What on earth have I let myself in for, thought Emma as she sat desperately trying to peak from under her blindfold while gently tugging at the Velcro straps holding her wrists and ankles firmly to the chair, smiling slightly as the PVC squeaked as she moved. It had sounded such an innocent request when Sarah asked her to help with the end of year media project, now though she wasn't so sure as she shuffled the plastic sheet under her shoes for the fifth time. Sarah had helped her on so many occasions with fashion projects for school and everything else from boyfriends to what to wear and without doubt would be classed as her best friend, but damn what project was she doing though Emma as the sound of the door opening filled her ears.

Hello she called out straining to overcome the temporary blindness of the blindfold. A small giggle escaped Sarah's mouth as she walked back into the room. "Oi" snapped back Emma, "what hair brained thing have I let myself in for now". "Oh I'm sorry" giggled Sarah, "you just looked funny wiggling your bum in the chair, how do you like my outfits?" Emma had liked the outfits a lot when she saw them hanging in the spare room. Emma was a fashion designer by trade and pretty good by all accounts, her design style though was glamorous evening wear for parties, VIP events etc so when it came to everyday office wear her wardrobes were quite limited. Sarah had arranged two outfits similar in many ways but with subtle differences. Outfit one comprised a white blouse, black knee length skirt, black sheen holdups and black 3" open toed court shoes. The second outfit also had the white blouse, a much shorter above knee skirt, black holdups but paired with a pair of black closed toe 4" court shoes with an ankle strap. Sarah had said Emma could keep both but to pick whichever one she wanted today and the other one to just zip back up into its bag to take home later. Looking at the choices and with the business meeting at the bank in the morning, the longer skirt outfit would be perfect plus already ironed and ready to go. "They're great thanks Sarah" replied Emma, "I just wish I'd have known I'd be sitting on this chair and I might have picked the longer skirt" she said, "it's got a nasty habit of riding up when I move". "Ummm" smirked Sarah "it does appear to be showing alittle more than you might want". Emma felt her cheeks blush alittle as she heard Sarah approach and pull the skirt back into the correct place restoring Emma's modesty. "Well you'd better stop wriggling" grinned Sarah as she playfully poked Emma in the side resulting in Emma nearly spasming out of the chair. "Oooo I'm so gonna get you back for that" gasped Emma trying to regain her balance. "Ohhhh im sure you will, but before that lets get this party started" giggled Sarah grasping the blindfold and whipping it off Emma's eyes.

Emma blinked a few times as the light returned to her eyes then burst into fits of laughter bouncing the chair as the laughed. "What are you wearing" she spluttered in between fits of giggles. Sarah stood hands on hips in the naughtiest French maids outfit Emma had ever seen. The light glinted off her black heels as she moved her shoe backwards and forwards resting on the heel, long black stockings encased her legs leading upto a tiny black skirt with white lace trim, a tight white blouse and little white frilly color. Emma's eyes traced over the sight in front of her not quite knowing what to say, Sarah grinned turning round to reveal a pair of tight black satin panties wrapping her bum like a Christmas present. She bent forward slightly wiggling her bum and giggling. "Where on earth did you get that from" Emma groaned still laughing. "Oh it was my supposed secret Santa gift from work last year, everyone knows it was from Jacob, I think he hoped I might wear it for him, ha ok in his dreams". Emma smiled again "ummm you probably are" she said. Sarah shuddered at the though "there are not enough ews in the world to describe how wrong that is" she replied brushing her outfit straight at the front. Emma surveyed the room again, plastic sheeting lay draped over the floor and up the walls, even the dining table which was normally littered with magazines and bits and bobs appeared to be covered but as Emma expected it didn't appear that Sarah had suddenly become any better at tidying as it was obvious there were things underneath the sheeting. There didn't appear to be anything else in the room until her eyes fell onto a camera sat on a tripod behind where Sarah was standing, still swishing her skirt from left to right. Her mouth fell open slightly, "Ok time for some answers you, Why are you dressed like a French maid and why am I strapped to this chair", she said wriggling slightly, "and WHAT" she said raising her voice slightly "is the camera for". "This had better not be some hair brained money making idea you've had" she said still tugging at the wrist straps. Sarah stopped her swishing and stood open mouthed at Emma. "we've known each other for 20 years since we were six. If I needed money for something, do you not think I may have mentioned it to you instead of dreaming up a hair brained plan to get you round here. I'm almost hurt by that comment. The French maid outfit I've told you where I got it, it actually has nothing to do with what I'm doing today, but as I don't have any scruffy clothes as a certain friend is a fashion designer and won't let me leave the house looking anything but perfect I thought I'd wear this incase it gets damaged in any way and secondly I thought me dressed like this might make you laugh and lighten the mood. The reason your here is to help me with my end of year project as you already know, I'm doing abstract light and texture as part of media. Your wearing white and black because of the monochromatic look it gives, your wearing those heels because of the shine they give, the PVC chair for the same reason, the wrist and ankle straps for some interesting abstract shots of just your ankle and the strap and your wrists". Sarah stopped talking shaking her head, Emma dropped her eyes from her friends and very quietly whispered "sorry". "I'm sorry Sarah I shouldn't have said that, will you forgive me". The smile crept back over Sarah's face, "oh come on Emma do you really think I'd fall out with you over something as silly as that, very vivid imagination though I must admit" she said still smirking. Emma let out a sight and slumped back in the chair, "don't wind me up like that gheesh" she said starting to smile as well, "so I'm guessing all the plastic is for the same shimmer effect, even though I think your using abit more than is needed" she said starting to relax again. "Oh this lot" smiled Sarah sliding her foot from her shoe and brushing her toes over the plastic sheeting "oh no this is just to keep the carpet clean, remember I'm doing texture, light and tone, so the plan is to take this lot and see how it contrasts with the white and black". With that Sarah turned to the table and whipped the plastic sheet off revealing a mind boggling selection of treats. Bowls of custard, tubs of yogurt, cans of squirty cream, trifles, fancy looking cakes all trimmed with cream, a selection of whipped cream pies all neatly lined up in rows. Emma didn't move, her mouth wide open her eyes so far out of her head it was a miracle they didn't fall out. Silence gripped the room until the sound of Emma swallowing hard filled Sarah's ears. "Your going to cover me in that lot" Emma squeaked starting to squirm in the chair. "Well it was one of two options for my final" Sarah replied calmly. "One is what we're doing now, the other option was human reaction, so I'd considered doing the same but tickling your feet for 10 minutes while taping it, then 10 minutes on your sides, 10 under your arms and 10 on your tummy. I thought you'd prefer this, but fair enough". Sarah reached down and started to unbuckle Emma's shoe. "Woooooah there" screamed Emma. "No no no no no, stop right there". Sarah stopped her work and knelt at Emma's feet. "Come on hun" she grinned "be my messy mate for me" she said tugging teasingly at Emma's heel. Sarah's eyes darted from her heels to the table, back to her heels then to Sarah. "Fine but on one condition". She said. "You leave that big custard pie, and that jug of custard to the side. When your finished with everything else I get to use just those two things on you, no other mess just those". Sarah glanced at the table and walked over moving the jug of custard and pie to one side. "Right just these no other mess, no raiding my kitchen" she said smiling. "Fine" sighed Emma laughing "lets get this over with". Sarah clapped her hands together jumping up and down on the spot giggling, "oh you'd going to get so messy". She grabbed her camera and busily moved around Emma snapping close up pictures, abstracts of her ankles her wrists, her lips. 5 minutes passed and she suddenly looked at Emma still squirming slightly and said with a big grin, "time for mess". She wandered deliberately slowly over to the table and picked up a jug of custard, swishing her skirt as she walked back to Emma. She knelt down at Emma's feet, held the jug firmly and slowly poured letting a big blob of custard drop from the jug onto her toe. Quickly and careful she placed the jug down, picked up the camera and carefully framed the photo. "Ok all done" she said standing up and returning the camera to the tripod. "What do you mean your all done" Emma spluttered. "I'm done with the photos now. Once I pour anything over the top half of you there won't be any contrast anymore it'll all be the same colour" Sarah replied as if the answer was obvious. "Then what the hell was the table full of food for if you just wanted to put a blob on my shoe" Emma quizzically asked. "Oh no silly" grinned Sarah "the rest is just to gunge you with, I remember a certain little girl always wanting to go on FUNHOUSE and get messy when we were younger and as I don't know anything about gunge I though this would have to make do". Emma slumped back in the chair again this time laughing like the child she remembered. "Oh my god how did you remember" that she said still laughing, "you used to pretend we were contestants and your teddy bear was pat sharpe" she giggled. "I certainly did" came the answer from Sarah slipping her shoes off and picking up a fluffy cream pie.

She walked back towards Emma who had accepted her messy fate and had even started to enjoy the idea. Everything suddenly went dark as the pie smushed into her face forcing her to quickly close her eyes, the pie slid from her face causing her to gasp and carefully opening her eyes to watch the pie slide down her front and Come to rest in her lap. She looked back up just in time to see the next two pies flying in one either side of her head. This time everything went dark and quiet as her head was engulfed in cream, the pie crusts slipped from her head and splattered her fingers as they slipped to the floor. Sarah leaned forward and wiped the cream from Emma's eyes returning something of normal vision to Emma. Sarah grinned holding up a mirror as Emma caught sight of the Creamy mess looking back. "Come on then miss sharpe what's next" she said shaking her head sending cream flying, A blob landing on Sarah's leg. "Oo well if you'd going to throw cream at me I think these two jugs of custard". She reached down picking up the two largest jugs of custard and stood behind Emma hovering the jugs above her head. The first blob landed on Emma's forehead followed by a slow stream of custard which worked its way down her face splattering onto her blouse and running down her front. Sarah carefully traced the jugs backwards and forwards ensuring the flow covered the entire top of Emma's head giggling as it flowed down her hair, and pooled around her collar. "Oh let me help you wish that" Sarah smirked pulling Emma's collar open to let the flow of custard creap down her back. "Oh my god that's cold" streaked Emma jumping in the chair sending cream pie and custard flying most of it ending up sliding down her legs and over her shoes. "Oh Emma look at your shoes" said Sarah putting on a tone of disappointment they were clean on today as well. She stooped down unbuckling Emma's heel and started to pull it off "no tickling" Emma protested trying to push her foot into her shoe. "I'm not gonna tickle you, I'm just saving these shoes from getting anymore messy than they are, here if your so worried wear mine". Sarah picked up the shoes and carefully placed them at the side, leaning down she grabbed her heels from the floor with one hand and a bowl of trifle with the other. The look of knowing crept onto Emma's face as she began to wriggle her ankles in their straps, "oh god this looks messy" she playfully protested as the bowl of trifle came to rest underneath Emma's foot. The feeling of the cream ever so slightly brushing against her sole as the trifle was slide under sent tiny electric shocks over her foot. Sarah once again returned to stand behind Emma, pressing on the back of the chair causing the chair to tilt back slightly lifting Emma's foot away from the trifle. "You've seen a rocking horse haven't you" she said grinning down at Emma. "Well yeah" Emma replied looking slightly puzzled, "well this chairs like that" Sarah said letting her weight off the back quickly causing the chair to tip forward, not a lot but just enough to plunge Emma's foot sole first straight into the trifle. Custard, jelly and cream oozed between her toes, the fabric of the holdups soaking in the mess and wetness. The more Emma wriggled her toes trying to push the bowl away the more her toes seemed to dig into the bowl. Sarah returned to the front of the chair and looked down, "I leave you for 2 seconds and you've got your toes in the trifle tut tut". "But but" protested Emma "you put it there" she said trying to flick cream at Sarah. "Well if your like that with your shoes off I think you need them back on again" she said picking up another jug of custard and slowly pouring it into the heels until nice and full. She placed the shoes at the foot of the chair and surveyed the cream covered mess still sunk in the bowl of trifle. "Well you've made a mess of those" she said lifting Emma's foot and ripping the holdups to expose Emma's careful painted nails. "Velvet red" smirked Sarah "will go well with yellow". Emma had reached the point where complaining was no good, so carefully she began to aim her toes for the heels. First letting the cool custard engulf her toes then creep it's way over her foot. The tickling sensation increased as the custard teased between her toes and over the sole of her smooth feet. A final push a squirt of custard out the side and her feet were firmly in the shoes. Through a haze of cream and custard Emma looked over at the table, a couple of pots of yogurt and two cans of squirty cream, soon she grinned to herself soon it would be her turn. Sarah walked back to the table and picked up the yogurt pots, she sauntered back across to the chair and placed one pot on the floor and picked held the other one in her hand. Reaching forward she teased open the front of Emma's blouse pouring the yogurt pot into the now open front of her shirt watching the yogurt flow over Emma's bra and trace over the contours of her chest and tummy, pooling at the base of her shirt. Emma said Sarah smiling again, "you have put some weight on", Emma looked down at budge around her tummy where the custard had pooled, "very funny" she replied giving a half smile, "I've heard of a great diet" smirked Sarah as she pulled the waistband of Emma's skirt slightly and pressed the yellow flow down over her panties. The custard dribbled down Emma's legs and splattered onto her heels. Sarah admired her handiwork, "see I told instant weight loss" she smirked before picking up the next container of yogurt. "For my next trick I will make this entire pot of yogurt disappear" she said striking her best magicians assisting pose for Emma. "Go on then" Emma replied "amaze me". Without hesitation Sarah grabbed the front of Emma's skirt again, this time pushing her fingertips deeper so they slid into the waistband of Emma's panties. The sudden intrusion made Emma gasp but before she could speak she felt both skirt and panties being pulled open and the pot of yogurt dumped straight into them. The sudden shock hit her in a way she hadn't expected, "oh wow" she exclaimed as Sarah burst into a fit of giggles and patted the front of Emma's panties. "Feel good" she giggled as Emma squirmed in the chair. "Holy shit, I bet the twins never got this on funhouse" she gasped as the yogurt swirled around her panties, every move in the chair pushing it into different places firing nerve after nerve into her brain. Sarah leaned back against the table, shaking her final two cans of squirty cream. "It's ok Hun you have fun" she said "I'll just get these ready". Emma couldn't believe how good it felt as the yogurt teased her, what on earth did Sarah have planned for that squirty cream. It wasn't long before she found out as Sarah strode up to the chair flicked the tops off the cans, shoved a nozzle in each bra cup and unloaded the cans. The jet of cream instantly covered Emma's nipples once again sending nerves Into overtime as her bra filled up. The empty cans were discarded on the floor as Sarah moved around to the back of the chair and planting her hands onto Emma's shirt started to massage the cream in her bra. "Oh my god that feels so good" moaned Emma as the yogurt swirled around and the cream got pushed over her nipples. "Oh fuck" she exclaimed as the chair began to judder as she squirmed harder in the chair. Sarah suddenly stopped rubbing and stepped back this time her mouth wide open. "Oh my god Emma have you just cum in that chair". Emma's head came to rest on the chair, "wow" she grinned "what the fuck just happened then". "Well I certainly didn't expect to see that" exclaimed Sarah standing smirking in front of an exhausted looking Emma. "Well luckily for you I'm out of mess. Unluckily for me I suppose that means it your turn now" she said, looking ever so slightly nervous. With normal sight returning to Emma's eyes she nodded and wiggled her ankles in the straps. Sarah politely uncuffed her ankles and wrists and helped her to her feet. "Ohhhh God" gasped Emma as the custard shifted in her heels I forgot about those. She slide her feet from the shoes and giggled as the custard dripped from her toes. "Right missy" she said grinning at Sarah. "Remind me, rules are I can only use the pie on the table and jug of custard". "Yep that's right" confirmed Sarah. "What about none food stuff" Emma quizzed. "Ermm you can only use items already in this room" replied Sarah looking quizzical. "Seems fair" replied Emma now grinning ear to ear. "What" asked Sarah starting to look worried.

"Strip" replied Emma now giggling. "Woaaaah what" exclaimed Sarah arms folded. "I never made you strip". "No true" replied Emma "but I've only two things to use on you, now strip". Emma turned her back and listened to the sounds of clothes being removed, "everything" exclaimed Sarah again, "yep get those panties off" giggled Emma. "Fine" sighed Sarah "done, happy now?". Emma turned back round to find Sarah toned tanned and very much naked, attempting to retain some dignity with her hands. Emma reached down collecting up Sarah's clothes and placed them on the table. "Ummm" she said looking Sarah up and down, "you know I am feeling guilty for making you strip, you put the French maids outfit on to make me feel the same so it's only fair I do the same for you". "Omg your going to strip" replied Sarah as Emma Started to remove her clothes, slowly the messy pile appeared on the floor growing bigger until Emma stood naked her body glistening with custard dripping from her breasts and blobs of cream over her toes. "Naked" she frowned, "no silly just getting changed", and proceeded to quickly slip the French maids skirt and top on. "No Hun just like you did with me, I'm the maid and you", her voice slowed at this point, "get to wear what I wore, all of it". At this point Sarah's eyes became saucers, she looked at the mess covered pile in front of her, the sheen of custard still shining on everything. She gingerly reached down towards the skirt and started to pick it up. "Ah ah" smirked Emma, "think your forgetting something first" she grinned picking up her panties, "you get to put these on first" she said striding over to Sarah and stooping to her waist. Timidly Sarah stepped forward placing first her left then her right foot into the leg holes. Emma made sure to keep full eye contact with Sarah as she slid the panties back up until they came to rest between Sarah's legs. As the cold wetness of the panties touched her skin a shiver went down her body. "How do I feel" grinned Emma as she teasingly gave the front of Sarah's new panties a playful rub. "Oooooh God" groaned Sarah "they're all cold and wet". "Oh I'm sure we'll warm them up soon" whispered Emma already slipping the bra over Sarah's breasts and fastening them on. Within minutes Emma had dressed Sarah watching with delight at ever squirm and giggle as the messy clothes slipped onto her skin. The joy of strapping Sarah into the chair had been obvious to both girls, but now Emma had one final item left. "Right well your dressed and strapped in now" she grinned as Sarah squirmed in her messy clothes, "oh silly me I forgot your shoes" she said picking up the forgotten messy heels and scooping pie, custard, cream and left over yogurt into the heels. "Here you are" she said guiding Sarah's toes towards the messy heels. Sarah let out a scream that could have shattered windows on some occasions and tried to pull her foot back as her toes inched into the messy gunge. Emma laughed harder as she guided inch by inch her friends toes deeper and deeper into the shoes until with a satisfying pop they fitted perfectly and Sarah was left squirming as the custard oozed between her toes, and teased her soles. "Ummm so I have one pie and one jug of custard do I". The realization hit Sarah again that there was still fresh mess to be used. Emma grabbed the pie first, holding it inches from Sarah's face. "Ummm let's see how much you'll give to avoid this. I won't pie you if you lick the cream off my toes, while I'm tickling your feet". Emma bit her lip waiting for the answer. "Ok yes I'll do it", blurted out Sarah desperate to avoid a pie. "Ummmm I see" replied Emma, "pity this isn't a negotiation then" and smushed the pie into Sarah face, guiding the pie onto the top of her head screwing it round then down to her chest wiggling it on her tight shirt before letting it slide down. Sarah spluttered through the pie "oh that was cruel" she said licking cream from her lips. "Final one" said Emma holding the jug of custard upto her nose and sniffing in the aroma. "Go on then do your worst" grinned Sarah wriggling in her chair. "Oh I intend to" replied Emma grabbing Sarah's waist band and pulling it open. "I knew it" laughed Sarah as the contents of the jug vanished into her panties. "Oh fuck" she gasped "you wern't joking" as she started to squirm in the chair. Emma stood in front of the chair, "teasing isn't it" she giggled as she lifted her foot resting her heel on the edge of the chair her toes resting between Sarah's legs and began to wiggle her toes. "Oh my god what are you doing" squirmed Sarah writhing in the chair and tugging at the straps. Her head slumped back in the chair custard coating her hair and neck as she pushed herself forward in the chair against Emma's toes shaking in the chair as the orgasm hit her. She slumped back grinning from ear to ear and panting, "wow bet funhouse wasn't this much fun" she said looking down at her messy body. "Oh I'm certain it wasn't" grinned Emma undoing the straps on the chair.

"Well I hope your final does well after all of this" she said helping Sarah to her feet. "I suppose we'd better get cleaned up then clean up in here" she said looking around the room. "Yeah good point" replied Sarah, "you may as well just leave the clothes on the floor in here" she said, "I've seen you nude now anyway". "Why take them" off smiled Emma "lets she how these look wet in the shower" she said and started to lead Sarah towards the bathroom........