Let's say the Flower Trio and (this is probably because of local weather this week) rain storm.

The rain purrs as it pounds against a glass pane, sending small shudders through the frame and into the walls of Canterlot High School. Classes have ended for the day and, due to the inclement weather, outdoor activities have been cancelled. Students had scattered, deploying umbrellas, jackets, or rushing headlong through the rain, leaving behind a scant few of their peers, as well as the staff.

Among those few is a threesome of young women, wrapped up tight in clothing that is only be a strip removed from being a joke. They stand in the broad, window-filled atrium of the building, watching with blank stares as the rain comes down.

"It's pretty bad," the redheaded among the three speaks up, one finger tracing the top of her fishnet stockings, a heaping helping of thigh visible between it and the elastic miniskirt riding high on her thighs.

"For sure," the green-headed girl beside her mutters in her entranced state, her mouth held open in a slight 'o' as she stares out the window. An anxious side-to-side bouncing sends the meaty shelf of her ass wobbling, the microskirt doing nothing to hide the perpetual motion.

"Rosie, Daisy, I don't suppose either of you brought an umbrella in your purse?" the blonde-haired girl asks and is only met with a pair of dull head shakes, not that she would notice either, entranced by the rain as she is. Still, she stomps her heeled food, sending a suggestive jiggle up her body, sending her breasts wobbling in the tight confines of her top.

"What are we going to do, Lily?" Daisy asks, tucking her green hair behind her ear. "I've got plans today."

Rose nods in agreement. "My Mom is already losing her mind, and it's not like I can tell her I'm just pretending to be a bimbo. And she even told me to bring an umbrella today," with a small curse, the redhead brings a thumb to her plump lower lip. "God I don't want to give her another reason to call me a ditzy airhead..."

"Ugh, I know," Lily moans, "I have a hair appointment, you know, to keep up appearances." Her friends nod, well aware of the risks of stepping out of line. If anyone found out that they weren't bimbos and just pretending, they might actually get turned into bimbos for real! The trio give a collective shudder as the thought passes through their minds. "And we're totally being bimbos, so we can't, like, go out in the rain."

"Yeah, that would mess up our hair, makeup, clothes, everything. We'd look like a total mess," Rose concurs.

"For sure," Daisy adds, "and I don't want to look like a mess on my date with Teddy."

The pair of red and blonde heads bobble in time. The rain intensifies into a steady purr of pleasure, accompanied by a distant growl of thunder as lightning shimmers in the distance. Then, as one, her friends snap their heads in her direction and shout, "No way!"

"Daisy, oh my gawd," the redhead squeals, being the first to recover and grab her friend's hands. "The quarterback? Since when?"

"Today," the giggly green-haired girl smiles, twirling her hair around her finger as her eyes glaze over in thought. "He came up to me after lunch and we just, clicked. We're supposed to meet at the diner half an hour from now, but..."

"Oh, what are you three still doing here?"

The throaty female voice behind them sends a shiver down the trio's spine. A prominent tick-tack of heels is joined by a slickly smick-smacking of lips, mouth and tongue working in time. The girls recognize the approaching woman without a need to look. But they still turn anyway, putting on their biggest, fakest, and not at all most anxious smiles.

As the sky opens up with another yowl of thunder and lightning, the short school secretary watches them with a predatory smirk, her hair piled high and her mouth working an oversized wad of gum. In the brief burst of brilliance, Lily grimaces noting that the bottom-heavy brunette has shown up without either skirt or panties. Again.

"Miss Raven," Lily recovers in an instant, playing the part of a space case while her lower lip. "We, uh, got caught without an umbrella and then the rain started coming down."

"Not one between all three of you?" the school secretary looks between them, pursing her plump, white-colored lips. "Then I suppose you're stuck waiting here until it lets up."

"Well, we all have places we need to be," Rose says, trying to keep her vision above the waist to avoid staring at the brunette's bodacious backside as she bobs her head. Daisy may have had the biggest butt out of the three of them, but Miss Raven is on a different level! Broad and meaty, wide well beyond her shoulders; the kind of back end that sways from side to side and makes a set of broad hips even wider... wait, when did se start gawking!?

Noting the gap in the conversation, Raven twists her hips a little and offers a knowing smile at Rosie's glazed over expression. "Well, we all have our little air-headed moments. There is no reason to be ashamed."

"For sure," Daisy chimes in as her redhead friend goes into a derriere daze, Raven's ridiculous rump having killed another conversation. Swallowing the slightest bit of envy she has towards the older woman's outstanding butt, she explains the issue. "But you see, I have a date..."

Raven claps her hands, snapping Rose out of her tushy trance and sending her wobbling from side to side. "Oh that's wonderful! I can see why you would want to avoid going out in this mess." As Lily checks on her unsteady friend, Raven flashes a smirk up at Daisy. "If that's the case, I could certainly drive you."

Daisy's eyes widen and she jumps to agree, before Lily cuts in. "All three of us?"

"I think I can manage that," the secretary nods. A devious smile pulls at her oversized lips. "I could even get you warmed up for your date."

None of the girls miss how Raven parts her lips, sliding her tongue over the plump flesh, and then working it up and down and side to side in a slow, sensuous, and altogether sexual manner, dancing alongside an already enormous wad of gum in the woman's mouth. Their bellies tighten up and they exchange a practiced side eye.

"Well, we don't want to trouble you with driving us across town," Lily begins.

"And my mom would flip if she saw someone she didn't know dropping me off at home," Rose concurs.

"For sure," Daisy nods, adding her own wisdom into the mix.

Raven stops making the borderline sexual squelches with her tongue, patting a long nail against her lower lip. "Hm, well I don't mind driving, or talking to your mother..."

"An umbrella," Rose cuts in, accompanied by the nods of her friends. "If we could borrow an umbrella from the lost and found, that would be enough to get us where we need to go."

"That's not what the lost and found is for, girls," the brunette sighs, closing her eyes. "Still, since this is a special case I think we can make an exception as long as you agree to bring it back tomorrow."

The trio nod and, a few moments later the bottom-heavy woman provides them a wide, pink umbrella.

"Remember," Raven smirks, a teasing tone entering into her voice, "bring that back tomorrow. Otherwise I might need to reprimand you."

The girls nod and say their goodbyes, hustling out of the atrium. The umbrella opens in a flash, the trio huddling underneath as they move away from the school as quickly as they can manage.

"Well we dodged a bullet there," Rosie giggles, leaning against Daisy. "I thought she was going to figure out that we were just pretending for sure."

"If she was going to pick anyone, it would have been you. What were you thinking, gawking at her butt like that?" Lily pouts, pulling herself closer to the green-haired girl between them. "Daisy, give me a little more coverage over here."

"What? No then my clothes will get wet! What will my Mom say?" Rosie bumps her butt against Daisy's fabulous fanny. "I don't want her calling me a stupid slut again!"

"But my hair!" Lily whines. "Ugh, who knew faking being a bimbo would be so hard?"

"For sure," Daisy giggles, enjoying the pleasant sensation of her friends' bodies pressed close to hers under the scant expanse of the umbrella. Rosie's sizable breasts and Lily's extra large bust squish and squirm against her own supple tits, while her own butt projects out, forcing the two girls to walk a little wider to compensate. No one would think for a minute that the three of them were anything but perfect models of bimbos.

Chancing a look over her shoulder, Dasiy spots Miss Raven standing at the door, watching them go; her eyes are sharp and, when she spots the greenette looking, the secretary snakes her tongue out again. The slippery instrument falls just past her chin before it begins undulating again. Daisy shivers, in part from the rain, and in part from the thought that Raven might be onto them.

Starting tomorrow, they would need to be even bigger bimbos. Just keep faking it until the whole situation is resolved like always.

Getting caught would be unacceptable after all...