Short Story as requested by another user. Hope you all enjoy!

Becky stepped off the bus. She'd made it. Infront of her stood a wide gate, behind it, the facade of a castle, painted in bright colours. It reminded her of a psychadelic disneyland. A big sign adorned the gate "welcome to splat castle!". This was definitely the place. She crept up to the gate, looking out for some sign of life inside. Did she have the right time? She pulled the crumpled letter out of her pocket.

"Dear Becky

Sorry to hear you'll be spending your birthday alone, it's always a bore. Fear not however, as I have a present to cheer you up! My uncle's theme park is due to open in a month, and apparently the staff are going to be carrying out a test run all next week! I thought maybe, you could go along on your birthday, in place of a party. I told them to expect you, so just turn up anytime in the morning if you want to visit. Hope you enjoy! "

Becky began to wonder who was doing who the favour. Her friend had pulled a few pranks on her before, and had been pretty quiet about what the theme park actually was when she'd questioned him several months ago. Maybe this was all an elaborate joke, and there was no free, early access, all paid for, entrance? Just as she was starting to get suspicious, the gate creaked open. A smiling girl in a polo shirt with the parks logo emblazoned on it stood behind it.

"Hey, you must be Becky? We heard you were coming"

"Thats me" Becky said with relief.

"Hopefully you'll have a fun time, everything is just about in working order..." The girl smirked and Becky let out a nervous chuckle.

"I'm sure it'll be fun, I really appreciate you opening early for me."

"Oh not at all, besides we needed a... test subject... for the rides."
The way the girl said 'test subject' sent a shiver down Becky's spine, something didn't seem right, but all the same, she followed her across a small courtyard and up to the main gate. Becky got a better look at the 'castle' now. It was an obvious plaster and resin front to a much larger building behind, most likely containing all of the rides. It looked like one of the rollercoasters even came outside, with tracks running over the balcony in front of the castle. This should be fun!

"The main gate's not working yet, lets go in this way." The girl said. She opened a small fire door off to the side and they stepped inside.

A large mockup of a grand staricase awaited them, with doors leading off in all different directions, both upstairs and downstairs.

"Whoa, this is pretty big" said Becky. It struck her how clean and fresh everything looked, of course, not being opened yet.

"Yep, its pretty impressive" said the girl. "Now..." she reached behind a reception desk and pulled out a colourful package. "This looks about your size, the changing rooms are just through there, i'd reccomend taking everything off, its not very revealing."

Becky just stood there with a puzzled look.
"You want me to get changed into... this?" She turned the multicoloured fabric over in her hands inquisitively.

"Didn't your friend tell you what this place is? Ah, don't worry, it'll be fine! Just get changed and come back here, then we can start."

Becky shrugged and sighed, then went to the changing room. Maybe this was one of 'his' pranks after all.

Five minutes later, Becky stepped quietly out of the changing room, slowly moving towards the attendant girl now sat at the desk, trying not to reveal her embarrassing costume until the very last second. She jumped when the girl spun her head and let out a stifiled laugh. She couldn't blame her though, she must've looked quite a funny sight. A tight lycra leotard clung to her body, covering her arms and torso, but leaving her legs and feet fully exposed. It was patterened with multicoloured diamonds, giving an extremely eye catching appearance. Becky had followed the girl's advice, going commando underneath, and it seemed to show off her body wonderfully. Her large breasts and backside were hugged by the fabric, leaving little to the imagination. She sighed, and pulled her brown hair behind her shoulders, ready for whatever was to come.

"Looks like you're ready, just go through that door on the right, and we can get started!" Said the girl.

Becky walked over, trying to get used to the tightness of the leotard, and went through the door.

A long dark hallway with a track leading down it awaited Becky on the other side. A man stepped out in front of her. He was dressed in a similar fashion to her, except his whole body was covered. He also had a had covered in bells. It was a court jester!

"Ah welcome! You must be the newest jester! Sent to entertain the lords and ladies of castle splat! As your superior, I can assure you, please the lords and ladies, and you'll be justly rewarded, but fail... And its a trip to the dungeons for you!" His voice boomed around the small corridor, causing Becky to jump.
"Fear not, I am sure you will suffice for this evenings entertainment. Now, the lords and ladies are finishing their dinner, so perhaps you would be so kind as to make your way to the kitchen, to help wash up. Be warned though, this track leads through the dining hall, and they have been known to make a right mess!" Just before Becky could reply, a cart came along the track. The jester guestured to it, not breaking character. Becky climed onto it, and absent mindedly sat down, excited for the ride. She recieved a nasty shock however. Cool cream squeezed out from underneath her as her bottom crushed something cold. She shot back up, cream and custard dripping down her legs.

"Haha! We jesters do love pulling jokes on eachother" said the man. Becky's bright red face contorted into a half smile at his joke. Looks like this wasn't going to be a present, so much as a prank. The jester motioned again for her to sit down. Reluctantly, she lowered herself back onto the squashed pie, once again crushing it against her rear.

"Good luck apprentice!" Said the jester. He pulled a lever and the cart shot into motion.

It rattled forward down the dark hallway, all Becky could see ahead was a black curtain. As she approaced it, she noticed it looked shiny, wet even. She braced at the last second as the cart carried forward, the slimy fabric of the curtain dragging over her body and head, leaving a thin coating of slime in its wake. When Becky opened her eyes again, she was in a long room, made to look like a dining table. There were giant candlesticks, bowls, plates, cutlery a meter long, all flanking the track leading down the center. The walls were painted to make it look like she was in a much bigger room, as if she were a mouse sized person scurrying along. The cart moved forwards slightly, then came to a stop in front of a giant bowl with a spoon in it. Becky turned her head to look, but regretted it in the next instant. The giant spoon pivoted on the edge of the bowl, by some kind of mechanical contraption, catapulting bright orange 'soup' right at her. It splatted all over her upper half, sticking to her hair and soaking into the clothing covering her upper body. Although looking like it, the liquid was much more sticky than real soup, and slowly dripped down to the bottom of cart. Becky let out a gasp, before wiping her eyes and catching a view of herself in an oversized silver goblet. Her shock quickly turned to laughter, she looked ridiculous coated in orange!

"What have I gotten myself into..."

The cart started moving again, a little further down the track. The next stop off was halfway down the table, beside a giant bowl. This time, a giant anamatronic spoon moved from the bowl over Becky's head. She took it in her stride and looked up, the spoon turning over and depositing a massive helping of oatmeal over her. This time, it was the real deal, the heavy substance hugging her head and shoulders for a moment, before sliding off down her body and landing with a splat at her feet. She felt a lot worse than after the slime, the oats were obviously sticking in her hair! Becky wiped her eyes again, and prepared for what was to come next.

The cart trundled forward, and came to a stop near the end of the table, a scaled up wine glass filled with a red liquid to her side. Guessing what was coming, Becky looked straight ahead, accepting her fate. The glass slowly tilted, releasing the 'wine' over the girl. Instead of wine however, it was a sticky translucent slime that descended from above, slowly sliding over Becky's features, painting her a dark red. This was definitely the worst of the three, the viscous slime covering every part of her body. She let out an involuntary shudder, before beginning to wipe herself down, trying to achieve atleast some level of cleanliness. The three layers of mess gathered in the bottom of the cart, engulfing her bare feet. All she could do was sit back and wait as the car started up again, moving towards the next room.

After passing through another curtain, this time a clean one, Becky found herself before a large tub of water. The walls of this room were painted to resemble a giant kitchen. The Cart approached the edge of the tub, before stopping abruptly. Guessing what was to come next, Becky pinched her nose. Her intuition had been right, and the cart tilted forward, sending her flying into the tub. After a quick washdown, removing most of the mess, she climbed some steps out of the tub and followed an arrow through another curtain. On the other side was a large hall, with two large thrones sitting at one end. On the thrones were a giant model of a king and queen, made in a cartoony style.

"Good to see you made it!"

The voice made Becky jump. She spun around, water flicking off her, and saw another man in a jester outfit, obviously one of the staff members.

"Ahhhh, yeah, hah" was all Becky could reply, her hand on her racing heart.

"Well my dear, just in time! The king and queen demand their dance!"

Becky gave him a raised eyebrow in response.

"See before them, theres a dance mat. All you have to do is match the steps on the mat to the instructions on the screen behind them!"

Becky looked again, and saw a chequerd patch on the floor, similar to a game of DDR at an arcade.

"I think I've got it" she said.

"Just one more thing!" Said the jester. "There may be a few... surprises during your dance, so be prepared..."

With that ominous message, Becky stepped on to the dance mat and looked up at the screen. The lights dimmed and some old fashioned music started playing. Becky saw the first arrow appear on the screen, pointing left. As it scrolled upwards and lit up, Becky took a step to the left. Easy! Now came another arrow. She stepped in time with it. Eventually she got into a rythm of stepping, and began to enjoy the game, completely forgetting where she was, or the revealing costume she was wearing, made even more revealing by her moving rapidly moving legs. All was going well however, until a rather tricky move, that required her to move both legs to opposite ends of the dance floor. Trying to push them apart, she lost balance and fell down hard on her backside. A booing sound effect played, and Becky sat there stunned for a moment. Just as she was trying to get up however, a gush of slippery clear slime fell from above, spraying over both Becky and the dance floor. She fell back again in the puddle, finding it very hard to regain purchase on the ground. Turning over onto her front, she used all four limbs to push herself standing again. She wiped some of the slime from her face, still slightly winded from her fall, however the game wasn't going to wait. The music started again, and so did Becky. Frantically moving her legs and trying to keep balance just wouldn't work however, and she ended up comically slipping over again. More booing sounded, and another torrent of the slime fell on her from above. She slipped over several more times just trying to stand, and when she did was in no condition to dance. This was of no concern to the game however, which started again. As soon as Becky lifted one foot, she sank down to her knees again, defeated. The booing noise sounded again, however this time, there was no slime. Instead, the giant statues lit up with a fearsome red light. A terrifying voice boomed out.

"Foolish Jester! You have made a mockery of my party! For this I sentence you... To the dungeon!"

Before Becky could react, the floor beneath her gave way and she was plunged into darkness.

She landed on a soft yet firm mound, obviously they wouldn't hurt her physically, only her pride... Standing up, Becky could see two figures before her. They were dressed in black rags, and wore executioners hoods!

"Well, well, well. Looks like we've got a new present!" Said one.

"I know just what to do with her!" Said the other.

They both leapt at Becky, and before she could react, had eached grabbed one of her arms.

"Gently! Please..." Becky joked, as they dragged her further into the 'dungeon'.

"Oh, we'll be gentle" said one of her captors. They rounded a corner into a chamber, filled with chains, plastic skulls, and mock up torture devices. Their destination however, was a group of pillories set up in the middle of the room. With little resistance, they placed Becky's hands and neck into one of them, before closing it and locking it shut. Becky was blushing very hard. Already coated in slime, she was now bent over infront of two strangers, with only the thin strip of lycra between her legs to cover her ass.

"Lets get to work" said one of the two 'torturers'.
The other one came over with two buckets of what looked like paint. First Becky's face was given a layering of white, before a few red rings were draw around her contours, finishing with a red dot on her nose. They then moved around to her back, and judging from the tickle of the painbrushes, Becky could only guess that her ass had become a target aswell. The first 'torturer' came around to her front and stood across the room, he was holding what looked like a basket of water balloons.

"Smile!" He said. Becky let out a small smirk, perhps he'd go easy on her? She was soon proved wrong as the first ballloon flew by her, hitting the pillory. It exploded in green slime, giving her hand a sticky coating. She gulped hard, it would only be a matter of time before he hit on target. Another balloon flew past, splatting just below her head, spraying yellow slime across her feet. She closed her eyes and braced. She heard it whistling through the air, time seeming to slow down, she knew this would be the one. The rubber of the balloon wrapped around her face, making a perfect cast of her, only to momentarily later explode, coating her head in thick blue gunge. As she was reeling from this, another shock hit her. She felt the cool cream of a pie explode against her bottom as her other tormentor also landed on target. It struck with such force that the cream sprayed all up her body and down her legs. All Becky could do was gasp in surprise, her body kept firmly in place by the pillory. Another ballon struck the side of her face, sending red gunge everywhere. This was quickly followed by another pie, landing right on her clenched thighs. A whirlwind of mess was thrown at her over the next minute or so, until her front resembled the multicolour pattern of her leotard, while her back looked like a mound of cream.

"Still two balloons left!"

"I know what to do with them!"

Although blinded by the gunge on her face, Becky could still feel the Lycra around her ass being stretched up. The two balloons were placed inside the leotard, before the fabric was released, trapping them in there. She heard the men count down.

"3...2...1"

They both slapped down, the balloons exploding inside her suit, spraying gunge all over her body. Becky let out an involuntary squeal and sank in the pillory. She felt defeated.

After a 30 second break, Becky felt the fillory being opened, and herself being dragged away, to another room. The door was shut behind her, and she finally had a chance to wipe her face. Infront of her was a young woman dressed in rags, with an oversized ball and chain attatched to her leg.

"Oh my, what did they do to you?" She asked?

"They messed me up pretty good, I guess" replied Becky, blushing slightly, having ANOTHER person see her like this.

"Don't worry fellow prisoner, i've managed to find a way to escape!"exclaimed the girl.

"Quickly, through this tunnel, I have an associate waiting on the other side!"
She pointed to a small tunnel about half Becky's height in the corner of the room. Becky looked at the girl, then back at the tunnel, and reluctantly got onto her hands and knees, crawling through the dark passage. She was thankful, however, for a small opening halfway through resembling a waterfall filled cave. Making the most of her privacy, she washed both the outside AND inside of her suit, a lot of paint and cream having found its way in there. Thankfully, the painted target seemed to wash off of her face aswell, she was squeaky clean! She returned to the tunnel and finally came out in another brick room, being greeted to a man dressed in similar rags to the previous girl.

"Ah, you got through! Good! I have secured transport to escape.Make sure you get out of here straight away, if the guards catch you..." he trailed off for dramatic effect, pointing at another cart. Becky got in and sat down, thankfully there was no pie this time. The man did come over and fasten a double seatbelt however, perhaps she was going to go fast? He pulled a lever, and the cart shot off, travelling down a corridor before bursting through some curtains, and taking Becky outside the castle. The wind on the rushing cart felt nice, drying some of her sodden clothes. She was surprised by how big and how high up the rollercoaster went, all hidden away by the facade of the castle. There didn't seem to be any mess either, which was a nice respite from the trials she had faced so far.

After a few drops, and a big loop, the cart started to climb up the side of the castle, and entered it through a flap on the side. It stopped abruptly, and she was met by a woman in a fake suit of armour. Upon closer inspection, It was infact, the woman from the front desk, who had first met Becky at the gate!

"Hey again!" She said.

"Hey, what are you doing up here?" Asked Becky.

"I was just at the front desk to meet you, this is where i'll be full time once we open."

Becky looked around and saw on a big screen behind her a series of images. To her shock, they were pictures of Becky on each of the rides. One of her coated in red gunk at the dinner table, one of her sitting in a puddle of slime on the dance floor, and a rather humiliating one of her covered in mess in the pillory.

"As you're a special guest I'll get one of each of these printed for you, free of charge."

"Thanks" said Becky. "As embarrassing as it was, I kinda enjoyed it"

"No problem" said the girl," but you talk as if its over?"

Becky cocked her head, was there another part to the ride?

"As captain of the guard, for the crimes of attempted escape from the dungeon, I hereby sentence you to be punished!" The girl pulled a lever, and the cart jolted forward again. It briskly passed through a curtsin, outside again. What Becky saw caused her stomach to drop. She was on the balcony in front of the castle! The streets had become quite busy while she was inside, and several people stopped to look at her from across the road. A group of teenagers pointed their phones up, filming the strange spectacle of the girl on the balcony, in her weird costume. She heard a few whistles and jeers aswell. What made it all worse was, she knew what was coming. Above her, some numbers flashed on a big screen for the onlookers.

"10... 9... 8..."

The crowd joined in.

"7... 6... 5... 4..."

Becky looked to her side, and saw the smiling attendant sticking her head out from the curtain, she was going to enjoy this.

"3... 2..."

Becky sat back, and closed her eyes.

"1..."
It was time. A siren blared as the first load of gunge was dumped on poor Becky. A deluge of Green came flooding down, engulfing her completely. It was so heavy that she shrank under its weight. The stream didn't stop, but slowly turned to bright pink gunge. As thick as cake icing, it glistened in the sun, hugging down against Becky's body. She opened her mouth to breath, a small break in the waterfall appearing to the onlookers, before quickly being covered up byeven more of the stuff. She curled inwards, Gunge squeezing out of every crevice as she did so, preparing for the final onslaught. And what an onslaught it was. The onlookers were treated to the sight of black, tar-like, gunge flowing over the girl on the balcony. Any piece of skin or clothing was now buried under an inch of the stuff. As soon a Becky wiped her face, a gallon more of the stuff flowed into its place. When it finally subsided, the cart was filled to Becky's waist, her legs completely under the surface! She timidly wiped her eyes, able to get one last glance at the large crowd laughing and pointing before being wheeled back into the building.

"Haha, looks like you enjoyed it!" Said the attendant in her amour, a sarcastic hint in her voice.

Becky was speechless sbout what just happened and could only stare at her in disbelief.

"That... was... amazing..." Becky sputtered out the last word, a constant drip of black slime falling from the features of her face.

"You know, you only went through the first door. Theres several other sections to the castle for you to try? Perhaps when we open, you'll return..." The girl suggested.

"You can count on it!"