You can wait in here. Please make yourself at home.'

'Wow. My own dressing room. You really know how to make a gal welcome.' Mellissa replied, that quick quip rolling off her tongue before she could stop it. It had become a habit of hers to over talk when she was nervous. And she was nervous at the moment.

Excited but nervous. This was an experience she'd never dreamed she would actually have. Like many in her generation she'd grown up watching a host of tv Gameshows. Funhouse. Get Your Own Back. Chaos Castle. A fascination that had moved into her teen years with shows like Noel's House Party, The Red Lounge and The Gungeon. While others her age had simply enjoyed the games for what they were, she had always taken a thrill from seeing (what happened to those who lost) those who competed, and frequently lost, drenched and dripping in huge amounts of Gunge. Something she had longed to experience herself. But that moment slipped her by, those shows cancelled before she had a chance to apply. So she had just chalked it up to fate and moved on. Until she had, quite by chance, stumbled across an advert asking for volunteers to film some promo spots for a new Gameshow. The only catch..that you didn't mind getting messy doing it. So Mellissa was there like a shot; applying that very day. Sure, the details were vague and maybe didn't mean what she hoped. But she wasn't going to let this slip her by.

While she had dreaded a long wait for a reply, she got one the very next day; asking if she could come down to the studio next week. Mellissa of course would have been there tomorrow but accepted she could wait a week. A week that had dragged by but here she was.

'Of a sort.' The youthfully cute pony with her pink dyed mane a few shades lighter than the colour running through the rest of her coat and matching perfectly the ribbons tied in little bows said with a smile. 'We have refreshments for you. Some tea and coffee. Plus a shower if you'd like.'

'A shower?' Mellissa asked with a sly grin. That question could have had many meanings of course. As a white tiger and therefore a feline, it would have been understandable for her to not be a fan of water. Yet Mellissa had another reason for asking. 'I'm going to get that messy huh?'

'Well' the pony hesitated as if not sure she should answer honestly; a hesitation that brought Mellissa alive with a shiver of excitement. '.it's really doesn't feel that bad.'

Taking that as a yes, Mellissa allowed her smile to grow broader. A smile that prompted the pony to return one of her own. 'I guess that's good then. Because you will be feeling quite a lot of it once you've changed.'

'Changed into..oh!' Mellissa's smile became a chuckle as her keen blue feline eyes fell upon the blue bikini resting on the small table in the middle of the dressing room that she had missed when she entered. 'Oh..I see.'

And see she did. Even without trying it on, Mellissa could see that the bikini she had been offered would be a tad on the small side, barely full enough to cover the swell of her breasts and leaving very little protection against the gallons of gunge that hopefully awaited her.

'So will everyone. See a lot of you.' The pony said with a chuckle. 'If they are trying to win the fanboy vote they might as well have you do it naked. Anyway, have fun.'

'I will.' Mellissa hoped her voice didn't crack at the thought of actually doing whatever they had in mind for her naked, that thought bringing with it a sensual thrill.

Deciding that she might as well take a shower, perhaps even a cold shower, Mellissa moved towards the door at the rear of the room through which she guessed the shower would be found. As it turned out, she was half right.

For the door that yielded to a simple twist of her paw led not to the small bathroom she had expected but rather a shower block more akin to something from a public gym or swimming pool, the stone floor and walls of a neutral grey broken only by the pair of doors on the walls to her left and right which must have lead to dressing rooms identical to hers and by the long white tiled shower area that stretched along the whole back wall; easily large enough for six furs and with shower heads to match that number.

Had Mellissa been shy she might have been hesitant about undressing in such a public setting. Standing at just shy of six feet tall, Mellissa was typically feline in her appearance; from the white fur mixed with black stripes that ran all the way from her rounded ears down to her black tipped fluffy tail. Lithe and graceful like most tigresses, she was graced with a subtle femininity highlighted by her delicate curves that while not full hardly hid behind the black T-shirt and jeans she had slipped into this morning, the fabric tugged a little tighter around her chest as she moved.

But she wasn't the shy type, so she wasted no time in undressing, her green bra and panties quickly discarded as well to join her neatly folded clothes that she placed in one of the collection of small shelves put beside the door for just such a purpose.

Wasting no time Mellissa flicked on the shower, raising cloyds of steam and stepped under the warm water. She sighed softly. She always enjoyed a good shower and could indulge for hours. But she didn't have that luxury. Still, she could enjoy it for a while at least.

As she relaxed under the shower, her paws softly layering her curves with the equally soft suds her mind wandered as it often did when she was relaxed by the warm water. Only this time it wandered with a purpose rather than just drifted aimlessly; her thoughts slipping back to exactly what was planned for her this day. Playing a game maybe? Or helping to test a new one? All the ones she had seen on the pilot looked so much fun. The simple thought of being the first to try one out, of having no idea what was going to happen to her or how messy she was going to get sent a fresh thrill through her. Or maybe they would just skip the game and leap to testing the end result. Either way, her chances of getting away clean had to be very slim. Just thinking about that almost had her paws ready to drop lower, to move away from her breasts and down to somewhere more..intimate.

And she might just have done that had the subtle sound of a door opening intruded on her thoughts. Even though the layer of suds would have hidden her arousal, instinct took over and Mellissa turned anyway, presenting her back demurely you the newcomer. Still she couldn't resist a curious glance in her direction, her eyes going wide at the sight before them.

'Well..they got you good huh?' That offhand comment slipped out before Mellissa could stop it even as it drew a smile from the Wolf standing opposite her. At least, Mellissa guessed she was smiling. It was hard to tell under the layers of green gunge dripping with a thick slowness over the bikini clad curves she could just make out beneath. For the grey furred wolf was drenched from head to toe, every inch of her fur and hair slicked with what could only be the residue of gallons upon gallons of gunge.

'I'll say.' The wolf answered with a laugh as without a pause she eased herself under the showers a few heads across from Mellissa, that soft sound fading as she started to rinse the clinging goo from her hair. 'I knew it would be messy but I wasn't expecting the lift to fill up with gunge like that. Kinda nowhere to go when it's pouring around you from all sides.'

Mellissa fought down a swell of..almost envy. Not in a harsh or judgemental way, Mellissa having no ill feelings towards her. Yet she couldn't deny she felt a little sad she hadn't got to experienced that. She remembered that scene from the pilot, wishing back then that she could have taken the place of the two furs to have been on the receiving end of that delicious trap.

'I'm sure they will get you too.' The wolf continued with a grin Mellissa couldn't miss this time. 'That's kinda the point honey. It's all just messy fan-service really, something to draw in viewers I guess. But that's pretty much the point of the show as well.'

'Oh..I know.' Mellissa said with a chuckle. 'I don't think for a minute I'm getting away clean.'

'No..I don't think so either.' The wolf said with a grin that could almost have been predatory.

'I see.' Mellissa said as she shut off the shower. 'Thanks. Wish me luck.'

The wolf just watched in silence as Mellissa grabbed a towel and padded out of the shower, her muzzle flicked up into another grin the second the door had closed. 'You're gonna need it.'

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'That's all I have to do?' That question that came from Mellissa wasn't disappointed. Far from it really; given what she had been asked to do. While playing a game would have been fun, there was always the chance she could have won. Which surely would have spared her a gunging. But with this..well..chance didn't really come into it? 'Just walk around?'

'Uh huh.' The grey squirrel who was in charge of the small set the bikini clad tigress had been lead to nodded. 'Just walk, let us get some tracking shots of you moving through the set. Should look great as filler material for the intro as well as some tv spots.'

'Okay. Sure.' Mellissa tried to keep from looking too excited; a little hard since that was the emotion bubbling up inside her. Clearly this set was primed with any number of messy traps that she was supposed to fall a foul of; traps that would certainly make for an interesting twist if they were left in the show. 'I can do that. Just tell me if I need to do anything.'

True to her word,Mellissa strolled through the entrance of the set; away from the wooden framed square walls that formed the exterior and into the middle of the almost oppressively dark walls of a heavy grey metal. With all the pipes and cables and flickering panels around her, Mellissa couldn't help being swept away by the illusion she was really on a space station; not with the immersive sounds around her like the hiss of machinery, the hum of an electric current and the telltale sound of liquid gushing through pipes. It was the latter that was most evocative; leaving Mellissa in no doubt that the sound wasn't coming from something as mundane as hydraulic systems.

Her ears pricked up and twitching ever so slightly, Mellissa tried to keep as casual an attitude as she could. Not easy given how all of her was tensed up and alert so the slightest sign of the trap she knew awaited her. And that she awaited with baited breath.

Not that she had any idea what she was looking for. A laser beam. A pressure plate on the floor. A motion sensor maybe. Or there could just be a group of people ready above her somewhere with buckets in paws; just waiting for her to pass beneath them.

With each step Mellissa was sure she would trip the trap; each time she rounded a corner of the maze of passageways she expected to trip the trap; each time she passed through a doorway she expected to trip the trap.

Yet her steps became several dozen; she passed through three doors and turned six corners and still..nothing. Surely something should have happened by now.

Then, as she rounded the sdvdnth corner, Melissa heard it; the unmistakable sound of scraping metal. Quick as a flash Mellissa froze, her head darting down then up in quick succession; expecting to see some mechanism cranking to life above her. Yet nothing above her moved. Or below her. Yet still Mellissa stood frozen; ears straining for any sound of the trap she had been waiting eagerly for. With all her senses on edge, she would have picked up even the softest mechanical noise. Yet the next sound she heard wasn't mechanical but organic.

'Here kitty kitty.' Mellissa spun with a yelp; that voice bouncing around the walls behind her. Which already had her heart beating a thousand beats a minute. Before the voice spoke again.

'Here kitty kitty.'

No..not the same voice. It was faster, higher pitched. And came from before her. She wasn't alone here. That thought griped her body with an icy thrill of dread and excitement.

Both of which prompted her to run, her bare footpads pounding on the solid metal below. She could have just stayed still of course, but, if this was to be the trap, she was going to make a good show of it. Besides, all her excitement about the gunging aside; her dread was real. Being hunted..as she surely was..was unnatural for a feline of her species. Any feline really but a tigress most of all. They were supposed to be the hunters not the..

That thought trailed off as Mellissa skidded to a halt, her headlong dash bringing her up short against a dead end. There was no other word for it, this corridor running barely two feet before stopping smack against a wall of the same dark metal.

In truth, a truth Mellissa wouldn't learn until later, this was the trap; the dead end manufactured simply by the mechanism that eased the heavy wall into place ahead of her; the maze of corridors filled with lots of areas like this perfectly designed to trap the unwary. And it worked perfectly.

Mellissa was unaware of any of this at the moment, the trapped tigress utterly aware and totally focused on how trapped she was. And the heavy streaks of gunge she could now see clinging to the walls and ceiling around her; gunge that while dripping from some of the pipes above clearly hadn't leaked from them. Which surely wasn't good for her.

Still..Mellissa was fully prepared to take her forthcoming gunging in good grace, a thought that continued right up to the moment a smattering of footsteps announced she was about to have company; the sight she saw emerge around the corner making her ears twitch nervously as she allowed herself a almost disbelieving grin.

'You have got to be kidding me.'

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