Ira is in a Moscow Park wearing a red long sleeved, snug bright red top, a black leather mini skirt and some knee high black leather boots but more important she is in a really good mood. It has been a great couple of days on the practical pranks front with my friends. So much so Ira has decided to sit on a park bench and record a video for social media to record her success.

Ira finds a bench in a quiet part of the park opposite a tree where she places her phone on a branch. Ira starts the video function and live blogging connection and steps back over to the bench and sits down.

"Hello!! I just need to record how good a few days I have had!" Gushes Ira. "My great run of successful pranks started in the office where I knew Yana was going to be sorting out the stationary cupboard so I managed to get a bucket of custard balanced on the door to the cupboard and sure enough when she went in the bucket went right over her head, plastering her head and nearly her entire blue sweater dress! So much fun!"

"Then, also in the office, on the same day, I managed to sneak a large cream cake onto Natalia's chair! She was wearing a navy blue pencil skirt and it got very messy when she sat in that cake! So funny, the whole office liked that one!"

"And then that evening I was at Arina's birthday party, Arina is my language teacher, and I had hired a pie-o-gram for her! So Arina is there in her very simple black sheath dress and the pie-o-gram pair turn up with two trays of cream pies! They let Arina have the first pie in the face and then passed round the rest of the pies to the party guests! Ariana got at least two more pies in her face, a pie hat, both boobs pied and then bent over and three more pies on her bottom I think! Just amazing!"

While Ira is enthusiastically recounting this Mira appears from the trees behind the bench. What Ira had forgotten was that Mira lived very close to the park. So Mira had seen Ira going into the park and had been able to make a plan! Part of that plan is why she is carrying a bucket!

"And then yesterday back in the office I was able to sneak up behind Mira who was wearing a very smart blue satin blouse and give her a pie sandwich with two huge custard pies! Messing up Mira's great hair is just so good!"

Mira has managed to get right up behind Ira on the bench without Ira noticing!

"That was very sneaky of you Ira with those pies! My hair, face and blouse were a real mess."

Ira turns to look in surprise and then alarm at Mira with her large bucket.

"Yes Ira it is finally time for you to get some mess!" Says Mira.

Ira seems shocked to silence and turns toward her own phone realising she is actually about to film and broadcast her own humiliation!

"Let's see how this looks on you," comments Mira with a smirk.

Mira starts to empty the bucket over Ira's head. Ira's blonde hair is swamped in the green gloop and twins streams run down her front over both boobs soaking her red top and matching red bra beneath. The slime continues over her stomach and starts to pool in her lap.

"Oh I think it's thicker at the bottom of the bucket Ira!!" Comments Mira and indeed the gunk landing on Ira head is considerably thicker, giving her whole upper body a thick lumpy coverage while the thinner gloop starts to run off her lap and down her legs.

Ira is paralysed by this humiliating turn of events, sitting as the gloop slides down her body, front and back. Mira is able to retrieve three hastily purchased cream pies from her previous hiding place.

"These are lovely pies Ira! They are really fresh with a nice chocolate syrup centre!"

"No. No. Not pies as well" splutters Ira.

"Oh for sure pies as well Ira!!" Laughs Mira. Mira lets Ira have the first pie in the face. Mira laughs as she picks up the second pie and lets Ira have that one as well.

"Such fun Ira!" cries Mira. "We must do this more often!!"

And with that Mira lets Ira have the last pie in the face! Chocolate streaked creamy mess is all over Ira's head and boobs by now.

"Well" sighs Mira, slightly wishing she had bought more mess with her "I guess that is it. Enjoy your walk home Ira!" And with that the beaming Mira walks off back toward her home.

Ira is left on the bench, dripping green slime as the pie mess slowly slides down her front.