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Cheerliee Takes Manehatten By The_Black_Knight
Streaker(s) Anthro Cheerliee

For the love of Celestia where do I even start. Hello reader, or should I call you sick pervert. Whatever, you're here to read some kinky story about a mare who streaks around getting embarrassed to the point of causing PTSD, and leaving emotional scars that might as feel like thousands of stabs to the chest. I suppose there is some truth to that. For some reason it happens to us mares all of a sudden. First Rarity in Canterlot, the Twilight... Twice, and even poor Fluttershy. Well whatever you sick pervert you wanna read about a mare streaking, you'd be better off jerking off to my Stallionfriend. But the only way I can let this go is if I just write out the frustration, the anger, the sadness, the piety, and the sick looks I've received, and my hatred for teaching teenagers.

It all started back in the spring semester of being transferred to a private school in Manehatten. I was separated from my Big Mac, we however maintained a long distance relationship. I would at times send him kinky photos of myself to him. The school had no knowing of this. If I did there would be hell to pay. I lived in a studio apartment, rent was only fifty bits, which was out of the two hundred bits I made per month. It's a slap to the face. Utilities were another fifty. that left me with one hundred bits to spend on food and necessities. Teachers deserve more respect. Why does it fucking matter I'm leaving when the school year is over anyways. You see the private school was a ten mile drive from my apartment. Or a ten mile pilgrimage if you were brave enough. I was there from six in the morning till six in the evening, then rush hour traffic kicks in and you're home until seven. You grade until eleven, little time to eat, and the only real source of entertainment is watching TV in which ponies kill,rape, commit incest, and all fight over a throne. It was all that was on at the time I'm up anyways. The only real issue about the school is that it's on the outskirts of the city and there isn't any phone service. That meant I had to rely on outdated school phones. Which were a bitch to use.

Around the spring I notice my students are a little more aroused, sometimes the stallions will spend the class just looking at me. Can't really blame them with all the heat season. Hormones flying around, mares just oozing out estrogen, Oxycontin and every other chemical that makes ponies horny. Even I'm not exempt from this, as I ooze out my fair share of those chemicals. I try to keep this under control as I have to keep my professionalism. That doesn't stop the occasion rub to the love slot to alleviate it. Well it just makes it worse as more hormones go off in my brain. Like I said I'll just have to get through all of this and I'll be home to a Stallionfriend that will fuck my brains out. Don't get any ideas dear reader. Trust me I know what you are thinking right now.

I wake up like every morning. Wake up, get dressed, drink my morning coffee, eat, then drive to work. When I arrive I teach English, eat lunch, continue my English lessons. When I finish the school day. I stay after an hour to get as much grading done and entered, drive home, grade some more, eat, sleep, lather, rinse, repeat. Yet on this special day things were different. I recall some students coming in for tutoring, which was normal. it was satisfying to see them smile a bit as they figured something out. However this one stallion, CheckMate was his name. He attended his after school lesson. But he had a smirk, and a trick up his sleeve.

"Miss do you ever wonder... How many stallions look at you on a daily basis?" I would never expect any student to ask any question such as this one. Being the professional about this I would have to avoid it.

"No I'm a teacher why should I care how ponies see me. As long as I am their teacher and I am their student that's all that matters. Now can we get back to your rhetoric, it needs improvement."

"That's not what I mean. What I mean was...Well I can assure you there are more stallions then just Big Mac that love your body." This had gone down a bad turn. I'll admit my sex life with Big Mac overwhelms even me but I do keep my matters away from everyone, and only focus on making sure my students know their course materials. Clearly this student is just getting under my skin.

"What are you getting at, you shouldn't be meddling with my personal matters." I continued hoping he was just joking. A very horrible and crude joke...

"Only when those personal matters break the code of conduct you obligated yourself to the point. You don't think those nudes you've sent to him only stay on his phone. No he's sent them to all of his buddies, which then spread like wildfire until it lands on a pornsite under the Teacher section. Now you can either lose your job or lose your dignity. Which shall it be?"

"What do you mean lose my dignity." Now I was getting worried. I kept thinking he was just joking but now he's getting serious. There was no getting around it at this point.

"What do you want CheckMate? I can assure you whatever your doing is one, illegal, two unprofessional, and three inappropriate. Now if you want to hint at blackmailing me I will turn you into the police."

"Like hell you will, you can't even get service here. move an inch toward any phone and these pictures are sent to your boss, your in check and you have only one move to get out of it." The little bastard and his chess metaphors. I can believe such throat cutting would work so long for him.

"Alright how do I get out of this so called check?" I was worried with what he might say but I really had no other choice.

"I want you to strip. head to toe none of that high heel and socks left on bullshit. Bare it all for me and don't even try driving home you wouldn't even have your keys with you since your clothes are coming with me when we're done... Well just the panties, but I am taking them with me. Now go on and dance for me, I'll make sure to get this on video so you really are left with one choice."

"And what use it as blackmail?" Now I was starting to let emotion get in the way. Now he wasn't kidding. He really wanted me to do something like this. All he needed was the right set of moves to get to here.

"Can't it would look bad on my part only good on your part since someone is forcing you to. I'd be giving you evidence if I took video of you to blackmail you with. No this will remain as a privet trophy of mine. Another victory to go with my collection. Yes I've done this to many mares in the past. Before you say anything I've only aimed for the ones above eighteen. Celestia knows what kind of hot water I'd be in if I stripped fillies am I right or am I right. But seriously bitch you have ten seconds to start stripping before I start tearing those off myself." I was trying his patience and it would be in hotter water if I did. I had to keep going toward that path.

As much as I hated it I had no real choice. He would win no matter what I do. I started with my socks and shoes. then to the jacket going one button at a time. He seemed to enjoy how slowly I was going."No need to rush miss. I don't plan on leaving until rush hour is over, which here in Manehatten won't happen till late at night. You got plenty time to strip. Afterwards we'll play a little game of hide and seek. It should be a thriller for a whore like you." I couldn't even believe it. My own student calling me a whore. I want to punch him but that only makes things worse for me... Well given the circumstances perhaps not. Whatever it was I had to continue. I removed my jacket and moved on the the tie. afterwards came the blouse. Which I did one button at a time, that slipped off along with my skirt.

I stood there In my undergarments in front of a pony who just wants another trophy to his collection. I can't imagine how sick it is to think of all the mares he stripped. I can hardly look at him, and yet all he can do is oogle at my lime green undergarments only hiding a modest and not so attractive body. I was pudgy where the belly was, my legs were just bags of fat. Hell my whole body was just a giant flesh and fat bag. But I wondered,"Does the commended deserve a final request?"

"I suppose so." he seemed to not worry about anything. Everything was working in his favor. it didn't matter to him what I would say or do he would have answer for it.

"How many mares have you done this to? I know that's a messed up question but please don't tell me you're just mad at me. How many mares have you blackmailed?" his purple eyes seem to light up, those deceiver's eyes could never light up until now. I suppose this was the only thing that made him happy.

"I'm glad you asked so kindly Miss. I've been doing this since I was around sixteen. I'm nineteen now, do one about every few weeks... I'd say around the seventies. You're gonna be the seventy seventh mare I've stripped. It's okay you're part of a collection no other pony has. You really are a one of a kind. But you're going to lose that if you don't finish stripping!" He seemed to tense up a lot. The anger in his eyes seemed to of taken over again.

"No I am not finishing this bullshit. This is wrong. I should be calling the cops on a freak like you, that would of been the most logical answer. I'm putting my clothes back on and calling the police." He smirked, it seemed his plan was starting to fall into action just as he planned it to.

"I don't think so... I made sure to cut the lines before coming here, and you know there is no phone service do you not remember. Besides I've got your phone and it's in a place you'd never look. Now either you finish stripping or I show the admins you've been taking highly inappropriate photos in the classroom. I call Check...Mate bitch." As much as I hate to say it he is right. I took only a few photos in my classroom. One while the students were in class. I know I really am a whore. And I'm being punished accordingly. But let's be honest, hormones really messes with our brains. Not just me but also him. He gets off doing this to every mare. And so what if I lose my teaching job. I'll just join the apple family farm. Anyways I reached behind my back to undo my bra, I let it fall to the ground not even bothering to cover myself. What shame was I going to hide anyways. It's not like hundreds of stallions are going to see me anyways when I leave this school.

As the final nail to the coffin I slowly removed my panties. The garment inched away from my freshly shaven groin. I had to look away as gravity did the rest allowing me to step out from one prison to an even worse fate. I picked up the panties and handed it to him. He had won anyways. No point in denying it."Fucking take it you cheating bastard." I looked down as he had taken the rest of my clothing. He looked at me like got away with something which he did.

"One more thing. Your hair pins. I can't have you picking locks to cheat in our little game." He demanded even further even though he had gotten everything he wanted from me from the start.

The stallion had thought of everything. I had removed the hair pins in my mane as well as my hair tie. as I did my mane fell into a tattered mess."Purse too." He commanded, I had no other choice. I handed him the purse as well as the pins, and hair tie.

"I'm going to hold on to the underwear as a souvenir. I'll just dispose of the rest ,whores don't need clothes do they not?" he left the room. He had left me completely naked, baring it all from head to toe, not a stitch of clothing, butt naked, nothing at all. And I was all alone, which only made me the more scared as to what might happen to her next. The only sound she could hear was the AC running. It made me burr and shiver, and harden my nipples to cut diamond. He had taken everything I owned and all just for some kicks. Now finding clothes elsewhere like the gym and theater room where useless, and I can't leave now or else traffic will surely kill me. But staying here too late will means guards will catch me and arrest me. So I need to hide. Perhaps the mare's washroom. And wait like those 24 hour overnight challenge videos I hear ponies doing these days. But finding a hiding spot is easier said than done. Some place he'd look. At the time I thought the best solution would be took hide in a maintenance area, which is where I headed.

There wasn't any point in covering myself since the school was a ghost town after school hours, not even teachers and administrators stay after this long. Looking at the clock with was already 6pm meaning even janitors had left. I was the only adult in the entire building. And I was playing a very dangerous game of cat and mouse. I just noticed how cold this building gets. I swear the AC is set to the low 50's. I haven't mentioned this but this school is huge. Canterlot high has only about four hallways , while in contrast this school has got around fourteen hallways, three stories, and maintenance tunnels honeycomb the interior of the building, which is where I am headed. I heard the board room had an entrance there. I decided to enter that way. I knew this since they made it a point of knowing where it was in the event of an emergency. they were sprinkled around the building which all lead to a bunker. The one in the boardroom was closest to me.

As I made my way around the building I got closer and closer, the good thing about this school. Is that the security here is modern. With fingerprint levels of access. The board room was one of those rooms. I made my way to the main office and entered. I found my way to the board room and headed down the shaft. I admit it was small, dark, cramped, musty, stuffy, and over all a small, and gross part of the school. Now I know why they banned the use of this these as an emergency exit. Whatever the case might be I had to hide here until I felt it would be safe. The only source of light I had was the sun cracking through the brick exterior, which wasn't that much. But It was my only way of telling time.

I recalled waiting there till the point of falling asleep, I woke up it a very sore back and neck, a spider crawling on my vagina. I screamed, slapping the thing off of me as I tried to get out of the room, scrambling to find my way where I once came. As I did I could see someone waiting for me, tapping his foot on the ground. He smiled"Say cheese" he took a picture of my bare top half, laughing and running off. I gritted my teeth in anger as the stallion laughed.

"Damn it he caught me." I sighed in defeat. Whatever the case was I had to leave the school now or else risk getting caught by the guards. Yes the school has night guards to ensure ponies don't do stuff like... Streaking for sure. So I had to take extra precaution before running out of there like an idiot who lands herself on the cover of a newspaper. There was no telling if he was still in the school, but that didn't matter, he got what he wanted from me. I ran across the school without the fear of anyone seeing me, since I was quite literally the only one in this school, and I had to get home. So yes my only option was to make a ten mile pilgrimage back home. I started by exiting via a not very used side exit through the school's kitchen. Afterwards I found myself observing my surrounding area. making sure no guards were insight. I hopped from one hiding spot to another until I found myself outside of school grounds. It's thrilling and scary. More so scary to try and hide from guards that arrest you one sight. As I continued walking I had accidentally stepped on a branch. I scurried away from the scene.

"What was the noise!?" One guard went to check out the origin of the nose. He shined his flashlight at the area.

"Dude it's nothing, I was just eating extra crunchy air chips." His partner had commented.

"No do you see that broken branch over yonder. If you look closer you'll see barefoot marks." The guard had observed.

"So what does that mean? Huh sherclop?"His partner asked half jokingly.

"That means we have a streaker running around." He picked up walkie talkie."Delta we have a code blue streaker, I repeat a code blue streaker. Who ever did it must of left the school by now." He put it down."Well tonight should be fun. How much are you willing it's a really hot mare?"

"Last time we did this it was a fat stallion strutting his stuff. I'm not taking any bets this time."

Looking at the sky I would estimate it was around midnight. I ran I made sure to keep low and now show myself. it's so strange to see the streets so dead at this time. I recall it being a bitch to get out when work was done. I had ran on the soft grass on this cold night. I was freezing and shivering but I had to persist. Getting caught was my first thing to avoid. I continued to run until I found myself on pavement. Now I had to walk quickly or else risk tripping and falling showing everyone my ass. The only one's out here around this time were hookers and druggies. They seemed too busy in their own world to even notice a rather nice naked mare running around town. Well almost everyone as there were also pimps walking around hooking up as many mares as he could. One just happened to see me. I grinned not wanting to be outside any second longer

"Oh by the heavens we got a lovely mare right here. How many bits for an hour." the ridiculous looking stallion looked me, he tapped me with his cane and lowered his shades. "I'll make it worth your while if you want"

"Look I'm not really into that stuff so if you could get out of my way that'd be great." At this point I was fed up with getting held back."So piss off and I'm on my way. No mare wants a prick like you trying to make them feel good. Hell I'd rather die than make it worth your while!"

"Oh don't let your body rot away without having some fun with it." he motioned closer to me groping my ass with his hands giving it a very harsh pimp slap. I of course retorted to punching him in the throat and running off. It's a good thing to have a reddish coat since the red outline just blends in, that doesn't stop it from stinting. It was going to take me forever to get home. I couldn't run forever and Manehatten is known for being shady, meaning I had to keep moving, and move quickly or end up getting raped. So I had to keep running. But I can't keep running. I had to cover myself although there was no point to. Luckily I found a towel, It was small only barely covering my rather small assets. Big Mac would say he enjoys the little things in life.

Whatever the case was I was ready to take on Manehatten with my newly found protection. Not that it was needed it was dead but still. It was cold as hell, and quite windy which only made the cold worse. It bit against my bare coat like a fury of piranhas eating at my coat and skin. It hurt. It hurt to even breath as the cold air made my throat sore, my legs have given out. What really makes this a pain in the ass is that I'm not even at the one mile mark, and I'm sure those guards are looking for me. The towel didn't do much for the cold. I had to keep readjusting it as it kept wanting to undo itself. While in the process of fixing it I had tripped and fell.

As I skid across the ground. I left the towel behind me, and the wind did the rest as it blew the towel away. The wind had hit the rest of my bare coat and I was back to square one. "Fuck it I know a shortcut." I did know one. only it brought me to an even shadier part of the city. Despite that, the shortcut brought the ten mile hike to a two mile walk in the park. Only there were lots of drunken ponies, and a strip club. Which again meant I had to sneak my way around the area in order to avoid being seen. The place was mainly old, rundown, musty and not safe for work.

I sneaked around hiding in the bushes I made my way across the strip club parking alley. I made it past the strip club area only to be met by a familiar face again."Cheese!" he yelled taking another photo of my bare body. This seemed to grab the attention of a few ponies as they saw me. they grabbed my arms and held me in place, one pony who I assumed was the owner of the place observed my body, giving a few gropes to the breast and rubs to the pussy. They really seemed to enjoy doing this despite working for a place that displays mares like toys.

"As much as I like your body you can't dance in our club." The two ponies let me go not before they gave me a harsh spanking to the ass as a reward for them. They threw me to the ground and I started running off again. Now i was less than a mile away and I could see my apartment complex in sight. A rush of adrenaline ran through me as I ran faster and faster until my legs could no longer keep going. However I was running so quickly toward my destination that I lost balance and tripped again. Landing spread eagle in front of the bar in which many drunken stallions where hollering over a naked mare displaying herself to them as they exited the building. At this point I got up again but it was hard to walk as my legs felt like scrambled eggs. my throat felt so sore from breathing in all that cold air and my stomach feels like it wants to reject whatever food I took in through the day. I felt dizzy, tired,pissed, and really sad. I slung over and put my hands on me knees to catch my breath. I took as many deep breaths as I could before noticing there was a late night runner running by. He stuck his hand out to smack my ass with it. The sudden jolt of pain brought me out of my trance and onward to my destination.

I walked as fast as I could toward the entrance of the building. I covered myself as best as I could hoping to draw the least attention to me as I could hope. As I entered I was greeted by the office attendant. He said hello but I didn't bother responding, of course it had to be some deity in Tartarus that was laughing at me right now. Whatever the case may be I only wanted one thing. My room key and some damn clothes."Yes I need a key for room 1021 Some late night ponies hanging out in the lounge area looked at me and snickered to themselves.

"Damn I feel like I've been here before"

"Yeah I'm getting that deja vu."

"I think the scotch is getting to you."

"Ah yes the key to room 1201. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

"Are you fucking stupid I said room 1021 not 1201. And you better stop looking or I'll make you feel sorry!"

"What are you going to do, moon me to death?"

"Don't test me you better give me my damn room key!" Now he was really starting to piss me off. It's not like there are ponies looking at me.

"Here! The key to room 1021" It was about time. I was starting to get fed up with him. I'm sure he messed up on purpose just to savor getting a view of my body.

I snatched the key out of his hand, it only gave him a brief moment of my nipples. Whatever the case it's the last thing he was going to see anyways. Not for a while at least. I ran toward the elevator, however I failed to notice the wet floor sign and fell on my back and I lost grip of my key which now vanished into the fifth dimension."Celestia damn it where's the key" Now I was on all fours looking for that key, meanwhile everyone else in the room was too happy on their phones taking video of a poor naked mare who can't catch a break. It was two in the morning and they have nothing better to do but get drunk and watch helpless mares. After giving them many flashes of my flesh I finally found the key. I headed to the nearest elevator and waited for it to come down. It seemed to be coming down from the 30th floor.

For waiting what felt like forever the door finally opened to a group of Neighponese business ponies. Their faces were shocked, frozen in place as if they had seen something only possible out of a movie. Deciding to savor the moment two big stallions came out of the elevator to hold me in an iron grip as the opened my arms to give the rest a better view of my assets. they pulled out their phones and took a flurry of pictures blinding me with the camera flashes and deafening clicks. They moved to groping me and spanking my ass loving the satisfying sound of my ass being slapped. They even went as far as to spreading the lips of my vagina. getting as many close up photos as they could. When their fun was over they pushed me to the side and continued on with their business. But to my luck the elevator had closed and ascended for another pony's use.

Cursing whatever god or goddess was behind this I waited again for another elevator to come down. After a solid ten minutes of waiting one finally came down and answered my prayer. I raced into the elevator and pressed a button for level ten. However before it closed a mare called me"Could you please keep that door open for me." She ran toward me, having somewhat of a heart left I held it open for her and her foal. The mare seemed casual about being in the same one with a naked mare. But the foal decided to press every button starting from level thirty and down. Meaning it would make mine the last to show.

"Don't mind him, he's just a kid. Besides we're naturalists so he's not ogling over you, just appreciating that another mare has gone further out of the confines of clothing." the rest of the trip was a dead silent eternity of having a lucky colt just staring at me."I guess you had a rough night. Someone said something about a streaker in town, and I was like' another streaker, how many mares have streaked here in Equestria?' am I right or am I right?"

"Yeah you're right alright, there's been like what thirty making the headlines. Can't wait to move back to Ponyville and teach foals again."

"Oh you're a teacher? So am I. Me and my son just got back from a debate competition there. What do you teach?"

"English at Nolan Celestian Private School."

"That's neat I teach at Crystal Tech, graduated from that very school too."

"Well that's nice."The elevator finally stopped on my floor."It was nice talking to you ma'am." I left the box and toward my apartment. I swear that foal will never forget that elevator ride. Sadly as one final nail the senior students who lived in my apartments were having a party, and the only way to my apartment was through them. I got my fist ready on my right hand meaning I had to sacrifice my only protection to my modesty in order to get through them. As I approached the party area one jock saw me and hollered for his buddies to come over and check me out. I being pent up and angry of being slowed down didn't even bother to stop my hike. I punched the first stallion I saw in the nose as hard as I could and ran off after kicking another one in the dick. My apartment was on the other side of this hallway.

I ran toward my apartment number, and unlocked the door. I entered the room, crashed on my bed cried for a little bit holding my sore ass, and hoped the world would end tomorrow. I cried a lot actually. I only bothered to get dressed in a T-shirt and a pair of panties. I grabbed a tub of ice cream, and just ate. It was clear that nothing else mattered. I just wanted to forget what the hell happened.

At this point nothing really mattered. That stallion got away with what he did. The next morning I had gotten a package at my doorstep. All it had in there was my purse,phone, clothing from the other day and a letter that only said.' I got all that I needed' word of the incident never got around. The school year continued as normal until the end. When the school year ended, I packed my things and left back to Ponyville to see my Stallion-Friend. And I was known as the one to take on Manehatten like that. I was in the papers all around the world, and the signature was from an oddly familiar CM.