It's a little different than most WAM stories, but I decided to (with Rich's okay) write a (completely fictional) story of a backstage row between Bre and Shauna. It's strictly pies, and it's a little heavy on dialogue, but I thought I would share it on the story forum, under the name "Bre v Shauna's Backstage Battle". (Apologies if I shouldn't have posted on this forum as well with this...)

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Shauna and Bree had been sniping at each other all day. A combination of delays on the set, plus clashing personalities had made it for a tense work environment, and now that they were in close proximity in the kitchen while making the remaining pies to be used, the claws were starting to come out.

A couple of less-than-friendly pushes on the shoulder from each of them when they needed to get something made them realize it was probably better that they weren't sharing a table, and decided instead to work on opposite tables, with their backs to each other.

Neither one would admit it to the other, but the main source of underlying tension was just good old fashioned envy between the two about their looks.

Shauna, who had burst onto the Slapstick Stuff scene when her first three scenes dropped, was toned from hours spent at the gym, having paid particular attention to her breasts and ass, which was very much noticeable. She had caught Bree looking at her a couple of times, and had started to antagonize her by bending over every chance she got in order to grab different items.

It hadn't gone unnoticed by Bree, who was the polar opposite of Shauna in just about every way. She was young, tan, Latina, with ass and breasts for days. She didn't have the same amount of muscle as Shauna, but her body was softer and fuller, a point she emphasized by, as she made it seem, absentmindedly putting her hands on her backside when she was apparently lost in thought.

It was a case of bad timing then when Shauna had been trying to get some marshmallow fluff off of a spoon she was using, and without realizing it, with one flick behind her, managed to send a dollop of whipped cream backwards at Bree, landing silently on her ass cheek. Bree froze in anger, but it didn't seem like there had been any reaction from Shauna herself. This had come moments after Bree had bent over to get something, and to intentionally get under Shauna's skin, so she was sure that it wasn't an accident. She covertly picked up a scoop of whipped cream.

"Hey, Shauna?" Bree asked, sweetly.

"Yeah," Shauna said, turning right into a face full of whipped topping. She stood there, taking in what had just happened, and slowly cleared her eyes. "Why did you do that?"

Bree just stood here. "Do what?"

"This." Shauna said, throwing a dab of whipped cream directly back at Bree, daintily making sure to smear it on her cheeks for added effect. "Payback's a bitch."

"Apparently so are you," Bree said, throwing some whipped cream right at the top of Shauna's chest, playfully dabbing it on each breast.

Shauna was about to retaliate yet again, but when Bree turned around to grab more ammunition just in case, Shauna saw the marshmallow fluff on Bree's ass, looked down at the spoon she had on the table, and put it together that she may have inadvertently started this. She handed Bree a rag.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I had done that."

"It's fine," Bree said, "it's been a long day and we're probably just anxious for our scene." There was an uneasy truce between the two of them now. "How many pies do you have left to make, do you think?"

"I'm just about done with my 40," Shauna said.

"Same here. We might as well just start getting ready. By the time we're done, Rich should be back with those two cakes he went to get."

The two went over to the mirror to start getting ready, and immediately the tension between them started up. Shauna had only done solo shoots and thought that Bre was being pushy about how much space she was taking up, while Bre was used to other models just ceding to her because of her personality.

"I really appreciate you doing my scene with me," Shauna said, applying her lipstick.

"Not a problem," said Bre. "Always happy to let new models in my scenes." It wasn't lost on either of them that they had both referred to it as "my scene".

"I've thought about doing shoots with another model before, but Rich says that whenever they ask them, they don't want to. I think it's out of jealousy or something."

"Well, personally I don't see any reason to be jealous," Bre said, taking an intentional pause as the two subtly pushed out their assets. "I mean, we're making the same money regardless of who they're looking at."

"Exactly, it's good to see a model that doesn't care if I'll be getting more attention...or if they get more."

Bre knew her temper well enough to diffuse the situation and decided to start getting her clothes ready for the shoot, leaving the mirror to Shauna.

"Done so soon?" Shauna asked.

"Yeah, I don't usually need to do much in the mirror for these."

Wanting to get a more complete look at the outfit she was going to wear, Bre decided to lay the outfit out on a table, moving a pie onto a chair to make room for it. As Shauna left the mirror, Bre decided to make a few finishing touches, and completely forgot to take the pie off the chair, a fact she was reminded of when she heard Shauna yell out in shock and disgust.

She turned to see Shauna, standing up, with a thin layer of whipped cream on her ass, scooping the cream off, throwing it on the floor, and glaring at Bre.

"Okay, now why did you do THAT?"

Bee knew she put it there, but she wasn't about to lose this battle of wills.

"How is that my fault that you put your butt in a pie?"

"Because, you put it there!" Shauna said, getting angrier.

"Well, there are pies all over, watch where you're sitting next time. Maybe you need glasses..." Bre's speech was cut off by Shauna launching a pie that exploded on Bre's face.

Licking her fingers, she went into her usual character for her videos, giving a sly smile. "Just thought I would get in a practice throw, you know, since I've never done a pie fight, and you've done so many...so how'd I do?"

"Well," Bre said, "your aim was good, but maybe too hard. Throw too hard and it could mess with the coverage. Here, watch!" Bre stops right in front of Shauna and with one hand, pushed Shauna's head down, the other pushes the pie up. Shauna's face was covered. "Better look for you, I think."

Bre turned to walk away, but had underestimated how long Shauna would take to recover, and soon was almost knocked over by a pie slamming into her butt.

"I think I might be getting the hang of this!" Shauna yelled, excitedly. Bre turned around to advance on her, but was stopped when Shauna launches another pie at her face. "See?" Shauna giggles and clapped her hands.

Adding a little insult to injury, she walked up to Bre and dramatically wiped her finger down her cheek, licking the cream off. Closing her eyes in enjoyment of the flavor left her wide open to attack. Bre has quickly picked up a pie and slammed it right into Shauna's crotch, making her eyes bug out.

That reaction got such a laugh out of Bre that she doubled over, only to be hit on both ends with thick cream pies.

By this point, they were trashed, and realizing the situation they were in, started to laugh.

"Wow," said Bre. "Guess we got a little too into character, huh?"

"Yeah," said Shauna. "That's usually how it goes with me, but I'm never working with another model."

"I totally get it. When Rich comes back, I'll even take some of the blame."

Shauna, still wiping the pie off, laughingly said "You mean most of it."

"No...you started it, I was just responding."

Now they had both stopped wiping the pie off and were glaring at each other.

"You started this when you tapped my shoulder and hit ME with a pie."

"After you hit my ass with that cream!"

"Accidentally!"

"Oh," Bre said, coolly. "So if it's an accident, it doesn't count? I get it. Accidents happen. Like this." And with that, she took two handfuls of cream and smeared it on Shauna's face. "Oops."

"Boy, I'm surprised how clumsy we both are." Shauna took her own dab of cream and instead threw it at Bre's chest, watching it drip down her cleavage. "Oh, Bre, I am so...so sorry."

By now, they just started throwing whatever pie remnants and whipped cream they could find, trash talking each other's bodies and popularity. The two were just about to lunge at each other when Rich came in with the two cakes, and tried to figure out what he walked in on.

"What...the...fuck?"

Bre and Shauna immediately blames each other, which led to another round of shoving.

"What am I supposed to do now? We were supposed to do the shoot first where you guys are friends. The pie fight shoot where you're mad was second."

"Well," said Shauna, "we can still do the pie fight scene first, use the pies we have left, but really let each other have it. Then by the time we have the shoot as friends it's out of our system."

"That work for you, Bre?" Rich asked.

"Sure. And even if we're not over it by the time we shoot that scene, I'm an actress, it'll work. I mean, I acted like I was excited when you paired me with her."

"And I acted excited to be in a scene with her, since unlike her I won't just work with anybody that asks."

Sensing the tension was back, Rich immediately got to the camera. "Aaaaaaand action!"

Love this. Bring this to life somehow with both ladies in business suits please.

Solid story! Thanks!