Nudist Dash

"Give 'em a hoof, folks, for Firewings and Flash"

"Flash" was going commando in a Wonderbolt costume again (why mess with what works?), and was already leaking vaginal lubricant through the crotch. It was her actual Wonderbolt costume, but Flash trusted in Twilight's magic glasses to keep anyone from noticing it was a bit TOO accurate. Also, you could see her pussy through the material. That was a plus in Rainbow's book.

"Firewings" was of the school of taking it slow and steady to make it more exciting. She was wearing a lot of really frilly underwear-y things. Which was quite interesting, as Flash was wearing NO underwear, so together they made a complete outfit, in a way. She was also wearing a variation on a pair of Supermare glasses, but hers were in the form of a hairtie, which Twilight said would work exactly as well. Firewings's portion of the show used a lot of flapping about, and she wanted something more secure. She was a lot more familiar with the nuances of Pegasus stripping, so this time, Flash was more into being her wingpony. And, as Flash said, that stripping together made it even more AWESOME!

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Right at the peak, the finale, when they were both finally completely naked and dripping, with sweat from the stage lights and ... other things, Flash was reaching up and grabbing Stripfire's butt with both forehooves, holding her upside-down while Stripfire flapped, revealing both of their undercarriages to the audience, and getting a mouthful of wingfeathers for her trouble; and so, with preening still in her mind from the discussion before the show, and full of the sexy hormones and endorphins the show gave her, she nibbled a couple, right in the center.

Note that this was not in the script. And Stripfire and Flash were both already pretty near maximum arousal possible.

The effect was immediate and intense.

Stripfire moaned very VERY loudly. It could be heard over the music. Hell, it could probably be heard OUTSIDE. All four hooves splayed out straight, as did her tail and both wings. Her entire body blushed red. The slow, dripping leak from her vagina, which Flash was holding up to the audience, exposed to all the world like a trophy, turned into a steady stream, from the sudden increase in arousal. She was obviously about to burst.

"FLASHifYOUdon'tSTOPthatRIGHTnowI'MgoingTOsprayTHISwholeAUDIENCEandWEwon'tBEinvitedBack."

Flash immediately spat out the feathers, her pupils shrinking to pinpricks. She knew she had bucked up.

Dash immediately flapped and took to the air, taking the weight off of Spitfire's nethers, bringing herself upside down, and face-to-face with now rightside-up Spitfire.

Hanging upside down was a mistake. Her glasses were coming off. They were slowly sliding down her face, and not in a sexy way.

Those absolutely had to stay on or Flash would be recognized as Dash.

Those absolutely had to stay on or her career would be ruined.

Those absolutely had to stay on or someone in the audience would put two and two together and recognize Firewings must be Spitfire, too.

Dash scrambled at Spitfire's wing, instinctively trying to climb it to re-right herself in panic, fighting gravity like a drowning sailor, while Spitfire grabbed at Dash's snout, trying to provide an extra second of impulse to get the glasses to stay on Dash's face.

There was no thought behind any of it, only sheer, blind, naked panic. Two Wonderbolts, clambering over each other in midair, as if caught in a tornado; becoming as one.

The result was more of a lunge than anything they'd rehearsed for the ending; they were colliding into each other, desperate to hang on to the glasses. Time seemed to slow down. Dash could feel each heartbeat. Each flap. A single drop of arousal running up her upside-down, left-rear hoof. The air currents blew through her feathers. The universe seemed to be on pause.

Then, together, they managed to tumbleweed-bounce into the curtains, punching through, offstage. The curtains fluttered back together behind them, putting them out of view.

Amid much panting, they could hear the sound of applause from the other side.

Time had restarted.

They lay there, just breathing, belly to belly, on top of each others' naked bodies for a time, listening to the audience clap.

Spitfire spoke first, "Should we hit the showers together, Flash?"

Flash was still talking face-down into Spitfire's abdomen, "Wanna go out there and get our clothes, first?"

"No, not really."

"Buck it, then. Sure. We'll just go naked. Give the folks backstage a show, too."

"Better bring your glasses, then."

* * *

Firewings moaned lewdly as Flash straightened a feather on Firewings's erect wings, under the rushing water. Firewings was arching her back almost backwards with her front hooves planted firmly on the tile wall, exposing her belly to the shower stream. "Celestia, I'm going to have the best wings in all Cloudsdale at the rate you're going, Flash." Firewings was eliciting a moan from Flash in turn, where Flash lay face-down on the floor underneath her, with Flash's own erect wings sticking straight up in a V shape, tangling with Firewings's, while Firewings tongued the space between Flash's primaries and secondaries on Flash's right wing. It was glorious!

Flash moaned out, "I think I'm going to have you beat in that department. Ooh. Aah. We should do this before our Wonderbolt shows. Heh. That'll get 'em talking."

"Yeah, right, much as I'd like to, I think that would actually get them talk..."

A booming knock on the door belayed the oversized Bouncer who was guarding the (un)dressing room, "Pardon me, but we have a VIP pass member who wants to see you. Should I let them in? Do you want to get dressed first, or...?"

"That'll be Twilight," Dash narrowed her eyes and smiled, "You wanna let her in now? Let her get an eyefull?"

"Sure! Let me finish my shower though. Maybe she can watch. Put on your glasses first, so the bouncer can't see you." Stripfire raised her voice to be heard over the shower, "Let 'em in."

Sure enough, upon the door opening, there stood Twilight, looking down guiltily, "Hey, um, Rainbow; I didn't know your show would be quite so ... exciting. And arousing. It was... exceptionally..."

Rainbow finished for her, "...hot? Twi, have you ... never seen stripping before? You did lead a sheltered life in Canterlot. Don't you know what kinds of things they do in Las Pegasus? Aren't you the one who knows everything?"

"I guess not. I am so very sorry, Dash. We won't come again if you don't want us to."

Dash said, "Are you kidding? That's the hottest part! I loved that you came; that's why I gave you the... Wait... 'we'?"

Dash looked over to one side, at some blurry other shapes that slowly resolved themselves into ponies... Twilight was standing in a group of five very familiar ponies who were all standing outside the door. Dash covered her crotch with her forehooves; her face blushed all the way up to her ears. She was naked in front of all her friends. She hadn't felt this exposed since the very first day she lost her underwear. "Wait, Twilight, YOU BROUGHT EVERYONE?! DO THEY RECOGNIZE ME?!"

Rarity turned to Twilight, "I thought you said no one would recognize us!"

Pinkie, Fluttershy and Applejack joined Dash in Looking at Twilight, who explained; "Oh, crap... the spell works like a wall. Everyone outside the spell can't recognize anyone inside the spell, but everyone inside the spell can still recognize each other. The spell is a wall of recognition dividing them. So, yes since we're all under the umbrella of the same spell, Dash can see you. And you can see her. Um... naked."

Rainbow Dash shifted in place somewhat, clasping her back legs together and covering up her teats with a forehoof, and her pussy with another.

Applejack piped up, "Told you it would just make it worse. We shoulda told her we were comin' from the start. It might've got weird for her friends wachin' instead of complete strangers."

Twilight nodded, "I guess we should have asked before we came, but, well... you were really excited about me seeing your nude Wonderbolt practice. And everyone loved that one so much."

Dash stared at Twilight, "Wait, they saw that, too?!"

"Now, I didn't tell them, they found out on their own, but they... borrowed Supermare glasses from me, so neither you, or them, wouldn't be embarrassed by their showing up. They... really wanted to see your show. So did I, to tell the truth."

Dash smiled, "That's actually pretty awesome. I was more worried about the spell, thought it hadn't worked."

"Oh, it worked fine, from what I could see, and I saw quite a lot... " Twi trailed off, before she continued, "So... I told them about this show, too, after you told me about it and asked for the glasses, and gave me the ... pass, so everyone came along here, too. I didn't know this one would be so ... different from the Wonderbolts's ..."

Pinkie Pie, who was wise in the ways of such things, gave Rainbow Dash a big ol' (albeit naked) hug, "It's okay, Rainbow Flash, we still love you, no matter what you're into! Heck, you should see some of the stuff that I do! It's okay, we accept you, anyway. If you want to strip, that's fine with Pinkie. I won't think any less of you for it. Especially when you do it so well. Can I have your autograph? You were amazing up there!"

Fluttershy joined the hug, "That's right. If you're uncomfortable with us coming, then we won't come any more. But I did absolutely love your show! If you let us, I wouldn't mind coming to see it again, um... if that's okay with you. And ... Firewings, was it? That was a neat thing you did preening at the end. It was a nice, light touch, without it being the whole focus of the show. It was ... nice."

Firewings had turned off the water, and came out still sopping wet. she wrapped her towel around Dash's shoulders, while Firewings, instead, stood there naked and dripping, off to one side. "Here ya go, Flash. You want to be decent for your friends?"

Flash removed her hooves from her crotch, grabbed the towel, and handed it back off to Firewings, "No; it's okay. I guess they've already seen more of me than I ever thought they would, and, well, they still came over here to see how I was handling it. So ... thanks. Thanks, everyone. So, what did you think about the rest of the show?"

Applejack softly punched Rainbow Dash's shoulder, "Ya did great, Dash! I wasn't sure what was happening at the end with the feathers, but Fluttershy seemed to get a right kick out of it!"

Fluttershy meeped and covered her blushing face with her forehooves, "That was so very hot. I very nearly needed a change of underpants after that. You're very good at what you do, Rainbow Dash, or I guess I should call you Rainbow Flash?"

Pinkie smiled at Fluttershy, "Maybe you should get a private show. I think you'd both like that. You know you want to. Dashy wants it, too. C'mon; we're all among friends, here; you can admit it. This is a no shame zone. Heck, we are in a Las Pegasus strip show."

Fluttershy nodded under her hooves, "I... actually ... would like that. Very much."

* * *

Rainbow Dash sauntered into the library with her book, absolutely. buck. naked., eliciting a wingboner and facehoof from Twilight. "Rainbow Dash! Did you fly all the way here from your house completely nude?"

Dash leaned casually against the counter with one hoof, "Yeah, why? Do you really want me to wear clothes next time? Or would you rather see me like this? Be honest. Which would you prefer?"

"I ... don't really have an argument to that. You ... really don't mind?"

"I'd rather run around without clothes on, anyway. And... I got you a book. Well, technically Fluttershy did, but she was too shy to help deliver it."

"A book? You know me so well."

"Especially this one. I realized something, ever since you got your wings." Rainbow Dash showed Twilight Sparkle the cover, "Over the next few weeks, the two of us, me and Fluttershy, we're going to teach you how to preen. Those wings are going to shine!"