CheekyLuna has been out this evening to an exercise class so the last thing she expects when she gets home is that everything will be in place for her to be gunged with some purple gunge that has thickened and gone cold (room temperature in February). After removing her sports bra and knickers, she takes her place. She's wearing a pink low cut gym top, a pair of tight three quarter length leggings and a pair of pink and white gym socks, her blonde hair neatly tied in a ponytail. Her hands are cuffed above her head and she is opposite a mirror so she can see how messy she is getting.

She waits nervously, knowing just how cold the gunge held above her is. As the first bucket is poured quickly over her, the nerves melt away into a huge smile, followed by panting as she feels just how cold the thick liquid is against her skin. She emits small squeals and giggles as the gunge briefly covers her eyes, making its way down her body.

As the second bucket is held above her, she lets out a gasp as some of the gunge runs down her back. A few deep breaths and she is ready for the second bucket. This one is poured over her much more slowly, running down her face and making its way inside her top. She lets out more deep breaths and squeals as the cold gunge makes progress over her body and fills her top around her midriff.

A huge amount of gunge has gathered in the bottom of her top, so while she is unable to see-through the mess, someone kindly assists the gunge on its way by sharply pulling open the waistband of her legging, allowing the deluge of mess to flow into them. CheekyLuna lets out a huge scream at the shock of the gunge filling her leggings and pants heavily as it swiftly makes its way through them, the fabric beginning to glisten as the mess inside soaks in.

CheekyLuna blows the mess away from her eyes and breaks into another huge smile as she looks at herself covered top to toe in purple mess.