"28, 29, 30!" counted Karen, as she counted up the number of pies she had slaved over for the Woodrow village fete that day. The fete was taking place in the local community centre that afternoon. She'd spent the whole morning making many different types of dessert, including sumptuous chocolate gateaux, cheesecakes, and Karen's famous cream pies in many different varieties and flavours, strawberry, blueberry, chocolate, toffee and more. Karen was renowned throughout the village for her skill in creating delicious desserts, whenever there was a party being organised people in the village would come to Karen to ask her to create something delicious for them. She had been known as the best cook in the village. Had been, that was, until another young girl; only 23, the same age as Karen, had moved in from a nearby town. This young ladies' name was Lucy, and soon after arriving had unwittingly established herself as a threat to Karen's position. Karen felt she'd worked hard to establish a reputation for herself, a reputation built on honest toil, sweat, and a combination of fruit, chocolate, and cream. So it did enrage her slightly that Lucy was unfairly muscling in on her territory, I mean, thought Karen - Lucy had been asked to cater for the last big birthday party held in the village

This party was for a young man named Simon, who Karen had fancied for several months now. Karen saw the chance to cater for Simon's party as a chance to get into his good books, then hoped she might tempt him into coming over to her house for dinner one evening. She hoped she'd get him to sample some of her tempting wares. And she didn't just mean the food. Of course, Karen felt doubly insulted - not only had her baking been left out in the cold completely as Lucy exclusively had been asked to cater; but then Lucy's blatant attempts to flirt with Simon (as Karen saw it) at the party, while everyone else could not do enough to sing the praises of this brazen floozy, enraged Karen. So this brought her to why she had been slaving away all morning. The village fete was running a cake stall, and naturally both Karen and Lucy had volunteered to bake some goodies for the stall. Of course, Karen pounced on this as an opportunity to re-establish her superiority, whereas the much more shy Lucy was only doing it for the prospects of raising money for the village. By selling more and raising more money for the village council than the other girl, Karen felt she could prove that she was a better cook than Lucy, and maybe, just maybe, get into Simon's pants as well she'd show that hussy who was the boss around this village! Karen's baking complete, she dusted off her hands, let out a small sigh, and realised she could afford to relax for a moment. Resolving to have a soak, she left her desserts on the counter in the kitchen, stepped upstairs and began to run herself a big bubble bath, as she stripped out of the loose T-shirt and shorts she'd worn to make up the desserts during that morning of baking. She caught a look at herself in the mirror, and pouting slightly, and holding her hair up above her head in what she envisaged as a sultry glamour model pose, she thought, "yeah, I can use this to my advantage to sell more" taking in her body. She was of average height, with bright blue eyes, shoulder length blonde hair, and a curvy hourglass figure with a generous chest. She climbed into the bath, letting out a small sigh of contentment as the warm water gently caressed her naked skin, then lay back and relaxed amongst the bubbles for half an hour.

After getting out of the bath, she dried, and dressed herself in a matching lacy white bra and panty set, then slipped on a floaty white summer dress with a design of small flowers, ready for the trip to the fete itself. She loaded up her car with all her delicious creations, and drove to the local village hall. She parked the car, got out and stepped inside the hall, finding the door unlocked. Looking inside the hall, she saw no-one, and so guessed that someone must have just come and unlocked the hall prior and she was the first person to arrive. She was a good hour before the start of the fete, but thought she may as well get set up. She returned back to her car, to start unloading. Picking up a large custard cream pie in each hand, she progressed back into the hall.

Meanwhile, while Karen was just starting away from the car, Lucy was coming out of the toilet in the hall. Lucy had not long gotten settled in Woodrow, and as she walked to the hall doorway, in order to start unloading her car, she reflected on the last two months since she'd moved. She considered herself a pretty dab hand around the kitchen (even if she did say so herself), so she thought at first she'd offer to bring a dessert to the party her neighbours threw to welcome her. She didn't anticipate how much everyone would love the chocolate cheesecake she took along, and word rapidly spread about what magic this girl could work in the kitchen. She soon realised that making desserts would be an easy way to break the ice and get to know people people were now always coming up to her at parties or even in the street and asking her for the recipe for this or that, then the conversation would start from there - easily overcoming her shyness. What she also hadn't counted on was Simon being so taken with her work he'd asked her to do the desserts for his birthday party last month. In fact, she had realised with a small flutter in her stomach that it hadn't just been the desserts he'd been admiring. That night at the party he'd certainly spent a lot of time speaking to her, and was so charming. When he'd complimented her on her banoffee pie and said it was as heavenly as the girl who'd made it, she had blushed bright red and immediately ran off to the toilet. Returning back from the village hall's toilet sparked all these memories in Lucy, and she blushed slightly again and smiled to herself as she thought of how Simon had been so sweet to her. Lucy was so distracted, she had also failed to see Karen walking in, and as she didn't expect anyone else to be around, inevitably, by the doorway as Karen entered and Lucy rounded the corner, the two ladies collided, bumping straight into one another. Letting out a little shriek of fear and surprise, Lucy drew back, and so did Karen, forgetting about the pies in her hands. She threw her hands up comically, immediately sending the pies flying into the air. They flew up for a moment, before landing with a soft splat on the floor, spreading cream and fruit filling all over the carpeted floor of the community centre. It took a moment for the two to compose themselves, but then a cry of "Karen!" came in surprise from Lucy.

"Lucy!" cried Karen in reply, composing herself after the shock.
Karen looked at the pies in a sloppy mess on the floor, and in her embarrassment, reacted angrily "Look what you've done! They're ruined! Why didn't you watch where you were going?!"
Lucy blushed, and said "I'm really sorry Karen, it was an accident I just didn't see you"
Karen breathed for a moment, the anger subsiding as the shock wore off. After that moment, she softened, and realised Lucy was right, it was just an accident. Although a small, jealous part of Karen's brain thought that she wouldn't have been surprised if Lucy might not try to sabotage Karen's efforts given the chance. Karen took in Lucy, she was pretty, she'd give her that, shorter than Karen, but still very attractive. Her brown hair was left loose hanging down her back and over her shoulder, framing those brown eyes and the cute little nose of hers, with a hint of freckles on her nose and cheeks. She was wearing a red tank top and a short black skirt, along with black high heels.
"It's OK" conceded Karen, finally, "we just didn't see each other".
"I was just in the toilet, I need to unload my car, get everything in here" said Lucy.
"Yeah, me too" agreed Karen, so the two girls went off to their two cars, chatting awkwardly, attempting to undo the minor fracas that had gone before over their collision, while unloading their desserts. Soon several dozen cakes and pies were brought in, along with jugs of custard, cream, and toffee sauce, and laid out on the two tables; one for each girl's creations, for the bake sale. Both girls had to admit, everything baked by either girl looked absolutely delicious. There were only two more pies to bring in, so Karen went out to get those, while Lucy stayed and arranged a couple more of her mouthwatering confections on the table ready for the sale. As Lucy was waiting, casting an eye over the contents of the table, she pulled up a chair next to the table so she might take the weight off of her feet for a minute.

At that point, just as she was about to sit down, a man strolled in, noticed Lucy, and asked her "Where do you want the gunge tank?"
"I'm sorry, what?" asked Lucy.
The man looked at his clipboard and said "I'm here from Mainman Party Supplies - I've been told to deliver a gunge tank here that's been rented for a fund-raising event".
At this point, Karen had returned from the car, holding the final two pies, and said to Lucy "Ah, yes, Simon booked a gunge tank to raise some more money"
Lucy nodded, saying "Fair enough, I'll come out and help you bring it in".
The delivery man and Lucy went outside, leaving Karen alone for a moment in the hall. She placed one of the two remaining pies on the table, then realised there was no more space for another, so packed were the table surfaces, due to the two girls making so much. Karen noticed the chair, and placed the pie on there, it'd be safe there for a moment while she helped bring in the gunge tank. Lucy and Karen wheeled in the tank and left it at the far end of the hall, while the delivery man returned carrying a couple of buckets of ready-made gunge, a similar thick, consistency to the type used on TV.
"We provide you with a couple of extras in case you run out. Don't worry, it's easily washable, and made of an edible substance, I'm told it apparently tastes like custard so don't worry if anyone swallows any by accident." said the deliveryman, as he left. Lucy and Karen were once again left with just the two of them, and again tried to make small talk.
"I didn't know Simon had booked a gunge tank" said Lucy, looking at it nervously, the reservoir already filled with bright green slime. Looking at it conjured up images of watching TV shows when she was younger like Noel's House Party - where weekly someone would get covered in goo in one of these contraptions. She'd wasn't sure why, but a small part of her had always kind of liked the idea of being gunged after seeing it week after week on these programs, she thought it did look like it could be quite fun, but as she was so shy didn't like the idea of having it done in front of loads of people, just dismissed it as a strange whim.
"Yeah" responded Karen "he had the idea of getting everyone in the village to nominate people to be gunged, and donate money to see it happen the one with the most money donated gets gunged". Karen had had similar mental images conjured up to Lucy images of men and women with brightly-coloured slime running over their hair, down their faces and ruining their clothes. Karen had never liked the idea of getting messy when she'd seen NHP, the idea didn't appeal to her at all, she was far too concerned about her appearance to be anything but repulsed by the idea. She had, however, unbeknownst to Lucy, already nominated Lucy to be gunged pretty much the moment the gunge tank had been confirmed, and planned to donate a sizeable amount to see her rival dripping in goo.

"Well" sighed Lucy "May as well get comfortable while we wait for the others to arrive". She stepped backwards in line with the chair, where she'd left it, and went to sit down. Karen's eyes widened as Lucy began to sit down, suddenly realising what was about to happen, but too late she reacted. With a "SPLUCH", Lucy sat right down into the strawberry cream pie Karen had left on the chair. Lucy's eyes widened as the cold cream and red fruit filling spread over her skirt-clad bottom, and some oozed between her legs, dripping over the front of the seat and landing on the floor. Karen had her hand over her mouth, eyes wide in realisation at what had happened, but looking at Lucy sitting there in a pie with a look of shock on her face was just a little bit too comical for her, so she couldn't help but let out a little laugh. Lucy squirmed in the pie, shifting her bum around, with an expression of pure "urgh!" on her face. Karen laughed a bit more, despite herself, but then feeling a bit sorry for what happened, she rushed forward, saying "Oh my God Lucy, I'm sorry".
Lucy stood up, and turned around to inspect her pied rear. "My skirt! It's ruined!" shrieked Lucy -"You did that on purpose!"

Karen couldn't help but let out a little giggle at the large white and red stain on Lucy's bum, but rapidly composed herself, she said "Really, I didn't Lucy it was an accident".
Lucy was suddenly fuming; even though she was normally shy, she went on the defensive, and so as people tend to do when challenged, perhaps reacted more strongly than she might have done normally. She'd been given some self-confidence by the compliments of the other Woodrow residents regarding her cooking, and so felt she could hold her own against Karen if this was to be a competition. The hot tight feeling of her embarrassment as well as this desire to break out of her "shy" mould spurred her on to retaliate - this must have been because Karen thought she'd made her drop those pies earlier on purpose!
Karen started to explain "I just put it down for a second as there was no room"
Lucy wouldn't let her finish, and spat "Just because my desserts are going to sell better than yours, you're just jealous!"
This in turn, also hit a nerve with Karen, there was no way she was going to let Lucy talk that way to her! Besides which, it wasn't true, Karen knew she made much better desserts. So she fired back "No way! Mine are much tastier, no-one wants any of yours!"
This annoyed Lucy just as much, so still with a sense of injustice, being wronged by Karen when she hadn't really started this whole dispute, she let out a small groan of frustration. Then looking in the direction of the table, the powerful cocktail of emotions she was feeling planted a really nasty, filthy idea in her head. Lucy realised it was maybe a little bit out of character for her, but again she told herself she'd always thought she could maybe be a bit more assertive and stand up for herself that bit more. So, with this continuing to spur her on, Lucy spun round to her own table; quickly casting her eyes over the desserts laid out there, and picked up one of her strawberry cream pies. Hefting it, she looked Karen straight in the eyes. "Maybe you'd like to try some, find out for sure" said Lucy her eyes narrowing.
Karen's eyes widened in disbelief, rapidly realising what Lucy had in mind, and said "You would NOT dare"

Without missing a beat, Lucy reached forward and slammed the pie into Karen's face, twisting it in to make sure it was well-worked in, before letting the tin fall. This small measure of revenge she'd gained, being able to give Karen a pie in the face as payback for her sitting in a pie earlier did make her feel good. But she was still annoyed; and wanting to continue to see just how far she could push away from her shyness she felt this wasn't quite enough yet. So she then deliberately grabbed one of the custard cream pies from Karen's table, and as Karen started clearing her eyes to regain her vision, Lucy said "How did that taste? Nice? Now, how about this?!" as she slammed the pie again into Karen's face, obliterating her pretty features, then smeared the pie up into her beautiful blonde hair, leaving the tin sitting atop Karen's head.

Lucy stepped back and admired her work, and laughed, her hands on her hips, head cocked slightly to one side as Karen took a moment to compose herself. Lucy had to admit this was a heck of an adrenaline rush, and couldn't help but laugh to herself at Karen with custard, cream and strawberry slathered on her face, her eyes peeking out from the white, yellow and red mostly covering her visage, and matted into her hair. Karen cleared her eyes and glared back at Lucy before slowly removing the tin from atop her head and daintily dropping it to the floor. "So, how did that taste?" taunted Lucy, "sure it was like crap, mine was much better"

Karen said nothing, outwardly keeping herself composed, however inside she was fuming, she couldn't believe Lucy had just humiliated her by hitting her in the face with a not one, but two pies! So, her blood boiling, she walked over to Lucy's table to engineer some revenge. She selected two large creamy pies, balancing them on her hands, and then walked purposefully up to Lucy, who began to look a little nervous. Lucy's adrenaline rush was fading fast, and soon Lucy's inherent nervousness and shy nature were flooding back, leaving Lucy feeling very uncomfortable. "What are you doing, Karen?" she said "Come on! Surely we're even now" Lucy continued to plead.
Karen didn't respond, just looked at the two pies, saying "You know, I just can't decide strawberry, or chocolate Well, you know what - have 'em both" she said, swinging the pies around and sandwiching Lucy's head either side, cream spurting up her head and down her front. Karen smeared the pies together, engulfing Lucy's entire face and indeed head in cream, and ruining her brown hair. Lucy paused, again in shock, as she pulled the plates off her head, but unseen to her, Karen had returned to the table, not yet satisfied in her revenge. If this was how Lucy wanted to play things then by God she'd give her a run for her money! Karen grabbed a large jug of custard, and returning to Lucy while she tried to regain her vision; she lifted up the jug, and poured its contents over Lucy's head. Lucy let out a little squeal of shock and held her hands up as the custard flowed over her head, down onto her shoulders, and into her tank top, running in little yellow rivers over the curve of each breast into the valley of her cleavage, filling it and flowing between her breasts. As the deluge slowed, Lucy reached up wiped the custard from her eyes, and flicked it on the floor, splattering little droplets all over. She looked down at her body, taking in how splattered with custard and cream her head was, her tank top had custard nestled inside it, the gooey slop all over her generous chest, and the outline of her nipples showing through the top made it very clear that she'd chosen to go braless. And now hang on, did she really just think that? Now she came to think about it, yes, she was kind of glad she did, as the cool custard tickled her nipples and gently caressed her breasts inside the top, she did enjoy the sensation; it was like a lukewarm second skin hugging her. She reached up and gave her breasts an experimental squeeze together. Trapped custard flowed up out of her cleavage and over the top of her tank top, "oooooo" cooed Lucy with a giggle as she enjoyed the feeling of the custard spurting out.

She finished taking in the state of her own stricken figure and turned her thoughts to getting her own back on Karen. She noticed Karen standing at the table on the opposite side of the room with her back to her, closely putting some final icing decorations on some of her pies. Lucy guessed that Karen thought she'd managed to subdue her with that last flurry, and so that would be the end of it. How wrong she was! Lucy was feeling bolder again, stoked by the audacity of Karen last attack, and so quickly went to the table on her side of the room and picked up another pie. She began to sneak up on Karen, planning to surprise her with another pie from behind. Just then Karen bent down to carefully put a flourish on a particularly ornate piece of icing, and Lucy smiled a devilish grin as she saw the bottom of Karen's dress ride up. Lucy knew exactly where this pie was going; reaching the other side of the room, she then gently lifted Karen's skirt to reveal her lacy white panties. At this point Karen realised it must have been Lucy who had exposed her underwear, and so inhaled to protest and went to turn round, but didn't get the chance and could only inhale more sharply as Lucy quickly splatted Karen's pert bum with a chocolate cream pie with quite some force. The pie exploded over her rear, covering her knickers and back of her thighs in cream and chocolate. The force of the hit also pushed Karen face-first into the pie she was inspecting. Karen could only let out a stifled "mmmmmmph!" in surprise as she got a faceful of pie.

After a moment with her head buried in the dish, Karen placed her hands either side of the table, and pushed upwards, pulling her head out of the pie and struggled back to her feet, only to turn round and then feel a soft mush against her chest as Lucy pied Karen's chest with yet another pie. Lucy pied Karen with such force it caused her to stumble backwards, losing her balance and waving her arms comically, before she fell backwards, landing with a bump on the floor. Unfortunately for Karen, she managed to snag the skirt of her dress on the corner of the table, and being made of such light, floaty material, it gave easily, and with a "rrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiipppp!" it came clean off, hooked on the corner of the table, leaving Karen sprawled sitting on the floor in her matching white bra and panties. Next thing Karen knew, Lucy was standing over her, one hand on her hip, a half-smile on her face, the other hand holding a bucket filled with the gunk intended to refill the gunge tank. Without a word, Lucy tipped the bucket, and the blue slime fell directly onto Karen's head, hitting her blonde hair and running down to cover her face, then down her lingerie-clad body. Karen spluttered, and tried to get up, but her hands slipped in the goo on the floor, and she landed with a soft splat on her back. Karen got back up to a seated position, and again attempted to stand, leaning back on her hands, but now Lucy increased the tilt of the bucket, pouring more gunge over Karen. Karen just couldn't get the purchase required to stand up, so Lucy quickly now moved the bucket to cover Karen's breasts, her tummy, her knickers and her legs. As the bucket emptied, Lucy placed it upside-down on top of Karen's head to add mockery to mess, and returned to the table to reload. Lucy was really on a roll now, she was taking the chance to make her triumph over her rival complete by leaving her nothing but a sloppy mess on the floor, bring that snooty bitch down a peg or two. She loved the rush of finally breaking free from being such a quiet, sensitive type. She selected two toffee cream pies, and spun around, only to be greeted by the sight of a very pissed-off looking and gunge-coated Karen standing in front of her, hands on hips, her formerly blonde hair matted with blue gunge and cream, also coating her whole body. Karen had to admit, she didn't think Lucy had it in her to launch such an impressive assault on her, but now it was payback time.

"Right, you bitch" said Karen "let's see how you like losing clothing", and with that she grabbed the front of Lucy's red tank top with both hands and pulled down and apart. With a rip, Lucy's tank top ripped down the middle, leaving her custard coated chest exposed, wobbling gently as Lucy gasped in shock. Karen then pulled the remains of the garment off of her torso. Lucy wasn't used to showing her body off, and was especially shy about her chest, but with her hands occupied holding two pies, she couldn't cover herself. Karen had her own ideas however, quickly and firmly holding Lucy's hands, and before Lucy could react or protest, she pushed the pies up into Lucy's own breasts. Cream splattered up Lucy's neck and down her tummy, and Lucy's mouth formed a large O of surprise as Karen; keeping hold of Lucy's hands guided them to rub them over her own tits. Lucy could only gasp more heavily at the feel of the cold but fluffy cream, and rich, sticky toffee sauce enveloping her large breasts and rapidly stiffening nipples, as Karen spread it around.

Lucy could only breathe and try to take in what was going on this experience was a total sensory overload for her, with custard and cream covering her now naked chest, gently enveloping her breasts in a fluffy embrace, cream and assorted filling covering her face, clogging her ears, and matting her hair together. So she could do nothing but gasp again as Karen retrieved a custard cream pie, walked up to Lucy, and taunting with "Well, you've seen mine, let's have a look at your underwear then", lifted her skirt, revealing a silky red thong. Karen mockingly admired her underwear for a second, before slamming the pie into Lucy's crotch, drawing a low moan from Lucy - and massaging it into the front of her thong and her thighs. The rich gunge covering her body did rub against her bare skin in a few choice places, and felt like a thousand slimy tongues gently licking, caressing, teasing her skin. Lucy's breathing got heavier still and she closed her eyes, now not being able to help showing some enjoyment of the sensation of the goop all over her body. Karen noticed Lucy's eyes fluttering shut, flushed complexion and short breaths, realising this signified her enjoyment, and said "This is turning you on, isn't it?! You dirty girl!" Lucy blushed deeper, and Karen massaged the front of her underwear a bit harder, enjoying Lucy's humiliation at her hands. Karen took advantage of Lucy's befuddled state to remove her skirt and strip her down to just her thong, to really add to the embarrassment.

As Karen dropped the tin, Lucy steeled herself again, moved forwards to Karen, now feeling bolder still, she just wasn't sure how far she could push this new attitude, but wanted to find out. She pulled Karen towards the table by the arm with a jerk, before Karen could run away. She then with one hand grabbed a jug of custard from the table, and with the other pulled out the waistband of Karen's panties. "Now, I think you should see what it feels like!" Karen's eyes bulged and she groaned as Lucy began to rapidly empty the jug of custard into Karen's underwear. The flow of gunge next to Karen's most intimate area was unlike anything Karen had experienced before, and she had to admit, it was quite a sexy sensation as the slimy flow of the goo nuzzled her private parts. Lucy continued to pour, as the custard filled Karen's knickers, coating her tummy as it spilled over the top of the underwear, and also coating her legs as it flowed through the leg holes. After half the jug was empty, Lucy took Karen's shoulder and turned her around, Karen barely able resist as it was her turn to start feeling these powerful sensations of the slime touching her unprotected skin. Lucy then pulled out the back of her knickers in turn, and pouring in the custard afresh, coated her bare bum with custard, eliciting another moan from Karen. Lucy discarded the jug of custard, but then thought Karen was still overdressed. "Well, honey, if we're getting our tits out!" she quipped, and with that Lucy unclipped Karen's bra and pulled it off. Karen gasped and covered her breasts with her hands as Lucy turned her around again. Retrieving another of her pies, Lucy splattered this one into the crotch of Karen's knickers, causing a loud moan to escape Karen's lips as the custard in her panties exploded into her most intimate places, mixing with the cream from the pie outside her panties. Karen's hands flew from her chest at the shock of this, and Lucy capitalised, and pied Karen's full breasts with two large chocolate cream pies. Karen's eyes widened as her bare breasts were engulfed by the cream and rich chocolate, and she could only let out a small gasp in protest as Lucy made sure every inch of flesh comprising Karen chest was given equal attention by the dessert.

Lucy, now pushing far beyond what she would have expected she would be capable of; but getting a thrill from what she was doing - grabbed the waistband of Karen's knickers, and yanked them to the floor. Karen gasped in surprise, now completely naked. Lucy set up a large Black Forest gateau on the very chair which Lucy had sat on. Lucy realised there would be a certain poetic justice in bringing this back to what started the entire dispute, so holding her arm and shoulder, she manoeuvred Karen round in front of the chair, then placed her hands on Karen's shoulders, saying "Now you'll feel what it's like to sit on one of these!" and pushed her backwards, onto the chair. Karen sat her unprotected bottom half right down into it, the pureed cherries and cream shooting right up her pussy and the crack of her bum, Karen let out a moan in surprise, that had to be one of the most intense experiences she'd ever had, and it felt good to her. But it still wasn't over yet. Lucy quickly appeared with one of the buckets of pink gunge and, again taking a moment to enjoy her rival's filthy state, taunted her by saying "You know what, I think pink just might be your colour sweetie", and poured the bucket over Karen's head, as Karen just sat there, in the gateau, her hands on her thighs as the sticky pink goo covered her formerly blonde hair, then ran down over her voluptuous breasts, over her curve of her tummy and over her bare pussy, but also down her bare back, sending a shiver up her spine, as it made its way down to her bare bum. As the bucket emptied, Lucy put it down, and just stood to take in what she'd done to Karen. The only sound audible was the slow "plop, plop" of gunge running onto the floor, and the breathing of the two ladies. After a pause to take in the aftermath of what had just happened, Karen blew an air bubble through the gunge on her face, then reached up and cleared her eyes. She turned and looked at Lucy, Lucy just looked back, now feeling a little bit nervous, although it had been fun to go so wild, she suddenly was struck with the distinct possibility it would have been too far. I mean, thought Lucy, I stripped her naked and hit her God knows where with all these pies Lucy had this thought interrupted by Karen, even though Karen didn't actually say anything. Karen had been looked at Lucy while these thought ran through Lucy's head, but then, she smiled. Lucy noticed this, and realising this was a good sign - smiled back. She stepped over to the chair, and took Karen's hand, helped her up out of the chair, and the gateau. Karen said "Look Lucy, I'm sorry I was so mean to you; there wasn't any need for me to be such a bitch". Lucy said "And I'm sorry too, for making such a mess here, let's just call it a truce, we can get along, right?"

The two of them surveyed the state of the hall. A large portion of the carpet and the walls were ruined with splattered cream and various fillings from the fallout of their pie fight. Looking, they'd already used up most of their desserts, not for selling but on each other. Lucy giggled to herself, running her hand through her hair, saying "You know, I know it sounds silly, but getting this filthy has actually been quite good fun". Karen looked at her and smiled "Yeah, it's kind of naughty, in a good way". The two of them then looked at each other and Karen blushed and said "Well, as we've started, and we're gonna have to clean up anyway, why not carry on?" Lucy thought for a moment, then just smiled back at her, bit her lip, and nodded shyly.

Karen stepped to Lucy, and ripped Lucy's silky red thong to the floor. Lucy no longer tried to resist, instead allowing Karen to mess her up any way she saw fit, knowing her turn would come in short order. Karen then grabbed two pies, and she simultaneously splattered one into Lucy's pussy and the other into her bum, Lucy let out a sexy moan, closing her eyes at the feel of the heavenly goo over her pussy and bum. Karen then took a pie for herself and handed Lucy a pie, and the two girls looked each other in the eye, and then simultaneously pied each other's faces, rubbing the cream well in. They dropped the tins and used their hands to rub the cream in gently, before Karen grabbed Lucy and hugged her. The girls' bare feet slipped in the mess, and the two girls then tumbled to the floor, laughing, and started to playfully wrestle, as their hands rubbed the cream and other mess into each others' hair, face, breasts, and all their hard-to reach places. They were a thrashing, giggling mass of limbs writhing on the floor, slipping and sliding over each other, their rivalry forgotten completely now. Karen gave Lucy's bottom a playful spank, and Lucy let out a yelp and a laugh, only to respond by scooping up some of the cream on the floor and wiping it in Karen's face, then down over her breasts. The two slimy girls were so engrossed in their wrestling match they didn't hear the hall door open.

"What on Earth is going on!?" came a cry from the door. The two ladies stopped their wrestling on the floor and looked up, to see a well-dressed man with a clipboard approaching. It was Simon, the fete organiser, dressed in a pair of black trousers, a pale blue shirt and tie. He'd been planning the fete for about a month, and it was his idea to run a cake stall. To be honest, he'd always kind of fancied Karen, more for her body than her slightly snooty attitude; but once Lucy had turned up in Woodrow he'd been knocked for six by this beautiful girl. He thought if he could get the two together to bake they'd make a fortune, what with two such talented cooks selling their wares plus he'd get a chance to work closely with both of them and chat them up in the process of organising it all. But never in a million years did he expect to see what he now saw. His mouth hung open as he approached, at the sight of these two beautiful girls stark naked and covered in slime, the pies they were supposed to be selling coating them completely. He didn't know where to look - Simon suddenly got very embarrassed about these two girls naked in front of him, if he looked at them they might think he was a pervert! Yet at the same time he did want to find out if they were alright, and what the hell had happened here, the fete was due to start in 30 minutes! Karen stood up, and helped Lucy to her feet as Simon approached, he still in this quandary.

Both girls could see that Simon was mortally embarrassed at the two of them being naked, and so in each other's company decided to be brazen about it, it was funny seeing how embarrassed he seemed at just the sight of some female flesh! Simon came closer, trying to avert his eyes from these two messy beauties, despite the overwhelming desire to ogle their creamy flesh mercilessly. He also now had to try extremely hard to disguise a very pronounced stirring in the trouser department as well, making his walk seem rather ridiculous, and forcing him to hold the clipboard in such a way as to hide his crotch. He approached nearer, still trying to look away, as the two ladies stood up, hands on hips. "What's happened here?" asked Simon, embarrassed, casting his glance all around the room, anywhere but at Lucy and Karen, while the ladies weren't really fazed in the slightest, too lost in the moment to care who saw them, and also enjoying how embarrassed Simon was getting at the fact they were naked. "Look at all this mess!" continued Simon "we can't sell this lot now! How will the village society ever make money at this point?" As he was saying this, the two girls had spotted a small cache of unused pies and other goodies. They looked at one another, and without a word, nodded. Karen walked over to the door, shut it, and bolted it. She returned back to where she was standing, and then the two girls bent down each to pick up two pies. Simon continued to complain about the lost funds, until eventually embarrassment overtook him, and he began to just mumble to himself, tailing off awkwardly. At this point, the girls stepped towards him, and Simon stared at the floor.

They stopped in front of him, and Lucy grinned, and said "Simon look at me". Simon mumbled something and blushed, not moving his eyes from the floor, clutching the clipboard closer to him. Karen said more pointedly "Simon. Look at us". Simon slowly looked upwards, and was greeted with the sight of two beautiful nude ladies looking at him, their bodies slathered with cream and other sweet gunge, and their pretty eyes sparkling with mischief. Simon said "So, there are still some pies left?" Karen and Lucy didn't say a word, but just smiled slightly and nodded. They hefted the two pies meaningfully. Simon cleared his throat nervously, and said "So, what shall we do with the ones left?" The two girls grinned broadly, looked at each other, and Karen said "I don't know Lucy, what do you think we should do with the remaining pies?" Lucy said "I don't know, maybe." Then she turned, and looked right into Simon's eyes "we should do THIS" (SPLAT), as she pushed one pie right into Simon's face, cream splattering all over his shirt. With her free hand Lucy then undid Simon's trousers, and they fell to the floor, leaving a very noticeable bulge in his pants, which he quickly tried to cover again with the clipboard. Karen splattered one of her pies over the top of Simon's head, covering his hair in cream and custard with more running down his face.

Karen grabbed Simon's tie, pulling his face close to hers, and ran her tongue up his cheek, licking some of the custard off of him, getting Simon harder still, as he let out a soft nervous whimper. "Mmmm, damn, I'm a good cook" she whispered seductively, then added "Lucy, could you do the honours please" Lucy looked at the clipboard covering Simon's modesty, and instantly knew what Karen meant. She grabbed it and threw it aside, Simon blushing further, then he gasped sharply as Karen splatted her pie into the front of Simon's pants. As she rubbed it around, getting a good feel of the bulge in his pants, Lucy undid his tie, and threw it to the floor, before unbuttoning his shirt slowly, teasingly. Simon's breathing had become heavier, he couldn't believe this, he'd come out to check how things were going with preparations for the fete, and next thing he knew he was being stripped and gunged by two of the ladies he'd had his eye on for the longest time. He didn't have too long to wonder though, as Lucy splattered a cool chocolate cream pie onto his chest, and began to rub it around with her soft, feminine hands, her pretty painted nails massaging the cool cream over him. While Lucy was doing this Karen had grabbed another couple of pies, and then pied Simon again in the face. While he was blinded, he felt his pants being pulled down, and then he let out an ecstatic moan as he felt a creamy pie being pushed right into his cock and rubbed around, leaving his whole crotch area covered in cream. He cleared his eyes, only to feel each of the ladies take an arm. They turned him around, as he said "Where are we going?" The ladies led him by the arm towards the gunge tank. "Wait!" Simon half giggled, the girls infectious sense of fun and wild abandon being picked up by him "What are you doing? That's going to be used to raise more money for the society" He tried to resist, but felt the girls gently lead him on towards the tank. "Well" said Karen "*we're* going in either way, going to join us?" Simon sighed, yet grinned resignedly, he gave himself over and let them do as they pleased to him. In fact, as they reached it, he opened the tank door and, like a gentleman, held it for the two ladies to step inside first, still naked as the day they were born, as he said "I'd love to"

Simon took a seat on the stool; Karen took his arm, and leant in, her head nuzzling on his shoulder. Lucy stood the other side of Simon and reached over the door, outside the tank to the chain that would release the contents onto them and paused. The three of them looked up at the huge tank of luminous green gunge suspended above them, and inhaled. "Ready?" said Lucy softly after a small pause. The other two only nodded silently in agreement. Karen leant in and kissed Simon deeply, as Lucy yanked the chain down. The three of them groaned in excitement as the gunge fell and hit them, and started to flow all over their naked bodies, between Karen and Simon's faces as they kissed. Lucy leaned in close, pressing her body against Simon to make sure she was well gunged as well, gently rubbing his back and rubbing the gunge all over him. As the gallons of thick gunge flowed over them, reaching absolutely everywhere, Karen broke the kiss and stood in front of Simon facing him, and she ran her hands down Simon's body, crouching down until her head was level with his crotch. Lucy then leaned in to share a sloppy kiss with Simon, then pulled Simon's head to her chest, and he began to lick at the mess around her nipples, getting a moan of ecstasy from Lucy. Simon began to suck and lick on Lucy's breasts, and Karen took Simon's manhood into her mouth as the green gunge continued to rain down, Simon thought, in between gasps of pure pleasure
"How the hell am I going to explain *this* to the committee?"