Kym sat on her bed, excitedly looking at her laptop in her new flat. She had found a time when all of her friends were available and had even managed to get her mum and sister to come. Her sister, Abi, was very eager to come having missed out on her hen holiday because she was too young to go. She had heard snippets of stories and it all sounded so amazingly epic. Little did she know just how much fun the ladies had! Kym checked her reservations, the flights were booked, first class, the lounge at the airport and a fabulous suite on the strip. She paid off the full amount from her old joint bank account. Still more than enough spending money left, she mused.

The months dragged. Summer seemed so far away. Every time she met with the girls they discussed Vegas, what to do, where to go. Everyone was so excited and Kym, knowing that it was her treat, felt even more excited and happy that she was able to orchestrate this for them. And when the holiday came, she was enjoying every minute of it. That was until the third day.

When Elise walked out of her room holding her old wedding dress, her heart sank. Kym had not thought about the wedding or her ex for so long now and the dress brought back so many bitter-sweet memories. Today, they had had such a good day and everyone was in high spirits, she tried not to let her sad emotions get the better of her nor did she let anyone know how she felt. She smiled at Elise.

'Will you put this on for one more time?' Elise's sweet, soft French accent wasn't pleading, but lightly encouraging Kym.

Kym thought to herself. Elise obviously had a plan, she just hoped it didn't result in another wedding. And in Vegas it would have probably involved Elvis and a midget or something equally as ridiculous.

'Erm. I'm not sure.' Kym knew there was no backing out especially as Elise had carted the dress all the way over from the UK. 'I don't want to, but do I have a choice?' Kym knew the answer to her question.

She tried to see if she could get out of wearing the dress, but Chloe and Elise were instant. She gave up arguing. 'No. But fuck it. We're in Vegas! 'It is a beautiful dress! What do you have in store? I hope it still fits. And girls, I'm not marrying anyone today. Is that clear!' she threw caution to the wind and decided that it didn't matter what she was going to wear, she was going to enjoy the holiday. Then she couldn't stop laughing at Elise's set up, not only was she getting dressed up in her wedding outfit, her bridesmaids and mum were getting changed in their old wedding outfits too; her mum even wearing that ridiculous hat that everyone mocked when they looked over the wedding photos. Like a UFO being chased by Mulder and Scully.

She joined Elise in her bedroom and with the mum, Sophie and Chloe, she took off her bath robe and changed into a white silk thong, a suspender belt and white stockings which Elise had packed with her dress, she couldn't be sure if it was they were the same items she wore on her actual wedding day, but if they weren't they were identical. With her underwear on, she stepped into the dress and allowed Elise and Celia to pull it up her body. She breathed a sigh of relief that the dress still fit her. She thought about the last few months of going to the gym to be 'beach ready' and smiled. Her well-proportioned, bare boobs were satisfyingly encased within the strapless dress. Chloe and Elise had set about the task of tying her back up. She could feel their soft hands on the naked flesh of her back and shoulder sending waves of excitement and pleasure through her body. There was something about wearing the dress that made her feel incredibly sexy. The ladies then set about fixing her hair and touching up her makeup to make her look perfect for a wedding.

Finally, when Kym was ready, Elise placed Kym's white Dolce and Gabbana slip on heels in front of her. 'Ready?' she asked.

'Ready!' Kym replied, lifting her dress lightly and pushing her stocking clad feet into the heels.

The girls and Celia had taken it in turns to get Kym ready whilst also disappearing into their rooms to get changed themselves. As Kym walked out of her room, dressed once again in her wedding dress, the bridesmaids and mother of the bride stood in the lounge waiting. Kym's long dark hair loose around her bare shoulders, styled perfectly under her simple white veil. The dress hugging her slender body and the exposed smooth skin of her chest glowing with health, her breasts neatly and tastefully tucked away in her strapless dress.

'You look beautiful!' Celia was the first to respond.

'So do you, mum!' Kym replied, smiling. 'Except for that hat!' the girls burst out laughing and Celia tried to defend her hat once again as she adjusted it around her head on her straightened, dark red hair.

'Come on, we've got a limo waiting and a table is booked at a place nearby.' Elise said as she and Chloe started ushering everyone out of the apartment down to the street.

Kym was the centre of attention as they walked through the hotel and towards the limo. She smiled meekly and didn't dare argue with anyone wishing her luck and telling her how happy she looked to be getting married and how lucky her future husband was. She nodded and waved until they were all safely in the limo.

Elise poured out more champagne. Kym gratefully received her glass and quickly drained it. 'I needed that! Bloody hell, Elise. I can't believe what you've done! All those people!'

The girls laughed and Elise responded in her soft French accent. 'What I 'ave done? You mean what I am doing? The night is nowhere near over!' The girls laughed, not knowing what Elise had in store for them.

Kym's glass was quickly topped up and she took another sip. She was strangely silent throughout the journey as the girls and her mum laughed and joked about the trip so far, there were a few mentions of the Spain trip and that tonight was going to eclipse the events of that week.

Kym had barely finished her second glass of champagne when the limo came to a halt outside a flashy joint on the strip, a large neon sight illuminated the dark black limo. 'The Sugar Factory?' Kym asked, looking up at the large sign.

'Darling, the desserts here are to die for!' Chloe grinned.

The chauffeur exited the limo and walked around, opening the door for the ladies. The bridesmaids came out first, followed by Celia. Finally, Kym put her champagne flute down and shuffled herself in her awkward dress towards the limo door. She was helped out by Celia and Elise. She stood up and looked at the large sign above her. The chauffeur helped scoop her long dress from out of the limo, he touched his cap, grinned and closed the door. 'You ladies be havin' a good night now!' he chuckled.

Kym didn't know what to make of the chauffeur or his comments. She smiled and thanked him.

Kym followed her bridesmaids as they walked into the Sugar Factory. She looked around, it was filled with diners eating the most amazing cakes and puddings she had ever seen. Inside it was bright and clean with an unmistakable sweet smell that seemed to be wafting through the air vents as if it was being pumped into the room to make the diners want to purchase and devour more sweet confectionaries than their waistlines would let them.

Elise spoke to the mare d silently with the mare d smiling and nodding in agreement to everything that Elise was telling him. Finally he spoke. He was addressing the group, but he directed his speech to Kym. 'Welcome to The Sugar Factory!' He spoke in a soft French accent not dissimilar to Elise's, but deeper and silkier. 'Ze perpetration have been made for your visit, madam, please come and step through to The Sugar and Spice Lounge.' His pronunciations of the word 'The' were perfect when he spoke about 'The' establishment and it's rooms, speaking slowing and emphatically, but his accent become more profound as he spoke quickly about other matters. 'I am trusting that everything will be to ze ladieez liking, yes?'

The mare d took them to the rear of the diner to a room labelled 'The Sugar and Spice Lounge'.

'Have fun!' he grinned 'And do let me know if you gals are wanting anything in ze addition!' he smiled and held the door open, his American twang coming through as he said the word 'gals'. Elise and Chloe walked in first, followed by the bridesmaids and Celia. Kym took a deep breath and squeezed her big dress through the door. It was only at this point that she realised something strange had just happened. Nobody batted an eyelid at a bride and her bridesmaid entourage entering this place. Nobody congratulated her. Nobody even mentioned that she was in a huge white wedding dress. Still a little bit perplexed, she surveyed the room. In front of her was a chair in a relatively large room that looked strangely empty. The chair was more like an ornate throne, large and elaborate, but strangely made out of vinyl that looked like wood from a distance.

'Ma cherie, please take your seat at ze centre, after all, today is your day. You are ze centre of attention.' Elise beckoned Kym towards the chair.

Elise and Chloe stood behind the throne and continued to encourage Kym to take a seat. Still she had no idea what was happening. She shuffled across the floor in her dress, holding the sides up to try and minimise the drag along the floor that made the dress feel ten times heavier. She finally reached the chair, all the time looking round as to get some sort of clue as to what was going to happen. But the room looked so non-descript. She still had no idea as she plonked herself on the throne.

'Ladeez,' Chloe said with a slight chuckle in her voice. 'Today is a special occasion. It will be the last time Kym wears this dress.'

Elise took up the narration, 'so we thought it best to give it a good send off.'

Chloe continued, still stifling her giggles. 'But we know you've been watching what you eat so that you would look perfect on zis 'oliday. So we thought'

Elise was back narrating. 'We thought we should spoil you with some lovely desserts!'

Kym looked round at the grinning sisters. 'And this is the best place in Vegas, is it?'

The sisters laughed. Chloe spoke. 'We 'ope so. I hear that it is especially delicious when'

Elise butted in. 'Let her find out for 'erself, Chloe.' Elise raised her voice. 'Gentlemen, can dessert please be served?'

From the far end of the room two door opened from opposite corners and two handsome men, dressed in smart black tuxedos walked out pushing large, wheeled dessert trollies laden with a variety of different jugs, cakes, gateaux and other puddings.

'Isn't that' Sophie started.

'It can't be' muttered Kirsty back to Sophie.

But it was unmistakably Paul when he spoke, gently rubbing his goatee and correcting his glasses on his nose in his usual measured fashion as he welcomed the wedding party. 'Good evening ladies! It's such a pleasure to be here to help you celebrate in such a fantastic venue and such a fantastic way!'

'Oh my god. Paul?' Kym looked shocked at the tuxedo wearing trolley bearer.

'In the flesh.' Paul nodded and smiled, adjusting his glasses on his face.

'And Tom? I didn't recognise you with' Kym looked even more confused.

'My tux on?' Tom laughed. 'It's lovely to see you, Kym. Can I say just how lovely you look this evening? You all do!'

'And dessert' Kym started, the penny was dropping. And dropping rapidly. She had heard about Chloe and Elise's antics in the bakery with Paul, ending up with the three of them rolling around naked, covered in cream and other sweet slop in the throes of passion on the bakery floor. And Paul and Tom's setting up of Hannah Grant, Lauren Violet and Elise at school. And she heard about some tomfoolery between Tom and Hannah's daughters involving the trio partly clothed and covered in a large helping of gunge and a large helping of promiscuity also involved. And goodness knows what else that she hadn't even heard about. Everything they did ended up with someone covered in mess. And here she was, sat in a throne, with Paul and Tom strolling in with trolley laden with cakes. It didn't take long for Kym to now actually comprehend what was going on and what Elise meant about giving her dress a final send off.

'That's all for me, isn't it?' Kym looked over her shoulder at Chloe and Elise. Both of the sisters had childish mischievous looks on their faces.

Elise walked around the throne towards Tom's trolley. She picked up a dark chocolate gateaux. Kym watched intently as she dragged her perfectly manicured index finger over the top, then licking her finger clean, she passed it to Chloe. 'It tastes so delicious!' she laughed and picked up another pie. This one covered in white cream. 'But they seem too good to eat'

'You're not going to do what I think you're going' Kym was cut off as the two mischievous sisters stood at Kym's sides. They both simultaneously silence the bride by slapping the pies into the sides of Kym's face, rubbing them around so that her head was covered one half in dark brown chocolate, the other in white cream.

Kym's sight and hearing were completely blocked. She knew deep down what was about to happen, but she tried to block it out as if it wasn't going to happen. Her hands on her lap, she took the pie sandwich (not that she knew that was what she had just received) sitting frozen on the throne, her mouth open in shock and trying not to shiver as the cold sloppy pie dripped onto her exposed bare shoulders. She couldn't believe she had been set up like this. She lifted her hands and wiped her eyes, blinking, knowing that her perfect makeup was now ruined.

Kym heard muffled laughing. 'She looks like Harvey two-face Dent!' a male voice laughed. Kym groaned internally. Already her thoughts were starting to spin around getting her own back on her tormentors in the messiest fashion possible.

Just as her eyes were focusing, clear from pie, she was about to try to free her ear holes from goo when a fresh pie was smashed into her face. She just caught a glimpse of the person who pushed the pie in her face before her vision was once again obscured by creamy goo. It was her own mother! She couldn't believe her own mother would do this this to her. And with a huge smile on her face!

Paul passed Celia a large gooey cream cake. He motioned at her in encouragement to join in with Elise and Chloe after Kym received the first pieing. At first, she wasn't sure whether to do it or not. But it didn't take long for her daughter's face to be plastered with more creamy goo from her own mother's hand. Celia wasn't the only one pieing her daughter either, which made her feel a bit better.

With Kym blinded by pie once more, it was Abi, Kym's younger sister's turn to inflict punishment on her poor big sister. And she did just that with great zest! Kym felt another pie being pushed into her face and then lifted up on top of her head. She felt it dislodge her veil and smear her perfectly styled dark hair. Kym let out a little squeal as she realised they were all ganging up on her.

There seemed to be a lull in the pieing and Kym lifted her hands to her head once more, scraping the pie from her eyes and face and flicking it on the floor to her sides.

'Do you need a hand washing that off?' Kym looked to her left to see Kirsty grinning at her, a jug in her hands.

'Oh no!' Kym braced herself as Kirsty lifted the jug above her head and out of her view. She hunched her bare shoulders and prepared herself for the inevitable. Kym had no idea what it was until it started trickling down her face and dripping into her lap. The sweet smell of vanilla filled her nostrils as her head was slowly coated in bright yellow pudding. It did wash off some of the pie but turned her lovely dark silky hair into a blonde mess. She lifted her hands and wiped her face, flicking her hair back and side to side as she shook her head. It had the effect she was hoping for.

Kirsty squealed as the custard splattered the front of her dress. 'Oh my god! I can't believe you've just got me!'

'Got you?' Kym laughed looking down at her mess lap where goo had congregated on her once white wedding dress.

'Chloe. Get her for me, please!' Kirsty laughed, trying to wipe the custard from her dress.

'With pleasure!' Chloe laughed. She was standing behind Kym with a jug of chocolate.

Sophie walked in front of Kym and showed her the contents of her jug. Kym looked inside at the dark, runny goo. 'We promised you that you'll never want to wear this dress again.' She smiled at Kym and leant forward pulling the wedding dress from her chest.

Kym suddenly felt a little bit vulnerable. She too looked down at her large chest. The smooth skin of her tits completely clean and her nipples standing on end. Due to the cold custard shower, she thought. She made eye contact with Sophie, who smiled at her and started pouring the rich dark chocolate over her bare tits and down her cleavage. Kym bit her lip involuntarily as the warm pudding covered her soft skin and gently caressed her sensitive boobs, flowing down her toned tummy to her white thong. The inside of her heavy, expensive dress soaked up the pudding, causing the fabric the sloppily stick to her bare skin. She looked down. The thick material seemed to be holding all the slop in, it didn't seem to be seeping through the material. But she could feel it did make the dress so much heavier.

With the jug empty, Elise took Sophie's place in front of her. Kym then felt the warm sticky pudding hit the back of her neck and start flowing down her bare spine and flow inside her dress. She looked over her shoulder to see Chloe smiling and pouring the pudding from a jug over her shoulder blades. The warm sensation of chocolate made Kym inadvertently gasp in pleasure. She closed her eyes then felt Elise lift the front of her heavy dress. Her eyes quickly opened and she scanned around the room, embarrassed that her thong was now on view and her mum and sister were in the room. But she couldn't see Abi nor Celia.

Kym's thong was sticky with chocolate pudding which had dribbled over her tits and tummy and made a stream over the front centre of her white thong before dripping from the throne to the floor.

'Zees are coming off!' Chloe announced. She took hold of Kym's thong and before Kym could say anything, she had tugged them down her thighs revealing her neatly trimmed bush and pussy. Kym looked at Chloe with look of trepidation on her face. Kym had no idea what Chloe had in store for her. She would have been afraid had her friendship with Chloe not been so close. Kym's thoughts spiralled once more from wanting to get Chloe back and messing her up in revenge to excitement for what Chloe and Elise might do to her.

With the thong off, Elise took Chloe's place in front of Kym. Chloe move to Kym's side, still holding Kym's wedding dress up revealing her naked private parts. Elise smiled, a pie in her hand. 'I'm sure you know where zis is going!' Elise winked at Kym. Kym braced herself and inhaled sharply as the cold sticky pie was shoved directly into her bare pussy. Elise turned and twisted her hand making the pie disintegrate against her bare pussy, her fingers swiftly and nimbly running up her slit and teasing her clip. Elise's pie covered hand smeared to cold goo over Kym's private parts matting her hair and dripping goo onto the floor at her feet. Kym took a sharp intake of breath as her pussy was gently played with by Elise. Elise turned around, Kym noticed that her back was strangely sticky, with yellow pudding dripping from the hem of her pink bridesmaid's dress and trickling down the back of her toned calves to her heels. She didn't know why and when that happened, but with everyone's attention on her, she knew something else was going on. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Elise selecting another pie and passed it to Sophie.

Kym braced herself once more as Sophie, more a smear than a smash, almost lovingly pied her bare pussy. Kym moaned with pleasure and closed her eyes, a part of her disappointed that it wasn't Elise and her roving fingers.

'This isn't fair!' Kym eventually said, still breathing heavily. Chloe had dropped her dress and Kym resorted to gently squirming on her throne, making the sticky cake slide and slither around her sensitive parts. 'I'm going to get you for this!' she warned through stifled giggles, her composure still to come back to her.

'Oh, there'll be time for that, Kym!' Elise laughed. Sophie and Kirsty looked at each other in shock. 'But until then, these are for you!'

Kym didn't move as she anticipated another barrage of gooey pies coming at her. And she wasn't wrong. One by one, the bridesmaids selected pies and splattered them into Kym's face, chest and head until her entire top half was unrecognisable and covered in slop. As Kym took each pie, Elise's words were playing over and over in her head. 'There'll be time for that, Kym.' And Kym couldn't wait!

Kym lifted her hand and wiped the goo from her face once again. She looked at her grinning bridesmaids. They were clearly enjoying messing her up too much. She squirmed on her throne a little bit more. The cold goo around her private parts was warming up and gliding intrusively, but pleasantly around her bits. She looked around and noticed that Paul and Tom were back in the room, but she still couldn't see her mum or sister. She breathed a small sigh of relief that her mum didn't have to witness what the girls just did to her.

Paul started speaking. At first Kym wasn't sure what was happening, she strained her attention from the lovely gooey mess caressing her pussy to what Paul was saying.