"Welcome everyone, it's time for another game of 'Challenge Laura'", beamed Ivy, to camera, before kissing her girlfriend lightly on the cheek. Continuing, the eighteen-year-old blonde explained, 'On order to win the challenge, all Laura has to do is flip this bottle of Coca Cola so that it lands on its base five times. Alternatively, she can land it once on its cap. Sounds easy right? Wrong, she only has one minute.' Ivy then proudly flipped the 1.75ml bottle onto its base at the first time of asking, before grinning at her girlfriend.

'However, should Laura fail, then she shall receive her rightful messy punishment', Ivy joshed, before lightly slapping Laura twice on her rear end. Twitching slightly, the brunette Laura stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry at her girlfriend. In retaliation, Ivy, wearing a pir of baggy blue shorts and an equally loose fitting red top, gave Laura a gentle nudge, causing the eighteen-year-old to lose her balance and fall in a heap. Shaking her head, Laura however didn't complain, as her girlfriend smiled innocently as if she wasn't to blame.

The camera, meanwhile, zoomed in on five 1.75 litre bottles of freshly shaken coke, before panning sideways over five cream pies and two buckets of homemade gunge. Having regained her footing, Laura jabbered, 'However, should I triumph, then I get to pour it all over Ivy instead.' Incredulous, Ivy shook her head at the seemingly impossible notion of Laura ever completing a challenge; cheating, or otherwise, Ivy always found a way to win.

Wearing skin tight white running shorts and a figure hugging, light pink, gym tank top, Laura playfully performed a mermaid stretch, reaching her arms over her head in an overly dramatic fashion, before showing off her freshly shaved legs to the camera, by stretching her hamstrings up above her waist. Elbowing Laura to the side, Ivy gibed, 'There is just one problem, however. I'm going to be spraying Laura with the garden hose throughout the entire game!'

Caught off guard, by the unexpected, unscripted, twist, Laura gasped in genuine shock before shaking her head knowingly, at Ivy for changing the rules, to suit her needs, without warning, as she always did. As Laura reached down to grab the bottle, revealing her cleavage to the camera as she bent forwards, Ivy started the stopwatch and shouted, 'Let battle commence.' Staring down the lens of the camera, Laura smiled before attempting her first flip. Narrowly failing, the bottle tottered on its base before falling over onto the uneven grass. Laura seethed, now she understood why Ivy didn't want to do the challenge on the flat patio! It would have been too easy on a smooth surface. The brunette then lent forwards to pick up the bottle, exposing her cleavage to the camera once again. Much to Ivy's amusement, Laura's second attempt was even worse, it didn't look like Laura had even bothered practising, her aim was so inept.

To add insult to injury, Ivy then turned on the hose and aimed it straight at Laura's heavenly face. Pummelled between her temples for eight seconds, Laura couldn't even open her eyes, let alone pick the bottle back up again. Sensing that Laura was in distress, Ivy gave her girlfriend a few seconds respite, before playfully aiming the hose at Laura's chest. Within seconds, Laura's pink tank top was sodden, revealing the faint outline of her blue bikini underneath. Despite the onslaught, Laura was however able to steady herself and have another two unsuccessful attempts at flipping the bottle, before Ivy returned to aiming at her forehead.

Catching the duo by surprise, despite being almost blinded by the unrelenting spray, Laura finally succeeded in flipping the bottle onto its base. 'Four more to go, but only thirty seconds left', Ivy cautioned as Laura pumped her first in celebration, accidentally kicking the bottle forwards and wasting a few more valuable seconds. Deciding that Laura's extremely tight fitting shorts were too clean, Ivy aimed the hose at Laura's crotch with relish. Thoroughly soaked, from head to toe, Laura lost control of the bottle on the next flip and sent it into the bushes to her left. Bending over to retrieve the bottle, Laura was hit by a blast of water to her backside causing her to lose her balance as she twisted to pull the bottle out from the shrubbery. Lying flat on her back, on the grass, Laura was thus helpless as Ivy sprayed the hose at her face and chest from almost point blank range. With only a few seconds left, Laura now only had time for one last shot. Almost slipping, as she clambered back to her feet, Laura flung the bottle into the air one final time. Ivy inhaled with trepidation as the bottle returned to earth. The cap was facing down, almost perfectly vertically. Panicking, Ivy, refrained from spraying her girlfriend and aimed the hose at the bottle, knocking it sideways and safe as it landed with a thud on the grass before rolling away.

Moments later, the buzzer sounded to announce the end of the challenge. 'Unlucky Laura, you only scored one out of five', Ivy teased. 'You cheated', Laura began before Ivy quietened her down by spraying her in the face. 'There was nothing in the rules about what I could or couldn't spray', Ivy reminded her. 'Nor me', Laura grinned, before trying to wrestle the hose from her girlfriend. Frail and weak after recent surgery, Ivy offered no resistance as Laura easily tore the hose from her grasp. But, thinking quickly, Ivy stepped on the hose, cutting off the water, before Laura made the mistake of looking directly at the nozzle, and spraying herself in the face. Ivy then gingerly hobbled over to the outside tap to save her girlfriend any further embarrassment and disgrace.

Sensing Ivy's exhaustion and discomfort, Laura took pity on the blonde and refrained from retaliating again. Ivy still wasn't well, that was plain the see. Having caught her breath, Ivy slowly returned to her previously exuberant self. 'Now Laura, as you did ever so badly, I think you need an extra punishment. Take off your tank top, cupcake', Ivy demanded, as the camera zoomed in on Laura's chest. Submissively, Laura followed her girlfriend's request, revealing a dark blue bikini top underneath. Laura was happy to play the part of the docile, timid sweetheart on camera, as it gave Ivy the confidence to play the lead and return to her old brazen, brass-necked self. But there would always be a limit, and Ivy hadn't tried to cross that yet.

Laura then dutifully sat down on the grassy bank, trembling nervously, as she awaited her messy fate. Grinning, Ivy kissed Laura on the cheek before emptying the first bottle of coke directly over her head. Laura gasped at the shock, as the cool, brown liquid gushed down over her forehead and armpit length, brunette hair. Sticking out her tongue, Laura gulped down a mouthful of cola before the second bottle soon followed, flattening her fringe to her face. Quickly overwhelmed by the cola, Laura squirmed as it seeped inside her shorts and bikini top, swamping over her b cup breasts.

Thoroughly shaking the third bottle to ensure that it exploded when opened, Ivy aimed the spray directly at Laura's cheeks. The fourth bottle was emptied over Laura's cleavage, with the camera zoomed in as Laura arched her shoulders back, and gently shook her breasts. Ivy then bade Laura to stand back up, which proved quiet difficult as Laura easily lost her balance on the cola soaked ground, beneath her bare feet.

Once Laura was upright, Ivy pulled down her girlfriend's shorts revealing her bikini bottoms underneath. Ivy then yanked open the back of Laura's bikini bottoms and took a cheeky glance at the brunette's backside, unconcerned over whether the camera caught sight of her lascivious glance or Laura's delightful derriere. After a couple of seconds, Ivy emptied the final bottle of coke over Laura's rear before snapping the bikini bottoms back at her girlfriend's hips.

Pushed to the floor once more, Laura giggled as Ivy slapped the first yellow cream pie into her dainty, pretty face. Ivy then delivered a pie sandwich, engulfing Laura's cheeks in light and dark blue cream. The fourth, pink coloured pie, was duly thrust against Laura's prepossessing breasts. Then, after pretending that she had run out of pies, Ivy surprised Laura by slapping the final red cream pie over the top of Laura's head. Then, before Laura could clear the cream from her eyes, Ivy smothered the multiple dollops of cream over Laura's cheeks and then down over her girlfriend's breasts. Humbled, but buoyant, Laura was goaded into looking up, before squealing as 16 litres of thick, gloopy, pink gunge rained down over her beguiling head. Evidently quite heavy, the bucket took Ivy twenty seconds to pour; Laura could easily have escaped or snatched the bucket off her, had she so wished. Ivy certainly would have done, in her place. But Laura wasn't like Ivy, she was happy to be the butt of the joke, and not have to win everything. Thus, instead, Laura continued in her role as the submissive, whilst Ivy began to act like her old self once again.

After a short pause, to catch her breath, Ivy threw half of the next bucket, of light blue gunge, directly over Laura's face. Half empty, and thus much lighter, the bucket thus proved less of a challenge for Ivy to pour what remained of the slime over Laura's chest.

Whilst Laura struggled to get back up to her feet, Ivy cockily flipped one of the empty bottles onto its base. Ivy then turned back on the hose and began to chase Laura around the garden, spraying her rear end. Chortling, Ivy cried, 'Wait up cupcake, don't run away!' Ten seconds later, the camera cut to Ivy's bathroom, where Laura, still in her bikini, was stood under the shower, washing herself clean. Ivy then burst forwards and slapped a pink cream pie into her adorable girlfriend's face. Laura then continued to shower for twenty seconds, with the camera zooming in on her chest and backside before cutting to the kitchen downstairs. 'Wow, wasn't that amazing', Ivy beamed, adding, 'poor Laura just can't catch a break. If you have any ideas for what challenge Laura should do next, add a comment below. The winner will not only get to see Laura humiliate herself once again, but also receive a signed drawing by Laura of the two of us together.'

Ivy salaciously glanced over towards Laura, who was wearing a towel and nothing else underneath. The top of Laura's breasts improperly peaked out, and the brunette was keeping her legs very still so as not to reveal anything untoward underneath the table, in case the camera accidentally caught a glimpse. Continuing, Ivy added, 'In the meantime, here's my drawing of Laura, for you all to savour'. Ivy grinned as she held up her rudimentary sketch of Laura's bare bum, which had evidently taken all of ten seconds. Laura, an extremely talented artist, simply shook her head. 'Hey, my bum's not that big!' she squealed, whilst Ivy playfully glanced down at Laura's hips, as if to disagree. 'Thanks for watching everyone, see you next week', Laura added, before Ivy slapped one final surprise light blue cream pie into the brunette's face.

Grinning, Ivy tore her head away from her laptop screen. The video had only been up a week and had already received over 20,000 views; their YouTube channel was doing great. Sure, the video hadn't got as many views as the one where they simply snogged for three minutes, but Ivy's Mum, Ginny, wouldn't let them do a video like that ever, ever again. After a break of a few months, due to complications with her diabetes, Ivy was keen to get her YouTube channel back up and running. But her videos, by herself, without Laura, never seemed to get any traction, or views, whatsoever. Even more frustratingly, the top five most popular videos on her channel all featured her older sister Merry. Drop dead gorgeous, with an hourglass figure, Merry possessed firm c-cup breasts and wavy, chocolate brown, mid back length hair. Inevitably, the twenty-year-old's appearance, and personality, caused her scrawny, lithe younger sister to be excessively jealous. Effortlessly endearing, in the mould of the girl next door, Merry (short for Meredith) was unknowingly witty in how she prattled and bickered with the redheaded Fleur, her inseparable, and equally gorgeous, best friend. But, despite being utterly devoted to Merry, Fleur was always poking fun at, and playing pranks on the pretty, sweet natured brunette. Thus, those two were box office together, their videos utterly unique.

Nevertheless, Merry was overly trusting and nae. Merry was so easy to manipulate that her entire life was one long slapstick comedy. In truth, both Fleur and Ivy were equally guilty in exploiting Merry. Naturally, this made Merry good value for Ivy's YouTube channel, even if Merry herself, was completely oblivious when it came to her growing online following and social media presence. Jealous as she was, Ivy still loved her older sister; she prayed that Merry never read the creepy comments underneath their videos, which treated Merry like a clumsy, yet beguiling sex symbol, who should be hosting the entire channel, by herself, instead.

Leaving aside the lewd, crude remarks, most of the comments praising Merry seemed to come from young women and teenage girls. Strangely, their most popular video was Merry being pied by Fleur, ten times in a row in the face. The consensus amongst Ivy's feminine subscribers was that Merry was secretly a lesbian, unlike her outed younger sister, and that she should join the circus! Thus, Ivy's channel had quite a following amongst the LGBTQ+ community, even if few of them cared for Ivy, herself. Nonetheless, Ivy's channel possessed almost 1,000 subscribers, so soon, hopefully, she could start running adverts and start getting paid for her efforts. Her illness had disrupted her time at college; Ivy wasn't expecting to get very good grades.

Idling away her time, Ivy glanced down at her most prized possessions: two photos of Laura's rear end. Laura had posed for her shortly after completing last week's video, and lay naked, face down upon Ivy's bed. Laura had taken two photos, one of her girlfriend sprawled out, her backside and side boob visible, and one a close up of her derriere. Shedding the submissive persona she adopted in their videos; Laura had insisted that Ivy make a better effort with her drawing and had posed nude as an incentive to focus her utterly bewitched girlfriend. Whilst laying naked on Ivy's bed, Laura gave Ivy a quick tutorial on how to draw the female waist and hips, having attended numerous life drawing classes herself as part of her Art Club, where she was one of the most talented members. Back in the present, pleased with her effort, Ivy signed her new drawing and kissed the close up photo of Laura's backside, keeping it to her lips for over ten seconds.

Ivy's attention then returned to the comments underneath her latest video. Her old friend, and fellow Youtuber, Hazel exclaimed 'BRAVO' all in capital letters. Willow, Laura's friend and Art Club rival, wrote, 'Oh Laura, you're such a silly billy.' Ivy's rival, Milana, meanwhile, simply posted a link to her own YouTube channel, which she shared with her twin sister and which, gallingly, already had 7,000 subscribers, much to Ivy's chagrin. Fleur wrote, 'It should be Merry getting pied' which had received over a hundred likes, as per usual for Merry. In comparison, only one person replied to Ivy's challenge to think of a new game.

"How about a messy version of the 'Left or Right' Challenge", suggested someone calling themselves 'MyOhMy Magic.' As the only option, this was the game Laura was going to be playing later today. Reading the comment again, Ivy paused, the username sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it at present. Hopefully it wasn't some creepy old dude, or Milana, under another alias. At least it wasn't anything sexual, otherwise her Mum wouldn't be best pleased.

Moments later, Laura burst through Ivy's bedroom door. 'Your Mum let me in', Laura began before adding, 'Let's look at your picture, I'm sure it's going to be great'. Bending forwards, so that her chin rested on Ivy's shoulder, Laura gushed, 'Wow Ivy, that's really actually quite good. To be honest, it was much better than I was expecting, no offence. A perfect likeness, though I still deny that my bum really is that big!' Pleased with the praise, Ivy blushed, so Laura gently kissed her on the cheek. 'But not as good as the real thing', Ivy giggled before standing up and pushing Laura backwards onto her bed. Ivy then jumped on beside her girlfriend and kissed Laura on the forehead. Cuddling together, Ivy wrapped her arms around the nape of Laura's neck before kissing the brunette on the lips. Ivy then pulled Laura's pink t-shirt up over her head, revealing her white bra underneath. 'Oh, you're not wearing your bikini, you're going to have to get changedbut not quite yet', Ivy added, before kissing Laura once again.

Giddily, Laura unzipped her trousers and slid them down her svelte legs. With pride, she watched as Ivy beamed. Wearing nothing but her white lingerie, Laura kneeled down on the bed and reached out to lift up Ivy's t-shirt in return, only to have her hands viciously slapped away. 'Only if you win cupcake', Ivy chided, unconvincingly. Ivy hadn't let Laura see her half-dressed, let alone naked, for three months, ever since her surgery. Her scar betrayed her kidney transplant and Ivy felt grisly and ashamed. Laura was keen to rekindle their passion and posed provocatively for Ivy, sticking out her youthful chest. Laura, however, didn't try and undress Ivy again.

Ivy, meanwhile, began, 'Today's challenge is basically a game of chance, you might actually win for once, especially if we gang up on Merry.' 'Does Merry even know she's playing?' Laura replied. 'No, it's a surprise silly', Ivy retorted, shaking her head. 'Merry's due back from university in about an hour, in the meantime, how about you keep me entertained!'

Grinning, Laura unhooked her bra and threw it at the window. Realising that the curtains weren't drawn, Laura leapt up and cradled an arm across her chest. Then, after swiftly closing the curtain, Laura lay back besides Ivy on the bed. Taking control, Ivy began kissing and cuddling with Laura, stroking her petite, but pert, bare breasts. Then, Ivy slowly began to slide Laura's knickers down her lithe legs. Ivy stared intently at Laura's crotch, which was freshly shaved. Evidently, Laura had felt that today could be something special and had wanted to come prepared. Noticing that her crotch had caught Ivy's attention, Laura glanced down at her hips and smiled. Leaning forwards, Laura then kissed Ivy on the lips, whilst Ivy grabbed hold of Laura's left breast and squeezed.

Taking back control, Ivy kissed Laura on the neck, chest and stomach before rolling her onto her front and remarking, 'Let's have a look at your bum then. I bet it's as big as my picture, if not bigger!' Laura giggled as Ivy slapped her rear end a few times before kissing it daintily. Rolling back onto her back, Laura felt a pang of lust, she wanted to see Ivy undressed, but she knew her girlfriend just wasn't ready yet. Completely naked, Laura grinned at the juxtaposition of her laying besides her fully clothed girlfriend. Disappearing into a reverie, Laura began to imagine having a life together with Ivy, picturing scenes of them playing tennis, having a picnic, riding rollercoasters, going clothes shopping, dancing at fancy nightclubs and going on dates to the cinema and expensive posh restaurants way out of their price range. Laura imagined them acting and singing on Broadway, appearing on a TV quiz show, laying on the beach, baking a cake and getting married, all the while with Ivy fully clothed and Laura completely naked, just like today. Having said, 'I do', during their imaginary first dance, their friends and family would smile, laugh and joke together, as it would perfectly natural that Laura, but not Ivy, was a naturist. Without question, it would also be Ivy smashing their wedding cake into the naked Laura's face. Laura saw their future together, and she loved every last second of it, even though it was absurd and ludicrous to the extreme.

'You don't mind doing these challenges, do you Laura', Ivy asked, having noted that her girlfriend had been silent for a couple of minutes. 'Of course, Mi Cielo, I love your challenges. My mum's not too happy with the amount of flesh I show, but my grandma has told me what she was like at my age. My mum never covered her midriff, she was an enormous flirt and won a kissing contest at university. To be honest, the challenge of trying to beat you gives me a thrill, I love playing games and competitions. I don't know how you always beat me though; you surely would never cheat would you?' Ivy blushed, they both knew that Ivy always cheated, even when not necessary.

Continuing, Laura added, 'Your, or should I say, 'our' channel, is really taking off, we have so many subscribers. They can't all be waiting just to watch us kiss. I can't believe that we're going to be on TV in a few weeks, how on earth did Merry and Fleur manage it? This could really make or break us. I would love a sponsor for my Art, so that I could make a career out of being an artist. Otherwise, I'm going to have to keep working at the cake shop, I guess.

'You are a piece of art' Ivy replied, before tracing her fingers down Laura's arm and adding, 'and you are the most delightful cupcake.' Playfully, Ivy began to gobble over Laura's left nipple, whilst pretending that her breast was a delicious cake, that she could eat over and over again. Giggling, as Ivy's tongue tickled her nipple, Laura remarked, 'Of course, it would be nice to make a career from social media and have more subscribers than Anastasia and Milana, though they do have the advantage of being exceedingly hot blonde Russian twins! Of course, they aren't as pretty as you, Mi Cielo.'

In reply, Ivy insolently shook her head. Ivy knew she wasn't as pretty as Anastasia or Milana, plus, Anastasia's sob story, of gradually going deaf, rivalled her own misfortune with her kidney failure. Snuggling up to Laura, Ivy laid her head over the brunette's bare breasts and the couple lay together in silence for over fifteen minutes. Every thirty seconds or so, Laura would stroke and kiss Ivy's head. In return, Ivy would lightly squeeze Laura's right breast.

'I admire you, you're the bravest person I know', Laura began, breaking the silence. 'Having diabetes and kidney damage at such a young age, is beyond anything I could ever imagine. Please don't feel like you have to hide your scar from me. I love you, Ivy. I will always love you, whatever your scars or blemishes.' Poor Ivy struggled to hold back her tears. Quickly giving in, Ivy began crying, with her tears rolling down onto Laura's breasts. Composing herself, Ivy revealed, 'I'm beyond thankful to my sister for even being alive, after she donated her kidney to me. I couldn't stand a lifetime on the dialysis machine. That being said, that doesn't mean that I don't love pranking Merry!'

Agreeing, Laura nodded, adding, 'Your sister's great, I know how close the two of you are and how much you miss her, ever since she went to university. I'm just glad I could be here for you when you were on dialysis for six months before the transplant. I loved that I could just lay here with you whilst you were having your blood filtered. I could draw and we could talk and sit together for hours, it was never boring, believe me. Though of course, at hospital, I wasn't ever allowed to strip naked!'

Giggling, Ivy turned her head so that her right cheek rested on Laura's left breast. 'I don't miss the dialysis but I do miss you being naked. It's great to do this again. I promise Laura, someday soon, I will be ready. Then, you can see me undressed once again! In the meantime, please excuse me, whilst I debase your nipples instead!' Greedily, Ivy began to suck and lick Laura's teats, whilst Ivy's left hand slowly danced across Laura's waist, tickling her sides and bully button. Then, once Laura had squealed and squirmed, Ivy began to finger her girlfriend's vulva. Ivy grinned, as she located Laura's sweet spot and continued to lick and suck on Laura's areola. Laura, meanwhile, began to lightly moan and wriggle on the bed as Ivy pleasured her for five minutes straight. Ivy then kissed Laura on the arm, shoulder and neck, when suddenly, her older sister Merry burst in.

'Are you two almost ready' the twenty year old brunette began before realising that Laura was completely naked. 'You two, honestly', Merry chided, feeling far more embarrassed than either Laura or Ivy could ever be. 'Oh come on, don't you think I don't know what you and Josh get up to, Fleur tells me everything' Ivy replied, before pushing the pillows off her bed so that Laura couldn't protect her modesty. Merry shook her head, what on earth had Fleur told her? Hopefully it wasn't the story about the whip, the handcuffs, and the leash. It probably was the story about how Merry had once gotten locked outside their house completely naked. She'd had to scramble back in through a window and got her bum stuck as she clumsily clambered back in. Fortunately, it was the early morning, so only Fleur, two dogs walkers and a jogger saw her shame. Nevertheless, Fleur hadn't stopped laughing for a week.

Or perhaps it was the story of how Fleur had discovered Josh's secret that he was into WAM and encouraged him to cover Merry in whipped cream and lick it all off her face and breasts during foreplay. Ever since, as a joke, the twenty-year-old Fleur had regularly left extra cartons of cream in the fridge. Hopefully it wasn't the story about how Merry had lost a bet and had to wear a vibrator out in public for a week. Fleur gleefully controlled the vibrator, via an app on her phone, and turned it on and off, whenever Merry was anywhere near men. Naturally, the hour on the train opposite the university men's basketball team was the crowning glory of Merry's week. Surely it wasn't the story of how Merry was caught dogging (another dare by Fleur) by her university professor, or when she accidentally called out her dad's name whilst having sex with Josh, her boyfriend, which Fleur had never, ever let her forget.

But no, it probably was the story about the whip, the handcuffs, and the leash. One evening, whilst only wearing panties, an exhausted Merry had accidentally gotten into bed with Fleur's boyfriend Mako, having lost a game of Ring of Fire with her mates. Cuddling up to him, she'd even tried to take his boxer shorts off before realising her fatal mistake. Her confusion stemmed from Fleur and Merry having bought their boyfriends matching novelty banana boxer shorts together as a joke present. To be fair, Merry was short sighted and wore contacts, which she had already taken out, before trying to go to bed. But, despite the alcohol, she should really have been able to tell the difference between Mako and her boyfriend, since Mako was Afro-Caribbean! Fortunately Josh had been in Mako's bedroom at the time and so he had seen absolutely everything. But, like a car crash in slow motion, he had frozen in utter panic, and been unable to intervene. Deep down, however, Josh knew that Merry would never, ever cheat on him, so he forgave her straight away.

Nevertheless, Fleur, whose fiery red hair reached down to her breasts, was still mad with Mako, for not trying to stop Merry from jumping into bed with him. Thus, Fleur suggested that she should make Mako jealous and join Josh and Merry in a threesome to make up for Merry's indiscretion. Naturally, Josh had been game, but Mako truly hadn't been best pleased. In the end, they compromised, and the next day Merry and Fleur made out whilst their boyfriends watched and congratulated each other on their stunning girlfriends and their unswerving commitment to lesbian foreplay. In truth, Fleur had proven an extremely seductive dominatrix, which both pleased and terrified Mako in equal measure. Fleur had used her whip, handcuffs and leash on Merry who was perfectly cast as the submissive. Stripped naked, Merry had been paraded around and debased for Fleur, Mako and Josh's sexual pleasure. Fleur, in contrast, had never even taken off her black latex costume throughout the entire evening.

Thus, in reality, even though he was the one that Fleur originally had meant to punish, it was truly Mako, who was the real big winner. For he got to see every steamy inch of Josh's girlfriend, whilst his own remained relatively chaste. Though Fleur, to be fair, had enjoyed her evening almost as much as she enjoyed making out with Mako, who was a monster in the bed. Similarly, Merry had equally enjoyed herself, it had been strangely liberating being tied to her bed. Josh, on the other hand, would never say no to watching his girlfriend being tickled and licked. Her backside red from being repeatedly smacked and whipped, and her breasts smeared with lipstick and spit, Merry had drunk milk from a bowl like a cat, before having 10 litres of the cool white liquid poured over her forehead and chest. Fleur then smashed a tiramisu in Merry's face before grinding the remnants over her bosom and demanding that she lick herself clean.

Of course, having just donated a kidney to Ivy, Merry had promised her family that she would never get drunk, ever, ever again. Thus, having broken her vow almost immediately, Merry felt that she deserved everything that the salaciously sadistic Fleur sent her way. But, as Fleur reminded her, you don't need to be tipsy to be kinky, and Fleur, naturally, was up for doing it all over again. Either with or without the boys as an audience, it didn't really matter to the redhead, Merry was her best friend and submissive little pet. Fleur exclaimed that it was no wonder that Ivy was a lesbian, kissing girls was great. In return for their display, the boys had agreed to clean the girl's house every week for two months straight. Maybe, if they put on another show, Merry would never have to clean her toilet and bathroom ever again. But, knowing Fleur, she had probably told Ivy all of these stories, plus some of the more mundane. Fleur was never one for keeping secrets, she couldn't be trusted with anything. Hopefully, Fleur hadn't shown Ivy the video of her ordeal though, but Merry wasn't going to risk it by clarifying what her sister meant.

'True, true', Merry replied, sheepishly. 'Look, I need to go back to university in a couple of hours, so if you want me to help film your latest video, Laura had better put on some clothes quick.' 'Merry, you're the one whose cleavage is practically spilling out of your dress', Ivy retorted. Merry glanced down at her orange, Shein lune, solid ruffle, trim wrap, hem dress. Her sister was right, her breasts were almost bursting out of the v neck neckline and her cleavage was visible in outer space. 'Funny that, it's almost as if I was tricked by my sister into losing a bet where I can't wear a bra for three months straight, Merry chortled, before sighing in regret. Grinning, Laura, who was likewise staring at Merry's cleavage, jumped up and intimated to Ivy to help her put on her blue string bikini. Meaning to look away, Merry instead paused and gazed at the pretty brunette. A look between Laura and Ivy suggested that they must be up to something, so Merry had better be prepared.

Five minutes later the trio were outside in the back garden. With the camera rolling, Ivy began, 'Today, in 'Challenge Laura' we will be playing the 'Left or Right' challenge, as suggested by 'MyOhMy Magic' who wins this fabulous picture of the two of us by my exceedingly talented girlfriend. Laura, wearing her string bikini showed her picture to the camera, with such pride, she'd spent hours perfecting Ivy's face. Chiming in, Laura explained, 'But first, we've got some exciting news, in a few weeks, we will be appearing on the TV show, 'The Feud'. But don't worry, we haven't fallen out, no, we've been challenged by Merry and Fleur. Apparently, we keep on pranking them too often. It seems like Merry doesn't like being pied in the face.'

Suddenly, Ivy lurched sideways and pulled her older sister into shot. Merry squealed as Laura pied her on the nose before Ivy splatted another directly on top of her head. Together, they then gave Merry a pie sandwich, enveloping every last inch of her face in cream. Merry glanced down, the cream had dripped down her chin and onto her chest. Her cleavage was covered in light blue goo, their subscribers would be ever so pleased.

Usually the one receiving the mess, Laura was glad to give Merry her comeuppance. Laura wiped the cream back over Merry's cheeks after the older girl tried to wipe her face clean. Panting, as she tried to catch her breath, Merry simply couldn't believe it. She'd eagerly taken part in Laura and Ivy's pranks, forfeits and challenges over these past few months, in part to cheer her sister up after her long illness and recovery from surgery. It had been three months since she'd donated her kidney and almost a year since Ivy first fell ill. Truth be told, her sister was still not her usual self, she was always tired and withdrawn, but she always perked up whenever she pulled a prank on Merry. Ivy was a completely different person in front of the camera, so full of life and enthusiasm, compared to the shy, sullen younger sister Merry had got used to recently. As the older sibling, Merry felt guilty for leaving home and going to university. Yes, she only lived an hour away, but she wanted to be there for her sister, so occasionally appearing in her videos was Merry's way of making amends.

As you could expect, it had been Fleur who had encouraged Merry to get her own back on Ivy. Ivy was taking advantage of her good nature, which was quite ironic and hypocritical coming from Fleur, to say the least. Nevertheless, their appearance on 'The Feud' was still a few weeks away; Merry had been unprepared for getting messy today. Her cute ruffle, wrap dress was possibly ruined, why would Ivy let her wear it, if she knew she was going to get pranked and messy?

Once the three girls had calmed back down, Ivy bade Laura to sit down on the plastic garden chair. Explaining to camera, Ivy began, 'Today, all Laura has to do is pick left or right. In each round, one of the prizes will be a bucket of melted chocolate ice cream. The other will be a bucket of custard. Thus, whatever Laura chooses, she is going to get exceedingly messy. We are going to play seven rounds. To win, Laura has to choose at least four buckets of custard. If she loses, she gets the remainder of the mess, plus a barrage of 10 cream pies and a disgusting mystery bucket as a forfeit. But, if she wins, Merry gets all the mess instead!' 'Wait what', Merry replied, in trepidation. Merry couldn't believe it, Ivy was taking advantage of her yet again! Merry should really stand up for herself, she was the older sister after all. But, as usual, she was outnumbered; if only Fleur was here to save her skin!

With Merry at hand to make sure that neither Ivy or Laura were tempted to cheat (by looking around or swapping buckets), the girls were ready to begin. Picking the left bucket, Laura was surprised by four litres of cold, slimy custard pouring down over her fringe. With the yellow viscid gunk still sliding down her chest, Laura was instructed to lean back so that Ivy could pour the second bucket directly over her face. Looking up, Laura cheered as her cheeks were completely engulfed in custard once again. Merry bit her lip in vexation as Laura picked the 'left' bucket for the third time in row, the pattern was beginning to look suspicious. Custard once more, Ivy nonchalantly poured the viscid yellow gunk directly over Laura's breasts. With her string bikini, barely covering her bosom, Laura blushed as the custard seeped inside and over her nipples, causing her to squirm and wince.

Sensing defeat, Merry swiftly intervened. Merry insisted upon replacing Ivy as the person ordering the buckets behind Laura, as she guessed. Merry was certain that Ivy was trying to set her up, Laura always knew which bucket to choose, it all seemed far too easy. Scrunching up her nose, Ivy reluctantly agreed. Laura had a huge head start, she only had to guess one more bucket right to win. Nevertheless, with Laura finally switching to the 'right' bucket, Merry's mind games worked and she poured the melted chocolate ice cream over the squealing teen. The fifth bucket, in contrast, Merry threw at point blank range over Laura's angelic face. Able to see what was coming, Laura sighed in frustration as ice cream splattered against her cheeks. With the score three versus two, Laura didn't know what to do; their attempt to set Merry up had been rumbled, she could easily lose yet again. Feeling nervous, Laura glanced behind her. 'Cheat!' cried Merry before pouring ice cream over the brunette, without giving her the chance to choose which bucket to next pick. 'I think cheaters deserve an extra punishment. Try peeking now', Merry beamed before engulfing Laura's face in a pink and blue coloured cream pie sandwich. The score was now three all, out of nowhere, it was sudden death, Get the next bucket wrong and Laura would become an unrecognisable creamy mess. Unable to see, Laura began, 'Left, no right, no left, no right', utterly unsure which bucket to choose. 'I'm afraid we have to go with your first answer', Merry chortled as she upended a bucket over the brunette.

However, in her haste, Merry accidentally poured the wrong bucket, filled with custard, over the slimy teen. Unable to clearly see, Laura licked her lips, slowly realising that something was amiss. 'Hang on, this is custard, I've won!' she squealed. Aghast, all too late, Merry slowly realised her mistake. 'No, no, you picked the wrong bucket, as you lost, you are entitled to all the mess, hence the custard', Merry stammered, unconvincingly.

Ivy wasn't going to let her sister get away with it, however. 'No, no, rules are rules, Laura is only covered in three buckets of ice cream', she explained. Ivy knew exactly what she was doing. Sure enough, Merry took the hint and poured a fourth bucket of gooey chocolate ice cream over Laura, whose protests fell on deaf ears. 'No she isn't', Merry beamed. Laura continued to complain, only to be silenced by Merry splatting a red cream pie in her dainty, little face. Pleased with herself, Merry failed to notice Ivy creep up behind her and empty a bucket of ice cream over the back of her head. 'Merry, you lost, fair and square, take your punishment', Ivy declared. Sensing her chance, Laura rolled forwards off the chair. But, prone on the ground, Laura was helpless as Merry poured another bucket of ice cream over her hair instead. Ivy, meanwhile, splatted a purple cream pie onto Merry's face. Blinded, Merry was shoved down onto the seat, already a sloppy mess of custard and ice cream.

Picking herself up, Laura gleefully poured a bucket of custard over Merry's head before Ivy opened up the front of Merry's dress and poured ice cream over her partially exposed chest. Not wearing a bra, Merry shuddered as the ice cold goo slithered over her breasts and slid down over her stomach. Laura meanwhile opened up the back of Merry's dress and poured half a bucket of custard down her back, before lifting up the hem of Merry's dress and forcibly yanking away her knickers. Showing little regard for what might be caught on camera, Laura emptied the remainder of the bucket over Merry's backside before giving her a wedgie. Merry however, was fairly oblivious as Ivy was busy pouring the last bucket of custard over her forehead. She did however squeal in pain as Laura snapped back Merry's knickers against her rear.

Laura and Ivy then took turns to throw four cream pies at Merry's face, each pie hitting her with precision, purpose and velocity. Ivy then opened up the front of Merry's dress and ground a pie against her sister's breasts. Sensing the opportunity to get the, up to now, mostly clean Ivy messy, Laura picked up the nearest pie and threw it at her friend. But, ducking out the way, Ivy laughed as the pie simply splatted into Merry's face instead. Taking revenge, Ivy splatted the final pie into Laura's face. It was now time for the final messy forfeit. Merry instantly knew what it was, she could smell it, and it was disgusting, as always. Everyone knew that Merry hated ranch dressing. Sure enough, two three litre buckets of ranch dressing were emptied over her custard smothered head. The slimy sauce seeped down inside her dress and pooled over her crotch, before sloshing over her thighs and dripping down her legs. Merry shivered in cold and disgust in equal measure. 'Bagsy the shower first!' Merry exclaimed.

Unfortunately for Merry, her mum wouldn't let Ivy or Laura into the house unless they joined her in the bathroom, and it looked like it was about to rain. Her mum, Ginny, didn't want her new carpets to get messy and didn't have time for Merry's complaints. Hence, all three girls were herded upstairs as Ginny put newspaper down everywhere they went. It looked like Merry was going to have to have an audience for her shower, the other two both declining the opportunity to have their shower first instead.

Fully clothed and mostly clean, Ivy quickly splashed water on her face and used a flannel to wash her arms and legs. After wiping herself down with a towel, Ivy began to load the video they had just filmed onto her laptop, so that she could edit it. Still in her bikini, an exceedingly gooey Laura sat down in the empty bath, waiting for Merry to finish. Merry meanwhile, stripped off her ruined ruffle wrap dress and slid her unfathomably soiled knickers down her legs. Merry clocked that Laura, who was a lesbian after all, was watching her every move with glee. Naked, Merry joked, 'This isn't awkward at all', before stepping inside the walk in shower, with clear transparent glass that left nothing to the imagination whatsoever.

Suddenly, Merry screamed. The brunette burst out of the shower and ran out of the bathroom without stopping to think. Immediately, she collided with her mother and fell over backwards onto their new carpet, somehow missing the newspaper, which was meant to keep it clean. 'Merry not again! That's twice now this week, stop getting custard everywhere! You're lucky your father's not home, he won't be pleased to hear one of his daughters is running around naked once again. What will the neighbours think?' Ginny shrieked.

Gingerly, the naked Merry stood back up and returned to bathroom, but not before her mother gave her a playful slap on the rear. Glancing back at the shower, Merry remarked, 'Oh, you didn't', upon noticing the large plastic spider that had startled her to begin with. Almost ignoring her, Ivy remarked, 'Hey, do you mind if we send in the clip from last week to the Feud?' With Merry speechless, Ivy continued, 'Look Laura, here is what happened last Sunday'. Sure enough, Merry had burst out of the bathroom, gabbling about a spider, before colliding, naked with her mother yet again. Joking, Ivy added, 'They can blur out your bush, but it is an adult show, so they may want to keep your bum in. You could become an internet meme.' 'You wouldn't dare', Merry replied, before Ivy retorted, 'Hang on, didn't you post a video of you in the bath to Instagram, showing off your cleavage, just last week?' 'You know that was Fleur's idea, she said you couldn't see anything. How was I to know my left nipple was briefly present?' Merry complained. Shrugging, Ivy explained to Laura, 'Instagram took it down, but it's out there on the Internet now forever, presumably. You wouldn't want Dad to find out about it, would you Merry? Look, Laura, here it is, I downloaded it before it got banned, see.' Despite Merry's protestations, Ivy played the video of her sister, with bubble bath mostly covering her modesty. That was, until Fleur sprayed Merry in the face with the shower head and the brunette flinched upwards, briefly exposing her nipple. 'You wouldn't' Merry exclaimed, exceedingly worried about being blackmailed. Ivy was about to reply, worried that she had taken things too far, when Laura swiftly chimed in, 'We won't say anything. That is, if you allow me to draw you having a shower. I'll be quick, I promise. I'm working on my technique and I'd like a challenge. I love drawing the nude female figure.'

'Fine', Merry replied, much to Ivy's surprise, before stepping back inside the shower. Water gushed down over her pale white skin as she began to wipe the custard from her arms, chest, thighs and bottom. Laura meanwhile intensely studied the scar on Merry's stomach, which had almost faded since donating one of her kidneys to her sister. Ivy, on the other hand, continued to edit the video, only glancing up at her naked sister occasionally. 'Merry, turn around please, I want to see your breasts', Laura demanded, much to Ivy's amusement. Merry felt giddy at the teenager staring at her, even her boyfriend wasn't so intense and greedy when ogling her naked curves. Acquiescing, Merry began to rub shower gel over her breasts and lithe, flat stomach. Gradually, she began to feel comfortable, posing and standing naked in front of Laura. Laura was a nice girl, who had been there for Ivy when Merry couldn't. But, for some reason, Merry couldn't quite trust her. Nevertheless, Merry began to wash the gel off her breasts when suddenly her phone began to vibrate. Without hesitating, Ivy picked it up and answered it.

Noting that it was Merry's boyfriend, Josh, Ivy cheekily slid it onto video call. 'Hi Josh, it's Ivy. Merry's a little busy, she's in the shower.' Without thinking, Ivy rotated the camera to record the naked Merry. Merry instinctively smiled at seeing her boyfriend, before suddenly remembering that she was in the nude. 'Ivy! What are you doing! Josh is there anyone else with you!' Josh, startled, yet seduced, by the image of his naked girlfriend, took a moment too long to respond. 'Just Fleur. Mako is upstairs cleaning the bathroom, like we promised.' Josh then turned the phone so that Merry could see Fleur and Fleur could see Merry. Fleur, grinned as she saw her pretty little sub and joked, 'Looking good there Merry.' Fleur then snatched the phone from Josh and continued, 'I'm guessing your sister played another one of her tricks on you again, didn't she.' 'No, of course not', shouted Ivy, risibly. Continuing, Ivy explained, 'Merry lost fair and square. She had victory in her grasp and she blew it. You, on the other hand' Suddenly, Josh splatted a pink cream pie in Fleur's bewitching face. 'A present, from Ivy', he explained. Triumphant, Merry couldn't help but smile at her best friend's messy fate. Wiping the cream from her eyes, Fleur retorted, 'Ivy, just you wait.' Grinning, Josh wiped the cream across Fleur's dainty, pretty face. Glancing down at the gunk on the floor, Fleur added, 'Josh, I don't know why you're laughing, you're going to have to clean up the mess that you've just made'.

Finishing off in the shower, Merry turned off the spray and remarked, 'Looking good Fleur', before opening the shower door and screaming as Ivy threw a bucket of custard over her face, breasts and legs. Grinning, Fleur almost fell off the sofa at the sorry site of her gooey best friend. 'Josh is going to do our washing later. If you have any clothes that need cleaning, give them to him as soon as you get in'. Replying, Merry explained, 'Of course, I've got plenty, as always, not all of it covered in custard, however. I'll see you later tonight. I might be late though, as I've got to jump back in the shower, it seems.' Suddenly, Mako emerged from nowhere, carrying a bucket and detergent, and remarked, 'Hi Merry! Oh sorry', he stammered, after spotting her naked once again. Glancing awkwardly at Josh, Mako sat down and continued, 'Apparently, you've run out of milk, so if you want to do any foreplay later, you'll need to stop at the supermarket on the way over, Merry'. Flabbergasted, Josh pushed Mako off the sofa, and Fleur winked to the camera, before continuing to scrape cream from her beautiful face.

Whilst Ivy hung up the call, Merry, swiftly jumped back into the shower, turned the warm water on, and returned to scraping custard off her bosom. Three minutes later, with Merry losing track of time under the soothing shower, Laura cried out, 'Finished' and proudly showed off her picture to Ivy. 'Wow, that's amazing, it's so lifelike, though Merry's bum is a little too small', Ivy joked playfully. Then, whilst Merry began to towel herself down, Laura stripped out of her blue string bikini. Turning to Merry, she remarked, 'Hi, can I ask you one last favour. I'd like to make a special gift to Ivy to show her how much I trust and love her. Can you film me?' 'Wait, what? In the shower?' both Ivy and Merry replied, almost in unison. 'Ivy, I want to do this. I want to preserve days like this forever. I'd trust you with the video with my life, please say yes.' Gushing, Ivy leaped up and kissed her girlfriend on the lips. Sitting back down to watch, with Merry busy with the camera, Ivy lost herself in a reverie as Laura began to wash the custard and ice cream off her face. Far more graceful than Merry, Laura was clearly playing to the camera. She even began to touch herself, momentarily, sending Ivy's passions wild and giving Merry ideas for any future foreplay.

For ten minutes, Laura seductively washed herself clean, aping the style of an asmr video and blew kisses to the doating Ivy. A towel wrapped around her chest, Merry felt odd zooming in and out over Laura's most private parts, but she was happy to do so, as it seemed that Laura really loved her sister. After Laura dried herself off, Ivy poked her head out of the bathroom door to check for the all-clear. Once confirmed, Ivy took Laura by the hand and led her naked girlfriend to her bedroom, who almost tripped up over the damp newspaper under their feet. Then, they both collapsed down on Ivy's bed and snuggled up to each another, just like a few hours earlier. With Ivy clothed, and Laura fully nude, Laura began to daydream about their future together like before, with them riding bikes, playing golf, dancing the Argentine Tango, planting flowers and painting the house together, all the while with Laura in the nude. Even in her reverie, Ivy was playing pranks, and upturned a bucket of blue paint over the imaginary, yet naked Laura's head. Soon enough, the two real teenagers fell asleep together, with Ivy's head resting upon Laura's bosom and her hand pressing against Laura's crotch.

Merry meanwhile, was still only dressed in a towel. Thinking the coast was clear, she tiptoed down to the kitchen to have a glass of water before getting changed. Suddenly, she heard the doorbell ring. Merry looked through the translucent glass of the kitchen side door. 'Red hair, it must be Fleur', she thought and began to open the door without thinking. Forgetting that Fleur was over an hour away, Merry was surprised to find Arlo, Fleur's equally redheaded younger brother. Mutual embarrassment caught the pair equally off guard, with Arlo not expecting to see Merry, who he fancied like mad, in a skimpy towel whatsoever. Equally confused, Merry failed to spot the cake he was holding or the phone that Arlo had secured to his jacket. 'A present from Fleur', he remarked before splatting a chocolate gateaux into Merry's exquisite, unsuspecting face. 'Oh crumbs, this was meant for Ivy! Fleur's right, I always make a mess of things', the nineteen-year-old Arlo garbled apologetically.

Had she been able to see, had her face not been engulfed with cream, Merry would have spotted Fleur, on the other side of a video call, almost fall off the sofa once again. Before Merry had any time to react, Arlo added, 'Oh shucks, this wasn't meant for you, but Fleur wouldn't want me to waste it', and upturned a raspberry trifle over Merry's head. However, Arlo did so with such force that Merry's towel slid off her heaving chest. Completely naked, Merry squealed, and poor Arlo didn't know where to look, though he swiftly settled at staring at Merry's crotch, as the brunette whimpered and squealed.

Completely naked and covered in goo, Merry spun around when she heard her approaching mum remark, 'Oh, Meredith. What are you doing?' Turning to the teenage boy outside, Ginny added, 'Arlo, don't think that you're mum won't hear about this.' Her backside still visible to Arlo, Merry blushed and shouted her revenge to Fleur, who replied, 'How is that my fault? Blame Arlo! I can't trust him with anything! But, this is funny, you have to admit. Merry, you've been a naughty little sub, exposing yourself to my sweet little brother, I think you need punishing when you get back, I'll get the handcuffs, whip and leash ready.' Merry's mum couldn't believe what she was hearing. Instinctively she slapped her daughter on the backside three times and scowled as Arlo burst out laughing at them together. Standing up for her brother, Fleur remarked, 'Please don't tell our mum, it wasn't his fault Merry can't fashion a towel properly. Besides, I wouldn't want anyone to find out that you like spanking Merry.'

As Ginny's cheeks turned bright red, Arlo gave his apologies and fled back home. He'd adored Merry for years, it made his day to finally see her naked, he would remember what had just happened forever. Furthermore, when he got back, he could watch the video of Merry in the bath, that she had mistakenly posted on Instagram, as a thank you from his sister. It was in return for agreeing to her prank, even if things hadn't work out as expected.

Ignoring her mother, who was still embarrassed at being caught spanking her daughter, Merry began to plot her revenge. Without even bothering to pick her towel back up, the naked Merry began to raid the fridge. Then, after selecting a strawberry trifle, Merry once again covered herself, though her towel fell down almost instantly. Hopeless, in her complaints, her Mum warned her not to do anything stupid with tonight's dessert, but Merry simply waved her away. 'What are you going to do? Spank me?' she hissed. Intent on giving Ivy her comeuppance, Merry put her towel back on and crept back up into her sister's room, where she found both Ivy and Laura fast asleep. Ivy was helpless, there was nothing she could do to defend herself. Somehow, today, Ivy hadn't got messy at all, even Fleur had had one creamy, well deserved, pie to the face.

Glancing at Laura, Merry simply shook her head. A fortnight ago, Merry had finally won a bet against Fleur, and the redhead had to sleep naked for six whole weeks. Mako was overjoyed, and Josh devastated, that it wasn't Merry who had lost and suffered the risqué forfeit instead. It was getting late, by the time Merry drove back to their shared house, Fleur would probably already be naked in bed. The handcuffs, whip and lease would have to wait.

Distracted, Merry tripped up on the newspaper on the floor and fell forwards, face first into the trifle, that she had intended for Ivy. Covered in jelly, custard and cream, Merry lightly swore, waking up her sister, whilst Laura miraculously continued to sleep. Raising her head, Ivy giggled, whilst their mum, hearing the thump through the ceiling, began to shout at Merry in despair. Defeated, Merry was helpless as Ivy placed the trifle bowl over Merry's head like a crown and pledged her allegiance to the 'Queen of Custard and Cream'. Then, when Merry removed the bowl, Ivy surprised her by
producing a hidden carton of four pints of milk and pouring it over her sister's bewitching head. Naked, as her towel had given way once more, Merry winced as Ivy exclaimed, 'Fleur told me that you had a fetish for licking milk, though I can't see the appeal myself. But you're my sister, so I love you anyway'. Playfully, Merry began to lick milk from her arms; clearly it had been out of the fridge for too long, it really didn't taste great. Getting into role, Merry raised her hands into a cat's claw and purred as Ivy bombarded her with a second carton of milk, which splashed down over her sister's face. Walking past the open door, their mum glanced in and simply shook her head.

Two hours later, Merry was curled up at home in her bed. It had been too late to drive back to university once she had finally cleaned the cream from her breasts. Suddenly, her phone began to vibrate. It was Fleur, and she was stark naked. 'Surprise!' Fleur cried out before twirling around and exposing herself to Merry. I thought I'd prove to you that I was still meeting my side of our bet'. Like Merry, Fleur was utterly gorgeous, though perhaps being a redhead, arguably gave Fleur the edge. Her curvy figure rivalled Merry's and her freckles were a joy in themselves, but best of all were her breasts. Merry had the more alluring bum, but Fleur's bosom was something else. Continuing, Fleur admitted, 'Merry, I'm afraid I've been a little bit naughty myself. When, I tried calling you five minutes ago, I accidentally called Josh, by mistake, instead. He's seen my naked, so we're equal now, I guess.' Laughing, Merry replied, 'Oh no Fleur, not by a long way. It seems like you need punishing too, just you wait.' 'No need, I agree', Fleur cackled, before upending a four pint carton of milk over her own head.