'Please..please..quiet. Quiet please.' Zoe's voice echoed around the interior of the castle, the reverberations drowned out by the unearthly wailing and eerie howling that she had utterly failed to silence. For anyone it would have been a vain attempt to control the denizens of the twisted stronghold through voice alone but that hadn't stopped her trying that vain attempt.

A vain attempt that prompted the tigress to cross her arms over her matronly yet still fulsome curves, the feline milfy hostess' face now an expression of almost motherly indulgence. Approaching mid-forties Zoe couldn't quite bring herself to agree with those who described her as somewhat of a milf despite the warm glow those words often produced. While not a twenty something bombshell or teenage heartthrob, Zoe still was known to be the receptive groom of certain teenage and adolescent affections, her posters gracing the walls and private picture collections of schoolboys up and down the country. While only having come to fame more recently thanks to a recent movie franchise that had broken her out of the sidelines of acting, Zoe was now less convinced than she was that her best days were behind her; the once shy feline now gracing the somewhat racy pages of PlayBun magazine and loving every minute of it. Of course, she still had a taste for the more laid back side of tv; with a certain dream of hers to host the game shows she had adored during her youth. A dream she was living now.

Zoe slipped out of her thoughts to clap her hands sharply, a loud resounding boom of a Cannon immediately doing what she could not as silence now reined apart from the howling of the wind. 'There. I do wish my Queen would get rid of those Ghouls and Banshees and Hobgoblins. But no..she thinks it adds to the atmosphere.' Zoe suppressed a giggle at that. It was kinda cheesy as a line. Then again, the whole thing was cheesy. Hostess for a Grand Palace ruled by a Evil Wizard right out of a Saturday morning cartoon who delighted in challenging those he dragged to his castle to fiendish games and puzzles. Definitely cheesy but a lot of fun too. And she looked the part too, elegantly if extravagantly costumed in a flowing dress right out of a Victorian drama; all dark blue silk with pure white ruffs around the cuffs and hem.

'Thank you.' Zoe continued as her dramatic gesture did its work. Last week when we left Jacob and his team, they had done very well. After all, last weeks team got gunged pretty much the second they entered the Throne Room. I guess chess just wasn't their game.'

Zoe allowed herself an exaggerated chuckle at that, remembering the shrieks and squeals of the koala, jackle and Hamster as each loss of a piece drenched them in more and more Gunge. While things had slightly improved afterwards, it wasn't the last gunging they took. Not by a long shot.

'So far, they have aced all the games they've played without coming close to even a drop of Gunge. But will that luck last here as they enter..The Dungeon? Let's go and find out shall we?'


With eager relish Zoe sauntered over to where the young ferret she had just addressed stood looking understandably nervous before the rest of his team who also understandably didn't exactly look relaxed either. Something that no doubt had about as much to do with the intimidating surround of heavy stone walls and floors; dry and cool beneath the four players bare feet. It wasn't just the close walls that were intimidating, nor was it was the shapes and structures that all seemed appropriate in this medieval setting; from the hanging cages and dangling manacles and something that was unmistakably a rack that left no doubt as the the purpose of this room. No, it was more the strange contraptions that dominated the centre of the room. Three of them, each built around a solid metal post with four hinged plates of metal on the floor around them. The plates themselves were elegantly formed into a shape reminiscent of the petals of a flower; as well as lined with some kind of solid foam, foam marked with what could only be the indented imprint of a anthro figure, the details of species indecipherable. Sure evidence that someone was meant to go inside it. Three someone's perhaps. 'It seems our guests have noticed The Flowers of Foam. They are one of my Queens more..devious contraptions. Usually reserved for my lady's..favoured victims, you should be honoured to have the chance to try them out. They are devilishly simple. The victim is strapped to the pole and then the four plates will rise up until they are set snuggly in their foamy prison that creates an inescapable chamber.'

There was no avoiding the nervous looks the three bunnies shared, two of their number worried that foam didn't just relate to the padding that would surround them while the third was sure of it. It was that nervousness that had their eyes flicking from the contraptions then back to each other rapidly. While the trio might have been the same species, that was where the similarities ended. The tallest and eldest of the group was Barbara, a Sandy furred rabbit with her cute floppy ears and bright blue eyes that matched her bright personality and her shimmering golden hair that hung long and lustrously down her back and settled around her shoulders with the same shimmer. Normally outgoing and unreserved, she had graced the episode with a slight shy grin on her face; never really having gotten comfortable with the black crop top and short shorts they had all been provided with, the almost ridiculously high cut item custom made with a hole to accommodate the fluffiest of tails. Next was Maddie, her black fur and short hair which flowed in delicate partial curls around her ears and neck matching perfectly with her clothing except for the white splotches on her ears and stomach; an adorable trait she had picked up from her mother along with her extra fluffy tail. Her eyes were a subtle shade of brown, always moving keenly around her. A trait shared by her feet. Naturally a fidget and a fusspot in a lot of ways, Maddie had energy to burn much to the annoyance of her friends on occasion. She was really going to hate this game Zoe reflected with a grin. Lastly was Kari; her fur a rich chest-nutty brown that contrasted with her chocolate shaded hair pulled back in a neat braid that sat draped over her left shoulder and with her delicately pink nose that twitched ever so adorably when she was nervous. Not shy in the slightest, she stood almost proudly in the unintentionally tight clothing that hugged her chest and hips. While all three of the rabbit girls were curvy in Figure to varying degrees, Kari was the one that took the crown of most curvaceous. And most nervous. She had been from the get go. Out of all of the three girls, Kari was the only one lacking any experience with anything like this. For her part Barbara had been the recipient of the most viewed and re-viewed gunging of the Red Lounge ever, her looks famously having swayed the audience vote despite her rival actually deserving the gunging more. While Maddie was still somewhat famous as the most successful team captain from Splatterhouse. And the most gunged. Two things that went hand in hand with her lingering celebrity status. Yet Kari had none if that pedigree or experience, never so much as even had a custard pie or wet sponge thrown at her. So she was understandably the most obviously concerned as she eyed the strange contraption again, her nose twitching with furious cuteness as she tried not to imagine what it might do to her.

Privately, Zoe could sympathise with her feelings. After all, she had seen it used, the effect something she would never forget. All that..stuff..going everywhere. It made her shudder but she kept down on that.


'Sooo...Jacob...You didn't do very well last round. You couldn't quite get you or your teammates away from the guards so they have been dragged down here to the Dungeon.' Jacob nodded, Zoe having highlighted the reason for his nerves. He couldn't help being rattled by the intimidating surroundings he found himself in.

'But all is not lost. For my Good Queen has still seen fit to send some rewards down to her dungeons for you. Rewards you may claim should you do well enough.' This was one of the many twists on the shows main gimmick; the final game played for the various prizes on offer this week. A game that differed depending which room the teams ended up in, no two teams ever having taking the same exact path through the castle. 'So..let's find out what prizes you will be playing for. In each of those three chests awaits one of three amazing prizes. To get each prize, all you have to do is find the key to unlock the chest. But there is a catch. Each chest as you see is connected to those weighted chains. Which themselves are connected to a mechanism that controls one of the three devices your team will soon be strapped into. Opening the chest will release the mechanism so I'm afraid you can't win without getting them hideously messy.'

Perfectly in time with this cue, the three ladies stepped up into the machines; sharing a nervously excited giggle as they all placed their hands under the looped bands attached to the posts which swung shut to lock them firmly above their heads. All three of them had been certain as soon as they walked in here they wouldn't be getting away clean. But of the three only Maddie had any inkling about the machine's true design and purpose; she alone having checked out a few clips online and stumbled across one of it in action; the memory of the sight of the cute vixen as she was released from it already having squirming at the thought ending up in her place. Barbara and Kari had no such experience to call upon, both of them sharing the same slight nervous curiosity of being trapped inside it and at its mercy.

'So..long story short. You need to find the three keys hidden around you. You have five minutes. Ready? No. Oh well. Go.'


Fully aware of his precious time and not willing to waste a moment of it, Jacob cast around for somewhere to start; his eyes quickly falling on the desk in the corner. Overlooking the obvious question about why such an item would be here in a dungeon, Jacob quickly began pulling out and rummaging through the various collection of drawers that dominated the front. While the desk was full of standard items like quills and paper and ink, he also came across one much larger drawer full of manacles and chains and cuffs along with a small scroll once sealed with a sigil of the moon with the words 'beloved Cobalt' visible at the top. Which was all rather useless, disturbing or intriguing but really no help for Jacob.

'Maybe you need to get to the bare bones of this game.' Zoe called out from where she had taken a seat against the far wall, the sturdy wooden chair she had found tipped back in a casual angle as she rested against the wall with one leg crossed over the other.

Despite his hurry, Jacob couldn't miss the pointed inflection in those words. Seizing that, he cast around for something that might connect to that clue, his eyes falling on the skeleton resting in one of the hanging cages around the room.

Zoe for her part allowed herself a smile as Jacob dashed towards it, ignoring the glares the three rabbits shot her way; none of them impressed with the help she had offered since it had pretty much set one of them up to get messy.

Barbara's glare was perhaps the most intense. After all, the odds were good that she would be the first to experience the evil machine to which she was strapped, her heart pounding as she tried not to think about what it would do to her. While she knew there was only a one in three chance of it being her, she couldn't shake the fear that she would be the first.

While she fretted Jacob had made good on Zoe's advice, suppressing a shudder as he began to search the unnecessarily realistic skeleton, thankfully finding the key very quickly hanging from its finger. With it clutched tightly in his paw, he raced towards the first chest.

All the girls watched him intently, but none more so than Barbara, the Sandy furred rabbit convinced she was now heading for a very messy experience indeed that she was in no way prepared for. With breath catching in her throat, she trembled as Jacob released and opened the first padlock, sliding it clear from the latch to let the chain it had held rattle clear. That smooth rattle was replaced by the harsher clanking and grinding of machinery, Barbara unable to take it any more as her eyes screwed shut in acceptance of her fate.

Only to fly open again as Maddie's shriek cut over the grinding machinery. The black and white Bunny stood tensed up with her paws clenched and straining against the cuffs, her mouth open in a shriek of nervous shock as her chamber slowly cranked to life. After all, she knew exactly what was going to happen to her, that knowledge fuelling her nervous tension. She squirmed as the four foam lined petals rose closer and closer to her trapped frame. The last anyone saw or heard of Maddie was one last excitedly nervous squeak filling the air before the chamber closed fully and she was trapped inside with the foam snuggly contoured around her from the neck down. Unsure if she should be relieved or not and settling for a slow chuckle Barbara watched in fascinated and giggly relief mixed with anticipation as she waited to see what it would do to her.

For his part Jacob watched open mouthed as Maddie vanished inside her impromptu prison, having also been sure Barbara would be the first victim claimed. His shock didn't stop him grinning shyly as his mind filled with images of what she might look like when it opened, picturing the trapped bunny pressed against the soft pads that even now, he was sure, were squeezing foam all over her helpless form. For surely that was the purpose of the pipes the petals that closed with a clack had revealed, the thick tubes that ran up to each petal from the base designed to deliver something icky into the sealed chamber.

Silence followed for a good thirty seconds before it was broken and the pod opened with the same clanking that had drawn it closed, the petals dropping down to reveal the figure of an obviously relieved Maddie who despite a few extra white splodges on her torso and arms seemed almost none the worse for wear.

Jacob wasn't the only one who was disappointed. Rather than the liberally cream slathered bunny she had hoped to see, Zoe was presented with a vision of Maddie only dappled with the fluffy cream that should have coated her from head to toe.

'Well..you seem to get off lightly there.' Zoe quipped as Maddie stuck her tongue out at her in playfully relieved teasing. Barbara wasn't so relieved, sure that she wouldn't get off so lightly when her turn came. 'Don't stand about Jacob. You still need to 'Rack' up some more wins here.'

This time it was Kari who scowled most fiercely at Zoe, now sure the tigress was working to ensure they didn't get away clean. Of course, there was no guarantee it would be her next but she couldn't avoid the realisation her chances were now 50/50.

A realisation that had also dawned on the trio of bunnies, only one of whom was actually enjoying the idea. Now that she was safe, Maddie was quite looking forward to seeing Barbara go into the chamber since she honestly felt it should have been her the first time, knowing that she could enjoy her turn without worry.

While Maddie was relaxed, Barbara was only growing more concerned as far faster than she would have liked Jacob found the second key hanging on one of the wheels on the rack, her heart pounding as he dashed to the next chest in line very eagerly. Despite the shaking of his paw, he still slipped the key in and turned it to hastily pull away the padlock holding the chain that was the only thing holding the chamber closing mechanism back. With a cheeky grin at Barbara he popped it clear and stepped back.

For her part, Barbara clung to the hope that Kari would get it here and not her. Clung to it right up to the moment the petals around her rose with ominous intent, steadily drawn up around and towards the helpless Bunny as she screwed her eyes shut.

'Have fun.' Maddie called out, those words just having reached her trembling ears before the chamber sealed. Maddie knew what she was feeling with a gleeful grin; the soft yielding foam pressed against her legs and arms, chest and back, stopping just below her neck. She could only imagine her struggles as she waited for the foam she had to know was coming to fill the chamber. She tried to imagined what she felt ten times greater...twenty..one hundred....she giggled gleefully and hoped so. She imagined she was shrieking inside and struggling as she felt the first squeeze of it, the foam going everywhere.

None of which stopped her gasp as the shuddering continued and foam began to pour out of the bottom through the cunningly hidden vents placed there. She watched horrified and laughing as she realised just how much worse it could have been. Poor Barbara was going to be unrecognisable, little more than a mound of quivering white foam. The foam was pilling up around the base, rising to a good two feet. Then three. She giggled again as she imagined her struggling inside, feeling the foam going everywhere, massing around her, pressing against and matting through her fur like a heavy shampoo.

While Maddie was enjoying the imagined experience she hoped Barbara was going through; Kari was caught in a state of shock. They couldn't do that to her..could they? Try as she might she couldn't stop her mind asking one question. And what made it worse was the answer that yes, they could. And yet..part of her couldn't help being curious; one rebellious part of her mind wondering exactly how it might feel.

Jacob too was entranced by the events unfolding before him, the somewhat disappointing result of Maddie's foaming leaving him even more eager to see what happened here; that excited rush bringing with it a slight squirm of guilt as he realised that he had done this too her. Of course that thought thrilled him even more, bringing a secret flush of heat to his body he hoped no one had noticed.

Both Jacob and Kari were brought out of their thoughts as Maddie whooped and cheered in place of the applause she would have done if her hands hadn't been bound, clearly keen to see the end result as the chamber cracked open slowly. Almost as if teasing, the petals eased down to reveal little more than a mound of foam where the bound Barbara had stood; her fur and clothes alike lost under the mountains of creamy white muck. While the body fitting foam hadn't risen to cover her face, enough of the forced in cream had surged up to coat her face anyway. So much so that everything from her neck to the base and tip of her ears was lost like she had been buried in a huge cream pie.

'Hah..never looked better.' Maddie giggled softly, taking great delight in the way Barbara tried and failed to shake the massed foam off her head before giving up and settling for blinking until her eyes were clear.

'Let's hope you look as good.' Barbara shot back with a grin the foam couldn't conceal.

'What..no..wait..not again.' Maddie shrieked as she was hit with the dual realisation that not only had the clanking mechanism not stopped but that the petals below were rising up around her again.

'Sorry Maddie.' Zoe chuckled. 'But your chamber didn't work the first time so it's only fair we give you the full experience.'

'No..please..wait..don..' Maddie shrieked suddenly, the relaxed comfort she had taken from knowing she was safe was shattered in in an instant. Her complaints and shrieks did no good as the closing petals cut off her protests as she was again trapped inside. For a long second the whole thing was still and Barbara began to fear again she had been reprieved before the whole chamber rocked and shuddered as an audible hiss filled the air. Barbara shuddered as she knew exactly what was happening here, knowing that Maddie is at this moment surrounded by gallons of creamy foam pressing into her from all sides; the huge sponge pads delivering their sticky mass all up and down and around her trapped frame. That more and more is being squeezed over her breasts, against her stomach and between her legs. Around her legs too. And feet. Her arms and hands not being spared the same sticky touch that surrounds her. With even more pressed against her frantically bobbing tail that should already be buried in the cream. She knows the rising rushing roar she hears as her ears and face succumb to the mass that already pouring out of the bottom as more and more is forced in to take its place.

And there is so much pour pouring out, the pile already three feet high with no signs of stopping, like they were annoyed she got away clean the first time and wanted to really, really make sure they got her this time. It really made her think how much foam they had waiting for them. This time it was Barbara who chuckled as she imagined Maddie squirming and struggling as she had, moving against the wicked sensation of the foam flowing around her clenched toes and helplessly flexing fingers as she shifted in her soft prison, knowing her clothes will do nothing to protect her from feeling the heavy mass from oozing and squishing around her.

Jacob too was staring fixated on the chamber, all feelings of shock washed away as he waited with full anticipation to see it open again. After all, this one wasn't really his fault and even if it was, it did go a long way to banish his disappointment at not seeing Maddie properly foamed the first time. His heart began to pound as the rushing and the shaking stopped as the last excess foam poured out to join the five foot deep pile that crested the bottom of the chamber. Before it had even stopped the petals cracked open and Kari let out a horrified shriek that mixed with Barbara's gleeful laughter. Maddie was drenched from head to toe in mound after mound of foam that left her looking like some Deformed marshmallow bunny; only the vaguest outline telling where one part of her ended and another began. Where as she had just been able to pick out the barest outline of Barbara's ears, hers were lost in a testament to exactly how much foam had been forced into her chamber.


'Hey..quit staring.' Zoe called out. 'You still need one key and you barely have a 30 seconds left.'

Kari's heart leapt as Jacob dashed back to his search. Surely even if he found one, 30 seconds wasn't enough time to open the chest. Thankfully Kari was proved right. Part of her still feared that Jacob might find one but luckily he wasted so much time checking the suits of armour by the door they had entered from that before he could even think about looking elsewhere Zoe called time with a roaring shout of that word.

'Jacob...come over here. Come on.' Zoe ushered him to her side. 'You did very well there. Maybe Maddie and Barbara might not think so bit you still opened two chests. So..let's see what you have won. You missed out on the last chest so you didn't win our grand prize but you will take home a top of the line games console with your choice five best seller games, a lifetime subscription to that consoles online subscription package and a choice of two extreme or not so extreme experience vouchers for you and three friends. How does that sound?'

'Amazing.' Jacob said with a slight grin.

'And have you enjoyed your time in the Chaos Castle?' Zoe asked, that question filled with secret intent more than just playing her role as host.

'Oh..yes.' Jacob nodded slowly.

'Good. But it does seem a shame to let you go away without getting the full package. After all, we have one girl here who has never been gunged. I don't think she should get away without that experience. Do you?' Zoe asked with a gleefully wicked grin.

Yes..yes I do. Kari muttered in her head. But that fervent wish and silent protestation did no good as Jacob was lead over to a heavy chain hanging from the ceiling where Zoe had sat waiting. Of course, Kari could have protested out loud. And yet, nervous as she was, part of her was curious too. Could she really live with herself if she didn't go through with this as the others had, live with the curiosity of wondering what it might feel like. If she missed this, she might never get it again.

'Go on Jacob. Let's see if this one works. Pull that chain.'

Kari squeaked despite herself as Jacob tugged with all this might on the heavy linked rings of metal, the rattling mechanism rolling to life. Like a rabbit in headlights she froze, waiting with pounding heart for the chamber to rise and her fate to be sealed. She had kind of resigned herself to getting formed, almost eagerly accepting it. So you could imagine the shocked scream the trapped bunny released as the floor beneath her dropped away in two halves to reveal a wide pit full to the brim with something dark, black and oh so sticky.

'No..that's not fair..wait..I didn't agree to this...no.' Kari half shrieked, half giggled as with a lurch the pole began to lower, pulling her down towards the tar like muck. Futile as it might have been, Kari stretched up onto her toes in an instinctive reaction to try to avoid the approaching goo as long as possible. It was futile though, the Gunge sucking at the pole, cresting the petals to lap at her feet.

Kari shuddered and wiggled her toes in soft squirms as her calves and thighs slipped beneath the muck that was even thicker then it looked. Lower and lower she was plunged, her inner thighs, hips, tail and navel now surrounded by the goo seeping through her shorts and lapping at the base of her breasts. Her shirt did nothing to hold it back, the sodden material no help as the tar like goo seeped in and around her submerged breasts, sticking and sliding through her fur. Now up to her next in the thick ooze, Kari dared to hope it was over; that wish leaving her utterly unprepared for the heavy splash like cloying tar. She dipped her head but more streamed down her neck, pooling around her submerged shoulders.

That wouldn't have been so bad had Kari not been raised back up into the continuing pour, her whole body exposed to the sticky deluge that made two rivers that ran over her breasts before continuing down her front. She was already a blackened mess but the Gunge kept pouring almost adding insult to injury, the stream only stopping when she was locked back into place where she started.

'Bet she wasn't expecting that.' Zoe chuckled. 'Pull that chain again Jacob.'

Again Kari tensed despite not seeing Jacob reach for and yank the heavy links again, not daring to open her eyes as she feared another dunking. It was only when she didn't move an inch that she dared open them, her eyes drawn in giggling horror towards the petals rising towards her; the heavy metal and thick foam pads alike dripping with more of the black goo. Helplessly Kari felt the sponge lining mould to her body, squishing more of the black gunk around her and against her. Trapped and helpless Kari released another nervous giggle as she squirmed, that soft noise becoming a shriek as her feet were wrapped in something sticky.

She hadn't realised it would start from her feet and work up, the pressure forcing the foam to fill the sponges from the bottom. If gushed out over her feet, up her thighs and over her knees. Wrapped around her calves and then her hips and tail. She squirmed, at the mercy of this soft icky torture device. Her stomach was next then up her breasts, the pressure of the forced foam now spread all over her body. She squeezed her eyes shut as it rose to cover her face. It wasn't as bad as she thought and she found herself relaxing in a way, though still she struggled at the bizarre sensation of the soft yet solid white goo smushed against her Gunge matted fur. And pressed between her legs. She couldn't avoid that feeling, a undeniable shiver of mixed disgust and pleasure rippled down her neck. She had no way to describe it. She shivered as she felt more and more and so much more being squeezed around her no matter how she struggled, fresh cream piling up on that already layered against her curvy frame. Her tail wiggled as she shifted her hips, her squirms growing more urgent as the pressure of the foam increased. She felt, with a thrill of excited horror, the chamber press tighter around her; almost as if it was preparing to pump even more pressure of foam in here with her. This was something she had missed watching from the outside. She braced herself as best she could but it just kept coming and coming and coming, the resulting overflow no doubt streaming into the black bit below with such abandon that surely spoke volumes as to how much they had left. And yet it just kept pressing and squashing against her.


She had known, or guessed anyway in her mind already overwhelmed by imagined sensations, that it would be unlike anything she had felt. But she hadn't dared fear it would feel like this, at the same time sticky and wet and slimy yet with a satisfying silliness that had her swinging wildly from disgust to almost morbid enjoyment of this bizarre punishment. What overwhelmed her more was that Jacob was no doubt enjoy this, eagerly awaiting the reveal of her utterly foamed body. And what a sight he would see. Already Kari was mounded in it a hundred times over maybe but it didn't stop. As much as was pouring out beneath her was instantly forced back in again by the sticky porous sponges squashed against her constrained frame. The sheer volume was It was almost cruelly unnecessary since the chamber never seemed to drain enough to leave Kari not surrounded by the creamy foam, more and more fresh sticky creamy muck pressed against her body that was surely as white as it had once been black. She could feel it slipping down by the pressure that squeezed more around her, no doubt adding to the gallons of foam already slathered over her trapped body. She was literally surrounded by flowing gallons of it, that every movement highlighted. Every flick of her ears, twitch of her tail, curl of her toes or flex of her fingers. To say nothing of the rock and twist of her hips that seemed the counterpoint of her reaction to the sticky foam that rubbed and pressed against her. She couldn't seem to get used to the sensation, her shock not abating and keeping every feeling fresh. She lost track of time, feeling nothing but the rushing foam and hearing nothing but the roaring in her ears.

It was a relief as she was released, even as she now truly felt the volume of the foam clinging to her, no doubt looking as foamed as Maddie had been after her second foaming. If not worse. All her chestnut fur once so well groomed as matted utterly. She could feel it clinging to her ears and hair and fur alike. It was utterly humiliating and yet the tingle in her body hasn't gone away. She was very glad that the foam hid her body and her perked up nipples that she tried to convince herself came from the pressure against her body alone.

'Doesn't she look amazing.' Zoe said as she glanced at the obviously blushing Jacob who hadn't taken his eyes off Kari beneath her foamy mounded cover. 'I think she really needs a bath. Do it Jacob.'

'Noooo.' Kari managed to scream before the third pull of the lever both unlocked her manacles and tipped the petals straight down to send the foam mounded Bunny plunging into the now grey morass below. The splash was amazing as Kari plunged feet first to vanish utterly beneath the surface only to rise this time drenched head to toe in greyish Gunge that dripped from all of her. Before a fresh torrent of the sticky black Gunge washed over her head and shoulders and cascaded down the rest of her body.

'Never let anyone say we do things by half measures.' Zoe cackled as Kari struggled to the edge of the pit. 'That's why we are called Chaos Castle. See you next week for more chaos.'

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