Warning: The following contains graphic descriptions of mess, sensual situations and scenes with nudity. Please be advised, and above all have fun.

"Welcome back, our two teams are getting cleaned up so in the time being, let's get audience members to win some money. Will seat 314 come on down." A vivacious African American woman with straight black hair. She stood up, after removing her heels. She wore tight black pants and a white button-up shirt, much more prim and proper than many of the other people in the audience.

"Hello there lovely, what is your name?" Tara asked before putting the mic in front of the girl's face.

"My name is Sarah, I'm 25." Sara smiled brightly at the cameras.

"And what is it you do Sarah?" Tara asked.

"I'm currently perusing my MD Ph.D. But before I get into my clinical, I've been dancing at a local club because I'm not going to have debt once I graduate." The crowd roared in approval, presumably for the lascivious approach to funding her educational pursuits.

"Well, hopefully at least one of those things helps you in this game. You'll be the first to try out our Wheel of Torture. How does that sound?"

For the first time, Sarah's enthusiasm faltered. "I don't know how that sounds since I don't know what that is."

"Well follow me and find out." As Tara led the ebony beauty to the stage, the curtain opened to reveal a seven-foot diameter wheel, segmented in eight pieces. Each was a different color and had something written in large letters. What looked to be four restraints were strategically located on the wheel "I'm going to start you off with $3,000 on the board." Immediately the number was illuminated on an LED scream. "would you be so kind as to take your place?" For the first time since she came on stage, Sarah hesitated. She knew what the restraints were for. Eventually, she conceited and pushed her back against the board, placing her arms and legs in their appropriate position. The restraints clamped tight on her appendages, spreading her legs three feet apart, and her arms were the same, above her head outstretched. There was a slight whir of machinery, and the prop lifted six inches off the stage. Tara easily spun the wheel sending it and Sarah into dizzying circles.

It finally landed on Paint Pain. "Well, this one's going to be interesting. Here's how it works." On cue, one of the stagehands, a lovely Latina wearing a black tube-top and incredibly small booty shorts came on stage with a paintball mask and gun. "There are two parts to this. First parts is trivia. I'm going to ask you ten questions, for each right answer, Maria here will go three feet farther away, which will be most helpful for you." Sarah, clearly having an excellent knowledge base, got all ten correct quite handily. In response, Maria stepped 30 feet away from the wheel. "Now, here's where I get into the not so nice part of this game. Maria is a fairly decent shot. You've already put a good amount of distance between you two. For each shot, she lands, $50 comes off your prize. She's got 60 shots, so you could be going away with nothing and a very painful body. However, you can add some more distance if you're willing to show some skin. Your marvelous showing in the question portion has already pushed the limits of the paintball marker's usability. So what will it be, are you going to make your chances even better."

"I'll take it all off I think. Lets put 12 more feet between us." Tara put a paintball mask on Sara, right before producing some scissors. She ripped open the front of the button-up shirt, revealing a salmon color lacy bra, covering Sarah's C cups. Tara cut through the sleeves, making possible to pull the white fabric from her body. Next, Tara cut through the legs of the pants, after pealing them away, the crowd could see the minuscule green silk panties she wore, barely covering her sex. They would soon be sniped away, revealing a plump labia, swollen from excitement. "Well someone looks happy," Tara quipped, rubbing the defenseless area. Finally, she cut between the two cups and the straps which ran over the girl's shoulders. The material was now useless at holding back the massive mounds of flesh that showed themselves to everyone in and outside the studio. Tara pulled it away from Sarah's body easily. Maria took the firing position 42 feet away from the helpless Sarah.

The first volley missed entirely, even though some did get close enough for Sara to feel some cold paint splatter against her naked sides. 15 shots in, she felt a massive sting on her right nipple. Sarah couldn't suppress a scream and a colorful curse. She heard, and felt, munition miss its mark around her, which gave the buzzing on her breast a chance to subside. Sara could also feel the paint trickle down her chest and over her belly. A not entirely unpleasant. Twenty shots later paint obscured her vision as two shots in a row covered the clear plastic in front of her eyes. This made her world go green and prevented her from seeing what was happening. She could still count the shots. For the remaining shots, judging by the erratic lands she could hear and the speed at which they came, Sarah assumed Maria had decided to just let loose her load and see what would hit. Near the end, one did find its way between her belly button and vagina. This caused Sarah to tense her body as much as possible and let loose a string of profanity lost behind the mask and sounds of paintballs missing their mark. Finally, it was over.

Tara pulled the messy mask away and Sarah could see once more. "Well congratulations, it looks like you came out of this with a whopping 2,800. Was it worth it?"

Grimacing, Sarah answered, "Barely, that should be enough to cover books for the next semester."

"You're probably the cleanest contestant we've had at the end of a game. We should probably change that." Sarah, expecting to be released, was surprised to feel the wheel tilt back. It stoped 45 degrees to the ground. Her eyes spied tubes above her and closed her eyes just as a forceful spray of paint washed over her face. She did her best to shake her head from side to side, but that did not help her avoid the sticky substance. It ran down her body and the board, easily coating her body and it felt like thousands of fingers sliding over her naked skin. She felt the forceful stream moved down until it rested on her breasts. The mounds on her chest rippled at the force of the liquid hitting them. It was getting to the point where she could not suppress the pleasurable moans any longer. As if Tara could hear her heighten state of arousal Sara felt something round insert itself into her pussy. There was an instant where she wondered what, but that was soon answered as she felt viscus liquid forcefully flow inside her. After a short time, the excess liquid flowed out her pussy and down her thick thighs.

At last, she came, loudly screaming and shaking violently as the paint massaged her chest and clitorides. Shortly after, the flow of color stopped and the wheel went upright. The paint left around her flowed down. Once it was secure, the shackled were undone. With a slurp, Sara peeled her body away from the wheel. "Time to take your seat at the slop box and enjoy the rest of the show." Still, on shaking legs, Sarah wobbled her way to the benched where the other two girls from the beginning of the show were still sitting far apart. The cameras zoomed into her backside, the only part of her untouched, so they could get a good shot of her full bottom. As she walked, paint could be seen dripping from between her legs, no doubt from the reservoir that he been inside her.

"I think our contestants are ready again. Come on out girls." Both teams came onstage from the wings, accompanied by Jane and Areum. They had been hastily toweled off, leaving a thin film of foodstuffs on Tilly and Kristy's nearly naked frame. "Now it's Milly and Heather's turn to get a little messy and naked. This next round is called Cut that Out. It's a trivia game, so hopefully, Tilly and Kristy are as smart as Sarah. Each right answer will mean a pie for your opponent, wherever our lovely helpers would like to put them. A wrong answer means someone on your team loses some clothes." Jane and Areum produced emergency shears and snipped them for effect. "First team naked looses. And our losers go to the slop drop." Spotlights eliminated a two-story, almost vertical tube leading to an enormous vat of mess.

The first question both got right, meaning Milly and Heather got a large messy pie shoved in their face. The next question Kristy got right but Tilly did not. This meant Arum cut up the center of Milly's nurse's uniform and pulled it off. Her toned stomach and bra covered DD breasts were on display to wolf whistles and howls of the audience. Her ample cleavage, barely being contained behind the red lace proved to irresistible a target. Areum slammed the creamy goodness in the center of her chest, rubbing it into the material and surrounding skin. The next question was a role reversal, leading Jane to cut into Heather's maid uniform. The camera zoomed into her now visible backside. The smallest of black g-strings being the only coverage of her modesty. A matching lace bra was also visible, though her chest was not nearly as impressive as Milly's. Arum decided to apply her pie to Heather's shapely butt. Being a good sport, she wiggled it for the camera until the pie tin clinked to the ground.

The next question stumped Tilly and Kristy. Areum took the opportunity to let loose the mounds of flesh on Milly's chest, cutting the middle of the bra. The force caused by her flesh made the bra to fly to the floor. Not much of the pie soaked through the bra, leaving her nipples on full display. Jane cut through Heather's black lace bra, leaving both girls topless. Tilly got the next question wrong again, but this time Kristy came through. This meant that after a few easy snips from Areum, Milly was now completely naked. That only lasted for a moment. Arum quickly grabbed a pie and pressed it against Milly's freshly exposed and swollen pussy. Like the pie applied to her chest, Arum's hand lingered between the girl's legs, massaging pie into her intimate places. The next question was correctly answered by both teams. Jane chose to slam her pie into Kristy's exposed tits. This pie was creamy and the contents slipped down her stomach and quickly covered the little black cloth of the g-string.

This time, both girls got the question wrong. Jane easily cut the strings, leaving heather naked just like her opponent. However, Areum was just a tad confused. Tara said the game ended when both teams were naked, so she began to walk towards Tilly to cut the girl's bra. However, Tara pointed an nodded at her. She stopped and didn't understand until she felt Jan's cold scissors between her shoulder blades. This causes her to straighten up and sharply inhale. A second later, her top fell to the ground, messy tits on display for all to see. Finally, Tilly got one right but Kristy did not. Jane slammed a pie into Heather's pussy but no sooner had she done so, than Areum cut both sides of her shorts, exposing her ass and pussy. Jane almost wished some pies would cover her modesty like the contestants. Tilly got the next one wrong but Kristy was correct. Arum slammed a pie on top of Tilly's head, letting the cream plop onto her massive boobs. Jane retaliated and removed Areum's shorts.

Tilly got the final question wrong and Kristy got it right, meaning Arum slammed one final pie into Milly's breasts and walked to Tilly who let her cut the bra off. Now they were free and about to get very messy. "That's it ladies and gentlemen, looks like the twins are going to get to experience the slop drop." She led the blonds op a series of steps, their breasts jiggling with every step which the cameras were all too happy to capture. Both came together on a platform above the tube, one which they knew would soon give way. They hugged one another, smearing pie mess and leftover slop against each other. Without a word, Tara pulled the leaver, and they fell down the clear tube.

The mess which coated their body acted as a lubricant, leaving a trail as they fell. It was also disheartening as they slid down the drop, pulling at their skin. Just as they thought there was going to be too much friction, a torrent of slime-covered them. It came from a series of nozzles around the tube, creating a wall of slime. It completely covered them as they passed. They barely had time to recover before another wall of colorful slime passed them by. It rocked their bodies and made their chest jiggle. This happened three more times before the tube eased from vertical to horizontal. Finally, the two-shot out like a bullet against the mufti-colored slime pool at the base of the slop drop. They skidded through the liquid for a few yards before slowing to a stop. The slime was little more than two feet deep and it was easy for the twins to walk out and step over the was to get get back on stage. The buxom blonds were unrecognizable, thickly coated with a variety of slime. It looked almost like they had been painted with many layers.

Hey heard a shriek from the platform and saw Tara coming down the steps. Fifty seconds later, Areum shot out of the tube just like that had moments ago. The petite girl was just as plastered as they were and equally unrecognizable. Once she got where the twins were standing, they all embraced, both for solidarity and for warmth. Tara eventually came over to them. "So girls, how was that"

"Very fun." Milly and Tilly said in unison.

"Not the worst thing that's happened to me on this show," Areum admitted a part of her warming up to the attention and mess she had received while on Daring Do.

"That's good to hear, well get cleaned up for our final game, because anyone can win this. The score is one to one so you best no miss its audience. Stay locked in because we'll be right back after this break." The cameras held on the messy girls and panned out, fading to commercial once again.