Cadance's Clothesfree Camping Curriculum

Twilight Sparkle stepped out of her tent, and felt the warm summer sun on her skin.

All of her skin.

Save for her sneakers, glasses, and the necklace with her magical superpower geode, she was absolutely bare, exposing herself to the world. Or, well, at least to her friends. Twilight fidgeted with her hands, fighting down the urge to cover herself. After all, all of her friends were just as naked as she was. On one level, it was like looking at her friends in a completely new light. Oh, she’d caught fleeting glimpses of skin in the locker rooms, but never anything like this. Twilight bit at her lower lip, and curled her toes within her shoes. Compared to her friends, she was … unimpressive. She wasn’t as tall as Applejack, or as athletic as Rainbow Dash. Not as curvy as Pinkie, as elegant as Rarity, as slim as Fluttershy, or as … perfect as Sunset Shimmer.

Twilight found herself staring at the subtle lines of the redhead’s back, eyes tracking down the curve of her spine, to her tight, rounded butt. Obviously, there had been some kind of magic involved when Sunset came over from the pony dimension, Twilight concluded. She briefly wondered what she’d change about herself, if given the chance. Would it be, like, magical plagiarism if she modeled her ideal body on Sunset’s borderline-bombshell figure? Of course, using such powerful magic for something so trivial would be completely irresponsible, and--

“Yo, earth to Twilight?” Rainbow Dash snapped her fingers in front of Twilight’s face.

“I’m paying attention!” Twilight shook her head, and turned to face her rainbow haired friend.

“To Sunset’s ass! Ha!” Rainbow Dash laughed too hard at her own joke, as she usually did. “But I guess I can’t blame her. She’s got a great ass.”

“I do?” Sunset Shimmer twisted a little as she tried to get a look at herself. Which, coincidentally, put the rest of ten out of ten body on display. “I always thought it was a little flat.”

“That just means you keep in shape! And what a shape, am I right?” Rainbow winked.

“Please, Rainbow.” Rarity peered at Rainbow Dash over the rim of her cats-eye sunglasses. “You needn’t be crass about it.”

“Don’t act like you haven’t been scoping Applejack out this whole time, Rarity. You’ve just been hiding it behind your shades! I’m onto you.” She grinned.

“Wait what?” Applejack looked down at her gym-commercial-worthy body, then looked up at Rarity. “Is that true?”

“Ahahahahah.” Rarity forced a laugh and slid her sunglasses back into place, though they did little to hide the rosy blush rising in her cheeks. “I’m not staring. I’m … appreciating. I mean, look at you, Applejack.” Rarity took a half step closer to the farmgirl, reaching out for just a moment before she pulled her hand back. “You are, objectively speaking, gorgeous. Why, if it weren’t for that hat of yours, you’d look like some sort of amazon warrior?”

“Heeeey.” Rainbow Dash rubbed at her chin. “Last time we went to camp we got magic superpowers-- how cool would it be if this time, we got magic swords? That’d totally be worth a little bit of boob sunburn!”

“I, um, I have sunscreen if you need it.” Fluttershy said.

“We’re getting sidetracked.” Sunset Shimmer said. “Let’s worry less about swords, and more about finding out if Cadance is under the influence of rogue magic, alright? And if we’re going to do that, we’re gonna have to be … casual. So we might as get the awkwardness out of the way, right? I mean, no use in staring-- we’re all young women in pretty much peak condition. I’m hot, Applejack’s hot, Twilight’s hot--”

“I am?” Twilight blurted.

“--and if we spend all of our time just scoping each other out, then we might miss something important.” Sunset Shimmer flicked her crimson hair over her shoulder. “So let’s just get the awkwardness out of the way already, ‘cause we’ve got work to do.”

“Sunset’s right.” Twilight nodded. “It may be a little weird now, but a little … exposure really doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things if the world’s in danger. And if it is, we can save Cadance from whatever magical thingie that’s got her, and then we can put our clothes back on and never talk about this again.”

“And if it isn’t?” Pinkie Pie canted her head to the side.

“I, uh, guess then we just follow Cadance’s … program? She keeps on saying it’ll be fun--”

“Neat! ‘cause I’m already having fun!” Pinkie Pie bounced in place, all jiggly enthusiasm. “Everything’s more fun when you’re naked!”

Despite the awkwardness of the situation, Twilight found herself reassured by her friend’s optimism. “Pinkie, I hope you’re right.”

Cadance met them at the dining hall. As expected, she was nude save for her hiking boots, and a fanny pack slung loosely around her shapely hips. She smiled as she sized up the septet, gaze flicking over the clean, bare skin of her erstwhile ‘students.’

“I know this may feel a little strange for some of you, but I promise, that feeling will pass. By the end of the week, you won’t want to get dressed again. And if you’re lucky, you just might not have to.” Cadance winked.

“Woo!” Pinkie Pie cheered.

“Now, I see you’ve all brought your gear-- did everyone take out everything they needed? Socks? Matches? Flashlights, that sort of thing?”

The girls nodded.

“Perfect! In that case, follow me.” Cadance turned around (offering quite the view of her heart-shaped derriere) and headed into the dining hall. “We’ll keep everyone’s clothes stowed in this closet for the week.”

“Is that … strictly necessary?” Twilight said.

“It is!” Cadance said, cheery. “Remember, a cornerstone of the program is getting you out of your comfort zone. And, by handing your clothes over, it ensures that you stay out of your comfort zone, which will give you the chance to acclimate to the new normal.”

“The naked normal, more like!” Pinkie said.

“That’s right!” Cadance smiled, and slid open a closet door. “Now, just put your bags on the shelves, and we’ll get them back to you at the end of the week.”

“Okie dokie!” Pinkie Pie said, and tossed her suitcase in. Rarity went next, though her luggage took a little bit longer to stow away.

“Mmmf. Pity I won’t get to show off the special matching outfits I made for everyone … “ Rarity sighed.

“Y’know, maybe this whole ‘camp naked’ thing ain’t a bad idea after all.”

“Hush, Applejack.”

The rest of the girls followed suit. Sunset Shimmer put her bag in last-- though as she did so, Cadance stood too far away for an ‘accidental’ touch that could trigger a memory-dive.

“Is that everyone?” Cadance confirmed, then shut the closet door. “And, just to be sure … “ Cadance pulled a combination lock out of her fanny pack, and used it to lock the closet door with a resounding ‘click.’

“Is that … strictly necessary?” Twilight stared at the lock.

“It will be if I move the program to a larger class size, just as an anti-theft precaution. It’s not that I don’t trust you, Twilight-- I just want to make sure my instruction’s the same no matter how many students I have. And, speaking of which, it’s time we move onto the next part of the curriculum!” Cadance clapped her hands. “There are seven paper bags on the table over there-- I’d like all of you to grab one, and look inside.”

The girls went over and picked bags. The brown grocery paper crinkled under Twilight’s fingers. Curious, she opened up the top and looked inside--

Wieners.

The thick, long sausages were still sealed in their package, but still had an undeniably phallic look. Twilight blushed, then shook her bag a little to make sure she hadn’t somehow missed something. But no, all wieners. Was this some kind of lewd joke? Or was this somehow part of a sex-ed program? Though in that case, Twilight thought that bananas were the more common item to be used for demonstrating the correct way to put on a condom. She shook her head and looked up-- surely, there must have been some kind of mistake. She looked to her right, where her friend Pinkie stood, looking into her bag with wide-eyed interest.

“Ooooh, Ding Dongs!” Pinkie Pie cheered.

“What.” Twilight said.

“Ding Dongs!” Pinkie Pie reached into her bag and triumphantly pulled out a box of chocolate snack cakes.

“Oh. Oh.” Twilight said.

“What gives? I only got condiments.” Rainbow Dash pulled a bottle of ketchup out of her bag.

“I get it.” Sunset Shimmer took a bag of hot dog buns out of her own bag. “We each get one part of lunch, and it’s up to us to figure out how to share it.”

“Ah, what a lovely idea!” Rarity said. “Especially since all my bag appears to have is a jar of pickles. Not exactly an appealing meal on its own.”

“Oooh,” Pinkie Pie leaned on Rarity’s shoulder to peer into her bag. “Are you saying you wouldn’t … relish the idea?”

Rarity sighed, and thrust her bag into Pinkie’s arms. “Let’s just have lunch, then. That way we’ll at least be spared from your terrible puns while you eat.”

“Okay!” Pinkie Pie said, cheerily.

In short order, the girls pooled their resources. Applejack’s bag just held charcoal and matches, so she went to a metal grill outside and got a fire going in short order. Fluttershy’s bag held various bottled drinks (non-alcoholic, to Twilight’s relief), and soon they rummaged some ice and a cooler out of the dining hall kitchen as well.

Pinkie Pie happily took over the grill and started warming up hot dogs, bravely facing the fire with nothing but a thin, too-small apron she found in the dining hall’s kitchen. Twilight supposed the apron didn’t violate Cadance’s ‘no clothing’ rule, mostly because of the way it strained to fully cover Pinkie’s more-than-ample chest, with one or both of Pinkie’s thick nipples poking out the side more often than not. Which was to say nothing of the way the little bow tied at the small of Pinkie’s back almost presented her more-than-sizable rump like a gift.

Twilight wrenched her eyes away from Pinkie’s rump and got herself an iced tea. She gulped down nearly half of the cold, refreshing liquid, then let herself look back at her friends. They cooked, they ate, they laughed. All and all, it was just like a barbecue out at Applejack’s farm-- except for the utter lack of clothing. The division of resources was obviously a team building exercise. And a welcome distraction, to boot. As things went on, it became less awkward. Slightly. At least, on a purely objective level, the summer sun was warm enough that not bothering with clothing was quite the logical option. Even the mild activity of putting lunch together was enough to make Twilight thirsty.

“What’re you thinking about?” Cadance asked, snapping Twilight out of her thoughtful daze.

“Oh!” Twilight blurted. “Nothing! Or, uh-- well, just … getting used to things, I guess? I mean, it’s not every day that you and your friends run around the woods naked. Ha ha.”

“Not every day yet.” Cadance winked.

“Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, one of my goals with the program is that it’s not a singular experience. Participants would be encouraged to come back for later sessions, possibly as staff. Or they might even branch out and start exploring the concepts on their own … it might even become something of a social movement! Just imagine, people shedding their inhibitions, walking proudly naked down the street without a care in the world … “ Cadance trailed off into a daydreamy sigh.

“Uh. Ooooh-kay?” Twilight blinked, then drained the last of her iced tea. An idea began to form. “Hey, Sunset? Could you get me another drink?”

“Sure thing, Twilight.” Sunset bent over to rummage through the cooler. Twilight made it a point not to look Sunset’s magically-perfect body over as she did so. She stood, bringing over a fresh iced tea in each hand--

--so Twilight tripped her.

It was a subtle thing, just a foot out in her path. Sunset stumbled, perhaps more than she needed to-- she even had enough time to share a wink with Twilight before she stepped right into Cadance. Sunset’s eyes shimmered green, and for a moment, everyone went silent.

“Whoa, easy there!” Cadance took Sunset by the shoulders and stood her on her two feet again. “Gotta watch where you step!”

“Eheh, sorry.” Sunset blinked and her eyes stopped glowing before Cadance could see. “Just … happy to be at camp, I guess?”

“Me too!” Cadance beamed. “Anyway, you guys have been doing great so far. I’ve got a little work I need to do to get ready for the next group exercise. You guys enjoy the rest of your lunch, and make sure you clean up afterward. I’ll let you hang out and get settled in, and then we’ll meet up at the dining hall again in a couple of hours for the next group activity. See you then!” She turned around, and briskly walked off, each stride making Cadance’s ass move in an almost hypnotic manner.

Twilight waited until her sister in law was out of sight before she focused on Sunset. “Well?”

“Okay, so … it was a little bit jumbled, but I don’t think Cadance has been possessed, or replaced, or is under the influence of Equestrian magic, or anything like that.”

“But?” Twilight said. “It … sounds like there’s a but.”

“Well.” Sunset Shimmer’s cheeks tinted in an uncharacteristic blush. “From what I saw, Cadance is … horny. Really, really horny.”