Clowning Around With Maribelle

By PantyAnon

    For some people, there are few things that compare to a nice day at the fair. Amusement rides, games, delicious foods of all sorts, and a large variety of live entertainment were but a few options of enjoyment for anyone who entered the East Valley Fair. Live music was a popular one, as well as a few stuntmen. Side shows were also quite popular, featuring strongmen, acrobats, mascots, and of course, clowns.

    Three of them, to be exact. The small squad of clowns hired were actually a recent addition, and one that would hopefully go over well with everyone. After all, clowns were, unsurprisingly, not that popular with the public, due to misconceptions from horror movies. The leader of the team of clowns, Maribelle, wanted to help show everyone that clowns were meant to spread joy, laughter and happiness! The clown girl had her usual white face paint on, with a red nose painted on, as well as two pink hearts over her cheeks and matching lipstick. Her hair was put into pigtails, her hair dyed a bright pink with some blue highlights, matching a sort of 'cotton candy' colorization. As far as clothing went, she wore a fancy, frilly, blue button up top with short, puffy sleeves and large yellow buttons. For bottoms, she wore some over-sized, extremely short, puffy pantaloons, which were covered in red and yellow pinstripes, and held up by rainbow suspenders. From how the suspenders held up her shorts, they stuck outwards a little bit, though kept her undergarments hidden. The girl wore bright red sneakers and white stockings with multicolored polka dots, and also sported a pair of comically over-sized white gloves.

    She was paired up with two other clowns, who went by 'The Ballooni Brothers". One was more stout and short with an orange afro, and the other was slightly taller with blue teased hair. Both of them wore pinstriped suits, colored by a bright mixture of green and yellow, along with extremely large clown shoes and gloves as well. Their faces were sported with big red noses, with two blue triangles painted below their eyes and big red smiles painted on their mouths. They both carried large prop bags, which Maribelle knew contained mostly balloons.

    While the lady clown knew that balloons were the Ballooni Brothers' specialty, Maribelle's was just simply being cute and goofy, posing herself to be as friendly and nonthreatening as possible. Like a lot of her fellow clowns, they didn't like the stigma that clowns were evil or secretly serial killers. As she stood on the stage, the brothers on either side of her, she knew that she would change the minds of the people at the fair! Even if their routines were, admittedly, slightly more mature than one would expect. At this point, there was already a small crowd of curious people watching the three clowns. They didn't look too afraid, thankfully, but were still quite wary of them. Maribelle knew it was now her time to shine.

    "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!" She called out in her boisterous voice. As she waved to everyone, the two bothers wordlessly waved along with her. A few people were already a bit amused with the clown lady. Not only was she quite cute and rather curvy, but her voice was rather silly, mixing a loud joyful tone with a slight lisp. "I do hope you're in the mood to bust a gut! No frowny faces around here, just smiles and laughs!" She pointed to the two clowns at her side. "These here are the Ballooni Brothers, and I am Maribelle the Clown!" She stated proudly, straightening up with her hands on her hips in a boastful pose. "Welcome to our comedy routine!"

    As Maribelle was talking and being met with a few chuckles and light applause, the shorter orange haired clown quickly pulled two red balloons out of his pocket and blew them both up at the same time. They quickly grew quite large and round, the man soon putting them up to his chest as if they were breasts. They fit the lady clown's own bust size almost identically, and the orange haired clown soon posed and mimed along with her speech, moving himself to make his 'breasts' bounce along in a comical manner. The taller, blue haired clown held a hand up to his mouth, trying to hide his own giggle fit, but the crowd was a lot more vocal about the sight. One person even gave a playful wolf whistle.

    Maribelle quickly turned to the clown on her right, raising an eyebrow and putting on an over dramatic glare as she caught the clown mimicking her. He quickly let go of the balloons, a big cheesy smile on his face as the balloons sputtered away, making the crowd laugh a bit more. Despite knowing that this was all part of their routine, Maribelle was still not as amused to be made fun of about her own large 'balloons'. She knew better than to let it bother her, however, and continued on with a big smile of her own.

    "As you can all see, these two are the most superior when it comes to balloons! As for me..." She trailed off, snapping her fingers. Due to the large gloves, they let out a small, comical squeak, rather than an actual snapping noise. The two male clowns took the cue and quickly reached into their bags, tossing out four jugglers' balls to the girl. Without missing a beat or even blinking, Maribelle immediately got into the juggling rhythm, impressing the crowd as she easily juggled the balls. "I can handle balls like no one's business!" This warranted a few giggled from the crowd, which were scattered with the applause. After all, who wouldn't laugh at the thought of someone handling balls?

    Her short juggling routine ended with her catching three of the four balls, letting the fourth one fall to the ground, only for her to kick it back up with her foot and catch it with her mouth! At least, that's what would've happened, had she not misjudged how far she threw the fourth ball. Instead of heading towards her feet, the ball landed directly into her pantaloons, held open by her colorful suspenders. The ball made her shorts bounced a little, her suspenders making them jiggle slightly more so. Her blush was thankfully hidden by her face paint, but the crowd was still quite amused with this sight. Even the Ballooni Brothers let out small chortles of their own.

    Being the professional, however, Maribelle let out a small laugh of her own, reaching into her pants and pulling the ball out. "Well..! Not everyday I get something this big in my shorts!" She joked, making the crowd snicker a bit louder, a few whistles audible as well. The lady clown was quite excited, since the crowd before her was getting bigger with some more curious fair goers. 'So far, so good!' She thought to herself, tossing the balls behind her as she continued onto the next gag.

    "Ah well, y'know how guys are!" Maribelle giggled, the blue haired clown starting to blow up a long, blue balloon. It was soon a foot long and he held it up at his crotch, an over-the-top smug look on his face. "A lot of 'em will go on and on about how 'gifted' they are!" She rambled, sporting quite a few laughs from the women of the audience. A few guys laughed as well, but not as much. "Then, when they finally show what they got..." She pointed to the blue haired clown, who let his balloon deflate into it's pathetic, withered state, putting on a sad pouty face to match. At this, the crowd laughed even more, a few women pointing to the man they were with, poking fun at each other.

    "But that's why guys got that one 'special pill'!" She continued on. The orange haired clown hurried behind the other as Maribelle lifted up the special 'blue pill' (which in reality was just a blue M&M), and tossed it into the blue haired clown's mouth, who caught it with ease and swallowed. As his eyes bugged out, a 'boing!' sound was heard from somewhere, though none of the audience really knew where. At this point, the orange haired Ballooni was blowing up another long shaped balloon, though this time, it was much bigger than a foot, standing at around 20 inches. As it 'stiffened' upwards, a few audience members laughed and whistled again.

    "But, as we all know, it's not about the size of someone's balloon!" Maribelle stated, walking over to the blue clown and extending a gloved finger to push against the tip. "It's about how long he can last without-" In that moment, the balloon popped in her face, making her hair blow back some and making her flinch. As the crowd laughed, she shrugged and stood straight up again. "...popping!" As the orange hair clown hurried back over to the right side of Maribelle, the blue haired clown wiped his forehead with an extremely satisfied look on his face.

    Despite the fact that their humor was slightly more adult than one would've expected at a fair, the crowd was quite interested and amused. It had grown considerably, with mostly couples taking a gander at the cute lady clown and the two silly male clowns. "Of course," Maribelle spoke up, her lisping voice garnering everyone's attention once more. "Men aren't the only ones who try to impress others with their size. Quite a few women do the same thing!" At this, the men were now starting to laugh a bit more loudly than the women, though only a couple of them would look genuinely unimpressed with her jab. Most likely due to the fact that they were sporting some massive looking breasts, which were definitely fake.

    "Some girls think that they gotta have big hooters to impress a guy!" The lady clown exclaimed, squeezing her own impressive chest to accentuate the point, eliciting two small squeaks from her gloves. While many of the guys cared to disagree, they didn't say anything due to the fact that they were watching a cute girl basically fondle herself. At this point, the two brothers would sneak behind the lady, pushing two pumps into her shirt. Before the show, she had stuffed her bra with two balloons, the mouths of them pointing towards her back for easier access. Once they had succeeded in connecting their pumps, the two hurried over to their bike pumps.

    As the Balloonis started to pump air into Maribelle's hidden balloons, she kept joking around, acting as though she didn't notice her chest slowly getting bigger. "I mean, I get that we all love boobies, but sometimes it's just too much! Some ladies spend millions of dollars a year just to make 'em bigger and bigger!" She said, jumping in the air a bit to accentuate her point, making her chest jiggle and wobble. "How they don't float away into the sky is a mystery to me!" The girl joked, eliciting laughs from plenty of amused guests. "I don't know how they can stand-"

POP!

    Without warning, Maribelle's chest balloons would explode forcibly, apparently having too much air from the bike pumps. From how wide the girl's eyes were and how badly she flinched, this definitely was not scripted. She was thankfully unharmed, but there was one very noticeable side effect, one in which the crowd was quick to spot.

    Maribelle's top and bra was blown apart from the front, the force of the balloons popping flying off of her body and landing behind her. Her enormous, natural breasts spilled free, bouncing slightly. The crowd got a good view of her nipples, her boobs not managing to fit underneath her colorful suspenders. While the two Ballooni's stared with wide eyes and covered their mouths in shock, the crowd whistled and laughed at her.

    "Wow, check out those balloons!" A woman whistled.

    "I'd definitely wrap my lips around those!" Another man laughed, staring at the bare chested clown before him.

    "Gah..!" Maribelle exclaimed, quickly covering her boobs with both of her hands, the gloves squeaking out once more as she hid her chest. As the crowd laughed at her, she put on a cheesy, embarrassed smile, trying to recover from her embarrassment. "Hee hee! U-uh, gosh! Pardon me, folks! Seems that balloons are made a lot more uh, powerful these days!" She laughed bashfully, her blush thankfully hidden by her white face paint.

    "Help me out!" Maribelle whispered harshly to the two other clowns, who hurried up to her side. In an amusing bit, the blue haired Ballooni began to pull out a bunch of colored handkerchiefs out of his jacket pocket, seemingly never ending. The orange haired one helped pull them out, and soon, the two were holding about three yards worth of handkerchiefs. They quickly wrapped it around her chest after she released her bosom. They made it a bit too tight, though, the flesh of her boobs spilling over the rope of handkerchiefs, and did little to hide her embarrassment. The show must go on, though...

    While the two clowns oogled her boobs, amused with their antics, the crowd kept laughing, quite interested in seeing more of the girl's body. With an unamused smile, she turned to the orange one. "Hey, could you go get me that big hammer over there?" She asked casually. Not hearing the malice in her voice, he nodded and went over to his bag, pulling out an over sized toy hammer, handing it off to Maribelle. "Thanks!" She cooed before bonking him on the head with it. A loud 'WHAP!' was heard, along with a 'SQUEAK!', and the orange haired clown gave an over the top reaction by twirling around in place and falling backwards, acting dazed. She soon turned and gave the same treatment to the blue haired Ballooni, who reacted in a similar manner. The crowd was loving it, laughing loudly at the antics of the three.

    Unfortunately for the lady clown, in whapping the blue haired clown, he fell forwards and got his large hands caught on her clothes. First, his hand knocked away the flimsy excuse for a bra, with the handkerchiefs untying and fluttering away, letting her breasts jiggle free once more. Her embarrassment didn't stop there, however, as he also accidentally held onto her pantaloons, hoping it would slow his descent. That turned out to be true, but the suspenders snapped off of her bottoms, making them fall right to Maribelle's ankles as he did. The whole crowd gasped at the sight, leaving the poor lady clown frozen in embarrassment.

    "Oh wow," Called a female voice from the crowd.

    "Well those certainly match!" Laughed someone, everyone else starting to join in on the amusement.

    "How does she get those to fit over her fat butt?"

    Maribelle stood on stage, wearing nothing but her sneakers, her stockings, and an embarrassingly funny pair of panties. They were purple with a lace trim, and covered in pink polka dots. What really made them funny, however, was the fact that on the crotch and on the bottom of her undies was a large, smiling clown face. Because of how large her bum was, the print on the bottom was stretched out in a comical manner. The lady clown did her best to hide her breasts and her crotch. It was quite difficult, even with the over-sized gloves. Her arms could barely hide her enormous tits, and her large hand could only hide her crotch. If she turned around at all, they could all catch a nice glimpse of her fat rear.

    "H-hey s-stop lookin'!" She called out to the crowd, her voice lost among a sea of laughter. "Quit makin' fun of my underpants!" She begged, trying to back away. Since the blue haired Ballooni was still at her feet, keeping her pantaloons around her ankles, she tripped and fell over. She thankfully flipped around in time to land on her front, her gloves squeaking as she landed on them. Unfortunately for her, though, her bum was sticking up in the air, flashing the audience her clown panties some more. They were howling with laughter at this point, a few even throwing money on stage.

    "Now I'm impressed!"

    "I'd definitely pay to see more of this hottie!"

    "Maybe she'll show us more of her dumb kiddie undies!"

    "Now that's a clown I'd love to give a cream pie to!"

    At the utterance of 'cream pie', the two brothers quickly lifted their heads up, looking to each other. They also looked to their leader, who was in a daze, her bum up in the air. After looking to each other again, they shared a cheeky wink and a nod of their head. They quickly hopped up to their feet just as Maribelle regained her consciousness (though not her dignity). She stumbled to her feet, trying to reach down to pull her shorts up. "This isn't funny anymore!" The clown lisped, upset and angry as the crowd laughed at her exposure.

    What she failed to spot, however, was the two male clowns, holding up small, individual cream pies, that they were storing in their large bags. Upon seeing Maribelle's fat tush, they reared back one hand and threw one pie each at her cheeks.

    "I swear, when I get off stage, I'm- guuuh?!" She gasped out, freezing as she gripped her pantaloons, hearing two loud 'SPLUTS!' The crowd clapped and laughed as the empty pie tins fell to the ground, her butt messy and ruined with pie. As she stood back up, she glared to the two male clowns. "How dare you-"

SPLUT! SPLUT!

    She was interrupted by the two once more as they threw their second pies at her breasts, which landed perfectly on them. At this point, her white face paint could no longer hide the glowing pink of her embarrassed face as she squealed out. The crowd, naturally, was amused, and whistled and laughed at this.

    "I love clowns!"

    "Way to go, Balloonis!"

    "Show us more!"

    At this insistence, the Balloonis nodded and dug around in their bags. Maribelle was fed up, however, using both gloves to try and wipe some pie off of her bottoms. She left her boobs alone, since the pie was actually helping cover her up. "Oh no you don't! If you two don't clean up this mess, I'll flip my lid!" As pie splattered on her body and feet, the two male clowns winked and smirked to the crowd. They quickly turned to the humiliated lady clown, holding two large seltzer bottles. Her face went from embarrassed anger to humiliated desperation. "N-no please..!" She began, her statement being too late.

    The Ballooni Brothers squirted this clown as much as they could, making her squeal and squirm around. They avoided her face, so her paint remained in tact, however the water easily washed away all of the pie, exposing her boobs once again. However, the water soaked into her clown underwear. The newfound weight of the liquid made them fall to her knees. The two brothers put their hands to their mouths, with a face that said 'oopsies!'

    "Woah! Who would've guessed the carpet would've matched the curtains?" One woman giggled.

    "That's clowns for you!" Said another one, pointing to Maribelle's wet crotch.

    Sure enough, with her panties around her knees, Maribelle was frozen in place, flashing the entire crowd her pussy. There was a small tuft of pubic hair, shaved into a heart and dyed pink to match her hair. With a loud gasp, she covered her crotch with her gloves, eliciting two more squeaks.

    Wanting to help, the two brothers tossed their bottles aside and grabbed one side of her undies each. They quickly yanked them upwards, accidentally giving the clown a big wedgie. She stood on her tip toes and squealed out. "Yeeek! Q-quit tugging my undies, you buffoons!" She cried out, laughs growing in volume, if that was even possible.

    "They should rename her 'Wedgie The Clown'!" Laughed one guy.

    After a sort of 'tug-of-war' with Maribelle's underwear, the fabric couldn't hold it much longer, and ripped right down the middle. The two Balloonis fell on their backs, both holding a shred of the wet clown underwear. Loud whistles and the sounds of camera phones went off, leaving the poor clown with no dignity or clothes.

    As both of her arms quickly fell over her body in a vain effort to cover up, her lip trembled and she sniffled. Having had enough humiliation, she ran off stage, crying out. "Boo hoo hoo! This isn't what I signed up for!" She called out with her lisp, her butt jiggling as she ran. Her shoes also let out a humorous bike horn sound with each foot fall. "My boobies! My tushie! My undies! Even my pussy! They saw it all! Boo hoo hoooo!"

    The two Ballooni Brothers got up to their feet, watching the naked clown girl run off. They scratched their heads in confusion and gave each other a shrug. Before they left, though, they turned to the crowd and smiled, giving a 'ta-dah!' pose. The crowd applauded and cheered loudly, throwing money on stage and asking for all three to do more shows.