An ominous envelope of instructions is placed on the seat in the gunge tank for Cheekyluna to tentatively examine. She opens the envelope not knowing that her task for avoiding a gunging has already begun. The previous week, she had messed herself up with 11 different substances during her Wheel Of Forfeits Sweet Edition video and if she could remember all of them, she would stay clean. She only has 69 seconds from when she opened the envelope.

For her trip to the tank, she is wearing a shiny metallic silver cut out underwear set with black straps, that only just keeps everything covered up. Her blonde hair is down. Taking the envelope, she opens it and reads her task, but is immediately flustered when she finds out the timer has already started. She slowly recalls some of the messy substances but progress is slow. A late burst is interrupted as her time runs out and the gunge tank above her is triggered.

A column of thick blue, dark purple, light purple and pink gunge is soon flowing over her. She screams from shock as her mind is still on the task. The gunge splashes off of her head, onto her lap and soon covers her boobs. Stripes and swirls of colour stream over every curve of her body as she gently sways in the tank to cover her arms and shoulders. She whimpers softly in disappointment at the consequences of failing her task.

She paddles in the pool at her feet as the flow slows to a drip. She brushes her hair away from her eyes and smiles at the sight of her gunge covered body. She rubs her body and lets heavy drips of gunge fall between her boobs, pulling her top away to let a little mess inside.

She sits in the pool of gunge which has formed and takes jugs full of gunge and pours them down the front of her knickers. More jugs of the dark pinkish mess are poured over her head and her arms. A jug down one side of her top leads to soft moaning as she squeezes the gunge against her boob. Another jug soon fills the other side.

Kneeling up, a couple of jugs of gunge are poured over her bum and her back. Sitting down with a splat, she then lays in gunge and scoops it up over her body. She writhes a little as infrequent blue drips continue to fall on her. Turning over we get a great view of her big beautiful bum before she lays on her back once more and waits for more blue splats on her chest. Sitting up, she giggles when she realises the task has also been covered in gunge now. A few more jugs of gunge are gathered up and poured over her before blowing a kiss.

Views from in front and above are provided. The white paper of the task seems to mess about with the brightness in the build up, but this stabilises during the gunging.