Oh my oh my what a lovely weekend it was, this one! I was attending a kink event called Debauchery.

The con started off on Friday afternoon with a chance to help Shokolada get zipped into a cute pink PVC maid's dress, and admire him from the back row of a hotel classroom, enjoying ogling the dress, petticoat, stockings, and mary janes as he gave a presentation on proud crossdressing. After taking my earliest opportunity to run my hands over the pretty and smooth plastic, another crossdresser cornered us to show off a number of adorable outfits, one or two of which I got to see on her later on. She was beautiful!

The next morning, we arrived down in another classroom to set up for a demonstration and talk on messy dessert play. During that half hour, I separated a half sheet cake into two halves, as well as directed volunteers on mixing up 2 buckets of cake batter and opening 4 large cans of pudding, and filling 15 pie tins with whipped topping.

The last chore was to prepare my costume, so I stripped off my skirt and Mess t-shirt and stepped into a trash bag pre-cut into a romper style, with leg and arm holes and the drawstrings pulled to make a neckline. My fellow demo bottom and best friend R put on her outfit as well, a trash bag panty and dress.

As the classroom filled up, including many local friends as well as my wife in her official capacity of staff photographer for the event, I began to get a bit nervous and anxious - I've demo bottomed for Shokolada before, but this was a larger crowd than I'd been used to!

During the presentation, folks seemed to be receiving the information well, and several attendees piped in with relevant questions or stories. I sat on the floor next to R, drinking a bottle of water and trying to stay calm and pay attention to the class. Finally, it was time for the messy part !

A chair had been prepared in the center of the tarped zone, and half of the cake set on it. I was instructed to "Show R to her seat", so I did so happily, seating her directly onto the cake and enjoying the audience's laughter and her face as the cake and icing smooshed out from under her rear. Half the class is now just a blur of happy memories, but among other things, R and I gave each other pie sandwiches, pies to the face, a can of pudding down her front and down my back, and the remaining half of the sheet cake was dropped onto my chest and smashed in. The romper was dragging with all the cake in the front, so it came off shortly thereafter, and I ripped her dress off as well before pouring a bucket of batter all over her.

The time seemed to fly by with all the fun textures and sounds, and the click-click-click of the camera snapping away (she took something like one hundred pictures) and of course, the reactions of the audience managed to take all my anxieties away. Following Shokolada's directions and then of course all the mess sliding down me (gosh those cream pies were cold!) succeeded in making me quite happy and floaty.

For the last little part of the demo I got to repeat a trick from about two months before -- I had dropped a pie from shoulder level onto R's face as she laid on the floor making a pudding angel in the accumulated goop. This was super fun to do a second time. One audience member was lucky enough to be called up to administer a pie to me in the same fashion, and her surprise at being able to do that to me was delicious. Then we wrapped up the class with the final two cream pies handed to us, which we, of course, applied directly to Shokolada's face.

Getting cleaned up enough to be able to dress for the trip out of the ballrooms, up two floors, down 3 hallways and to our rooms to shower was an adventure in and of itself!


As if those two didn't make the weekend amazing enough, there was also a lovely scene later that night involving a pair of feet, another cake, a half can of pudding, a trash bag, and a diaper! I'll have to blog about that one separately.