Author's Notes:

You'll Never Win A Bet With Spitfire By Blacklight2015 and Spring Showers
Streaker(s) Anthro Rainbow Dash

Rainbow Dash had just finished washing up from practice. She sighed a bit as she shook out her freshly dried out prismatic mane. The Wonderbolts Reserve grinning as she waved at the cadets. She still remembered being one herself; and now she was the top candidate to move up from the reserves to being an actual Wonderbolt! She waved at Soarin’ and Thunderlane in passing, smirking as they waved back. A huge goofy grin across the cyan pegasus face, the dock of her tail sticking up a little gleefully like a filly who’d just met...well, the Wonderbolts!

Here she was, as good as one of them! “Rainbow Dash!” Rainbow Dash turned on her heel a little in surprise to look over at Spitfire who had addressed her. She had apparently jumped out of the showers to catch her, a towel wrapped around a rather appealing lean yet womanly build. “Hold up,” she requested, though Rainbow Dash had already done so. “The rest of us are meeting up at a bar later. Cadets are invited too, so that includes reserves like you.”

“Really?! I’m so there!” Rainbow Dash grinned! Her wings shooting out from her body in a show of her excitement; accidentally smacking somepony, “Uh, whoops. Hehe, sorry there, Fleetfoot,” she winced and laughed sheepishly as she recognized the other Wonderbolt. Rather than risk humiliating herself further; she flew out! Her wings carried her out and away to the barracks the reserves and cadets used while staying ‘on campus’ as it were. Dropping her stuff off; she paused just long enough to fish around for something to put her hair up in a ponytail.

Rainbow Dash got drunk before and knew what could happen if she let herself get carried away. So having it tied up and out of the way beforehand saved her a lot of headache and the extra shower. It also spared her from Rarity’s nagging. But that was besides the point! She paused just long enough to examine the way her hair pulled back like that, some messy bangs falling over her brow. She reached a hand to slick them back just for them to fall back into place; ears perked up excitedly.

She raced straight out the door again; nearly knocking over about three or four cadets walking in. Their kind of embarrassing unitards hugging tight to their bodies. The built in cups doing little to hide some of the bulge the guys got; while more than a few girls suffered cameltoes. She’d been wearing much the same uniform just a little while ago and it always embarrassed her. At least it flattened her chest out so it didn’t cause ‘difficulties’ flying. But otherwise the only way it could be more embarrassing was if she had to fly naked!

She flew in a streak of mostly blue followed by all the colors of the rainbow. She wasn’t sure who to really expect to be waiting there; or what to really expect. She hadn’t been ‘invited’ to come along like this before! But she knew the bar she was even now stepping into was a piece of Wonderbolts history itself! The walls covered in memorabilia; a collection that easily rivalled only by Rainbow Dash’s own back home in Ponyville. No, as she saw some of the items hanging on the walls she knew it blew hers out of the sky! A fact that made her have to suppress a filly-like squeal as she ran for the bar.

She of course saw a familiar gigantic bulky pegasus with wings one would think too tiny to support his frame sitting there. An empty seat right beside him that she hopped right into without thinking about it. She clapped a hand on the bar and called, “Hey, Barkeep, Hard Apple Cider if you’ve got it!” She ordered. The stallion behind the bar paused to consider her before bringing a bottle out and pouring her a quick glass. Rainbow Dash recognized the label of her friend Applejack’s family farm instantly. Without missing a beat she took a proud swig and downed the whole glass to the ponies on either side of hers clear surprise. The Wonderbolts and the rest of the cadets started to arrive. “Come on, keep it coming.”

A couple hours went by with drinking and Wonderbolts sharing stories. Apparently Fire Streak was retiring to be a teacher or something. She was having a harder time paying great attention as she started to get involved in some drinking games. The Barkeep of course looked upon her with concern a time or two. He even brought a bucket out a few times as if in preparation of what would occur. But she kept it down and wasn’t about to pass out like Twilight or Fluttershy. Lightweights. “Hard Apple Cider, huh? Not bad, for a lightweight,” Rainbow Dash sobered up a good portion at that accusation.

She sobered up worse though when she saw who’d said it. With nothing more than a wave of her hand; the pony who’d taken a seat beside Rainbow Dash jumped out to let the same orange-yellow mare who she’d met in the locker rooms sit down instead. Spitfire just called her a lightweight! “You want a real challenge...I’ve got something for ya’.” Her tone was clear. She was egging Rainbow Dash on. Seeing if she had the guts to try it.

“Whatever you’ve got, I can take it!” Rainbow Dash insisted. A wicked smirk across her face. A drinking game with Spitfire of all ponies! She was so excited she could almost throw up! Or maybe it was the alcohol in her system. Either way she still saw pretty straight as she insisted, “How about we make it a little interesting though?” Rainbow Dash was already considering what to bet. Maybe make Spitfire declare Rainbow Dash the awesomest pony ever. That would be pretty awesome.

“You read my mind…” Spitfire admitted. Rainbow Dash was a little taken aback as Spitfire spoke. She sounded almost as if she expected this. “My choice of drink. I’ll even take a few shots first just to make sure you can’t bitch about being handicapped...you are so plastered, ahaha,” Spitfire shot a little mockingly at her. The barkeep was already pouring her such a shot that she downed, “We drink my drink and whoever hits the floor first, loses. If I lose...you get Fire Streak’s spot in the Wonderbolts.” Rainbow Dash’s eyes went wide with surprise, “We have the spot open and figure if you can drink me under the table; you’ve earned it.”

Rainbow Dash was absolutely speechless, about to announce that she didn’t really have a ‘if she lost’ wager that really matched it. “Don’t worry, I’ve already got the perfect idea planned. It’s actually a pretty old school hazing ritual we used to do to welcome new members. Helped toughen up the newbies; but haven’t done it in ages. If you lose, Rainbow Dash, then you’ve gotta fly the whole Cadet Obstacle Course, butt-naked.” Rainbow Dash’s face paled. Her ears went flat against her head in nervousness as she bit the bottom lip of her muzzle. “What’s the matter? Scared to show everypony ‘what you’re really made of’? Or do you just not think you can hold your drink? Lightweight?”

Alright so Spitfire wasn’t playing fair. Everypony who saw her gesture at the barkeep knew she wasn’t giving Rainbow Dash all the details. They also knew she was hitting all the right buttons to egg Rainbow Dash on. But worst of all they knew Spitfire had waited til Rainbow Dash was just drunk enough that any common sense the mare might have had would be lost in the face of challenge. “I’ll have what she’s having! You’re on! That Wonderbolts spot is mine!”

Soarin’ moved though, taking pity on her as he grabbed her shoulder, “Hey, Rainbow Dash? Think maybe you had a few too many. I mean nopony bets against Spitfire. You just don’t. Nopony wins when they do that,” he insisted. He had a clearly sober look to him as he shook the cyan pony a little. All that did was cause things to spin a little for her, “Come on, Spitfire, lay off. She’s clearly had too many to play this kind of game.”

Rainbow Dash though frowned and shoved Soarin’s hand off of her; extending her wing out to shove him away. “No way! I already said I’m doing it! I’m not just gonna sit here and let anypony, even Spitfire, call me a Lightweight; OR give her an excuse to call me a coward by backing out on a stupid bet!” She didn’t realize how ‘stupid’ the bet really was. “But if nopony beats Spitfire; then start calling me, Nopony!” It didn’t sound NEARLY as cool as the drunk off her ass prismatically inclined pony thought it did.

The stallion behind the bar pushed a couple shot glasses over, “Hard Apple Cider mixed with a Fireball. Favorite drink of General Firefly herself,” He insisted. Rainbow Dash wasn’t quite so drunk she didn’t get how that was a total load made up just to sell a few more drinks by latching onto a famous name. Still Spitfire was already raising her own glass. Rainbow raised hers. They both hugged them back. Instantly Rainbow gagged at the harsh burn as it ran down her throat and into her gullet! She brought a hand over her mouth as she felt herself gagging a little on it.

Rainbow Dash though kept it down and finally heaved a sharp sigh of relief. Soarin’ merely winced nearby as everypony got away from the showdown with a title and a huge load of pride on the line. But the drink had started to cause things to start to get a bit more bleary. The second went down easier than the first but only made things worse. She’d just raised the third glass to her mouth when Spitfire had already downed hers. She saw the mare cross her arms across her own more modest bosom in that military shirt she wore out to the bar. “What’s the matter? Thought you wanted to be a Wonderbolt.” She commented almost a little mockingly at her. “Hey, Anypony want to try and step in for her and take it instead?”

Rainbow Dash gripped her nose and used it as leverage to pull her mouth open to swig the drink back. No sooner than she’d felt it start to burn its way down her throat; she fell flat over. Everything felt like a hazy blur. She was dizzy and visibly drunk to anypony observing her as she was hauled out by a couple ponies. “H-Hey...hey, no...no wai-I...I can keep going…” she shlurred horribly. She weakly tried to resist but the clear loss of motor control left her at their mercy as she finally passed out.

Rainbow Dash had sworn about...twenty different times ‘never drink again’. This would make twenty-one at least, she figured as her head pounded and throbbed! “Ungh...hangovers...buck me…” she groaned. Her ears were almost flat against her head as she realized she was lying in bed. She smacked her lips a bit and slowly started to sit up. Her mouth tasted awful. She slowly opened her eyes only to stare as a glass of water was offered to the dry mouthed Pegasus.

Rainbow Dash took it; heedless of whoever had handed it to her. She chugged it down to sate the thirst. “Hey, watch it. Swallow that too quick and we might be getting an act two of ‘Rainbow Barf’.” That voice. Even as Rainbow’s head pounded; she saw the very same pony who’d drunk her under until she passed out. “Morning, Rainbow Dash,” Spitfire offered up in flippant greeting considering she was the one who’d given her this hangover.

Okay so technically it had been Rainbow Dash herself who’d done that. Applejack always told her if she got hung over it wasn’t ‘the pony she tries and plays a game with’ that’s to blame. Didn’t make her feel any less pissed off with one of her heroes though to see her looking at her with that almost mean smile. “I warned you not to make a bet with Spitfire, Rainbow Dash,” Soarin’ spoke up. Rainbow Dash turned her head slowly; avoiding the dizziness by doing so, to stare at him.

In doing so she’d realize she was surrounded by the Wonderbolts current team! Misty Fly and Fleetfoot standing nearby. Surprise was in uniform; per usual, doing her best to hide her own sympathetic wincing. Silver Lining and Wave Chill were both looking a bit more worse for wear. They looked like they’d gotten a bit too involved in drinking games themselves. High Winds had a visibly hung over look to her too; easily the worst in the room. Second only possibly to Rainbow Dash; she couldn’t see what she looked like.

“Fine, alright? I get it, don’t let the boss lady challenge you to a drinking game, especially when you’re already drunk. Learned my lesson…” Rainbow Dash murmured. She was frustrated with herself over it. Everything from before that first glass of Hard Apple Cider had just turned to a big blurry haze. All she remembered was Soarin’ warning her not to let Spitfire suck her into a bet and yet that was what she did. “What was the bet even about again?”

Everypony in the room winced as she asked that. She really didn’t remember, but Spitfire didn’t seem to buy it. “Oh no, Rainbow Dash, not buying the old ‘got so drunk i have amnesia’ bit. Soarin’ tried that last time he and I had a wager going. You made your bed, now you have to lie in it.”

Rainbow looked to see she was already in her bed. She considered making a smart-ass remark to the effect. But decided it was better not to test Spitfire on this. It wasn’t like anypony else was coming to her defense or aid in explaining it. “You have to run the obstacle course naked, Rainbow Dash, remember? Come on. You’ve got maybe twenty minutes; so let’s get you showered up and out there.”

Rainbow Dash stared at Spitfire dumbfounded as memories of that came flooding back. “You’ve gotta be kidding me!” Her eyes were wide. Her jaw basically hung open as she looked around the room, “You can’t seriously expect me to stick to that! I was drunk off my ass!” She loudly defended the less than totally binding effect a bet made while absolutely hammered possessed.

Spitfire though wasn’t having any of it, “Showers, NOW, rookie! Less you really don’t think you can hack it with the Wonderbolts and wanna quit,” she ordered. That ultimatum was almost painful for Rainbow Dash to hear. There was no way she could just go out and do that! But she couldn’t just quit the Wonderbolts! This had been her dream since forever! She swallowed hard, and nodded.

“Fine, I’ll do it. Just let me go get showered up and changed. I’ll meet you guys out there,” she requested. She got up and out of bed, leaving the messy bed and the bucket she didn’t want to look inside behind. She was about to move for the showers to indeed go and get changed into some clean clothes; however humiliating it would be to just have to take them off later. But she suddenly felt a hand grip her tail! It tugged hard, stopping her in her tracks. “H-Hey, what’s that about? I said I’d meet you out there.”

“No can do, Rainbow Dash. I didn’t quite tell you all the rules of the bet...one ‘cause I knew you were too drunk to remember, and two, because I knew you would have said no. But you aren’t going to get ‘changed’, Rainbow Dash. You’re stripping right here in front of us, and I’m gonna escort you in and out of the showers myself. Then you and I are gonna head to the Obstacle Course with you as is.”

Rainbow Dash didn’t even realize her face could express much more horror at that premise. “There any other rules to this you ‘neglected’ to mention last night?” Her tone weak and showing how clearly backed into a corner she was. It was fight or flight if ever there was such a war in the mare who lived basically combining both. Fighting her own humiliation of the sheer thought of everypony seeing her tits and ass; or charging straight out the door and flying home and never coming back.

“Nothing you need to be concerned about...yet,” Spitfire promised. Rainbow didn’t like the sound of that. But she had no real choice. It was Wonderbolts or bust...or maybe it was more like flash her bust or no Wonderbolts. Either way, everypony looked on with obvious anticipation. They seemed to already know the choice Rainbow Dash was gonna make before she reached to grab the hem of her t-shirt. The Wonderbolts lightning bolt emblazoned on it.

Rarity had actually custom fitted it for her. She was one of the few ponies who knew just how self-conscious Rainbow really was about her body. Hell, she basically changed INSIDE the shower stalls to avoid letting anypony see her body. But Rarity had fitted the t-shirt, along with basically all of Rainbow’s clothes, to help compress her chest in even more than her sports bras did. A fact that, as she pulled it up to reveal her lean slim stomach and the way it flared into something of a sharp hourglass, was already becoming apparent. “Whoa. Who knew Rainbow Dash cut a figure like that,” Soarin’ admitted a little in admiration.

Rainbow Dash winced at that comment. She slid the shirt up to the very edge of the dark blue sports bra underneath and held her breath as she tugged it over her head. Her breasts were shown in the snug elastic undergarment; looking almost ready to burst. “No way...ha! Her tits look even bigger than yours, Surprise!” High Winds shot with a laugh. She of course reached to hold her own still pounding head as she did so though.

Rainbow Dash’s sports bra had her cutie mark printed on the edge of one of the cups; another Rarity original. It looked as if she might actually need to let Rarity go up another cup size she’d notice. Rainbow’s hands shook as she looked at the Wonderbolts, her heroes and colleagues all staring as she exposed that shameful secret. Rainbow Dash was a flier but sure didn’t have the body of one!

Fliers were supposed to be leaner and smaller; like Spitfire. Less body weight and curves meant they were more aerodynamic; which meant faster! Sure Rainbow Dash as basically the fastest flier in Equestria but she never flew without all the curves held tightly in place with yoga pants, spandex shorts, or sports bras. Rainbow really hated swimming so deeply in her mom’s side of the gene pool. Still she finally unclasped her bra in front of them and pulled it off. An arm reflexively shot over her tits as they fell out against her chest. Every last stallion’s jaw dropped. They were all in civvies but that didn’t stop her from seeing bulges start to form in their jeans.

The enormous blue tits were squashed against her forearm. Her pink nipples were hidden by the arm that refused to budge just yet; but did nothing to really hide those heavy almost cannonballs stuck to her torso. “Wow...if i’d known you had those, I might have tried making that bet,” Silver Lining admitted as he unashamedly eyed her rack. Rainbow hadn’t even take her pants off and already the guys looked ready to jump her well endowed self.

They could already see the way her waist flared towards her hips now; a fact the looser stomach region of her t-shirt usually hid. Her tail flicked behind her nervously as he reached around to undo the small snap where her tail was stuck through the hole in the back of her yoga pants. The black and yellow piping garment slowly slid down her hips one-handed. Rainbow Dash cringed as she felt her tits wobbling and shifting around against her covering arm. The Wonderbolts were forming a semicircle around her all looking to get a good angle; while similarly barring her from turning in any one direction away to pull her pants down and hide her tits without them seeing.

The cerulean pony’s hair was still up in a ponytail; which meant they saw the way her cheeks flushed to an off-shade of red that nearly matched her eyes. “Hurry it up, Rainboob! We don’t have all day!” Spitfire shot; already hitting Rainbow with a certain stinging nickname. After she schooled those colts back in flight school; they went for a new nickname that highlighted a more visible change as she slowly transitioned from filly to mare. Perhaps part of her loathing of her own body could be traced back as she teared up a little. “Or don’t you want to be a Wonderbolt? If you wanna be a Wonderbolt, you’ve gotta at least have the guts to show us what we’re working with.”

Rainbow felt a little inspired oddly enough with that challenge. Of course she had the guts! She was Rainbow Dash! She was 120% pure awesome! Least that was what she made certain to to tell herself for those five seconds it took for her to let go of her tits and yanked the tight yoga pants down. Her ass sticking out back of her as her thong came down halfway on her thigh in the process. It hung comically half-way down her leg as she dropped her yoga pants around her hooves and stepped out of them. She lost her nerve the instant she did.

Her hands went back to covering her tits and pulling her thong back up. The skimpy flimsy bit of material hung over her crotch; the thin fabric digging into her fleshy hips. The thong had been completely swallowed up in the back by her big fat ass. “Turn around,” Spitfire ordered. Rainbow Dash wasn’t sure if she was relieved with the command or terrified by it as she turned about. She still had her underwear on; but the thong went under her tail suggestively. It made her feel like such a slut being seen wearing it!

Her tail was down’ the dock almost flat against her ass crack as she overheard Surprise comment, “Rainboob? More like Rainbow Ass, if you ask me,” she joked. Rainbow’s wings were flat against her back in shame. They almost looked like they threatened to go limp and drape down her back or something. Rainbow Dash had to wonder if it was possible to die from shame and embarrassment! That would be a question to ask Twilight she guessed; if she didn’t keel over from it before she got home to Ponyville.

She failed to notice Spitfire’s hooves clicking a little against the hard floor of the cadet’s barracks, where they were all alone. She also failed to notice Spitfire reaching a hand out until it was too late. Rainbow Dash instantly winced and cringed as she felt the thong grabbed and pulled almost straight up! The wedgie digging the fabric straight into her slit! The cameltoe gone in favor of her mons now swallowing the fabric up as Spitfire insisted, “Take them off, now. Or else we kick you out the front door and you can fly home just like that,” she threatened.

Rainbow Dash’s shame was magnified as the ultimatum only became that much more tilted. “N-NO! Please! I-I’m taking them off, really!” She paniced. Her eyes already tearing up horribly after not only the painful wedgie but the fact that she knew she wasn’t getting out of this. Some fearful part of her already beating her up for even undressing this far as she used one hand to peel the thong out of her ass and down her legs. A task that was a lot easier than the yoga pants.

She reached a hand down to cover her slit. The hot pink lips nestled between the cyan girl’s legs hidden as she spun about again to let them see as they wanted. Her head hung low as the group finally formed an opening. Nopony telling her to drop her arms just yet as she ran off for the showers. “Hey, slow down!” Spitfire ordered as she chased after her. Rainbow did not heed it in the least as she streaked out of the barracks room and out into the main hall. She saw several of her fellow cadets and reserves turning to gawk at her in all her naked shame. She made an almost straight L turn on her hooves as she shot off like a bullet for the showers. She ran right for a stall and closed it behind herself. By the time Spitfire arrived; Rainbow was already sobbing to herself in complete abject humiliation. She couldn’t run the obstacle course like this! The water poured over her body as she struggled to choke up her sobbing noises. She couldn’t! Somepony would see her!

Spitfire stood outside the stall. Rainbow easily overheard that telltale clicking of a hoof against shower room tile as it rocked back onto the heel just to stick back down and clop noisily on it. “Gotta admit, did NOT expect any of that to be hiding under that flight suit,” she admitted boldly. Rainbow winced, “You’ve got that fat ass and tits and you still outpace most everypony? Man...this is gonna be one hell of a show,” she gloated.

Rainbow wanted to tell her to leave. That there wasn’t gonna be a show and that she was gonna quit. She wanted to beg Spitfire for her clothes back. But the fact that doing so would mean giving up on her dream of course hung at the back of her mind and asserted itself in full. Rainbow tried to speak up but couldn’t really get out anything beyond light eeps and whimpers. The prismatically gifted mare felt so pathetic and weak and exposed!

Rainbow struggled to suck it up as she was handed a towel over the stall door. She was forced to hand it back over after drying off though before Spitfire even let her open the door to get out. She wasn’t giving her any chances to get out of this. Rainbow had her hands back over herself as Spitfire nodded, “Come on then. Sooner we get on with it, sooner you can put your pants on,” Spitfire reassured her.

Rainbow Dash felt a little relieved at that notion. All she had to do was finish the Obstacle Course. That was all she had to do! Once she did that, she could fly back, put her clothes back on, and Spitfire wouldn’t be able to kick her out for chickening out! Though the ashamed pony did feel increasingly as if being a chicken wouldn’t be the worst thing if it meant she didn’t have to walk back through the lobby bare-bottom nude again. This time she couldn’t even run as Spitfire kept pace ahead of her; blocking her from just running out without her. “No way, would you look at that ass?” She’d heard somepony mutter, “That ass, look at her tits!” Another voice added.

Rainbow walked uneasily behind Spitfire. She had her tail down to try and cover her ass crack with as much multicolored hair as possible. “Who knew Rainbow Dash had a body like that?” She heard her fellow cadets and reserves mutter as she passed by. They weren’t just standing around though. They were following after her, their voices continuing to murmur, “How’s she so fast when she’s got so much junk in her trunk?” “What I wouldn’t give to have her crash into me with those out.”

Rainbow whimpered as she was marched out the front door. Finally though Spitfire spread her wings. Rainbow Dash spread her own and took off without any hesitation as Spitfire zoomed with her behind her. Not that it prevented the building crowd from following. Though as they came to approach the Obstacle Course, Rainbow had to second guess if what was following really counted as a crowd. It looked as if the ponies who’d been waiting were the stragglers! Everypony else was right there standing on either side of the runway or sitting in numerous cloud-formed seats surrounding the obstacle course!

As if to make matters worse, as Rainbow Dash followed Spitfire in for a landing, she saw three ponies that made her feel more naked than actually BEING naked in front of them ever could! She practically hid herself behind Spitfire! Her eyes wide with terror and awe as she tried to hide all of her curves behind a mare a few inches shorter and a lot slimmer. Calmly stroking his beard; she saw Admiral Fairweather looking at the peeking Rainbow Dash with apparent amusement.

Another famous admiral stood beside him, Admiral Fairy Flight! Her famous attire almost as recognizable as the elder mare herself who once lead the 7th squadron! It looked a little dated for obvious reasons; but so did the stallion beside her sporting a worn out beat up flight jacket! Commander Easyglider! All three were living legends from the Wonderbolts history! All of them easily old enough to be any of the cyan mare’s grandparents and all three were there watching her as Spitfire stepped aside. “Rainbow Dash, how about you introduce yourself?” Spitfire offered without any sign of remorse or sympathy.

Rainbow Dash wanted to die. She really hoped she could just on the spot die of embarrassment. Her face as red as one of the streaks in her hair! She couldn’t speak or even move as those three living legends looked upon her. Standing nearby as well were Fire Streak and the similarly ‘early’ retired Rapidfire. It was like some kind of Wonderbolts reunion or something and she was the last to hear of it! “Doesn’t say much, does she?” Easyglider questioned a bit sarcastically as he laughed.

“Perhaps the girl’s simply embarrassed that we caught her with her pants down,” Admiral Fairweather suggested in a gruff yet clearly mocking tone as he laughed at her. Rainbow Dash shifted the hand covering her fat tits to pinch herself. Right on the boob. This had to be a nightmare. An absolutely unholy nightmare. She darted her head about in hopes Luna would come and tell her this was all just some stupid nightmare and reassure her! But the sharp pain that came from pinching herself told her this was only too real.

Admiral Fairy Flight frowned at the two stallions, “Be nice. Not her fault she fell into this old trap...let’s leave her to prepare and find some good seats,” she offered. Her tone suggested at least some sympathy for Rainbow Dash. But only some as she shooed the two stallions along, only to glance back, “Hard to believe they’re letting fat ones like that try for the wonderbolts,” her words muttered just loud enough for her to overhear.

Spitfire laughed, clearly amused. Rainbow Dash was already spreading her wings. She was going to run this course and go home! “Hold up there, Rainboob!” Rainbow frowned at that mocking nickname, “First thing’s first. You’re running the course alright; but there’s a few special rules. For starters, no covering up. If I even see you reach to cover up, I’ll fly out there myself and cuff your hands behind your back to make certain you can’t. Got it?” Rainbow Dash paled. Her whole body felt as if the she’d gone three shades whiter than her natural blue at the suggestion of that. She gave a weak and defeated nod. She didn’t drop her arms just yet though as she waited for Spitfire to finish.

“Secondly, you’ve gotta complete the whole course. Don’t care how many times you crash or whoever you wind up flashing off, you keep going til you get back here. And when you do, your fellow cadets get to fly you around for a nice victory lap.” Rainbow Dash never really noticed how scary Spitfire’s smile could be, “After which me and the other Wonderbolts are gonna get a bit of a fun photo session with you just like this. Right in front of everypony.”

Rainbow Dash cringed. “Is that it?” She questioned. The tone of her voice already sounded a bit broken as she looked about with a grimace as she overheard all the murmurs about her fat jiggly curvy body.

Spitfire shook her head, “Just one more thing...I know how fast you are, Rainbow Dash. If you tried; you could be through the course in ten seconds flat. That’s why Sightseer is going to be acting as a pace pony for you. You’re not allowed to pass him,” she explained as a stallion in the embarrassing blue and yellow unitard came forward. It reached to his knees, unlike a real wonderbolts flight suit, and did nothing to hide the boner he had from seeing Rainbow’s humiliating body.

Sightseer was appropriately named. He was one of the slower fliers among the cadets. He could put on the speed when he wanted to but for the most part took his time with the courses to do them perfectly. She had a bad feeling today was not gonna be a day he’d push his speed any. “You can’t be serious,” Rainbow insisted at Spitfire. “N-No way! You can’t be serious about that! If I’m stuck behind him, everypony will...they’ll see…” she whimpered.

Spitfire smirked, “Should have thought about that last night before you took the bet. You’re welcome to just fly home if you want,” she pointed out. Rainbow Dash swallowed a lump that had formed in her throat as she finally nodded. The orange maned mare already stepping aside as Sightseer nodded, awaiting some form of starting signal. It only dawned on Rainbow after several seconds that the ‘signal’ would be whenever she actually dropped her arms.

Rainbow Dash quietly prayed to Celestia that she at least not look like a total fool; even if she absolutely was for getting suckered into this whole mess! She dropped her arms to her side; slouching over in an attempt to hide her body through bad posture. Rarity would probably kick her ass if she caught her standing like this. Sightseer though finally took off and Rainbow Dash was right behind him. At least he had a decent pace so it wasn’t like getting stuck behind Grandma, or Fluttershy.

She saw the course ahead of her and felt the cold air force the bright pink nubs on her chest to stand out. Her legs tucked tight together as she could get them to hide her slit from the onlookers. Sightseer was flying ahead of her with Rainbow forced to fly after him. It gave everypony on the ground and in the cloud seating a good view as they approached the first obstacle. It was a simple banking exercise between some pillars. She watched him shift his weight, flying higher on his left while lowering his right and followed suit.

As she did so though she spotted a crowd already taking pictures! Her hands shot up towards her chest! She nearly grabbed it and covered it before remembering Spitfire’s rule. She sniffled a little as she swung back the other way after passing the first pillar. She swung around the next only to see several more ponies; including Admiral Fairweather gawking at her nakedness as she started to prematurely shift back away! She’d just flashed retired Admiral Fairweather! She tried to bank around the next pillar but failed to realize in her hasty turn she’d wound up crashing full on through it. Her body slamming itself comically into the cloudform. She felt her back-side hanging out as she kicked a little in panic.

“Hahaha! Check out that ass!” She overheard somepony call out as her buttocks jiggled a little with each angry kick and squirm she made as she tried to worm her way back out of the pillar. Her wings shifting uncomfortably as the hard cloud layer shifted around her. She finally managed to thrust herself back out of it and wince as she felt her tits bounce a little heavily and animatedly. She tried again. She sped up to catch up with Sightseer who had already taken a sizable lead. She felt her weight shifting though. Her breasts swinging and smacking into each other with each banking motion she made on her wings axes.

This was part of why she never flew without a sports bra! Her weight distribution was all wrong as she felt her banking become a little more exaggerated as she tried to catch up to Sightseer. Turning heavier and heavier until she wound up smacking into another pillar! Only this time she didn’t fly through it. Just a hard collision that knocked the wind out of her as she was forced to listen to jeers at her, “This is supposed to be a reserve?” “How does she even get off the ground with those fat tits?” “Who cares! Bet that ass will look great in the uniform.”

Rainbow Dash was freaking out inwardly as she got the wind back in her lungs. She started to fly off again. By the time she caught pace with Sightseer again, they were already on their way to the second series of obstacles. Cloud pumps. Normally it was only too easy for the multi-tasker to handle flying AND watching out for cloud bursts to come shooting out at her. But focused as she was on everypony’s eyes staring at her; she failed to notice a cloud shooting up right underneath her! She comically flipped over in the air and landed hard on a ‘safety cloud’ setup. Her legs spread in that unceremonious landing.

Her velvety pink folds nestled between her previously tightly clasped legs flashed before the crowd as her tits lay flat against her chest. The round globes sticking up for everypony to flash pictures of. It took the dizzied Rainbow almost a whole ten seconds itself just to recover and fight back her tears as she reached to cover her slit and tits with her hands, “H-Hey! Quit staring, alright!” She demanded. She regretted that decision almost immediately as she’d find Spitfire right on top of her! The mare grabbing her arms and true to her word; they were cuffed at the small of her back. “Please..please, no...you...you can’t make me keep going like this!”

Rainbow Dash whimpered. She could of course hear somepony jeering about how they should have sold tickets to this show as Spitfire insisted, “You lost the bet fair and square. Now get flying, Rainboob!” She suddenly smacked the blue mare open palmed on her bare ass. Rainbow Dash cringed as she felt the flesh of her back-side jiggling apparently to the delight of her onlookers. She flapped her wings a little pitifully as she started again. Of course she got sucker punched by another cloud almost as soon as she did.

Without her arms to help stabilize herself; she flipped and flapped as the cloud shot her right in the wing and sent her spiralling right into the crowd in one of the rows of seating! Her tits smushing right into some poor pony’s face. The large tits smushing lewdly into them as she lay atop a rather well dressed mare. It took her only a split second to realize she’d wound up colliding with Admiral Fairy Flight who even now was grabbing the tits in her face and pushing on them to try and get her off of her! “O-Ohmygosh! Ohmygosh! I am SO sorry!” Rainbow Dash finally found her voice as she scrambled off of her only to eek as somepony reached and grabbed her ass while it was within range. She kicked out but felt nopony there; apparently whoever had done it was smart enough to quit while they still had their head.

Fairy Flight shoved Rainbow Dash off with clear disgust, “You never would have lasted in the 7th squadron,” she shot. Rainbow Dash winced at that insult handed down to her by none other than one of her heroes! She flapped back up into the air. Sightseer was almost nowhere to be seen; he’d gotten so far ahead while she got nailed with the clouds. Her tits were forced to jiggle and bounce as she flapped after him. She followed the course and finally saw him again. He had apparently slowed down and stopped upon realizing she wasn’t following anymore.

She’d wished he had taken off ahead; giving her an excuse to race off after him and spare herself too many stares. But instead he just stood there openly gazing at her naked self as she flapped and hovered in place behind him, eyes locked on her tits as they bounced and bopped with gravity’s effect on her. Rainbow Dash was making an explicit mental note to kick his ass after all this was over. She watched him fly off, this time watching as he deliberately took his time flying through the hovering cloud rings. Those familiar shapes should have been foals-play.

Instead no sooner than she got to one; she’d find herself blinded a bit as somepony flashed a camera off almost right in her face. It seemed somepony was hiding around in the clouds! The darker clouds hiding them as they had apparently ambushed her! The attack having caused her to misjudge that first ring, aka ‘the one anypony can get through’ and slam her stomach into it! She hung comically off it. Her tits hanging off one side; midsection tight on the ring itself with her bare bottom stuck out.

Rainbow Dash was starting to wonder if she was getting immune to shame. She sure didn’t think she could feel any worse than she already did. She was proven very wrong as she felt the camera lens zoom right in against her twat as her legs had hung briefly open! “H-Hey, no! Don’t!” She squeaked at them only to hear that click! She flapped her wings hard and tried to fly off through the rings. She was subject to more flashes; clipping a hoof on one ring only to stumble and fall flat on a safety cloud. Another flash had sent her straight passed one ring only to tumble over the next and spin only to land upside down with her tits hanging in her face. The huge mammaries resting against her jaw comically in that humiliating pose with her legs spread simply by how she’d landed.

She wanted to officially kill whoever was taking these pictures! She finally made it through the rings just to be hit with another straight on flash! “H-Hey! Quit doing that!” She demanded angrily at whoever it was. Her vision already quite spotty after so many camera flashes. When the spots disappeared; her heart sank. Yeah, killing this stallion wasn’t gonna be such an easy task.

Commander Easyglider was holding an old looking camera with a nod, “These are gonna be some good ones. Hehe, nothing sells better than fresh nudes of the new girl,” he gloated with a mocking laugh at her. Easyglider had a clearly smug attitude about him as he nodded, “Sorry if the flashes were a little strong though, didn’t expect to send you crashing all over the place like that, Rainboob.”

He took off, leaving a crying Rainbow to shout, “H-Hey! Don’t call me that! Please!” Her cry went unheard though as she noticed more ponies watching her hovering there before she took off again. As if she even needed Sightseer as a pacepony. Her own nakedness was obstacle enough to embarrass her so much she couldn’t even think straight! Let alone fly straight! She flew off. Her wings carrying her along the course. She watched Sightseer going through some hurdles. It wasn’t quite like what ‘ground ponies’ used though. Pegasi had to duck and fly over them in sequence, basically like the banking exercise; only vertical.

It was all stuff any half way decent flyer could do in their sleep. Rainbow really wished she was asleep. Least then she wouldn’t be conscious for all of this as she followed along. Her wings gliding more or less as she swung under and over a few hurdles. Many ponies lined the area. Usually it was common practice to give a couple high-fives along the way. This was not common practice though. For soon as she flew over one of the hurdles she’d feel somepony smack her right on the ass! “Aaah!”

She screamed in surprise and ducked under the next. Her tits wound up smack dab knocking into somepony’s face! She felt them shifting their face around basically motorboating her boobs as she flew back over them. Another pony caught her by her tail and slapped her right on the ass as she started to fly over the next hurdle! The stalling motion breaking a lot of her momentum as this rapidly devolved into a gauntlet of spanks and gropes! Hands clapping onto her buttocks in passing. The fleshy cheeks squishing into their fingers. Her tits weren’t left any less abused as ponies smacked them or got in the way just to rub something against them uncomfortably whether it was their face or something else.

By the time Rainbow Dash got through; her face and ass were both burning red! Her eyes were completely spilling over with tears. She was even sobbing in front of everypony as she saw Sightseer finally move for the last obstacle. Nosedive practice. Already she could tell this was going to hurt a lot. She saw him swing down into a nosedive for the runway. Ponies all floated or sat on clouds awaiting her to arrive and follow. She even saw that Fairy Flight and Fairweather had come to join Easyglider in watching this as she eyed Fire Streak, the very wonderbolt she’d been hoping to replace, cheered. “Come on, move it!” “Shake that ass and dive!” “Come on, Rainboob!”

Rainbow Dash dove. She thrust her body down through the air. Her wings tight against her back as tears formed. Her tits almost pressed into her torso by raw air pressure alone as she dove down. Ass cheeks quivering from that same pressure that pinned her tits to her; jiggling as her legs remained almost locked together. She saw the rapidly approaching ground including everypony there waiting to get that full frontal view as she neared the end of this bare assed hell. She finally spread her wings open; and her legs apart.

She didn’t want to. She really didn’t want to have to spread her legs, but as it stood as she swung back up it was the only way. She spread her wings out and caught herself and started to kick a little at the air as she slowed drastically. Breasts bopping a bit with the sudden shifting of her body as gravity and raw aerodynamics both turned against her. She finally stepped on the ground but couldn’t do anything to keep herself from flopping forward right on her tits! “Save the titties!” She heard somepony call out as she landed right on her bust.

She lay face-first on the ground. Her face hidden by her unruly rainbow hair as she sobbed into the ground. Her ass up in the air thrust out. Her buttocks quivering as her body shook with her sobs. Her slit displayed with her legs were spread in their clumsy failed landing posture. Her hot pink velvety slit completely shown off as the wonderbolts, the current team, moved to help her up off the ground. They somewhat almost forced her to stand upright. Rainbow Dash sighed, “Time for my victory lap, right?”

Her tone sounding only too defeated as Spitfire noddd. Rainbow cringed. She’d really hoped Spitfire would have cut her some slack on this one. But nope. Instead she called over four other cadets. Which seemed like a bit much. Wasn’t like they needed to hold her arms back when Spitfire still hadn’t uncuffed them. The bright pink nipples still stuck out where everypony could see them standing out from her coat.

But it wasn’t her arms they were after. Rainbow Dash squeaked in surprise as she found her wings forcibly grabbed and used to lift her up as the two others grabbed her by the knees! They four pegasi forcing her upright with wings spread and thighs forcibly parted! “No! No no no no no,” she repeated that one word shaking her head as she was carried off like some great champion. But in the end was more like a trophy or a prize as she was forced and spread wide by her legs over the crowds she was now being paraded over.

“Come on, spread the lips!” “We can barely see anything!” “Somepony smack dat ass, make it bounce!” “Shake her! We wanna see her tits jiggle!” She heard ponies calling out at her as she was brought passed every series of stands throughout the obstacle course. Her eyes almost dry by this point. She didn’t think she really had any tears left as she dry sobbed in complete humiliation as they did this to her. She wanted to go home.

She wanted to go home to ponyville and lock her door and never leave! Everypony had seen her shame! They’d seen not only her slit and nipples but every inch of her disturbingly voluptuous self was on display! Her fat ass! Her huge DD-cup tits that she never seemed to lose weight from no matter how hard she tried! Her muzzle visibly wet with her tears that had been falling earlier; darkened lines visible to those watching on as she was kept just out of each of anypony. They were at least giving her that much mercy it seemed. But when she was suddenly brought before the three veteran wonderbolts she saw the obvious displeasure on Fairy Flight’s face. Fairweather was clearly trying not to be caught staring. Only Easyglider openly gawked at her with a big goofy smile as he said, “Thank you, ma’am,” tipping his hat at her and her disturbingly shapely physique.

She eyed the ponies carrying her. The mares were all lean and slim like Spitfire; a mare Rainbow Dash had idolized but had also just subjected her to this unique form of torture! She whimpered as she was finally brought back to the Wonderbolts who already seemed to be posing a little or preparing a pose. Rainbow saw the spot reserved for her. She could almost see the void where she was meant to fit as they practiced the pose. Her arms were unbound but she didn’t raise them. What was even the point? They’d all seen it and there was nothing to hide.

A part of her almost tried to rationalize she should be happy that at least there wasn’t anything else to lose but a part of her dreaded what was to come as she was handed off to Soarin’ who held one arm up like he was announcing the winner of a boxing match! His fist was tight around her wrist. It almost made her miss the handcuffs. Silver Lining had taken the other arm and forced it up while High Winds and Surprise knelt down and forced Rainbow Dash’s legs up. They spread her legs as they knelt on the ground with her in the middle of the growing photo. Fire Streak and Rapidfire both moved to flank their fellow stallions.

Misty Fly and Wave Chill joined the group. Fleetfoot too though she had taken to kneeling as well. Spitfire had set the camera up and was moving in just as the three veterans came to stand in the photo. Rainbow Dash wondered how this was going to get worse. She watched Spitfire move to stand a bit at her side, leaning over Surprise to do the last thing Rainbow wanted anypony to do. She watched her grab and pinch her labial folds and pull her pink pussy lips apart. She called, proudly, “Atlius Volantis!” They called out that almost archaic motto.

The other Wonderbolts; former and current all repeated the phrase just as the camera went off. Rainbow Dash instantly started to flap her wings! She felt the others panic a bit around her as she kicked and furiously got out from their hold! Her wings readily carrying her off and away as she raced hard for the barracks. Everypony had been left staring after her in obvious amazement at the speed she just presented after that comically horrid run.

Rainbow Dash had arrived at the barracks; empty much to her relief. Everypony was of course at the obstacle course where she’d left them. She’d arrived to find her clothes had been left on her bed; folded neatly for her. She threw them all on fast as she could. It offered little comfort to be dressed again. She didn’t doubt that those pics of her were going to be all over Equestria by tomorrow! Everypony from Appleloosa to Canterlot to Manehattan was bound to see her naked self displayed by the wonderbolts shamefully. Rainbow Dash had grabbed her bag and threw all her stuff in it. She was about to race out when she spotted that somepony had apparently arrived and was now looking at her from the door.

Spitfire spotted Rainbow Dash’s bag and smiled, “Good, you’re already packed.” Rainbow Dash knew what this was about. Rainbow Dash had chickened out. She’d flown off and panicked and raced back for the barracks. She gave up and that meant she’d given up on being in the Wonderbolts, “Well? Let’s get going, Rainboob.”

Rainbow Dash winced at the name again, “Listen, alright? I...I know I failed but could you please stop calling me that?” She pleaded. She was leaving, so why did Spitfire seem to feel the need to rub salt in the wound by calling her that? “I was really really getting ready to leave. You said if I quit, I was basically giving up on being in the wonderbolts, right? Well I ran and everypony saw. So I’m...just gonna go. But I hate ponies calling me that, so...could you please just not?”

Spitfire raised an eyebrow at Rainbow Dash. It seemed to take several seconds for everything she was saying to sink in and process. “Hold up, hold up! Rainbow, I was never gonna kick you out if you ran! I mean for Celestia’s sake! EVERYPONY runs! I swear! I didn’t even make it for the group photo before I flew out of there!” Rainbow Dash stared. What the hay was she talking about? “I mean c’mon, you really think I’d put you through this shit if I didn’t think you were hard enough to take it? Though, I suppose you are a lot softer than I guessed,” she added on with a bit of a laugh.

The attempt at comedy seemed to fall flat. Rainbow Dash’s lack of a laugh in reply was proof positive, “I mean we all have our embarrassing nicknames from our hazing. I lied when I said we haven’t done this in ages, Rainbow Dash...like really. You think those three just HAPPENED to be visiting? Having everypony already waiting to see the show? It’s like I said, it’s done to help toughen up newbies, Rainboob...as are the nicknames. Still can’t shake mine,” she admitted.

“Wait...wait wait wait wait!” Rainbow Dash finally spoke up, holding her hands up, “New members? But I lost the bet! You said I only got that spot if I out-drank you! Everypony saw me fall flat!” She exclaimed.

Spitfire smirked, “You really think I’d risk a spot on the Wonderbolts over a dumb drinking game? Give me some more credit there, Rainboob. Besides the fact that I never said that was the only way you were getting it. Or that if I lost that you WOULDN’T be getting the hazing.” Spitfire explained, “I didn’t think you’d really expect me to go kicking you out. I mean I said as much that the hazing was for NEW members. The spot was already yours, Rainbow Dash, even if you’d run off soon as we got there. Soarin’ sure did.”

Rainbow Dash couldn’t believe it. She couldn’t believe it! She stared at Spitfire. Absolute disbelief on her face about the whole situation. Her eyes were watering over again but not from shame...but sheer excitement! She spread her wings and leapt into the air shouting, “I’m a Wonderbolt! Yeah!” She landed only to feel things jiggling a bit. She really did need to get Rarity to make her some tighter clothing to hold things better. “Listen, Spitfire? I mean...it’s totally awesome that I get to be a Wonderbolt, but that nickname really is pretty bad. Can you please not call me Rainboob again?”

“No can do, Rainboob. We all got our nicknames, and we gotta live with ‘em. If you’re worried about any of your friends hearing it though, don’t be. What happens between wonderbolts stays between wonderbolts. It’s part of why nopony knows mine,” Spitfire gloated, “Besides, consider it a compliment. Least yours is a positive. I got mine from choking up on the rings...ugh, one hoof stuck on one with the other on the one behind me…” she winced to herself.

Rainbow Dash already was trying to imagine what Spitfire was remembering. It painted an image Rainbow Dash knew would have killed her with embarrassment if she’d been caught making that kind of pose. It didn’t take much to realize and guess what this ‘nickname’ was. It really did sound worse than Rainboob. “Splitsfire?” The other mare’s grimace was as much of a yes as they needed. “So...why were you glad I packed then?”

Spitfire smiled, “Duh, you’re moving into the real wonderbolts barracks...come on, Fairy Flight wants to congratulate you on even making it to the photo. She bet you’d chicken out before you even made it through the rings.” The pair finally left the barracks; Rainbow Dash doing her best to keep from doing loop de loops. For a day that had sucked so hard when she woke up; this was officially the best day of her life!