So MadMalc has returned for more wamming mayhem... he recently interviewed me for a Fetish Show where he was the presenter of a show talking about and explaining different fetishes and obviously this week was all about getting messy.

Ever the cheeky one he rather presumptiously thought that he would be getting to gunge and mess me up but in actual fact the tables were turned as I told him that we were there to show him exactly what being wammed was like and the best way to do this was with a practical demo ... his face quickly dropped when he realised he was going to be receiving all the ingredients before him all over his person.

I talked through the fetish and different ingredients people use and what they get out of it as I poured yoghurt, chocolate sauce and custard all over his head and down his pants... watching him squirm as it all dripped down him and making him uncomfortable with a big squidgy wedgie.

I had a few pies to hand which landed straight in his face even giving him a double pieing as his face was sandwiched between 2 pie cases. He was completely unrecognisable with all the cream and slippery mess clinging to his face.

I thought he was kind of getting off lightly so made him strip down to his pants so that the remaining custard and yoghurt could be tipped all down his body too rather than having his clothes absorbing the mess.

So as the 'interview' continued I said we had more mess to use which he seemed a bit perplexed about until I presented 3 buckets of extra thick gunge in pink, purple and orange.

Each bucket was scooped out with a jug and poured over his head and down his pants as the thick viscous gunge slowly moved it's way down landing in a large sloppy puddle at his feet. The bright colours mixing together to make a toxic looking combination. The remnants of the stubborn remaining gunge at the bottom of the buckets scraped out with my hands and slapped on top of his noggin.

Now for the remaining jugs and containers to be emptied over him... a nod to wetlook although it was really just to amuse me and wash away some of the gunk.

But to make it a bit more fun we played a game of higher or lower using normal playing cards. As per usual the 'game' always works in my favour but not that he knows that.

'What's this?' he asks...
'Oh, just some harmeless water' I say as I proceed to tell him about the rules of the game - basically get it wrong and you get soaked.

Needless to say he ends up totally drenched.

He giggles saying he won't need a shower after this.

That is until I take the last water vessel and pour a cascade of freezing cold water over him making him gasp and exclaim how unfair it is!