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Streakerloo By Spring Showers
Streaker(s) EQG Age 18 Scootaloo

It was yet another beautiful day in town. The sun shining down, gentle breezes blowing everywhere and of course the day off from school! It was an absolute perfect day in Canterlot and currently three of Canterlot High’s senior class were comfortably lounging and splashing around a swimming hole at Sweet Apple Acres. Applebloom and Sweetie Belle comfortably seated on the edge of the hole on a rock even as Scootaloo floated in the water on her back, sighing, “I wish every day could be a day off from school.”

The wish was a familiar one; the same wish Scoots had made since they were freshmen and even now the 18 year olds’ still heard it whenever such a day came up. Applebloom giggled, the fit well muscled farm girl smiling at the tanned girl laying out in the water. Both she and the slender petite Sweetie Belle wore a couple one pieces, not that they weren’t cute enough. But floating in the swimming hole, trying her best to imitate a Rainbow Dash ‘lazy sigh’ was the third member of their trio in a bikini that showed off the most filled out build in their whole class.

It wasn’t a secret that Scootaloo had developed a rack that had all the boys turning heads whenever she ran. Neither was that ripe round butt of hers that seemed to jiggle whenever she shook herself off, as she was about to do as she got out of the hole, “I’m gonna head back and get my clothes.” Both the yellow and pale white girl stared enviously at their friend as she shook herself off like Winona after a bath, back-side thrust out towards them as her violet hair flew, sending water droplets flying through the air. The strap of her band style top looking like it might snap at any second even as the side-tied bottoms hugged tightly to her rump that they rode up letting them see some of her ass cheeks. They could only imagine the view from the front as her breasts jiggled in the tube top.

Scootaloo was the total package, not that the tomboy seemed to really appreciate how hard some girls worked to get a body even half as good. Applebloom though would suddenly shoot her arm out to jab Sweetie Belle in the ribs, gesturing quickly with her head at their friend in an attempt to get her to speak up. It was just a harmless prank, but Applebloom knew Scootaloo might suspect something if she said anything. But she never seemed to suspect Sweetie Belle, “Hey, Scootaloo, hold up!”

The tan girl turned around, standing barefoot on the grass as she looked upon her friends who started to stand up. Her breasts swinging and bouncing a bit in the bright orange top. “Yeah, what is it?” All around there was nothing but trees, but if one traveled far enough they’d reach the edge of the Apple family’s property and reach a city park. One Scootaloo could just see in the distance. It was probably filled with people who’d kill to have as uninterrupted access to a sweet swimming hole like this on a day like today.

“Well, Applebloom and I were just wondering if you wanted to have a race,” she explained. Almost too predictably Scootaloo laughed, back arching at the two similarly barefoot and damp girls advancing on her. “Hey!” Sweetie Belle whined at Scootaloo in obvious annoyance, “I’m serious! We wanna race you! It’ll be a race straight from here all the way to Rainbow Dash’s and then back here,” the slightly more air-headed girl insisted, starting to flush and pout with frustration.

“Yeah! I’ve been trainin’ with ma’ sis! Ain’t no way ah’m gonna lose to ya’ this time! An’ Sweetie Belle says she’s been trainin’ too, followin’ Rarity round in heels! If she can keep pace in heels, then flat footed she should be faster than you!” Applebloom challenged, already knowing Scootaloo would take the bait.

True to form they’d watch as Scootaloo collected a couple rocks and used them to create a make-shift staring line. The duo saw their eager, and easy to goad, friend already on one knee with that ass raised high in a preparation to jump off. Scootaloo was quite proud of her bikini body. But as the too had discovered she was still sheepish about her nakedness period. She was always so fidgety in the showers at school and almost always waited until most of the other girls were gone before undressing. Babs had told them about a great prank to pull and neither was second guessing it.

The two moved to flank Scootaloo; Applebloom on her left and Sweetie Belle her right. “Ready…” Sweetie Belle began to act as their official announcer. The two girls continued to glance at each other even as Scootaloo stared straight ahead. “Set…” They knelt in a similar position as Scootaloo but each only had a single hand on the starting line, lifting the other to reach slowly and surely. They only had one shot to get this right. At last Sweetie Belle and Applebloom both reached to grab the clasp at the back of Scootaloo’s bikini tube top and the edge of her bottoms tied point. “Go!”

Applebloom and Sweetie Belle saw Scootaloo’s eyes go wide when she felt them grab her swimsuit. Sweetie pulled with all the might her skinny arm could muster as she kicked off, sending a small chunk of dirt flying: the bikini top though gave up almost without a fight as she yanked it towards her. The top flying almost straight sideways off Scootaloo’s body as the tanned barely legal teenager reached out with one hand, hopeful to snag it before her friend was out of reach. Her eyes though went wider, if that were even possible when Applebloom pulled. She’d made certain they were tight enough to stand up to her running, but apparently that wasn’t enough when faced with Apple family strength: She felt the far tie loose itself from her hip even as the one Applebloom pulled undid itself and flew off her hips.

It was a single act of sudden betrayal that left Scootaloo kneeling on one leg with the other out-stretched behind her, an arm outstretched while the other dug its fingers into the ground in shock to support herself. All the while bare bottom nude for all the world to see. The bird over-head chirping even as Scootaloo’s paler yet still caramel colored rump stood pointed towards the sky. From the right angle the hot pink between her legs could be seen as well. Scootaloo could only stare on in horror as Applebloom and Sweetie Belle ran into the trees, giggling like mad as they left her with her breasts hanging weightily from her torso.

The two girls raced into the trees but didn’t go too far. Each one held up their ill-gotton gains for the other to see as they stared back. They stood there for only a few moments, catching their breaths after running. It was all a fun silly prank to mess with Scootaloo. Apparently the girls in Manehattan did a similar prank on each other as part of some ‘hazing’ ritual. Not that Babs had been forthcoming with all of the details. But as she heard Scootaloo scream and watched her friend take off at a full run right passed them; she doubted it involved the girl taking a naked run.

They both watched on in amazement after Scootaloo. Her breasts bopping and bouncing heavily as she pumped her arms. Buttocks jiggling and shifting with each footfall. They of course saw their friend’s smooth waxed mound but with her speed they didn’t get a chance to glimpse her twat. Not that they meant to. “Uh…Sweetie Belle? Ah’m startin’ to think this prank isn’t as fun fer Scootaloo as Babs said it would be.”

Sweetie Belle’s cheeks were bright pink as she held her friend’s bikini top against herself; subconsciously measuring her own meager bust against Scootaloo’s full rack. She had seen Scootaloo run by but almost didn’t realize it was real until Applebloom had spoken up. “I agree…wait, hold on, Scootaloo!” She called out loud as her voice could carry after their friend. But of course in spite of their earlier claims neither girl could even remotely keep pace as they ran after her. How did a girl with so much extra weight run so fast?

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK were the only words seriously going through Scootaloo’s head as she ran dead long through the orchard, eyes tearing up in embarrassment as she felt her body shift and bounce. The teenager had hated this swimsuit model body the instant it started filling out! Tits so big they threw off her forward momentum and forced her to wear a sports bra just to take a jog, even now! Her ass got fat drawing a lot of teasing from Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara, and to top it off, she couldn’t even go to the skate park without boys trying to flirt with her.

Not that boys flirting with her wasn’t enjoyable, and when she finally ‘got used’ to it, it was actually pretty cool. But she always felt awkward even seeing herself naked in her bedroom. Ashamed and embarrassed that she looked more like Rarity’s dream model than Rainbow Dash. Her nipples stood a little stiffer as a cold breeze blew right over her still wet body. She was really regretting letting the others talk her into not bringing towels as she finally started to turn her head in hopes of seeing them. It didn’t occur to her that she had already raced right past them. It did occur to her though that she saw Big Mac with his back to her holding out his cell phone at length.

She saw the flash go right off and screamed! “EEEK!” Her legs thrust harder against the ground, as if trying to see if she could just push right off and fly instead! No such luck though as her thighs slapped together noisily as she ran, holding them together as much as possible to obscure the view of her slit. One of her arms crossed over her chest desperately to cover her chest, hoping for dear life Big Mac didn’t catch her in his photo. “Please let me just look like a blur,” she pleaded almost to whatever forces might be listening.

Her run though was cut short as she saw the fence at the edge of the property, marking the ‘no entry passed this point’ zone. The butt-naked purple haired teen saw it and, rather than leap over it as she might have any other day she skid to a stop. Her feet dug into the dirt a bit, her curves shifting heavily as she finally slid to catch herself before she hit the fence. Only to be left staring out at the park beyond. She squat down hurriedly as she realized the fence only came up to her pussy in height, still leaving the edge of her hot pink hole visible to any who had turned to look at her. Hoping for dear life no one had seen her she peeked between the top and middle plank, able to feel the grass tickling uncomfortably against her. Meanwhile Applebloom and Sweetie Belle finally found Big Mac and asked if he’d seen a ‘butt naked Scootaloo’ running by. His only answer was a rosy cheeked, “Nope,” as he worked to hurriedly tuck his phone into his pocket, turning away to hide the growth he was experiencing down south.

Scootaloo stared out into the park, eyeing the what felt like thousands of people milling about the park. She saw friends from school, teachers, and almost what felt like to her in her panicked state EVERYONE in town! She wouldn’t be surprised if she saw Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna! Rainbow Dash’s house though was across the park. If she got there she was sure her idol would let her in to borrow SOMETHING to wear or at least let her hide there until her parents brought her some clothes. It was do-or-die and Scootaloo knew it as she finally shot up and climbed over the fence; she broke into a run instantly, streaking across the well groomed lawn.

Her arms moved to cover herself much as possible, trying to press her tits into her torso while the other hand rested over her crotch as she sprang for a tree with some bushes around it. She could hide in there and plan her next move! The tan girl though failed to consider one thing as she looked around, already seeing people turning to do double takes at her naked body as she jumped towards the bush. Naked skin plus bush did not equal anything good. “OUCH!” She shouted aloud as found several branches and twigs pricking her skin as she tried to duck into it.

The eighteen year old cringed as she felt the wood prick and poke her in all the wrong places, including in her tender maidenhood! Her scream of course attracted only more attention to her. Her cheeks couldn’t possibly turn any more crimson as her eyes watered. She tilted her head down and ran hard and fast, turning her face down as much as possible in hopes that they wouldn’t recognize her. “Isn’t that scootaloo?” That single question made her heart shatter as it confirmed she was recognized. “Hey, Scootaloo!” “Did you know her boobs were so big?” “What’s she doing running around like that?” “Pervert!” “Take your hands away!” “Slow down, I’m trying to get a pic!” Numerous calls at her rang out.

The teenager felt her legs shivering as she ran as hard as she could with her arms preoccupied, able to hear the noisy ‘clicks’ people’s phones made like gun shots! They rung in her ears, evidence of her most embarrassing moment she would ever have to live down! A moment forced on her by her friends who had chosen to strip her down and set the embarrassed teen loose without any defense. Vulnerable, alone, scared and embarrassed!

“Oh my god, are you seeing this?” Diamond Tiara questioned with an almost evil smirk at Silver Spoon even as both girls held their phones out, taking outright video evidence of the spectacle before them. “Where does that stupid cow think she gets off running around naked like that in front of everyone?” Neither girl expected Scootaloo was enjoying any of this. No more than anyone they knew she had to be hating it as they saw her face burning pink and saw her almost cringing and whimpering.

“I know, right? It would serve her right if everybody in town saw her like this!” Silver Spoon insisted, staring after the naked classmate’s ass as it bounced same as her tits were they not being smushed to her upper body by her arm. Silver Spoon though did bite her lip a little excitedly at the display, “I mean, really! If she wants to be seen that badly that she’s running around like a streaking slut, we should just let her.”

Diamond Tiara’s cruel grin only grew broader as she said, “Or help her. I mean we ARE supposed to be friends, right? We’ve been classmates for years…what friends would we be if we put any sort of stop to her naked fun?” She turned back to gaze at Scootaloo only to find the girl had already raced out of sight. “What? Oh come on!” She stomped her foot in frustration, “Whatever! We know where she’s going…Rainbow Dash’s house. It’s the only house in that neighborhood that’d ever take in that pervert. Get in touch with Featherweight and tell him we have the yearbook cover all picked out for him. I’ll see if I can’t find anybody to keep her busy,” the connected teen insisted.

Scootaloo had found the snack stand and dove behind it. The area behind it reeked of old stale food rotting in the dumpster; probably the only thing keeping people from following her back there. The of course buxom teen though already knew her life was over. Her picture of her almost walk of shame was probably already being spread across the internet like wildfire. She had to reach Rainbow Dash’s house fast, but couldn’t bring herself to move. Her legs shook with terror at the thought of the only way she knew to get herself moving faster.

Running with her arms in front of herself was uncomfortable and cost her so much speed. “Why the hell did I have to shave you this morning?” She complained at her crotch as if somehow it were her pubes fault for not being there to at least offer that much coverage. But Rainbow Dash flat out waxed to improve her speed, so she had to at least be willing to go that far. What would Rainbow Dash do in a situation like this she had to wonder. Probably be just as scared and embarrassed, if not more she mused, having learned a long time ago her idol and friend and ‘surrogate’ big sister was hardly perfect.

“Uh…” Scootaloo turned to follow the noise of a voice that got her attention. She’d see a familiar face, a guy she recognized from school albeit he’d graduated awhile back. He had on a goofy apron of a uniform for the snack hut and in one and held a garbage bag. How could she not pay attention to which side of the door the dumpster was on?! And as if to make matters worse, she would watch him already race his phone up and take a pic of her in that deer in the head lights moment. “Sweet, making that my new wallpaper,” he commented only to look back at her and see she was running.

“No no no no no! Don’t stop, don’t stop!” Her eyes were stinging as they teared up now. Her friends. The people she thought she could count on to help her and never hurt her and they were all to blame for this situation! Their stupid prank was costing her every shred of dignity she had as she ran. Her arms no longer covering herself as she ran full tilt towards Rainbow Dash’s house. She saw the edge of the park, the wide open street beyond waiting for her. Just a little more and she’d be out of the park and in the home stretch! A little further and she’d be with the one person cool enough to be allowed to poke fun at her for any of this!

“Hey, Scootaloo, heads up!” Scootaloo almost instantly looked skyward at that call. It was a reflex, especially for athletes like her and Rainbow Dash to look up when those words came out of nowhere. The ashamed teenager of course uncertain what she was supposed to see: or perhaps it wasn’t ‘up’ that she was supposed to see as she felt her foot fall into a hole. The fall cost her all of her forward momentum as she found herself falling forward. Her body landed straight down on her chest, the teenage girl wincing as she felt her breasts impact; as much as people made jokes breasts were NOT big comfy air bags!

But that matteredless to her as she twisted around to sit on the ground, pulling her foot out of the hole to examine. If she sprained her ankle she was screwed! Though as she sat there grabbing her ankle she’d notice people moving in, having apparently been hinding behind trees. The whole area was spotted with holes! This…what the hell, were they planting trees for extra credit or something?! “Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were telling the truth!” She’d heard a voice announce blatantly at her. It carried a very slight Trottingham lilt though much of the accent was lost after its owner’s years in their fair city. She spied Pipsqueak even now running up with his phone out, trying to take as many photos of he could of her.

Scootaloo’s arms flew to cover herself as she got up, realizing all these people who had apparently dug the holes were taking photos too. Was this some kind of trap?! Were Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon in on this prank too? Why would Applebloom and Sweetie Belle team up with them on something like this? Her breathing was heavy after running as hard as she had been, the sudden stop knocking a lot of the wind out of her as she felt their eyes staring at her intently trying to snag every little shot of her vulnerable exposed self that they could. “Hey, hey wait, Scootaloo! Diamond Tiara wanted you to stay here so Featherweight could come and get a picture too!”

That sentence alone gave her all the second wind she needed as she shouted, “No way am I letting him put my picture in the year book like this!” Her cheeks flaring hard as she turned her back on them and started off again. This time though her arms remained firmly locked over herself. She couldn’t let herself get caught again. Although looking at it, that trap was clearly placed right in her bee line of a path. She wanted to run straight; she really did but there was no telling what other traps were waiting for her by Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon that way. So she turned away from the oncoming exit and away from the street. The nearest exit was passed a public fountain near the main entrance to the park. If she went the other way it’d be least a whole 20 minutes out of her way instead of the 10 this detour would.

She felt her eyes water worse though as she saw the huge crowd of people already actively milling around there as she headed for arguably the most crowded part of the park. She saw only more people she recognized, and only a few of them had already seen her in this sorry state. Running was a far less attractive option as she noted the crowds. If she did run she’d just bump and crash into people, touching her naked flesh to theirs, inviting all manner of potential trouble. She could only prey people at least offered her some sympathy and ignored her as she whimpered meekly. People were turning to see her as she walked, trying to hide her pussy as much as possible from their angles.

Her vagina, her tender pink area seemed to be only a greater source of interest as she heard the cat calls and shouts of pervert, slut, and whore. Nobody seemed to even try to offer her a hint of mercy or sympathy. Nobody offering her a jacket, trying to wrap a picnic blanket around her, or even just shield her body from everyone’s view. It only reinforced the shame she already felt for being forced into this state. As if her own negative body image wasn’t bad enough here was everyone reinforcing it. Her arms finally lost the strength to hold themselves over her body. She had to cover her face! Even if they saw her naked she couldn’t stand having her face in all these naked photos anymore as she worked her way through the crowd snapping away at her.

It didn’t get any better as she felt people’s hands beginning to reach out at her, one guy trying to pull her arm away from her face to get a full shot of the busty girl and her heavily ashamed face. Another few hands reached to pinch at her ass, “Whoa! It’s real!” She heard one of the pinchers announce as if they somehow expected she’d even want a lewd bombshell of a body like this enough to pay for it. Right now she wished she was tiny as Sweetie Belle; then they’d ignore her! Or at least Applebloom had the muscle, and family, to scare anyone off from touching her. She was helpless though against a hand as it came and reached to spank her bottom, smacking it noisily forcing it to jiggle.

It was almost like she was some actress on a red carpet all the camera flashes. Only reviled and mocked instead of adored. She heard the trickle of water from the fountain growing a bit more distant as she finally brought her arms back to cover her body and actually look ahead of her. Her eyes had lost the battle to contain her tears, crying hard as she found her way to the main street and started walking. People stepping out of her way but pausing to snap only more pics of her. She was almost resigned to the shame, perhaps even numbed to it after so much exposure to it.

She felt miserable even as she finally saw Rainbow Dash’s house at the end of the street. Hope actually started to surface again as she sniffled and sucked it up a bit. She leaned her face this way and that, trying to wipe her eyes against her shoulders. No way was she going to let Rainbow Dash see her crying like a baby just because of a few naked pictures, right? How lame would that be! She even started to pick up her pace, walking along. Then she started running again, eager to finally put an end to all of this shameful exposure. To finally be somewhere safe and comfortable with a friend.

She was so excited that she actually dropped her arms and started to sprint again. But she wound up sprinting straight into a volleyball net! Who the hell set up a volley ball net in the middle of the street! “See? I TOLD you a volleyball net was what they meant!” She recognized the voice even as she fell forward scrambling at the net in hopes it would catch her. Her momentum yet again carry her down onto her tits. Only this time it wasn’t into soft grass and dirt, but hard rough concrete. She felt the rough stone scrape against her nipples as she fell forward, her knees grinding as well: she’d need a little first aid after this. But more than anything she’d need therapy. “Whoa! This is way better than all that stuff online,” Snails announced.

Scootaloo was flopped out with her ass up, thrust out like some porn star or something! For it she knew that the pair were taking full pictures of her pretty pink little pussy! She didn’t think she had any more shame left in her, but that seemed to give her embarrassment a second wind as she reached her hand between her legs to fully cover her pussy as much as possible. “No, no! Please, don’t take any more pictures! I can’t take any more!” She forced herself to stand and started to run again, leaving the two staring after her as she ran.

“Uh…you think we should have told her there’s no use running that way?” Snips spoke up at his buddy who was still eagerly staring at their ill-gotten gains of pics of the shapely girl. Satisfied by his friend’s silence he instead stood there and stared at his own phone with a goofy grin at the almost Photo Finish worthy, in his own mind, shot of the girl.

She felt the hard side-walk beneath her feet as she ran. Her jiggling assets on display for everyone leaving her with a newfound understanding of shame. For one she never knew someone could actually want to DIE from shame; or at least never believed it before now! She finally arrived at Rainbow Dash’s house. She stood outside the star athlete’s home and hit the door-bell in warning even as she grabbed the door knob and turned. At the very least she tried to. It didn’t occur to the panicked teenager that Rainbow Dash might not be home. In fact she had no idea she wasn’t even in town today but instead off at some competition.

For her ignorance; or perhaps denial she pressed her heel against the door frame and grabbed the door knob with both hands. She had to get in. She couldn’t take any more of this horror! Her body on display for everyone as they took picture after picture. Any second now she expected Featherweight to almost pop out of nowhere and snag one of her trying to break into Rainbow Dash’s house. She could almost see the headlines: Streaking Scootaloo Caught Red Handed and Bare Assed. She pulled harder and twisted the door knob with everything she had.

“Zere you are!” Scootaloo spun around, letting go of Rainbow Dash’s door knob to instead stare at the only other camera toting person who could instill even more fear in her. The buxom and curvaceous teen didn’t have much of an opinion of Photo Finish; before her body grew in. But afterwards she got harassed by the photographer at every turn until she’d finally given up. She kept insisting her ‘beautiful body’ had to be shared with the world! As if Scootaloo wanted to have her body out there for everyone to see!

She stood there continuing to fidget with Rainbow Dash’s door knob with one hand while her free hand covered her pinkness as much as possible. Photo Finish didn’t bother asking for permission as she started to take picture after picture, talking at her, “Yez! Yez! At last! Zat beautiful body zhall be my crowning work! These full heavenly breasts and how they jiggle even az you breath! These luscious wide hips! Not to mention your hind quarters! So full and perfect!” Scootaloo turned her face downwards, letting go of the door knob to cover her breasts again; beginning to squat down in the hopes of blocking Photo Finish from taking more shots. But as she felt the camera lens touching almost right against her from underneath she’d see she had apparently chosen to lay prone beneath her to get this prized shot!

“You must tell me your zecret! Fit girls like you are usually so hard and muscly and thin. No, wait! Don’t! It would ruin ze magicks! Please do not speak! Your body says it all! It must be captured and seen by everyone!” Photo Finish had never seemed so terrifying to her as she did now. At least when she was clothed, and still ‘a child’ she’d asked and took no for an answer. But like this it was as if like everyone else all she saw was a bare naked girl to humiliate!

She’d finally hear a noise though. A car driving up and raise her head. She was hopeful it was Applebloom and Sweetie Belle. She almost prayed for it. She NEEDED it to be them. “Ha! I told you she’d be here like an idiot.” Diamond Tiara and Siler Spoon. Her eyes looked up to see Photo Finish walk right up to them and show her the camera, letting the girl zip through the photos even as she saw a slight gangly shape still climbing out of the car behind them. “I told you putting out a reward for any good pics for this dumb slut,” she pointed out with a smug expression.

Scootaloo never wanted to knock Diamond Tiara’s lights out more than she did right then as she forced her body to stand up. Her knees though were locked together against one another in her embarrassment. Photo Finish walked off clearly smug and satisfied as she was handed a small stack of cash. She saw Diamond Tiara sneering at her. She knew the girl and her weren’t exactly buddy buddy even before she filled out. But after it was like she took her curvaceousness personally. The way Silver Spoon stared at her didn’t make her any less uncomfortable as Featherweight stepped out from behind them. She’d almost swear it was like Silver Spoon was raping her with her eyes as they looked up and down her desperately covered self.

Scootaloo had endured remarks of her being a slut, being tricked and trapped; of course betrayed by her friends. The hands that couldn’t keep to themselves and even Photo Finish! She knew she’d felt drained of shame before but as she stood there she could almost swear she was out completely. Featherweight looked at her with obvious excitement at the cover shot that would give him almost certain fame amongst the paparazzi. “Y-You want to see me naked, fine!” Her eyes spilled out tears as she shook her head, forcing herself to tear her arms away and break the lock on her legs.

All three in front of her looked shocked and mortified as she felt as she announced, “Go ahead featherweight, take the damn picture! Everyone’s already seen me naked so they might as well have a damn money shot too!” She raised a hand to fully cup her tit as she spread her legs, forcefully thrusting her pelvis forward in front of Rainbow Dash’s door. A hand between her legs pulling her tender pink slit apart. Bone dry. She didn’t get how ANY dumb idiot could be turned on by this craziness. “Go on, take it!” She snapped with her eyes crying visibly to anyone who gave a damn about her from the neck up. She only hoped this last desperate card would work and they’d turn and run from the now ‘crazy’ slut flashing herself.

It didn’t though as she’d watch Featherweight drop down to an angle and snap one final almost dizzying flash of her pussy displayed by none other than herself to the camera. She should have known better than to assume he’d ever back down from a shot. All at once she felt as if her heart was shattering to a million pieces. She dropped down to her knees and let her legs close, and sobbed. Her arms wrapped around herself, hugging herself more than trying to cover her breasts anymore as she whimpered and pleaded, “Just go…leave me alone…please just leave me alone.”

Now that seemed to actually put them off as she’d see the almost guilty looks on the girl’s faces even as Featherweight raced away. He clearly expected violence on her behalf and didn’t even realize she was unable to do anything more than shiver with the terrifying knowledge that come tomorrow that pic would be on the school website: for everyone from Principal Celestia to Pinkie Pie to Derpy, all the way to her parents to see! The duo of debutantes left soon after, abandoning the naked teen to wallow.

Scootaloo finally saw Applebloom and Sweetie Belle approach only a short time after, carrying her clothes and before she could even offer some snappish comment they threw one of Big Mac’s shirts over her like a coat; stolen after his attempt to fake that he hadn’t seen her. Their arms flew around her in an embrace. She heard them apologizing, crying along with her about how sorry they were that they did this. Their explanations fell on deaf ears but the feeling of her friends hugging her as she sat there offered her at least a comfort after the horrors she’d endured. But it didn’t take away that sting of betrayal. They’d cost her every last shred of dignity she had. She was gonna make sure she got even.