"Aughh! Fuck!" Gilda screamed. Beads were racing out of her ass fast as lightning. She tried to clench down, and they slowed slightly, but she was too tired and pleasure-addled to stop them entirely, only slow them, giving them more surface of her tailhole to tug against as Rainbow Dash yanked them out. The pleasure was overwhelming.

With a ragged cry, all eight remaining beads were ripped from Gilda's ass as she was driven to a spasming, moaning, squirting climax, her legs and tail twitching, her wings beating erratically to try and keep her aloft, her clear fluids spurting out over the crowd below as her voice rang out through town hall.

Rainbow Dash landed smugly on the stage as Gilda collapsed, her battered rump facing the crowd, her tail lofted aside, her wet pussy and abused hole open for all to see. She could still feel the beads in her ass, but without the tugging, she was able to relax. She wiped sweat from her brow, grinning down at the tired, defeated mess of a griffon next to her.

Pinkie Pie siezed Rainbow Dash's hoof and reared up on her hindlegs with the pegasus. "We have a winner! Round two goes to Rainbow Dash!"

Another raucous cheer from the crowd, and Rainbow Dash beamed back at them as they whooped and hollered and stamped their hooves. They loved her. They couldn't get enough of this.

Even if she was slutting herself in front of a crowd, maybe she could get used to this. After all, fame was fame, right?

Gilda groaned, and Rainbow Dash and the crowd could barely hear what she said as she jabbed a talon at her rival. "This... this isn't over, Rainbow Dash. We still got a ways to go. And I'm going to make you pay."

Dash played it cool. "Yeah, yeah. Try not to soak the stage, alright? Looks like they just painted it."

Pinkie Pie's voice cut above Gilda's growl. "Alright fillies and gentlecolts! The score stands Rainbow Dash two, Gilda zilch, but this Duel's still getting started, and it's anypony's game. Make sure to show up to tomorrow's round to see if our hometown gal can keep up her lead, or if we'll see the beginning of an epic comeback from the underdog griffon!"

Another cheer. Rainbow Dash waved, but froze when she felt that rough tension in her asshole again.

"Gah!" she cried out as the last two beads still lodged in her were yanked out of her asshole. She staggered as the last wave of pleasure shot through her, but then snapped her head to see what had happened. Gilda, still lying on the stage, held the string in her talons, grinning wickedly. Rainbow Dash snorted and lowered her ears, glaring at her.

"Looks like things are already heating up for tomorrow!" Pinkie Pie said.

Author's Note

Thanks to Flutternight, whose donation funded this bonus chapter. There's still three chapters yet to be unlocked, and Rainbow Dash currently leads with $15. Be sure to check out this blog post if you're interested in seeing more of this story.