Meredith was in an extremely good mood despite suffering the effects of jet lag from her flight yesterday. She'd had a very pleasant supper with her son Luke before trying to get some sleep and this morning she would finally get to see the women he was marrying. Meredith's highly successful career meant that she didn't get to see her son as much as she might have wished but he had grown into a fine young man and someone a mother could be proud of.

Originally Meredith had agreed to meeting her future daughter-in-law Isabel at the pre-celebration reception this evening alongside Luke. But when Meredith heard that Isabel would be visiting the city's premier patisserie to check on the wedding cake, she decided to pre-empt the formal introductions and take the opportunity of getting to know her beforehand.

So that's how Meredith found herself sitting in a small bakery cafe waiting to meet someone she could barely recognise. In fact, all she'd seen of Isabel was a small slightly blurred photo on Luke's phone when he'd flown over to see her last Christmas. However, Meredith hoped that it would be fairly easy to identify who she was, after all there couldn't be that many people visiting the place today to examine a cake. So, Meredith waited patiently sipping her lukewarm caramel cappuccino and checking stock prices on her mobile phone.

Suddenly the peace was broken by the raised voices of two women. Meredith couldn't make out what they were saying and initially thought they might be arguing with one another. Then she overheard one say, "met with some old cow" and the other reply "bet you wish you could get your hands on her". The raised voices stopped as two young woman wearing summer dresses turned the corner and stopped at the main counter.

Meredith looked over at the two women trying to determine if one of them was Isabel. The first was a short blonde and clearly didn't fit the photo she'd seen unless she'd dyed her hair and dropped four inches in height. But the second women was an exact match with her distinctive long auburn hair. Meredith raised her hand and gave a polite cough to draw their attention.

"What's your problem?" the blonde said accusingly.

With the two women obviously upset over something, Meredith attempted to placate them by waving her arms in a gesture meant to calm them down but unfortunately this appeared to evoke the opposite reaction. The woman she strongly suspected was Isabel came storming over towards her with her companion, likely her best friend and maid of honour Chelsea, following behind. Isabel stood over Meredith and looked dagger at her before turning to her friend.

"This is the whore that Luke was with last night" Isabel stated.

"Now wait a second, I'm his" Meredith began to say.

"Shut it tart!" the friend shouted.

Everyone was stunned by Chelsea's utterance including Chelsea herself. But whilst Meredith tried to gather her thoughts in an attempt de-escalate the situation, Isabel took inspiration from Chelsea's words and began looking around the bakery. Eventually her eyes settled upon a custard filled pastry case sitting on a nearby set of shelves.

Isabel took a couple of steps to the side and picked up the custard tart. Then with her friend and Meredith watching in confusion, she turned around slowly and very deliberately returned to her previous position. Standing directly in front of the seated Meredith, a malicious smile began to form upon Isabel's lips. She lowered the pastry until it was level with Meredith's face, her intent obvious to all three of them. Chelsea nodded encouragingly towards her friend.

"You wouldn't" Meredith said.

But Isabel would and did, as she tipped the tart slightly and then thrust it into Meredith's disbelieving face. And rather than stopping there, Isabel ground the dessert around and around all over the older woman's face before letting the now empty case drop to the tiled floor revealing Meredith's custard covered features.

Meredith sat there in utter and complete shock at what had happen to her. When she'd gotten up this morning Meredith would never have conceived that later that day, she'd be sitting in a cafe with custard all of her face having been humiliated at the hands of her future daughter-in-law. She blinked instinctively to clear the gunk from out of her eyes and looked up to see that Isabel was still standing beside her, meanwhile her friend had been over to the shelves and picked up what appeared to be a blueberry cream pie in hand.

"Wait, this is all a misun" Meredith pleaded.

"Take this slut" Chelsea announced.

And with that Chelsea delivered the pie into Merdedith's face. As the young woman smeared the pie up into the older woman's hair, Isabel noticed her phone still on the table. Picking it up she realised it was unlocked and quickly found a series of photos of her fiance clearly going back for many years. She held the phone up towards the Meredith as Chelsea finally let go of the blueberry pie and allowed the remnants to drop down over the woman's expensive looking blouse.

"What the fuck are these you cradle snatcher" Isabel screamed at her.

Without waiting for a response, Isabel and Chelsea rearmed themselves with pastries and desserts from off the nearby shelving and went to town on the woman. Her head was sandwiched between a pair of cheesecakes, flans were deposited on her shoulders and rubbed all over her clothes and finally they took a large trifle and upturned it over her head.

Having run out of ammunition Isabel and Chelsea paused their messy assault. Isabel was about to get her friend to collect more pies from the shelves on the far side of the bakery when she glanced over at Meredith who was now completely covered in cream and dessert. They had targeted her face and head but, in their enthusiasm, had also managed to cover most of her clothing as well. In fact, there didn't seem to be anywhere left to target, which prompted an evil idea.

"Let's strip the bitch" Isabel suggested.

Chelsea nodded her agreement and the pair got to work. First, they pulled Meredith up from her seat and forced her to stand. Next, they undid the buttons on her blouse and pulled it off before also pulling down her skirt to leave her standing there in expensive looking lacy underwear and high heels. It was at this moment that a bakery assistant whose name tag read "Briony" emerged from the backroom. She had been sorting out an issue with a cancelled order and was carrying a large cream sponge cake.

"What the hell's going on here?!" the assistant demanded.

"This slag tried to steal by friend's fiance" Chelsea responded.

"Perhaps you could give us a hand" Isabel added.

Briony looked at the two young women in astonishment initially but then began to smile. She placed the gateau she had been holding on Meredith's chair and indicated for Isabel and Chelsea to take over. They intuitively knew what to do and taking hold of the older women, forced her to sit down into the cake with a moan that was part surprise and part something else.

The three women collected more pies from around the bakery and proceeded to plaster Meredith one again in creamy pastries. They took turns throwing or depositing the desserts against her before teaming up to deliver total humiliation to the unfortunate woman. Soon Meredith was covered from head to two in mess and there were still more pies left to use. Isabel then decided to increase the embarrassment factor by reaching for her phone.

"Let me get a record of this" Isabel said.

Isabel took a photo of just Meredith and then a second one with Chelsea and Briony hovering beside her with pies in hand and big grins upon their faces. At that moment the phone in Isabel's hand pinged with an incoming message. She looked at the screen and saw a message from Luke warning her that his mother would likely be paying her a surprise visit at the bakery.

Looking around the bakery, Isabel failed to notice anyone waiting around or heading her way. In fact, the only people present were herself, her best friend, the assistant and the woman who had been in Luke's photo stream last night. All of a sudden, the truth struck Isabel as she realised who they had been messing up. She went pale as the enormity of the situation dawned on her, this wasn't how she wanted to meet the women who had raised the love of her life.

"You're Luke's mum" she declared aloud.

Chelsea and Briony were clearly stunned by the revelation and just stood there as Meredith slowly cleared the creamy mess from out of her eyes and stood up. She turned to Briony and grabbed the pie she was holding and then stepped up to Isabel. She raised the pie up until Isabel could clearly see it before her and then waited. Seconds went by as Isabel wondered if Meredith was going to hit her or not, and then it happened. As Isabel stood there with pie dripping down her face, Meredith turned to face the maid of honour.

"It's your turn now" Meredith announced.

"Oh shit!" Chelsea exclaimed.

Meredith reached for the pie Chelse was holding but Isabel's friend refused to give it up easily. This provoked a tug of war between the two women over the dessert. Eventually Meredith won and taking the pie, thrust it into Chelsea's face before turning to confront the bakery assistant who as the only person to remain clean so far was starting to look worried.

"Get me more pies" Meredith commanded.

"Who's going to pay for them?" the assistant queried.

"I'll buy the entire stock" Meredith answered.

Briony went over to the far side of the bakery and collected a trolley laden with pies and returned to Meredith's side. She hoped that the older woman had either not released the assistant had been involved in her prior humiliation or was so eager to get revenge on the other two women that she was ignoring it. Whatever the case Briony was still a little concerned as she picked up a couple of pies from the trolley and handed them to Meredith.

Luckily for Briony Meredith's focus is very much on Isabel and Chelsea as she delivers pies to each of their faces simultaneously. She then proceeded to plaster each woman with pie after pies until both resembled snowmen. Then remembering her own ordeal earlier, she stripped both young women of their summer dressed to leave them standing in just their underwear.

Then Meredith found herself a clean chair to sit down upon and dragged Isabel down until she was laying across her knees, face down. Meredith indicated for Briony to pass her pies as she delivered six of the best to Isabel. Then she let her future daughter-in-law up as she grabbed Chelsea and got her in position for a spanking. After slapping half a dozen more pies onto another bottom, Meredith released Chelsea and stood up to face Briony.

"You didn't think I'd forgotten about you, did you?" she said.

Briony suddenly looked worried as Merdith lifted up a pie and threaten her with it. Meanwhile Isabel and Chelsea had just about recovered from their punishment and decided to help Meredith get payback on the assistant. Isabel found a sheet cake and placed on a seat whilst Chelsea stripped Briony of her uniform to leave her standing in just her bra and panties. Having failed to notice Isabel's action, Briony didn't see the chair or what was upon it as she tried to slowly back away from Meredith.

Meredith kept the pressure on by keeping pace with the assistant until Briony tumbled over the edge of the chair and found herself falling down into the waiting cake. The look of surprise on Briony's face was only momentarily visible as Meredith took that opportunity to smash the pie she was holding into her face. Isabel and Chelsea followed that up moments later by sandwiching the assistant's head between a pair of pies.

The three continued to pelt Briony with pies, cakes and other creamy desserts until she began to shake. Initially they wondered if they'd perhaps gone too far and hurt the assistant but then they heard her laughter. This unexpected reaction lightened the mood, and they all began to chuckle at the situation, looking at one another in amusement. Then Chelsea struck Isabel in the face with a pie.

"Food fight!" Chelsea yelled.

That provoked an all-out battle between the four women as pastries went flying around the bakery. Sometimes two or three of them would gang up on the other(s) but mostly it was a free for all. The fight only ended when they had used up all the stock and there was nothing felt to throw.

* * *

A month later found the four women together once again to celebrate the marriage of Isabel and Luke. Meredith and Isabel had actually come to a clear understanding and respect for one another even if their initial meeting had been somewhat of a disaster. Briony had been surprised to be invited to the wedding but gratefully accepted. Luke himself never learnt what had happened between his new wife and mother, he was just glad they seemed to get on with each other.

There was a moment when Isabel and Luke came to cutting the cake, when she glanced over at her new mother-in-law, chief bridesmaid and the bakery assistant and couldn't help but release a little chuckle. The other three woman all grinned back.

The End.