The show came back from the commercial break showing Marny and Che, still, in the seats, mouths held open by the mouth rings. They were being sprayed with the chocolate guns controlled by the vengeful stagehands. The chocolate-coated both of them, though it was less noticeable since it matches Marny's skin. Che was covered just as much, expect most of the chocolate was going in her forced opened mouth.

"Alright girls, you're time is up." The jets stopped and the stagehands got up from the bike pedals. Che and Marny removed the rings from their mouths and got up from their seats. The chocolate invaded every crevice, even Che who's panties provided little protection from the invading sweet stuff. 'Go on backstage, towel off and we'll get ready for our final challenge. While we wait, let's have one more audience participation price. Will seat 298 please come join our two previous participants in the Slop Box. A brunet with pale skin and glasses came down from the second row and sat between Genny and Heather. Three two-gallon buckets were brought out, along with a funnel attached to a mouthpiece.

"Tell us a little bit about yourself?" Tara asked the brunet.

"I'm Emily. I'm an art student here at the college and I'm twenty-four." As she talked, her pierced tongue could be seen by the cameras.

"That sounds fun. So what we're going to do is put this funnel in your mouth, and poor these three mystery buckets down the funnel. Granted I'm sure some of it will get on you since we're not going to wait for you to swallow before pouring the whole thing. Each bucket will net you fifty bucks, so not too shabby. But here's what we're going to do, just like Genny here," She gestured to the pudding covered Genny who had put the shirt on which only just came past her bum. "For each article of clothing you remove, we'll tack another ten dollars onto what you get. How does that sound?"

"That sounds pretty awesome." Unlike many of the other contestants so far, Emily had done messy play with her boyfriend before, mostly with paints though. She had also done nude modeling for the life figure drawing classes, so she was not ashamed to be naked. something that was clearly going to pay off now. "I'm going all the way, Tara." Tara temporarily looked shocked as the brunet stood and quickly removed her loose cotton shirt to reveal a tan cotton pushup bra. Wolf whistle and cheers came from the crown. Emily wanted to give them a show. She kept her back to them as she unbuttoned her jean shorts. As Emily pulled them down, she bent over, showing off her ample but to the crows. I almost popped out of her white briefs. She turned and threw the shorts into the crowd. In a fluid motion, like she had stripped before, she pulled her bra off but covered her now bare breasts, making the crowd salivate. As Emily tossed it into another section, she uncovered her breasts. She turned back around and removed her panties just as she had with her shorts. Upon turning around, the crowd could see a small strip of neatly trimmed pubic hair, just before the panties were tossed into the crowd.

"Well, that sure was exciting." Tarra fanned herself. "Now, if at any time, you want to stop, just make an O.K sign with your hand." Heather imitated the gesture playfully. Tarra strapped the funnel to Emily's head, and the tube forced her tongue down, going halfway to the back of her mouth. "First off, we have... Blended peas, Genny, would you like to do the honors." Genny obediently hefted the bucket up to the funnel of the now sitting heather. After a beat, she poured it in the funnel. It was too fast for heather to handle the funnel filled quickly. The remainder of the slop, fell on her face, cascading down her hair, covering her eyes and nose. The camera showed Emily's throat gulping down the putrid stuff. She stopped when the funnel was half empty.

"The next substance is... Cheese sauce" Heather grabbed that bucked and filled the rest of the funnel, then aimed the bucked on Emily's naked breast, which made her giggle. Unlike last time, she did not swallow anything. However, Tara had a cruel plan. She held Emily's pea covered nose, forcing her to inhale and swallow the putrid mixture of cheese sauce and peas. When Emily could take no more and needed to exhale, she blew out the nozzle, causing the contents to fly out. Some of the mixtures hit Tara, Genny and audience members behind. However, most of it hit Heather's unfortunately positioned face. She made a giant 'O' face out of disbelief, which meant she two tasted the gross mixture.

"Finally, our last savory slop is... Gravy" This time, Genny and Heather got on either side of Emily and poured the gravy in. Emily looked genuinely surprised at this one. She was forced to swallow twice, but stopped, letting the gravy flow up and down her face and breasts. The two girls took the bucket down and let the rest join the peas and cheese that were collecting around the poor girls' pussy. After the ordeal was over, Emily leaned her head to the right, and the remainder dripped on her mostly clean right shoulder. Without hesitation, Emily unstrapped the contraption and pulled it out of her mouth. What little slop remain fell between her breasts.

"How was that?" Tarra asked, wiping some of the splattered mess from her face.

"Worse than I thought it was going to be." Emily spat some of the gravy on the floor in front of her. "But the money made it worth it." She pumped her hand with the feeder into the air in calibration. Tara went back to the center stage where the toweled of teams joined her.

"Well ladies, it's time for the final challenge." Both teams stood center stage on either side of Tara. On one side, there were the cheerleaders, Jane and Areum. Jane's naked form was covered in an assortment of slime from the previous challenge. The slime on Areum had mostly tried and was even falling off. The quick twoling off helped remove much of the slime and chocolate mixture from Marny, but much like her partner Che, they were still wet from the last forfeit. "When the curtain rises and you turn around, your final challenge will begin. The lovely ladies that you've been messing up and have been messing you up, are now down to a whipped cream bikini which we put there. The first team to clean off their assigned girl gets the victory. Bonus points for making them lose their balance." With that, the curtain opened, showing the audience two very nearly naked women on either side of a wall. "Time ends once one girl is clean. On your mark, get set, go!" The two teams turned and bolted.

Cameras caught their breasts wobbling as they ran. Che and Marny devised a quick strategy as they ran. Jane and Areum did not. Jane had done something similar on a spring break adventure, so she was confident in her cream licking abilities. Areum knelt down once she was close to the stage hand and began licking the cream around her crotch. However, she was getting more on her face and spreading it around instead of removing the cream. Jane focused on the left breast and was sucking the white fluff instead of licking it.

On the other side of the wall, Marny went behind the girl and began cleaning off the backside, while Che handled the breasts. Che's tongue lapped up the cream like a pro, even tickling the girl's nipple, which began to make her wet. Soon, Mary was done with the back, and licked down her crack, between her legs, and started taking care of the girls pussy as Che moved to the left breast. Her free hand started playing with the girls clean it, which made her in hail sharply. Marny had cleaned off either side of the girl's hips and was now down to the last chunk of whipped cream in the middle. Meanwhile, Che was done with her portion and was sucking and licking the girl's nipples. She began to moan, and Marny could feel her legs begin to wobble. Once Marny was done with the cream, she used her tongue to play with the girl's clitoris. Her finger went into the girl's very wet pussy and Marny began moving it in and out.

The loud moan heard by Jane and Areum only spurred them on more to finish the job. Jane was almost done with the second breast and began to squeeze the stage hand's breasts. Areaum was doing her best to finger the helpless stagehand while getting the last bit of cream. The bell sounded meaning time was up, they didn't get their girl to fall, but it seemed like they cleaned her off in record time. The wall lifter up to the rafters and on the opposite side, Marny and Cher were on top of their stage girl who was laying in a puddle of her pussy juices, shaking. They had lost, and quite handily to the school girls.

"Very well done ladies." Tara clapped and stood next to the victors. Marny stood, juices had cleaned off her lips and chin, and now dripped onto her cleavage. Che stood next to her partner beaming. "You two get to share $3,445 and some awesome stories. You also get two Daring Do T-shirts, free of mess for your awesome performance." She looked at the other two, "Now you two, we'll see you back next week. You may have it as bad as these two ladies, who knows, we'll find out."

She gestured to the three girls in the Slop Box. "Girls, come on down." They followed her to a paddling pool in front of a wooden beam. On either side of the pool, there were tables with the emergency scissors, a cleaned force-feed funnel and several types of mess. "I've caused you threesome torment, so girls, you have until the end of our credits to get your revenge." She raised her arms to the shackles attached to the beam and the naked stagehands locked her in. Once they were done, they walked off stage to get clean.

Immediately, Genny went for the emergency scissors. She was going to pay her back for removing her clothes. While she was cutting a slit up the front of the Tara strapless dress, Emily shoved the funnel into her mouth. As the device was strapped in, the dress was removed, leaving her in just a thong. Tara took a sharp intake of breath at the sudden exposure. It made her wet. Heather found what she was looking for. She mixed some piping hot tomato sauce and noodles in a bow. She went to the helpless Tara, pulled open her flimsy panties, and dumped the contents in. They did not hold nearly as much as hers currently did, but it was satisfying.

While Heather took care of Tara's pussy and legs, Genny applied two pies to her bare breasts. Emily tipped the bucket of peas down the funnel, giving Tara a taste of her own medicine. Just like Emily, more peas ended up on her head than in the funnel. To her credit, she swallowed more than Emily. Genny applied two pies to the side of Tara's face as Emily got another bucket. Heather grabbed a box of custard and threw it on the bound Tara, it mostly collected around her pie covered breasts. Emily chose a bucket of very watery mashed potatoes to apply next. For good measure, she held Tara's nose, forcing her to finish off the peas left in the funnel. Once they were done, she filled up the funnel and poured the rest over Tara's body. Genny had applied three pies to various places on Tara's body. She was set to slam one more into the spaghetti covered thong.

It was at that moment that both Emily and Genny notice heather had escaped fairly clean and still was fully clothed. Both had enacted their vengeance on Tara but thought it was unfair that Heather escaped so much humiliation. They would soon rectify that. After a quick planning season, they snuck up behind the girl as she poured a bowl of slime over Tara's chest. Genny quickly unzipped the top of her tracksuit, and bulled at the back, locking her arms behind her in the sleeves. This made it imposable to fight back. Emily grabbed her pants and underwear, pulling both down. As Genny worked at the bra strap, Emily grabbed two pies. Once she returned Heather was naked and squirming less. The pies were applied to her naked, spaghetti coated breasts. Genny forced her to lay down in the pool which had a thick layer of goop in it. Genny got up as Emily straddled Heather, holder her arms with her thighs. Genny grabbed a bucked of slime and poured it over the face of the helpless heather and then covered her upper half, getting a little on Emily, who didn't seem to mind.

"Well everyone, that's our show, see you next week!" Tara signed off and the camera panned back. No one was about to stop the tow girls that were trashing Heather. The show faded to black, and the audience was treated to some bonus entertainment as the rest of the contents on the tables were used to cover Heather.