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The Helpful Streaker By grey mane
Streaker(s) Anthro Gabby the Griffon

It had been one hell of a day for her. Running around, hiding from sight when she could, and even letting her own nature getting the best of her. Causing so many ponies to see her bare furry ass.

“All I did was say yes to helping some pony…” She grumbled to herself, “how did this happen to me?”

As she began to curl up and think through the day’s events, she was soon startled feeling a hand grab her tail.

“I’z found her!” Photo Finish shouted only to lose her grip on the shocked griffin.

She squealed as she took off high into the sky, allowing every pony around to see and capture her naked body. One arm wrapped around her chest as the other tried to cover her slit. In a last ditch effort to hide she flew off towards Sweet Apple Acres, as countless ponies began taking pictures.

Some had even began to whoop, whistle, and call out lewd and lustful things. Others were appalled to see her as she was. As she flew with great speed she began to think back on how everything fell apart.

“Excuse me…” Gabby called out to a frustrated Photo Finish who was pacing back and forth, “excuse me, I heard that you could use a little help.”

The perfectionist mare stopped her pacing for a moment as her ear twitched, “Hmh?” She turned to look at Gabby and begin taking heavy steps towards her, “Let me zee.” She groaned looking her over, inspecting her body.

Her hands sliding around a little, gripping and pinching parts of her arms and legs as they went. Even went so far as to squeeze her ass and breasts before letting Gabby go and walking away.

“Perhaps I can find something for you to help me capture ze magicks.” She walked into one of the dressing rooms, her hooves caused the old floorboards to creak.

She cursed how they should have been replaced days ago, “Oh I could do that for you.”

“Neyt!” She shouted back causing Gabby to twiddle her talons, “I’z got it!” She shouted once again causing Gabby to prance a little on her paws, “I haz done everyzing, captured what magicks I can. But never once have I ever captured a griffin!” Holding out a few outfits she began to walk towards the room for the photo shoot.

All Gabby can see among the many outfits were a couple of different bikinis, some lingerie, and an erotic midnight blue lace nightgown. Rubbing her shoulder she wasn’t too sure if she could do what was to be asked when it came to those outfits, but without hesitation she followed Photo Finish.

Once inside of the photo shoot Photo Finish began holding up outfits to Gabby. Each one she groaned as she mumbled something about Rarity, what it was she could only guess.

“Zis one is a good start.” She shouted hanging the others on a nearby rack.

It was a stunning dress that had Rarity’s emblem stitched into the tag, it was too amazing that Gabby almost didn’t want to put it on. After a little encouragement from Photo Finish she began to strip down and put on the dress. Her well toned body made most of the stallions watching clear their throats, trying to hold back the fact they were quickly becoming aroused.

Before long Gabby was in the swing of it, switching from one outfit to the next. She went from high class to tomcolt and everything inbetween. Photo Finish cheered her on, calling her a natural equal to that of Fluttershy.

As she stripped completely naked to put on a sling bikini, one of the camera’s flashed catching her exposed slit. In that instant she covered herself as Photo Finish knocked the camera stallion on his ass.

Looking around in fear she sighed, “You idiot, we are in Ponyville. Discord is only a mere snap of ze finger away.” As Gabby Put the bikini on she asked about what there was to fear, “Discord has me, shall we say, by ze short and curlies. If he hears I act up with any pony like I did with ze wonderful Flootershy, it will be a living hell for me.”

Gabby gave a sympathetic oh as she walked back in front of the camera, “If this wasn’t so exposing I would wear one of these to the beach.” Getting a light hearted chuckle from Photo Finish the cameras resumed capturing her posses.

As she began to change again Photo Finish quickly grabbed her, “Come dear, there’s a changing booth over here. Best we not risk anything.” Her worries were clear in the tone of her voice.

Over the next few bikini shots Gabby began to relax again, enjoying the photo shoot as it progressed. Finally came the moment she worried about, the erotic nightgown stared her in the face. Taunting her with the exposure it would give of her plump perky breasts.

Shrugging her shoulders as she recalled the picture the camera stallion took before, she sighed knowing that at least she wouldn’t be naked.

Reaching for the outfit Photo Finish stopped her for a moment, “As nice as it vold be to have you model zat, I am afraid that it is two sizes too small for you. But good news is we have one about your size, not in zat color mind you, but still just as nice. Go get ready I’ll bring it to you.” With a nod Gabby was off to the changing booth she began to remove the last bikini she modeled in for the day.

Feeling the booth move a little she didn’t think much of it as she tossed out the bikini without care. As she waited she soon felt the booth shake and bounce every so often, worried that some kind of cruel prank was being pulled on her. She asked the stallions to stop messing with her.

Worried about how long she would stand naked in the booth, she poked her head out to see if she could spot Photo Finish. Her jaw dropped as she soon saw the homes of Ponyville passing by her very eyes. Cowering in the booth she held herself hoping that this was just a bad dream.

As the cart hit a pothole she soon came falling out into the open streets. Groaning as she rubbed her head she mumbled how she was thankful the streets were empty. Only for her to learn she spoke too soon.

Whispers of ponies soon flooded her ears as she opened her eyes to see a sizable crowd. Looking around she soon realized she was fully exposed to all of them.

“Mommy, what’s that pink line between her legs?” A young foal asks pointing towards her slit.

In the instance of the question the foal’s mother covered his eyes, “Have you no shame!?” She shouted drawing the attention of more ponies to gawk and stare.

Sitting there she slowly rose to her paws and tried to cover herself with her claws. Trying to move her wings she found them stuck full spread, as though her excitement had the best of her. Trying to inch her way in any direction a camera flash went off, shortly followed by a few stallions asking her to show off more.

Some mares even went as far as to call her slut or even ask if she was looking for a good time. Without thinking she took off running towards the nearest alley only to slip in some mud. Sliding a rough foot across the ground she soon fell head first into the cleavage of a mare.

“Sorry hun I don’t swing that way.” She snarled shoving Gabby onto her back, “I heard that griffins were rude, but I didn’t think they were also so dirty.” Adding a bit of emphasis into her last word she tossed some ice water onto poor Gabby, causing her nipples to become erect from the cold fluid.

“Looks like someone is horny.” Her friend teased reaching down to pinch Gabby’s erect nipple.

Without thinking she let out a squeal as her wings flapped pulling her away from the two mares. Finding herself back in the center of all their eyes she looked towards her wings.

She groaned as she covered herself, ‘Come on… come on…’ She whispered struggling with her stiff wings.

“You think she gets off on being watched?” One pony asked as she realized her wings would not do as she wanted.

Taking off in a random direction she began to run through the crowd. The cat calls, whistles, and even negative remarks about her current state made her blush and tear up as she ran. She begged her wings to work, to let her fly away.

But even still she found her wings stuck spread out. As she ran hoping to find some place to hide, Gabby soon found herself tripping over something causing her to fall into a net.

Tangled in the tightly woven rope she looked up to see a sign, “Yes, yes I know what my sign says. But trust me when I say I’m looking towards the future, and adding a new product to what I sell.” As the sales pony came out with a small group he patted Gabby on her ass as he smiled, “Hammocks are the way of the future. Just think, a bed that hangs from wherever you can set it up.”

“And does every hammock come with a naked griffin as well?” As a few ponies began to giggle and chuckle among themselves, the sales pony gave Gabby’s hind end a few quick squeezes.

Hearing her whimper a little he turned to look at what he held, ‘There is a naked griffin’s ass in my hand.’ He whispered squeezing her one more time trying to figure out if he was dreaming.

With his last squeeze Gabby tore the hammock apart with her talons, only to quickly remember a little thing called gravity. Causing her to fall flat on the ground, her ass stuck in the air giving several of them plenty to look at. Staggering back up to her paws she ran for the closest alley she could find.

She hoped to get out of the sight of any pony long enough to think of a plan. Any kind of plan that could help her out of this situation. Peeking around a corner she soon spotted Mrs. Cake tossing out some leftover icing.

Sneaking over she looked at how thick it was, as well as how it kept itself together on her finger. With a sigh she did what she thought was the best idea for the time being.

Walking out of the alley she was greeted with a whistle, “Damn, that bikini looks good on you.”

She blushed waving at the stallion, “Thanks, I just put it on. Planning on going to a lake I passed on the way here.” She gave a nervous chuckling sigh as she continued to walk down the street as calmly as possible.

Several stallions eyed her body, something she was somewhat okay with. But for many mares she got glares.

Among them she often heard them whisper, “Well with a body like that why wouldn’t you show off?”

Others groaned as they eyed her, “May as well go naked if you’re willing to show off that much.” Gabby sighed about if only they knew.

Continuing her walk she tried to think of the best place to go for help. The only one that stood out in her mind was the clubhouse for the CMC. Asking for a little direction to Sweet Apple Acres she sighed knowing her ordeal was soon to be over.

Turning to take off towards her closest friends, Gabby was soon greeted by a tongue wrapping around her body.

In a quick pull Gabby felt herself spinning till she fell back into a fruit cart, “Miss are you all… all… where did your bikini go?”

Covering herself back up Gabby looked towards Pinkie who now had a pleasant smile on her face, “That tasted good, old, but good.”

“She ate it.” Gabby weakly mumbled trying to hide her exposed body.

Spitting out a feather Pinkie looked it over, "Not sure if that's pink icing I taste, or griffin.” Realizing what she had done her eyes turned towards Gabby, “Wait... why are you... did I just..."

As Pinkie pondered where her tongue had gone, Gabby quickly rose to her paws and took off once again. Keeping herself covered as best she could, she looked behind herself to see if she was being followed. Content for a moment she looked forward only to see a fruit cart at the last second.

Knocking it over she slowly stood back up rubbing her back, “Check it out man, she’s putting on a show.”

Looking towards the direction the voice came from she quickly ducked down behind the roof of the cart, or what was left of it at least.

As the pair of stallions gawked at her they pulled out their cameras, “If you wanted a banana I’ve got a bigger one for ya, just show us your tits first.” Their cameras began to flash as she held the bit of wood to cover herself, “My wood is thicker and harder babe.”

Trying to keep them from capturing more she heard a camera flash from behind her, “Wonderful, Photo Finish might pay me more for this.” Turning around she saw the same stallion from the photo shoot, “Since you have the hat, care to wiggle your body a little?”

Reaching up she felt the banana the stallion was talking about before, realizing what he meant by having one himself. As the cameras continued to flash capturing her naked body, she broke off the part of the cart’s roof to keep herself barely covered.

Trying to walk away from the flashing lights she whimpered a little, “What about Discord? I heard her say something about that before.”

“What that lunatic don’t know won’t hurt him.” His lustful words faintly slurred as a bit of drool began to run down his cheek.

Holding on to the boards she took off running the fruit hat falling off as she did, her bare ass was all that remained exposed. As she ran she looked back to see the three stallions chasing her, taking pictures of her ass shaking with each step she took. Taking a hard left turn she ran down another alley to hide once again.

As she ran she could hear their hoof steps drawing in, growing louder and louder as they came closer to her. Backing against a wall she soon felt somepony grab her arm and pull her into a building. Looking at her Gabby noticed that her cutie mark was a strawberries and grapes.

“It’s about time you showed up.” Gabby was stumped wondering who this strange drunk’n mare was, “We’ve been waiting for the new stripper…” She eyed Gabby for a second before dragging her again, “good you’re already naked, that will shave us… slave us… mame us… fuck it just get out there and dance.” She slurred kicking Gabby out onto a stage.

Standing there in the spotlight she could faintly see ponies in the room. Of the ones she could see, she noticed most of them were mares. But all of them were staring at her with lust in their eyes, some had even began to whistle and cat call her as they demanded she started dancing.

Keeping the boards in place she squinted her eyes to look for a way out, hoping she could just make a run for it. Her legs pressed together trying to hide her already covered slit. As her body began to faintly shake the mare who brought her inside grabbed the boards.

Pulling them out of her claws she fell over, “They are paying to watch you dance naked, come on and shake it.” Berry Punch slurred laying upon the ground looking up at Gabby, “Nice and pink, you a virgin?” She licked her lips as she pulled herself off the floor, “I’d be happy to fix that, right here in front of all of them.”

As Berry Punch drew closer Gabby let out a screeching shout causing those closest to her to cover their ears. While some of them were dazed from her shout, Gabby ran for what she thought was the exit. Stumbling through the dim room getting felt up along the way, she soon burst through a set of doors.

Sighing to be outside in the sunlight her moment was short lived, “Check it out guys and gals, it's our lucky day.” Looking towards the voice she watched as a small group of ponies started moving towards her.

Running away from them she tried to keep her body covered using her arms and claws. Getting some distance between herself and them, she looked around for a spot to hide till things calmed down. At the last minute she dived into a bush thinking it would be safe.

Hearing her pursuers close by she stifled a groan, ‘Why did this have to be a rose bush?’ She pondered hoping she could keep from making too much noise.

As she waited for them to leave a couple of stallions came walking by, “I’m telling you man, she’s the best. I’ve never dated a mare like her before, and I don’t think I’ll find anyone better.” Leaning over he began to smell the roses, unaware that his muzzle was blowing hot air upon Gabby’s slit.

“So that’s it then, you’re just going to show up at her place with randomly picked flowers. Drop on one knee, and ask her to marry you?” He joked about how he would pay just to watch her reject him, all while Gabby cried in her mind for them to leave and stop sniffing her pussy.

“You don’t get it, you don’t just ask a mare to marry you. You have to go to their father and ask.”

“Right, right, the unwritten rule of being a stallion.” He chuckled, “Just as important as that fabled brocode of yours, which remind me again how that one rule goes. Bros before…” He waited for his friend to finish.

Picking a few roses he sighed, “She’s not a ho, not by any means. She’s classy, fun, smart.” Plucking one of the roses his finger rubbed through Gabby’s slit, “And the music she plays on that cello…” He clutched his empty hand tightly before reaching for another rose, “I’m telling you I will never find anyone like her or better.” As his knuckle ran against some of the thorny branches he soon felt a nub of some kind.

As his fingers slowly moved back wanting to feel the nub a little more his attention was taken, “Excuse me, but have you seen a female griffin running around here?”

“I can’t say that we have, anything about her that would make her stand out more than that?” He asked as his knuckle rested on Gabby’s slit.

“Well… you see…” The stallion tried to explain without looking like some kind of pervert, “she was at a photoshoot for Photo Finish, and due to some unforeseen mishaps she’s now running around naked.”

“Sounds like an average Tuesday night for me.” One stallion claimed.

Groaning as he pinched his nose the stallion holding the freshly plucked roses sighed, “I did not need that image in my mind.”

“I’m not the one running around naked. I keep telling you to come over man, several mares all in varying degrees of revealing outfits. Including bare ass naked, all running around in my home wanting the D.” He gloated as he grabbed at nothing.

Looking at him oddly the stallion holding a camera tilted his head, “The D? Seriously?”

“Yep, they all want my d-”

Shoving the bouquet of roses into his mouth the last stallion groaned as he turned around to pick more, “Don’t get this perverted virgin started.”

Reaching back towards the bush he noticed there weren’t many left on the outside, recalling the nub he felt before he assumed there had to be a slowly growing bud. Believing it would be better to give the would be love of his life rose buds, just so she can watch them grow and bloom. He reached back into the bush and began feeling around.

As their conversation continued he began to feel around for the nub from before.

Hearing his hand move Gabby nervously looked up towards his hand, ‘Please don’t. Please, please, please don’t.’ She begged in her mind, ‘Once was too much, I don’t know if I can take it again.’

Bracing herself for what was to come she tried to contain her shout as he pinched her clit, “Isn’t this a weird one.” He claimed grabbing the attention of the other stallions, “It almost feels like…” As he started to pull Gabby jumped out of the bush rubbing her sore clit.

Standing there trying to calm herself a camera flash went off, “Work it some more for me baby.” Looking back she saw the stallion from the photo shoot, and one of the other two taking pictures of her.

“I heard griffins were bad, but I didn’t think they liked to get off in public.” Wanting to explain herself a little more one of them got closer to her crotch, “Damn, she’s so fucking wet. You guys think she likes being seen like this?”

“Well she was willing to pose for it.” The photographer claimed reaching for her leg.

With a screech she jumped into the air. As she hovered there for a moment she realized her wings finally began to obey her. To her dismay however she soon realized how much of an opening she gave them as their cameras started to flash.

Seeing how they captured her bare body she tried to fly away, only for her embarassment to take hold once again. Gliding as fast as she could Gabby looked back hoping she had put some distance between herself and them.

Sadly she saw them chasing her with all their might as one shouted, “Come on sweet tits, you let my friend get a good feel back there didn’t you? I just want a picture. For the… um… Naturalist Inquirer.”

“And don’t forget you said you would help Photo Finish.” The other cried out both their cameras snapping away, only able to capture her bare ass and nothing more.

As she glided looking back at them hoping they would soon give up. Gabby crashed into a cart that soon began to roll down hill. As it rolled she looked back to see they had stopped to catch their breath, and for the moment she sighed thinking she had escaped them.

Her peaceful moment however was short lived however as the cart crashed into a fence post. The force of the impact sent her flying towards a curtain covering something. In her mind she thought that the day had granted her some salvation.

Falling behind the curtain she soon found herself being bound by several hands holding her wrists and ankles tightly, “Thank you for coming everypony.” Gabby heard from the other side of the curtain, “Today I will be unveiling my first invention to the Science and Engineering Community of Equestria. Though it seems simple enough, this device was created for those who study multiple things at once, or require assistance in reaching things, or even physical therapy.” Gabby knew that voice, Princes Twilight was giving a speech and Gabby began to dread that the device she spoke of now holds her spread open for all to see.

As Twilight continued her explanation Gabby began to struggle against the hands that helder. Trying to get Twilight’s attention a couple of the hands covered her mouth while holding it shut.

Struggling as best she could Gabby felt the table under her begin to move, “With this device so many lives will be changed, and so much time will be saved. I present to you my greatest work.” As the curtains began to open Gabby felt a hand come up and spread her soft tender lips, revealing her bright pink depths.

As the table came out the crowd was shocked for a moment as Twilight mindlessly continued her speech. It didn’t take long before the cameras of news reporters began flashing, taking every embarrassing photo they could of Gabby held out on display like one of Rarity’s dresses.

Spread out before them she cried in her head, ‘Please don’t…’ she knew her please would go unheard as their lust for more began to grow, ‘Twilight please do something.’ She mentally cried hoping the Alicorn Princess would hear her.

Giving one quick glance before continuing Twilight's mind soon focused on one part in particular, “As you can see my device works so well that we can not only see the labia majora, but the labia minora as well. While one is the outer folds of skin, you can clearly see the other is a soft pink tissue?”

Baffled as to what she was saying while looking at her notes, Twilight discovered that her words didn’t match what she had written.

As Twilight continued to try and figure out where she had gone off track Gabby began to struggle a little more, ‘Twilight please do something.’ Her cries and whimpers were muffled by the hand on her mouth, ‘Won’t any pony please put an end to this?’ She pleaded and begged as she struggled to close her legs.

“Wait a minute…” She groaned looking at her notes, “next would have been the explanation of the hymen, but I don’t see that anywhere in…” Scratching her head Twilight began to sweat as she gave a nervous chuckle, “Well there seems to be a bit of a mix up somewhere. Gabby would you please keep the…” Finally noticing what had caused her to lose track of her place Twilight shouted in disbelief, “GABBY!?”

Shocked at what was going on Twilight had little time to react as the machine flipped Gabby over. Though she attempted to struggle the machine gave her a few hard spanks on her rear. She groaned knowing the crowd watched as her cheeks giggled before them.

‘Why is this happening to me?’ She whined as tears ran down her face.

Believing things couldn’t get any worse, she soon found it was best not to tempt fate. Slowly the machine began to spread her ass open for all to see the tight puckered hole of her anus.

“What happened to you?” Asked Twilight as she ran over to try and shut off the machine.

Before Gabby could even struggle enough to explain herself, a light blue aura began to envelop her. In a flash of light Gabby found herself dazed and confused, yet at the same time happy to no longer be naked and spread before a crowd. Sitting there rubbing her head Gabby tried to make sense of where she was.

At first she thought it was a closet of some kind till she began to feel around. It felt like cardboard to her in some places, and in others she could feel wood. Her best guess was a shipping crate, but with the lack of movement she wanted to question her guess.

Trying to think about where she could be a little harder Gabby could hear faint talking just on the other side.

Pressing her ear against the wood she soon heard, “Now that the spell is complete, can any of you foals guess what The Great And Powerful Trixie turned your friend into?” The cheers of the foals made Gabby gasp as she tried to cover herself once again.

“A bear?” One young colt asked.

“Not a bear, it's a Ursa Minor.” One filly shouted causing Trixie to faintly groan as she rolled her eyes.

“Oh, oh, did you turn her into Discord?” The crowd began to laugh and giggle at the idea.

Joining in their laughter Trixie reached for the door, “Trixie has turned your friend into…” She paused for dramatic effect waiting for the moment as the foals began to lean in.

As the door came flying open all gasped as Trixie stood there dumbfounded for a moment. Looking into the box she saw Gabby bare as can be.

Soon several of the foals began to laugh as one shouted, “She turned Crystal Clear into a naked griffin.”

Another soon chimed in, “Is it right to be at a birthday party in your birthday suit?”

Walking around the corner to see how great everything was going, Filthy Rich stood there staring at Gabby for a moment.

Turning to his butler he sighed, “Call my lawyer, a real estate agent, and my banker. I want to know the ramifications of starting up a nudist colony, since just about every female wants to strut their stuff bare and in the buff. We may as well have one for them.” As he walked away he grumbled something about turning a profit.

Standing there trying to cover herself Gabby found all she could do was either run, or back into the wall of the box.

Soon she felt herself being enveloped in a light blue aura once again, “Don’t worry Trixie will make the nudist disappear.” In a blinding flash of light Gabby was gone once more as Trixie marveled at her own skill, “As you can see Trixie has made her invisible,” Reaching into the box to pull Gabby out.

All she felt was how empty the box was, “or tinny… or… oh sweet Celestia what did I do?”

Once again Gabby found herself in a dark place, though oddly it was warm and soft. Just outside of what she was in she could hear the muffled chatter of several ponies and some music. Wiggling her way out she could see a little sunlight, as well as the ponies who were chasing her before.

In a short moment she soon heard the grunts of a couple of stallions, “This cake wasn’t this heavy before, what happened?”

“I’m not sure…” Groaned one as he thought for a moment, “isn’t this supposed to be a special cake for Princess Celestia?”

“If it is I can only wonder what makes it so special.” Groaned the other as they carried the cake.

Before long Gabby could feel them set the cake down, “In dedication to the new school house, funded by Princess Celestia…” Mayor Mare began to speak as she grabbed a knife off the table, “we had this celebration, and this cake. In your honor for such a charitable donation.”

As Mayor Mare pressed the knife against the edge of the cake, Gabby popped right out of the top. Exposing herself to everypony at the party.

Some of the attendants blushed as they seethed through their teeth, knowing how Gabby must feel.

“Oh ya, I’ve done that before.” Shouted Pinkie Pie causing some eyes to drift towards her, “What!? A bachelor party wanted a mare to pop out of their cake and dance a little for them. I couldn't find anypony on such short notice.” She shrugged before pointing at Gabby, “But I never thought of doing it naked, mind if I try it some time?”

Before she could respond a couple of cameras began to flash, “Beautiful, beautiful, Photo Finish is going to love this.”

Without a word Gabby took off as several more cameras began to flash. The only thing she could give praise to, was the piece of cake that remained stuck to her crotch.

As she ran through the crowd she felt a couple of ponies smack and pinch her ass, “Mind if I eat that slice off you?” A mare called out causing the crowd to laugh as more and more ponies tried to feel her up.

As Gabby slowly disappeared from sight Discord grabbed the photographer by the collar of his shirt, “Did you just say, ‘Photo Finish is going to love this.’?” His mocking voice was identical to the stallion he held.

Shrugging his shoulders the stallion tried to act tough, “W-w-what’s to you?” As Discord began to smile the stallion wiggled out of his claws, “Make it worth my wild and I may or may not say something.”

With a devilish sadistic grin Discord laughed, “Sounds like a deal.” Snapping his fingers the stallion vanished.

Finally losing the crowd she stopped to catch her breath only to feel the slice fall off her body, “Mommy can I have some of that cake?” A young foal asked pointing at the piece lying before Gabby.

As the mother looked over she gasped while covering her foal’s eyes, “Filthy whore, running around naked without any sense of shame or decency!” She shouted causing several ponies to come out and look at the commotion.

In a mad dash Gabby took off once more, running as fast as she could. All while cameras flashed, some ponies sneered, and others cheered her on while asking lewd things of her. Turning a corner Gabby quickly dived into a bush hoping to hide long enough she could sneak around later.

Looking through the brush she soon spotted a small crowd hunting her down, all with cameras of different types and models. Some even came with camcorders hoping to catch a little more, without the need to go over the photos while hearing her voice in any way possible. Soon enough she spotted several ponies from the photo shoot along side Photo Finish, strangely enough none of them had cameras.

Gabby could only wonder why, or how they managed to track her this far. Quietly she waited for the crowd to die down, for how long she couldn’t tell. And while some began to leave, others continued to search for her.

At one point she heard Photo Finish command her employees to spread out, and to search the surrounding area up to half a mile. Before long Gabby lost sight of Photo Finish.

Crashing into one of the many apple trees Gabby soon felt a strong hand grab her breast, “So you’re the one causing all the ruckus in town.” She heard a deep voice as the hand slowly moved around, “It’s alright, I’m not going to do anything.” Soon enough his hand squeezed her shoulder, “Alright, grab my arm, and I’ll get you down from there.”

Taking his arm Gabby slowly came down from the tree only to slip and fall onto Big Mac. Recovering from the fall Gabby could hear his muffled voice as she faintly gasped. Feeling his head move she panted a little more as she squeezed her thighs together, only to feel something keeping them spread.

As she looked down her jaw dropped as her eyes became wider than an apple, to find his muzzle buried in her crotch.

His face was slowly turning a darker shade of red from the view as he tried to keep his eyes shut, “Please don’t…” She began to beg only to feel him try to get back up or even roll over to get her off.

She began to whimper and nearly cry as she felt him try everything to preserve both her dignity, and his respectability only to fail in the most awkward of ways. Shouting as she jumped off of him, Gabby soon realized that she was laying face first in the dirt. With her ass posing as though she was begging for more.

Scrambling to stand back up she quickly grabbed her pussy to try and cover it, only to feel how wet it was becoming. All this caused her to blush and whimper as she ran towards one of the many trees around her.

Diving behind a tree Gabby peeked around it, “Any chance you have some spare clothes?”

As Big Mac began to stand up Gabby noticed that he was shirtless and covered in sweat, “Sorry, I’d give ya my shirt if it was nearby.” Pointing to his right he began to explain, “The Crusader clubhouse is only a couple hundred yards that way, I know that rambunctious trio is in there right now. They may have something for ya to cover up with.”

As Gabby began to run off Big Mac turned his back only to hear, “Oh Big Mac.” As he looked over he saw Cheerilee in her cheerleader outfit, “I know it barely fits any more, but then I thought. Who would enjoy seeing me in it than myself?” Stopping to see what was going on Gabby peeked around a tree.

Seeing Cheerilee she watched as the teacher bent over showing Big Mac what she didn’t have on under it, “The answer was simple. Do you like what you see.” She teased as she spread her soft, wet, tender lips, letting Big Mac see how wet she really was.

All either of them heard from Big Mac was the ripping of his pants. Knowing where that moment was going, Gabby quickly took off as she felt a small warm sensation between her own legs. As she ran she could barely hear the sounds of Big Mac and Cheerilee slowly getting worked up.

Before long Gabby exhaustingly knocked on the door to the clubhouse, hoping they would answer before anypony found her.

Opening the door Scoots stood there staring at Gabby, “In all honesty I still say Rainbow Dash has the better body.”

“Says you, ya’ll just want to be like her. So ya’ll will say she’s SWEET CELESTIA!” Shouted Applebloom as she moved Scoots around to see who was at the door, “Gabby what happened?”

“Can I come in... and hopefully get... some clothes first?” She panted trying to catch her breath.

Welcoming her in the Crusaders gave her the only bit of clothing they had. It was an old rubber outfit that couldn’t fit her without some changes. Giving it their best Gabby was soon in what could be best described as, a one piece bikini that was a rough three sizes too small.

It hugged her body in the spots that would make any stallion hard, it barely contained her breasts. It squeezed her ass trying to make it pop out, and it hugged her crotch so much that camel toe was the least of her worries. Each step caused the suit to rub against her that Gabby tried to hold back a moan or pleasure filled gasp when either came.

Taking a few steps forward they all saw signs of it starting to tear apart. Hoping it could hold long enough Gabby ran to the door. As she opened it her outfit tore falling to the ground, leaving her exposed once again.

Turning to run back in she soon heard a voice, “Gabby vait!” Ducking behind the door frame she looked out to see Photo Finish, “Zank goodness I found you before zings got vorse.” Holding out Gabby’s clothes she sighed, “I’ve already dealt vith Discord vonce, and I’d rather not do it again. So I spent all day hunting you down, just to give you your clothes.”

Stepping out from her only source of cover Gabby took her clothes. As she put them on she sighed explaining that one of her photographers had been chasing her. Trying to take photos of her in the nude.

As Photo Finish began to apologize for what happened, “And it is because of that, we need to have a little…” Discord groaned as his hand circled around a bit, “heart to heart.”

Snapping his fingers her photographer popped out of nowhere. His clothes were torn and tattered as he lyed there curled up shaking.

“So dark… so cold… all that screaming…” He muttered scared out of his mind, “all these squares make a circle… all these squares make a circle…”

“Don’t mind him, he will be fine.” Discord chuckled as he began to move in on Photo Finish.

Before Photo Finish could explain herself Discord snapped his fingers. In a blinding light she was gone, all that remained of her was her clothes.

Pulling her shirt down Gabby came running over, “But it’s not her fault, this was mostly a mistake. The changing booth I was in got moved, and… well… I tossed out the only clothes I had expecting a fresh change. One thing led to another and well… you already know the rest.”

Blushing as he rubbed the back of his head Discord gave a faint chuckle, “Wish you spoke up sooner, I have no idea where I sent her. The only thing I do know is she’s naked.” Before they could try guessing where she could have gone, they all heard Photo Finish shouting.

Her voice coming from Ponyville, “Well answers that question.” Sweetie Belle sighed grabbing Photo Finish’s clothes, “Let's go see if we can find her.”