Author's Notes:

The Canterlot Streaker by DSK and thedarkitty
Streaker(s): Anthro Rarity

Rarity was sitting at an outside table at the Grand Galloping Gala enjoying the quiet music, the cool night air, and the noticeable absence of Prince Blueblood. Even after all this time the unicorn was still sore over that unfortunate experience, and she took another drink of her champagne to try and drown her memories.

When Rarity lowered her glass, she scanned the area for any eligible bachelors, and her attention was caught by a lone stallion with dark blue fur, wearing one of the best suits Rarity had ever seen. Her mind went to formulate the best plan of introducing herself, but it proved unnecessary as the stallion began walking towards her.

Rarity’s heartbeat quickened with excitement, and she wondered if at long last she would finally find true love. “Good evening,” the stallion greeted, sitting in the chair opposite her. “I couldn’t help but think to myself, a mare as beautiful as you, should never be sitting alone.” Rarity’s cheeks flushed slightly, and she tried to hide it by taking another sip of champagne. “I’m Night Shade, by the way.”

Rarity was about to introduce herself, when Night Shade suddenly stared fearfully at something over her shoulder, before running off like Nightmare Moon herself was coming for his soul. “What in the world?” Rarity muttered as she glanced over her shoulder, and before she could even scream, the Smooze of Discord descended upon her.

Twilight Sparkle gave a sigh of relief that everything was going perfectly at this year’s Grand Galloping Gala. Her friends were mingling in well with the other attendees, and even Discord seemed to be behaving himself. Though Twilight still had some reservations about the pile of green ooze the Lord of Chaos had brought with him. But all in all, it looked like everything was going to be fine...

“OPEN THIS DOOR!” Rarity shrieked, effectively stopping Twilight’s thought in its tracks, as she pounded the locked door from the other side. The Alicorn hastily ran through the crowd wondering what horrible things could have happened to her friend, and she opened the door with her magic, revealing a green slime-covered Rarity looking quite distraught and traumatized.

“That creature took my jewels!” Rarity screamed, pointing an accusing finger at the Smooze just as it took the jewels off another unsuspecting pony.

Twilight rounded on Discord, glaring daggers down her muzzle with displeasure. “I thought I told you to keep your friend under control!”

“Oh please,” Discord muttered. “I have better things to do than watch that thing all night.” There was a moment of awkward silence, and Discord gave a nervous chuckle. “What I meant to say is, that thing is a dear dear friend, and I’ll make sure that the ooze it can’t help but secrete won’t get on anypony else.” With a flash of light, Discord disappeared, and reappeared next to the still distraught and slime covered unicorn.

With a snap of the Chaos Lord’s talons, a vacuum cleaner appeared, and Discord began sucking the slime from Rarity’s dress. Unfortunately for Rarity, she hadn’t designed her dress to resist a powerful slime sucking vacuum. She squealed in horrified embarrassment as her dress was lifted over her head, leaving her standing there wearing nothing more than her lacy panties and bra.

Rarity couldn’t believe what had just happened to her. She had just lost her one-of-a-kind designer dress to a slime sucking vacuum cleaner, and she was now standing in the middle of the Gala wearing nothing but her painfully less than concealing underwear. Rarity could do nothing but stand there frozen with mortification as she realized the crowd of Canterlot’s elite - as well as her friends - were all staring at her with complete shock.

“Oops, missed a spot,” Discord said, once again aiming the vacuum cleaner’s nozzle at her.

“DISCORD, NO!” Rarity screamed, as her hands flew to protect the only pieces of garments that preserved her modesty. But it was too late, and there was an ominous tearing sound as Rarity’s undergarments were torn free from her body. Her marehood and breasts were left completely exposed and on display for a ballroom filled with Canterlot’s most snobby, judgmental, and posh ponies – not to mention the stallion she had been with earlier, and the royal sisters.

The silence following the unicorn’s sudden (and extremely hot) exposure was deafening, and Rarity’s face burned so hot, she felt as if she would melt into the ground. Not that Rarity would mind if that happened, as nothing was worse than the humiliating scene she now found herself in.

“DISCORD!” Rarity yelled, placing an arm over her breasts, and covering her marehood with a hand in a rather vain attempt to conceal her nakedness from the large group of strangers staring at her. “I DEMAND THAT YOU GIVE ME MY CLOTHES BACK NOW!”

The unicorn’s whole face was a deep tomato-like crimson from the embarrassment of her situation. The sight was more than enough to cause Discord to give out an amused chuckle. “Alas, I’m afraid your clothes are now lost in the intricate waves of time and space…”

“THEY’RE RIGHT THERE IN THAT VACUUM CLEANER!”

A quick snap of taloned claws caused the vacuum cleaner to disappear. “Oops, I seem to have misplaced it.”

“DISCORD!” Rarity screamed, her sapphire eyes wild as she stood on the threshold of uncontrolled hysteria. “GIVE ME SOME CLOTHES, NOW!”

“Fine,” Discord huffed, once again clicking his talons. The most skimpiest and hottest lingerie Rarity had ever seen appeared, floating in the air in front of her. From her vantage point elsewhere in the room, Rainbow Dash’ wings flared open in a massive wingboner.

“GET ME OUT OF HERE!” Rarity screamed, not wanting to spend one more humiliation-filled second standing naked in the middle of the Grand Galloping Gala.

Once the bright flash from Discord’s teleporting spell cleared from her eyes, Rarity gave a sigh of relief once she noticed she was no longer standing naked in the middle of the Gala’s ballroom in front of Canterlot’s elite. But her sense of relief was short lived as she realized she was standing in the middle of Canterlot’s busiest, and most crowded shopping district. Still! Completely! Nude! And to make matters worse, her hands were no longer concealing her lady bits, and a few ponies – mostly stallions – paused to gaze at the naked, goddess-like beauty before them.

Rarity’s cheeks burned brighter, and she refused to believe her current situation was nothing more than a horribly vivid dream. Yes, this was nothing more than an alcohol, and sugar-induced nightmare, and all she had to do was wake herself up and everything would be completely fine.

Rarity yelped as she gave herself a hard pinch, and her eyes widened in horror as she realized this wasn’t really a nightmare, and she had actually been standing in the street for almost a minute with her breasts and marehood perfectly displayed to the world.

“STOP STARING AT ME!” Rarity screeched, using her arms and hands to cover her exposed privates, but when Rarity saw several stallions pulling their cameras out, the naked mare did the only thing she could think of. She ran.

But running stark-naked through Canterlot – one of the biggest and most crowded cities in Equestria – meant there was no escape from everypony’s shocked – and sometimes amazed– gazes. And Rarity wished that the ground would just open up and swallow her whole, or that she would fall through a trap door and be plunged into a room full of poisoned spikes. Anything would be better than the internal agony of humiliation she was feeling at this moment.

Rarity knew running naked through Canterlot wasn’t a very well thought out plan, but right now she was only thinking about getting away from the cameras being pointed at her. Even when Rarity was sure her nakedness was safe from being immortalized, she kept running. Because if she stopped, she was worried somepony might recognize her, then she would never live this down. And she would go from being one of the potentially most talented designers in Equestria, to being the Crazy Canterlot Streaker. And Rarity made a vow that such a travesty would never happen, no matter what.

As Rarity continued running whilst trying to find someplace she could get some clothes, she soon discovered running naked through Canterlot without the use of her arms was extremely difficult and degrading. At one point while she was making her way through a crowd, a stinging slap landed on her exposed posterior, and she couldn’t help but give a startled ‘eep’ at the unexpected blow. Rarity tried to locate the pervert who had slapped her, but they were lost to her in the crowd.

Cursing whatever cruel, and sadistic dark entity that had brought this misfortune upon her (Discord.) Rarity really wished she had a bra to keep her breasts from bouncing and jiggling around in a rather mortifyingly attractive way, and a pair of panties to cover the bright red slap-print on her left flank cheek that was as luminous as her blushing face.

After a few more minutes of searching, Rarity ran into the nearest boutique she could find, and stood panting in front of the counter, trying her best to ignore the stares her nakedness was receiving.

“Excuse me darling,” Rarity said to the mare behind the counter, who was busy reading a magazine, “but as you can see, I’m in desperate need of some attire. I was just wandering if...”

“Sorry chic,” the checkout mare said before Rarity could even finish asking her question. “Paying customers only, and you couldn’t afford a pair of socks, let alone any of these extremely expensive designer clothes. So why don’t you go find some nice little thrift shop or something?”

“But I do have money,” Rarity desperately and pointlessly insisted, “it’s just back at my hotel room, and as soon as I get back there I’ll be able to pay you.”

The checkout mare gave Rarity one of the best deadpan uncaring stares the unicorn had ever seen. “Listen, lady, didn’t you hear me the first time? Or do you want me to speak slower and use smaller words? Cash up front only.”

“Are you kidding me?” asked Rarity, completely dumbfounded and shocked at what she was hearing. “I’m completely naked, and you’re seriously not going to help me?”

“Nope,” the checkout mare uncaringly said, as she returned to obscuring her face behind her magazine. “Though you could always try begging the other customers for some bits.” The mare gave out a brief chuckle of amusement. “I wish you the best of luck with that.”

“But... But I designed and made that very dress right over there!” Rarity sputtered in outrage, gesturing with an angry flourish at a trailing violet dress with sapphire sequins that was perched upon a mannequin, silently mocking her.

“Yes, and then you sold it to us, and if you want it back, you’re going to have to buy it.”

Rarity managed to put a lid on her temper and tried to reason with the mare some more, but the insufferable bitch was adamant on not bothering to lift a finger in saving a lady’s modesty. Muttering obscenities under her breath unbecoming of a lady, Rarity ran out of the boutique, really wishing she had something more than her hands to conceal her nakedness with.

As Rarity exited the store, her face burned a brighter red with every wolf whistle and lewd comment the teenage colts of Canterlot threw her way. Rarity was desperate to be away from their inappropriateness, so she turned a corner which led down a different, thankfully less-crowded street, and was knocked to the street by a stallion passing in the opposite direction.

Rarity’s breath was knocked from her lungs as she fell to the ground, and her humiliation was doubled as everypony in a ten meter radius got a perfect and completely uncensored view of her marehood on full display from her prone position on the ground.

“STOP LOOKING!” Rarity screamed, clenching her legs together to conceal the most intimate part of her anatomy from everypony’s perverted gazes. Unfortunately for Rarity, who wasn’t thinking clearly due to the fog of humiliation clouding her mind, her yelling was only attracting more unwanted attention, and her face burned brighter as more ponies stopped walking to see what all the fuss was about.

“I’m very sorry,” the stallion Rarity had knocked into said, offering her his hand. “Here, allow me help to you.”

With a great deal of awkwardness, the stallion was able to help Rarity to her feet, and she hastily covered herself with her arms and hands, then stood against the wall to hide her posterior.

“Could I trouble you for your coat? I’d rather not be standing here naked for another second.”

“Could I be of further assistance,” the stallion asked, taking his jacket off and removing a camera followed by a wallet from his inside pocket. Rarity’s ears perked up as she realized she may have just met a real gentlecolt. She waited patiently for a few awkward moments while he searched through his other pockets.

“I’m currently staying at the Deravent Hotel, could you get me there?”

The stallion looked up in surprised shock. “That’s on the other side of Canterlot!”

Rarity’s ears fell back to their downcast position. “You must be joking!”

“I’m afraid not. Though you’ve got a bit of something on your face.”

“What! Where?” Before Rarity realized her mistake, she unwittingly exposed her breasts as she felt around the fur on her face for whatever it was the stallion saw. The stallion’s camera flashed brightly, and Rarity could only stand there in horror as she realized what had just happened.

“GET BACK HERE AND GIVE ME THAT CAMERA!” Rarity yelled, running like a mare possessed after the stallion. The stallion kept running, heedless of her words, but Rarity was determined that no matter what, she wasn’t going to let the stallion get away with the nude picture he had taken of her.

If that photo ever got out, Rarity knew she would be ruined, she’d never be able to show her face in Canterlot ever again and then there would be nothing she could do except beg Princess Celestia to send her to the moon where she would spend the next thousand shame-filled years curled up and crying in self pity.

Some ponies, especially mares with coltfriends, gave a disgusted huff as Rarity ran passed them in pursuit of the stallion, while others stopped and openly gawked at her naked body. None of that mattered to her, though. The only thing Rarity was currently able to think about was catching the stallion, getting the camera from him, and smashing it into thousands of tiny pieces, possibly against his face.

Rarity panted with exertion, and her legs screamed at her to stop running, but she was so close to catching the stallion, and the thought of somepony (a random stallion no less) having a picture of her naked body spurred her on to greater speeds.

Unfortunately there was only so much strength desperation could lend her, and she was soon doubled over, breathing uncontrollably and watching in helpless horror as the stallion ran off with the camera.

“Holy crap!” somepony yelled “There’s a naked mare over there.” The pony’s shout was accompanied by several bright camera flashes, and Rarity turned around to stare in horror at a tourist bus slowly making its way through Canterlot.

Blushing would have been no problem for the humiliated mare, but what Rarity did was turn redder than a cherry, and radiate heat like a hot pan, as dozens of tourists with cameras captured her naked body. With an ear splitting shriek, Rarity darted off.

But in her haste to get away from the tourist bus, Rarity failed to notice an uneven flagstone in the street until she stubbed her toe and fell forward, exposing her tushy to the cameras, which began to click and flash, capturing her ass (and humiliation) with extreme eagerness.

Rarity picked herself up and continued running, but to her horror the tourist bus followed after her and its occupants began cheering for her.

“You’re really sexy!” a random stallion called out to Rarity, who began blushing an even darker shade of red.

“Marry me!” a stallion yelled.

“This one’s for the guys back home, babe!”

Rarity’s cheeks burned with shame as she tried to block out the cat calls and vulgar words, but they were an endless verbal ocean of degradation and insults.

“Sexy ass! Shake it some more!”

“Twenty bits if you flash your tits!”

“Hey slut! Put some clothes on!”

“Stay sexy, babe!”

At this point, Rarity was ready to just curl up and die of embarrassment, and she was sure nothing could top being chased naked by a tourist bus full of ponies shamelessly taking her picture. The insults kept flowing and Rarity bit back several very rude and insulting remarks, and as she reached the end of the street, Rarity noticed the bus pulling into a bus stop.

Rarity mentally slapped herself as she realized she could have turned down a different street to get away from the bus full of perverts. Rarity decided on that course of action, but not before flipping them off. And after her rather impromptu, and not to mention inappropriate, debut at being a nude model, Rarity realized she didn’t recognize any of the streets she was on.

Panic – border-lining on uncontrolled hysteria – set into Rarity’s mind as she realized she was completely and hopelessly lost in the city of Canterlot. And as much as Rarity wanted to find her way back to the hotel, she didn’t want to spend another naked and humiliating minute running around Canterlot. So she was now desperate for any kind of covering to hide her nakedness, and the tablecloths from a nearby restaurant with outside seating arrangements were looking extremely tempting.

Moving fast, and trying not to draw too much attention to herself – not easy when you’re walking naked towards a restaurant with a strict dress code – Rarity walked up to the nearest of the tables, and cleared her throat to get the mare’s attention.

“Excuse me, but as you can see, I’ve been having a rather unlucky night, and I was just wondering if I can borrow your table cloth.” Without waiting for the mare’s response, Rarity levitated the half empty plates and wine glass off the table and proceeded to wrap the piece of material around her body. “Thank you ever so kindly for this darling...”

Far from Equestria, a deity in Tartarus woke from his slumber and noticed the naked mare’s predicament, and after plucking a few strings of fate with a clawed paw, he went back to sleep.

“Watch out!” the mare called out, just as a waiter tripped over something and instinctively reached out for the closest thing to steady himself with, which just happened to be Rarity. They stumbled backwards, and Rarity’s newly found attire got caught on a table edge, causing it to tear and come loose.

Once again, Rarity found herself naked in front of a wide eyed crowd of strangers, but this time she was laying on the ground with a stallion on top of her.

Rarity briefly wondered what kind of evil and sadistic deity was watching over her tonight.

Both Rarity’s and the stallion’s faces battled each other for the brightest and most embarrassed blushes, and the naked mare felt something pressing against her leg with increasing stiffness. Rarity’s eyes widened in horror, and the waiter gave a nervous chuckle, before Rarity screamed and shoved him off her body, getting to her feet as fast as possible.

“Rarity, what on earth are you doing here naked?” Hoity Toity asked, as he walked into the restaurant with Sapphire Shores beside him, shocked bewilderment etched on their faces.

Rarity was now convinced there was a god currently paying attention to mortal affairs, and it hated her guts. There was no way she was ever going to be taken seriously in the fashion world again, and once the photos of her nakedness got out, Rarity would become a huge laughing stock stock for decades to come.

Rarity could see it now. Fifty years from now, she would be eating mush in some nursing home, and Rainbow would be sitting next to her cackling about the time she had ran naked through Canterlot.

Rarity realized she had just been standing there staring in shocked horror at two of the biggest entrepreneurs of fashion, and the only thing her brain could think of to say was…

“Uhhhhh….”

“Rarity, are you having some kind of crisis?” Sapphire asked with a tone of concern. “I kept telling you, you’re working yourself too hard, and that one of these days you’re going to push yourself too far…”

“Oh no, I assure you it’s nothing like that. I was teleported naked from the Grand Galloping Gala by Discord, the Spirit of Chaos and…” Rarity drifted off as she realized how crazy her story was sounding. “Please don’t cancel my orders,” Rarity pleaded desperately. “You’re my two biggest patrons, and…”

“Oh don’t worry about it,” Hoity Toity interjected, removing his coat and offering it to the clothing-deprived mare. “Your designs are simply too marvelous for us to be worried about a simple thing like this.”

Rarity gave a huge sigh of relief, as she donned the coat, but her blush deepened as she noticed Hoity Toity’s eyes, drift over her body at the brief moment of exposure.

“Thank you ever so kindly for this,” Rarity said, choosing to ignore Hoity’s attention on the curves of her body. It was the least she could seeing as they didn’t cancel their contracts. “And I don’t suppose either of you could give me directions to the Deravent Hotel?”

“Quite simple,” Sapphire Shores said. “Turn left onto Trottingham Lane, follow it until you’re onto Baker Street, and then just keep going straight until you see the hotel.”

“Thank you again, darlings, I have no idea what I would have done without your help.”

Hoity Toity gave her hand a brief shake. “Not at all, anything for our favourite fashion designer.”

Rarity’s cheeks flushed at the praise, and she couldn’t help but feel a little giddy at the fact that Hoity Toity had admitted she was his favourite fashion designer. And for the first time since her naked ordeal had started, Rarity began to feel a tiny bit better about her situation – silver linings and all that – as she was no longer completely naked.

Now that Rarity had slowed things way down, she couldn’t help but shiver slightly in the sudden drop of temperature. The coat Hoity Toity had given her did help with keeping her top half warm but her legs were starting to become a little numb, and the coat did little to protect her marehood from the cold wind blowing through her legs.

“Celestia damn it,” Rarity muttered, tugging on the hem of her coat, in an ill fated attempt to further conceal her naughty bit.

“Sexy ass!” a teenage colt yelled as he rode past her on a skateboard, hitting her exposed posterior with a loud smack.

“HOW DARE YOU!” Rarity fumed, but before she could say or do anything else, a second teenage colt rode past on a skateboard and he pulled Rarity’s new found attire from her body, leaving her once again completely naked in the middle of Canterlot.

Rarity stood there frozen with shock, not believing what just happened to her, and her humiliation grew even further when the two teenagers pulled out their cameras and took several photos of her naked body, before riding off on their skateboards and leaving her to stew in her fury.

It took a few minutes, but once the perverts of Canterlot noticed the naked mare in their midst, the wolf whistles and lewd comments started yet again, and Rarity’s blush returned tenfold, as she ran for her hotel. Rarity swore to herself if she ever got her hands on any of the ponies, (or chaos lords) that had done this to her, she would slap them so hard they wouldn’t be able to feel their faces for a week.

Rarity finally found Baker Street, but her relief was overtaken by dread as she saw how packed the street was. Ponies were everywhere, and as Rarity began running down the street she felt everpony’s eyes on her. More cameras flashed, and once again her nakedness was captured by random ponies, to be enjoyed later on in the privacy of their own homes.

Rarity’s cheeks got warmer as the thought of random ponies getting off to her naked picture bounced around her head, and she made a mental note to ask Twilight for a disguisement spell the next time she came back to Canterlot.

Several long and humiliating minutes later, Rarity spotted the tall multistory building of the Deravant hotel above the rest of the buildings, and she pushed herself to greater speeds, anxious to get her privacy back as soon as possible.

“Jul, STOP! BAD DOG!”

The pony’s shouting caught the attention of many other ponies, but Rarity was too focused on getting back to the hotel that she paid the shouts no mind. That was until one of the largest dogs she had ever seen ran past her, clipping her left leg, and causing her to once more fall to the ground.

The dog noticed the fallen pony, and a few seconds later he bounded up to her and began furiously licking her face. Rarity squealed in horror at the sloppy and extremely wet licks of the dog’s tongue, trying to get up. But the dog sat on her midsection, pinning her to the ground.

He wasn’t going to let her go until he had given her all the affectionate and love-filled licks his tongue could provide.

“JULES, BAD DOG!”

Rarity felt a moment of relief at the dog owner’s appearance, but the feeling was turned to horror as she realized her legs were still open, exposing her crotch. She couldn’t close them as the dog had unwittingly trapped both of her legs, leaving her completely at the mercy of everypony’s gaze, not to mention their cameras.

“What a sexy view!” a stallion called out to her.

Rarity couldn’t believe what was happening to her, and to her humiliation the stallion called out to one of his friends, “Hey dude, come checkout this view!” Much to the unicorn’s horror, another stallion ran up to her, and with a careful aim took a closeup shot of her exposed marehood, before running off.

Rarity struggled harder with the dog but it was a useless fight, and Rarity’s embarrassment grew as more ponies noticed and took advantage of her situation.

“Hey, nice plot!”

Rarity recognized the voice of the dog’s owner, and she couldn’t believe he was just standing watching her there while his brute of a pet licked her to death.

“GET THIS THING OFF ME NOW!”

To Rarity’s relief the owner pulled the dog off of her. She hastily covered herself up, much to the disappointment of her fans, and took off running again. A chorus of groans and ‘awws’ followed in her wake.

By the time Rarity was able to get herself back to the hotel, she was panting and sweating with exhaustion, and her face was still covered in wet dog drool. But now she had a different, much bigger problem. Getting a keycard to her room from the front desk, and taking the elevator to the twelfth floor, all while not wearing a single stitch of clothing.

Rarity took a deep breath, and made sure her marehood and breasts were covered as best as she could with her hands before walking into the hotel.

As soon as Rarity walked through the hotel doors and into the crowded lobby, there was a noticeable drop in conversations and noise as the naked mare made her way over to the front desk.

“Damn she’s hot,” a stallion whispered.

“I’d definitely do her,” another stallion whispered back.

Rarity gritted her teeth and tried her best to ignore the increasing and perverted whispers about how hot she was, and stopped in front of the front desk.

The stallion working at the hotel’s front desk stared in wide eyed amazement at Rarity, causing the heat in her cheeks to intensify and her temper to flare.

“Hey, focus!” Rarity snapped, “My eyes are up here.”

“S-sorry, what can I do you for?” The stallion’s eyes widened in shocked horror at what he had just said, and he immediately began to correct himself. “UH!...I-I mean, what can I do for you?”

“I need a keycard for my room, please. I’m on the twelfth floor, room seventy three.”

The stallion searched slowly through the draws, and Rarity shifted uncomfortably as she felt everypony staring at her. Or to be more specific, they were staring at the sexy little thing she called her ass.

“Could you hurry up please?!” The stallion flinched at her angry tone of voice, and hastily held out a keycard to her. “I said room seventy-three, not sixty-three.”

The stallion quickly rectified his mistake, and held out a different card to her, and after making sure it was the correct number, Rarity walked to the elevator.

After waiting an embarrassing few minutes for the elevator to arrive, Rarity felt her face burn even brighter as the doors slid open, revealing how full it was. The ponies in the elevator stared at her, and Rarity felt even more self conscious and awkward.

“Stop staring at me!” Rarity snapped, stepping onto the elevator. The ponies blushed and averted their gazes, and Rarity pressed the button for her floor. Unfortunately for Rarity, every single button between her floor and the lobby was lit, and ever stop the elevator made was internal, burning agony for the naked mare.

The elevator stopped once more to pick up a stallion, and as he got stepped on to the elevator he openly stared down at Rarity’s hand covered marehood, and gave the unicorn a wink.

As the elevator continued its ascent to her floor, Rarity found herself wishing she had a much bushier tail like Pinkie Pie, because she could feel the stallion’s eyes staring at her exposed ass.

The elevator opened up onto her floor, and as Rarity walked out the stallion gave her ass a hard pinch, causing her to squeal and turn around angrily to slap the stallion, but the doors closed before she got the chance.

Rarity spotted the door marked seventy-three, and for the first time that night she smiled as her salvation was only a few meters away. Rarity began running again, and she barely had time to register the ‘caution wet floor’ signs, before her foot slipped and for the fourth time tonight she found herself on her back, completely exposed.

Just as Rarity was thankful there was nopony around to see her, a door in front of her opened, and a stallion and his marefriend came to a complete stop when they saw the naked mare on the ground.

There was a moment of awkward silence as Rarity tried to think of something that would explain her current situation, but nothing came to mind. And the stallion’s pants were starting to get a noticeable bulge as he ran his gaze over Rarity’s exposed breasts, all the way down to her marehood.

Rarity’s hand flew down past her waist to cover herself, and she used her free hand to help her stand up and open the door to her room. Rarity gave a sigh of relief at finally being back in her hotel room, and when she opened her wardrobe, she nearly cried at the sight of all those clothes.

Rarity made a vow then and there to never take clothes for granted again, and just as she was about to get dressed, the bright flash of Discord’s teleporting spell blinded her once more, and the Lord of Chaos appeared in front of her.

“DISCORD!” Rarity yelled. “YOU ARE SO DEAD!”

“Yes, yes,” Discord said, lazily waving aside her threat. “But before you kill me, Princess Twilight Sparkle has asked me to bring you back.”

“Discord! Wait! NNNOOOOO!”

Rarity felt weightless in Discord’s teleporting spell, and when her vision cleared from the bright flash, she noticed she was in some sort of dark room still just as naked as before. And before her eyes could adjust to the gloominess, there was a round of applause and curtains suddenly opened in front of her, revealing the entire ballroom of the Grand Galloping Galla filled with ponies.

There was a moment of completely awkward silence as the stage lights were all directed onto Rarity’s naked body, before being broken by a bunch of ponies cheering, laughing, and wolf whistling at her.

“SING SOMETHING!” a pony in the band yelled throwing her a microphone.

Rarity could only stand there soaking in the cruel laughter, of everypony staring at her naked body put on display by stage lights, and her mortification was doubled when she noticed the flash of cameras in the crowd. Rarity felt tears forming in her eyes at the humiliation she was suffering from, and she scanned the crowd, searching for the five ponies she could count on to get her out of this mess.

Sure enough, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Twilight, Rainbow, and Applejack were all fighting to push their way through the thick crowd, but it was a losing battle for them. But that was before Twilight’s horn glowed and in a flash of violet light the five ponies disappeared and reappeared in a concealing circle around the naked mare.

“Hey Rares,” Rainbow greeted with a cocky smirk, “I can see you’re having fun.”

“FUN!” Rarity screamed. “YOU THINK IT’S FUN BEING TELEPORTED NAKED IN THE MIDDLE OF CANTERLOT AND HAVING TO RUN AROUND TOWN ALL NIGHT HAVING YOUR PICTURE TAKEN!...”

“Hey calm down, Rares!” Rainbow implored. “I was just having some fun with you.”

“JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE!”

Twilight’s horn glowed and with a flash of violet light the six of them were teleported back to their hotel room.

“Come on, Rarity!” Applejack yelled, pounding on the unicorn’s door. “If we don’t leave now, we’re going to miss the train.”

“Just leave without me! There’s no way I’m ever showing my face in Canterlot again!”

Applejack sighed and and knocked on the door once more. “Will ya stop bein’ so dramatic…”

“DRAMATIC! I WAS RUNNING THROUGH CANTERLOT COMPLETELY NAKED!”

Applejack’s ears were ringing at the unexpected shouting, and Rainbow came up and knocked on the door. “Rarity, you can’t stay in there forever!”

“Just watch me!”

Rainbow snarled and pounded harder on the door. “If you don’t come out right now…”

“Rainbow! Applejack! That’s enough!” Twilight said, levitating them both away from the distraught unicorn’s door, before knocking on it herself.

“Rarity, I’m coming in!” Before Rarity could object, Twilight used her magic to open the door and walk in. “How are you feeling?” Twilight asked, sitting next to Rarity on the bed.

“Humiliated! Violated! Embarrassed!”

“Well I can understand if you want to stay here for a few more days, but the rest of us have responsibilities back in Ponyville, as do you.”

Rarity was silent for a moment before sighing in defeat. “Fine, I’ll come. But only if you somehow make me invisible.”

“That’d probably be more trouble than it’s worth, but I can make you look like somepony else.”

Fifteen minutes later, the six of them were waiting for the Ponyville train to arrive, when Rainbow came up to them holding several magazines.

“Guys! you gotta see this!” Rainbow said, opening one of the magazines. Rarity’s cheeks flared to life as she realized it was a magazine meant for adult and perverted stallions, and the centerfold for the magazine was a large poster of just her breasts.

“Rainbow Dash!” Twilight hissed using her magic to pull the magazines from the pegasus’ grasp. “You don’t go around public showing something like that to us. What if somepony else saw?”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Please, it’s not like there’s anypony around to see it. We’re the only ones going to Ponyville.” Rainbow quickly snatched the magazines back and shoved them into her bags.

“And what, pray tell, are you going to do with those?” Rarity asked.

“Well obviously I’m going to use’em to get off with, when I get back home.”

“Rainbow Dash!” Rarity said, clearly appalled.

Rainbow shrugged. “What? your tits are totally hot. You should be flattered.”

Rarity was about to say something, when a flash of light alerted them to Discord’s presence. “What is he doing here?!” Rarity almost screamed.

Fluttershy stood and began poking the Chaos Lord towards Rarity. “Discord is here to apologize for the cruel and tasteless prank he pulled on you.”

Rarity remained silent, but watched Discord with an expectant look on her face.

“I’m…” Discord looked anywhere but the unicorn, and began sweating profusely. “I’m...sorry. thereisaidithappynow?”

“Sorry for what?” Rarity asked, walking up to Discord. Discord muttered something, and Rarity perked an ear. “I’m sorry, darling, I couldn’t quite hear you.”

“I’m sorry for taking your clothes at the Gala and teleporting you naked into Canter…”

SLAP!!

Discord’s head spun on his shoulders from the unicorn’s blow, and Rarity gave a satisfied smirk. “Fuck you, Discord! Apology NOT accepted! I never want to speak to you again!”

“That can be arranged,” Discord said, snapping his talons and causing Twilight’s disguising spell on Rarity to disappear, before disappearing himself.

“Hey, I know you,” a random pony said, staring at Rarity and back to his newspaper. “YOU’RE THE CANTERLOT STREAKER!”