Nemesis Chapter 8

The next day, Mia changed into the white blouse, navy skirt and black tights that Bianca had chosen for her at the TV studios. Then, as instructed, she walked around to Jessica's feverish for her planned surprise. Impatiently awaiting her friend, the nineteen-year-old redhead opened the door, dressed in a simply stunning, figure hugging, 'Forever 21', ivory, plunging bodycon dress with floral appliques. Completely spellbound by her host, Mia couldn't help but notice the generous portion of cleavage peaking out from the neckline of her dress. "Good morning, pet", Jessica chirped. "Take off your shoes and make yourself at home in the kitchen. Then, when you're ready, you'll receive the gift of a life time." Mia paused, she wasn't being set up to receive another pie in the face, was she? Though, if she was, she didn't mind, she was quite looking forward to it, to be honest. This past month, since Mia had been introduced to wam, had been the most exhilarating, thrilling ride of her life and she didn't want her adventure to end, not until she got her own back on one of her friends first, at the very least.

Sweet, dainty Mia had become increasingly infatuated with her best friend for the past few years, believing her to be the most beautiful girl in the entire world. But, the brunette, had felt unable to reveal her true sexuality or feelings towards the redhead, who simply did not suspect a thing, despite the subtle hints she threw in her direction. Obsessed with hunky guys, Jess was always making jokes and acting dismissively towards lesbians. But then, a few weeks ago, during a game of 'Ring of Fire', Jess had made out with Mia for a dare. She'd kissed and caressed her, stripping her naked in front of their friends. Full of hope, the eighteen-year-old, hoped that Jess's attitude towards her may have changed and they could finally be together.

"I'm not being tricked into being gunged again am I Jessica?" Mia asked, wary of her surprise sliming when she tried on bikinis two weeks ago, for the pleasure of her friend. "Oh no", Jess replied, "in fact, the exact opposite." Mia's eyes lit up, did that mean what she thought it did? Finally, was she about to gain her revenge? Sensing what the brunette was thinking, Jess snorted, before explaining, "Can you remember how I kept laughing during the filming of your video link, causing the scene to need to be reshot many times? Well, Rosie and I got together and thought that it was unfair how we caused you to get far messier than was truly necessary and thought that you might like your revenge. Your sister was meant to be here today, but unfortunately, she's been called away at the last minute for an overtime shift at work. So, today, it's just you and me babe. You have the chance to live out your wildest dreams and make a mess of me!"

Mia was speechless, she would have the chance to submerge her best friend, her forbidden crush, her unrequited love in the most disgusting mess imaginable. But why was Jess having this change of heart? Normally, she hated getting messy. Furthermore, might this, perhaps, lead to something more? Or were the redhead's intentions simply platonic? Having kissed Ava yesterday, Mia had been unable to get the attractive brunette out of her mind. If there truly was to be nothing between her and Jessica, she needed to know, otherwise she might lose her chance with Ava. Nonetheless, an intimate, yet messy game, was surely the best way to discover Jess's true feelings.

Of course, Rosie's last-minute shift sounded rather awfully convenient, her sister had always hated getting slimed. But hey, she worked at a hospital, so her supposed cowardice could be forgiven. Anyhow, her deception meant that she would be left all alone with Jessica. Who knows what might now happen?

Continuing, Jessica explained, "Rosie got in touch with that snotty director Parvati, who seemed suspiciously too keen to help source us out all our required ingredients. You see, I don't want this to be a simple plain boring gunging, how about we introduce an element of risk? Why don't we play a game of 'Guess the mess?' I'll be the contestant and you can be the question master. Don't worry, I don't know what's in each bucket, I promise, I haven't had a peek." Jess then flashed a cheeky grin, which made Mia unsure whether her best friend was telling the truth, or lying, as was usually the case.

Placing her hand on Mia's backside, Jessica then guided the light brunette into the kitchen. Holding her breath, as Jess massaged her rear, Mia wondered whether this was a sign of things to come, or something far more innocent. Gesturing towards her dining table, Jessica explained, "There are ten, ten-litre buckets, each containing a mystery food substance. I want you to blindfold me and pour a small amount of each substance onto the tip of my toes. If I guess wrong, submerge me with the rest of the bucket. But be warned, at the end of the game, I get to gunge you with whatever mess is left."

Mia giggled, she knew this was coming, but the chance to gunge Jessica was just too good to miss. "Mia, darling, Parvati has also supplied us with a couple of buckets of gloopy gunge and cream pies. How about, whoever wins also gets to dump these all over the unlucky loser? Of course, if the game ends five all, the last round can count double."

With great difficulty, due to the tightness of her dress, Jessica sat down on the stool in the centre of her kitchen. Mia then fastened the blindfold around the redhead's eyes before placing her palms on Jess's shoulders. "How can I tell whether you can see through your blindfold?" Mia asked. "Trust me pet, I can't", her friend assured her. "Hang on a minute, I have an idea", Mia giggled. Mia, moved to Jessica's front, turned around and bent forwards. Driven by a sudden urge to titillate, she then, provocatively, lifted up her skirt. Sure, she may have been wearing tights and lacy underwear, but surely, if Jessica could truly see, she would react to her bravado. But, the redhead didn't move an inch. "What's taking you so long", Jess moaned, displeased. Clearly, she couldn't see anything. "Oh, by the way", Jessica continued, "is it alright if we film this, just so that we can show this to the others? I have a camera hidden above the breadbin."

Blushing bright red, Mia smoothed down her skirt and opened up the first bucket, containing milk. Smelling the pale liquid, Mia scrunched up her nose, for it had clearly been left out too long from the fridge. Mia hoped that its famously pungent odour wouldn't give the game away. Eagerly, Mia bent forwards and splashed a little onto Jessica's right foot. "Well this is clearly milk", intoned Jessica, much to Mia's dismay. Thinking quickly, the brunette replied, "Ah, but which type?" "Full cream?" Jessica suggested, for no particular reason. "Nope! It's semi skimmed!" Mia yelped with delight. Rushing back to the dining table, Mia found the bucket heavier than she would have appreciated. Perhaps Bianca was right after all, she really ought to go to the gym. Glancing down at the bucket, Mia surmised that it must contain at least a dozen pints, how on earth was she going to be able to lift it? Bianca was right, she was only five-foot-two and not very strong, was Jessica doing this all to taunt her?

Summoning up all her strength, Mia carefully lifted the bucket over Jessica's head, but not before spilling at least two pints over her own chest as she struggled to do so. Shivering, the brunette felt the milk seep inside her blouse. Guessing what had happened, Jess remarked, "Oh Mia, you silly billy." Undeterred, the brunette began to slowly tip the remaining milk over the redhead. Squealing, Jess felt the milk slither down inside her dress, over her breasts and impressively taut stomach. Cutely, Jessica waggled her feet in shock at the incessant downpour before Mia surprised her by kissing her on the cheek. Confident that Jessica couldn't see, Mia's lustful eyes wandered towards her friend's glistening cleavage, soaked in the creamy, pale liquid. Sighing blissfully, Mia felt she could stare all day, but had to get on with the game to avoid arising suspicion.

Frustrated, Mia tried to suppress a sigh of disappointment, as she opened the lid off the second bucket. Indeed, it took Jessica no time at all to guess that it contained thick, lumpy custard. "Mia, you aren't going away clean now girl! It's one all!" The redhead Boasted. Shrugging her shoulders, Mia realised that it had always been inevitable that she would be getting messy. She just hoped that Jessica wouldn't do well enough to escape the pies and slime at the end, which she could then splatter all over her.

Moments later, the brunette then opened the third bucket, containing cream. Using a dessert spoon, she then gently poured a slither over Jessica's right foot. "Oh, this is easy", Jess boasted, "it's clearly cream!" "I'm afraid not", Mia teased, "its double cream!" Catching Jessica, by surprise, Mia swiftly upturned the entire bucket over Jess's head before she had the chance to protest. Once more finding the bucket difficult to pick up, the brunette spilt at least two pints of the cream over her blouse as she lifted it. Her chin and neck spattered with cream, Mia wiped her hands on her skirt before bending down and licking cream off Jess's cheek. "Mmm, scrumptious", she cawed as her tongue slithered over the redhead's silky, gooey skin.

Unfortunately for Mia, Jessica guessed the fourth bucket, containing spaghetti hoops, correctly, making the score now two apiece. Trying to play a trick on Jessica, Mia poured at least a pint of the ketchup from the fifth bucket, over Jessica's left foot. "Hey!", the redhead complained, before compounding her misery and guessing mayonnaise. Pleasantly surprised, Mia pumped her fist in delight. She thought this bucket would have been easy, was Jessica purposefully trying to get slimed? Nevertheless, with the bucket being easier to lift, Mia was able to carefully pour the tomato sauce over Jessica's red hair, without spilling a single drop.

Growing impatient, Jess demanded, "How about we shake things up? Whoever loses the next round must strip to their underwear." Feeling nervous in excitement, Mia immediately agreed, for Jessica was blindfolded anyhow. Instead of pouring the next item over Jessica's toes, Mia submerged her entire foot into the bucket of golden syrup. "Why, this is sticky", Jessica murmured, feeling rather turned on. "I know, it must be honey", she guessed as she twirled her toes in the gooey gunk. "Aha, no, it's golden syrup", beamed Mia. "Now, stand up and let me relieve you of your dress!" Absolutely gutted, Jessica stood up and allowed Mia to unzip her dress and pull it to the floor. Giddy with excitement, Mia began to check out Jess' vital assets, which were already coated in milk, cream and ketchup. Jess looked irresistibly beguiling in her matching light blue lingerie and yet Mia's insatiable appetite felt short changed. Three times, over the past month, Jessica had seen her completely nude and now Mia yearned for Jessica to strip completely off.

Realising that she'd been staring at her best mate's chest for the past twenty seconds, Mia ducked her head. Then, upon finding the bucket of golden syrup difficult to lift, Mia instead poured it over Jess's legs and hips before it was light enough for her to lift it over Jess' head.

The seventh tin, containing egg yolk, completely stumped Jessica, who was beginning to give up and lose faith. The nineteen-year-old was starting to think that even if she got the next answer correct, then Mia would cheat anyway and demand something far too specific, like its weight or best before date. Nevertheless, the score was now five, two: one more incorrect answer and she would lose the entire game. Jess had been looking forward to gunging Mia, having naively believed that 'Guess the Mess' would be a breeze. Deciding that Jess's chest looked far too dry, Mia, meanwhile, threw the bucket at her best friend's breasts, before chortling as the gooey yolk collected in the redhead's lap and dribbled down her legs.

To Jessica's great relief, she got the next bucket, containing porridge, immediately correct. Even if she lost, she would derive great pleasure from pouring the thick lumpy oats over Mia, as it was the worst punishment of the lot.

Then, to Mia's consternation and amazement, Jessica also guessed the ninth tin, containing tomato pasta sauce, without breaking sweat. "Sorry Mia, but the smell gives it away. Five: four, next one wins", the redhead smirked, exceedingly cheerfully. Now, it was Mia's turn to be worried, for the first time in the entire game. She really didn't want to lose, she yearned for the chance to gunge Jessica; she didn't want to let it slip, right at the very end. For the past month, it had always been her who had received the lion share of the gunge, surely, now, it was somebody else's turn for a change? She'd been defeated by Sophie at the TV studio and she'd lost, along with her sister, a game of 'Best Friends Test.' Even though Georgia had actually been the one to lose 'Ring of Fire', poor Mia had still, somehow, come off far worse. But surely, Mia's losing streak was about to come to an end.

Mia opened the final tin, containing chocolate sauce. Was this an easy one? Would Jessica get lucky? In her nervous excitement, Mia simply couldn't tell. Taking care not to spill any, she poured it onto Jessica's cleaner left foot. Aware of the importance of her next prediction, Jessica paused, trying to figure out the consistency of the gooey liquid, oozing between her toes. "Hmm, what is this?" she pondered, before adding, 'a type of dessert sauce I believe." Mia bit her lip in apprehension. Jess was so close, but she might still make a mistake. "Mia, darling, gunge me if I'm wrong but I reckon this is your good old favourite. raspberry sauce", Jessica bleated, overconfidently. "Oh yes, yes, yes", Mia beamed. "Jess, remove your blind fold, you're about to be slimed! Finally, I've won something!"

Jessica, beginning to giggle, hunched her shoulders, which to Mia's delight, pushed her breasts together, alluringly. Giddily, Mia put down the bucket of chocolate sauce, for she wanted to save that until later, as it reminded her of her sweet victory. Instead, the brunette picked up the first cream pie and smashed it against Jessica's shivering chest. Mia stopped for a moment to admire her work, staring dutifully at Jessica's cleavage, until the redhead tutted, having grown impatient and keen for her punishment to end.

Impassioned, Mia picked up two more pies and gave her friend a pie sandwich, slapping the custard fillings against her milk stained cheeks. Scooping up cream filling, which had splattered down Jessica's shoulders and neck, Mia rubbed the excess muck all over the top of her best friend's head. Jessica was now completely blinded and failed to spot Mia upturn the first bucket of pink slime over her pretty, bewitching face. Frantically, Jessica squealed, before wiping away enough cream to see what Mia wanted her to do next. Tardily, the teenager stood up and watched in horror as Mia placed a chocolate pie on her stool and ordered her to park her rear, back the way it came. Shrieking as she lowered herself into the pie, the redhead felt the chocolate explode against her backside and squelch as it oozed inside her lingerie.

Her ordeal seemingly never ending, Jessica sighed as Mia completely covered her front with a deluge of thick blue slime, which crudely stuck to her chest. Mia hurriedly slammed a caramel cream pie against Jessica's nose before throwing a bucket of yellow gunge over her front, from barely two feet away. Desperate for revenge, Jessica contemplated standing up and turning the tables on her oldest, cutest friend. But Mia was right, it was her turn to gain her revenge. Plus, she was due to gain her own back, later, which the giddy brunette might forget.

Running out of weapons, Mia returned to the chocolate sauce. Carefully, she poured half a litre of the sauce into two smaller cups, before saddling up to her best friend. Smiling, she began to ease away Jess' bra. "Mia, stop", Jessica warned her, angrily. "Nothing sexual please, this is just a bit of fun, between two mates." Hurt, Mia instead threw the contents of the cup, at point blank range, at Jessica's face. "What did you do that for?" Jessica cried out, irate. Worried that she may have gone too far, Mia tried to lighten the mood by emptying the second cup, directly over her own head. Watching Jessica explode in laughter at her tomfoolery, the brunette sighed in relief, despite the glutinous sauce cascading down her face.

Laughing, Mia curtsied, before leaning forward to kiss Jessica on the lips. But just before the two girls touched, Jessica coiled back afraid. "Mia, what are you doing? You're my best friend, my oldest friend, why are you trying to kiss me?" "I love you", Mia gulped, suddenly upset. "You love me? How? Why? My goodness, you're not straight!" Jessica guessed. Horrified, the redhead couldn't even allow the word 'lesbian', to pass through her lips. Shaking her head, the redhead exclaimed, "This past month, at yours and Lavender's, I thought we were just messing around, being mates. I didn't realise that you had feelings for me. Why didn't you say anything? I wouldn't have kissed you otherwise, for let's get things straight, I'm not gay." "But, but, you kissed me", Mia wailed, quite distressed. "Mia, we were drunk, it didn't mean anything", Jessica explained.

Close to tears, Mia bleated, "So what was the point of today?" "I wanted us to have a bit of fun together, as friends. Remember Rosie was supposed to be here too, I wasn't ever aiming to seduce you pet", Jessica explained.

Feeling hopeless, Mia backed away away upset. Lashing out, she shouted, "I never took you for a prude Jess." "Whoa, Mia, you know I'm not, I'm an outrageous flirt and I've slept with many men. But, I'm completely and utterly straight", Jess complained. Continuing, she soothed, "Look, Mia, you're very pretty, gorgeous even and yes it does give me a kick to gunge you, but in a slapstick, platonic way." But seeing Mia upset, Jessica began to withdraw from her own vanity and show genuine concern for her crying friend. As Mia began to wipe away her tears, Jessica announced, "To show you that I'm not a prude, why don't you watch me get cleaned up? Come on, follow me!"

Having already had the foresight to lay old newspaper and dirty clothes on her carpet, Jess lead her tearful friend up the stairs. Nervous, yet excited, about what might be about to happen, Mia let her imagination run wild once again. Growing up, she'd always been jealous of Jessica's en-suite, for the teenager could choose between a shower or a bath every day. Rubbing her sore eyes, Mia glanced in envy at the bathroom once again. Still in her lingerie, Jessica stepped into the shower and began to wipe herself clean. Making a show of allowing Mia to watch, the teenager posed pruriently as the water spilled down upon her heaving chest and beauteous face.

Not taking her eyes off Jess' body, Mia bit her lip in anticipation of what might just come next. But, to her great disappointment, Jessica did not continue to strip. To watch Jessica shower, albeit clothed, had been a fantasy of hers for years. But now, the idea was bittersweet, for it seemingly meant nothing to her oldest friend. Jessica was showing off, trying to prove a point, she was virtue signalling, if nothing else. Once clean, the vain redhead stepped out of the shower and began to towel herself dry, keeping her back turned to Mia throughout the ordeal.

But then, Jessica dramatically threw the towel to the floor and swiftly unhooked her bra as Mia looked on in disbelief. Turning around, she revealed her perfectly formed breasts to Mia, who suddenly went weak in the knees. Almost tauntingly, Jessica then slid her panties down her legs, almost inviting Mia to stare at her groin, whilst she continued her striptease.

"See", Jessica cried, "I'm not a prude, I have no problem being naked around you or any of my friends. But that's what you are, my friend. Now, how about you wait for me downstairs? Mia, remember, you still have your own punishments to receive."

Rubbing her eyes, Mia smiled, for she had forgotten about her secondary forfeit, despite winning the game. Turning around, she snuck one final glimpse at Jessica before hurtling down the stairs. Sighing, she reflected that her feelings for Jessica had always been too good to be true, they were forever going to remain unfulfilled. What had she been thinking? Jessica was perhaps the most heterosexual woman in existence. She never had a chance in the first place. But all was not lost, for now Mia could turn her attention towards Ava, if she was still game.

A few minutes later, Jessica, now wearing shorts and a t-shirt, returned to the kitchen and greeted Mia with a wave. The tension between the pair still palpable, it was the redhead spoke first. "Mia, your skirt and blouse look lovely, it would be a real shame to get them messy, don't you agree? So, how about you strip down to your underwear and let me get my revenge?" Fully expecting this scenario, Mia did as she was told without complaint. Sexily, she removed her blouse before slowly sliding her skirt down her legs. Losing focus, the brunette then struggled to remove her tights as Jessica impatiently began to scan the room for the remaining pies and buckets that were left.

Tauntingly, Jessica picked up the tomato pasta sauce and tipped it down over Mia's chest. The chunky red gunk slithered down her breasts, over her flat, taut stomach and into her lap, much to the redhead's glee. Staring at Mia's chest, Jessica paused for a moment before suggesting, "Mia I'm not comfortable with having food stuffed down my bra, but, but. would you like me to do it to you instead?"

Caught off guard, Mia gave Jess's proposal a moment's thought before nodding in lustful assent. She was nervous, but she felt ready for anything. Impressed and elated, Jess loosened Mia's bra cups away from her chest. Then, she clumsily filled them with the spaghetti hoops, spilling litres of the gunk down Mia's ribcage. Ponderous in her approach, Jess began to caress Mia's breasts. Conscious of rejecting the brunette earlier, Jessica didn't know just how intimate she should be. Welcoming Jess's every touch, Mia felt a tingling in her chest and wished that the moment would never end.

Breaking the tension, Jessica gave Mia a gentle slap on each breast to squash the spaghetti hoops against her skin. Together, they laughed as the tomato sauce exploded out of her bra and against Jessica's chest. Without being asked, Mia then stood up, so that Jessica could pour some spaghetti hoops into her underwear. Reading the brunette's mind, the teenager didn't need a second invitation and got to it straight away. Opening up Mia's panties, Jessica paused for a moment to star at her bare cheeks. Tickling Mia slightly, Jess then surprised her by emptying the entire bucket into her knickers, causing her panties to overflow and slip down her hips under the sheer weight. Her crotch now fully visible, Mia giggled nervously as her knickers settled down by her feet.

Not interested in Mia's naked body, Jessica ordered her friend to pull up her knickers before crouching down at her feet. Then, in a moment of daring inspiration, she dunked Mia's head into the bucket of porridge, holding her under for almost ten seconds, though it felt like a lifetime to the shy brunette. Panting as she resurfaced, Mia allowed Jessica to dunk her face a second time before laying flat on her back and inviting Jess to cover her head to toe in the creamy white oats. For someone who claimed to not enjoy the kinkier aspects of wam, Jessica certainly enjoyed making Mia a mess. Cackling throughout, the redhead almost exploded in glee. None more so, than when she emptied the entire bucket of lumpy custard over Mia's unsuspecting face. Still laying flat on her back, the brunette screamed as she disappeared beneath the mountain of yellow gunk that oozed down over her cheeks. Sitting up, Mia was surprised by the last remaining spaghetti hoops, which Jessica emptied over her head and the redhead's messy revenge was complete.

Pausing for breath as she wiped her eyes clean, Mia giggled as she watched Jessica dance around her kitchen in triumphant victory. Somehow, despite using fewer ingredients, the redhead had got Mia messier than even she had been. Saucily, the redhead then beckoned Mia upstairs. Running the brunette, a bath, Jessica suggested, "Mia, why don't you quickly wash off most of the gunge in the shower before relaxing in here?" Nodding in tacit approval, Mia began to take off her bra, desperately hoping that Jessica would stay.

To Mia's great delight, Jessica eagerly did as she wished. Silent in contemplation, the redhead stared at Mia's bare breasts. "Beginning to have second thoughts Jess?" the brunette teased, more in hope than anything. Snapping out of her stupor, Jessica replied, "No, I'm afraid not", before pulling Mia's soiled panties down her legs. Completely naked, Mia gave Jessica a twirl, gushing, "You don't know what you're missing." Snappy in her retort, Jessica replied, "Oh yes I do, you get naked practically every week!"

Deciding to stay and watch, Jessica sat down on the edge of the bath whilst Mia stepped into the shower to begin washing herself clean. Noting that the Perspex was completely transparent, the brunette stood with her back to her friend before slowly wiping away the porridge, pasta sauce and custard from her thighs and her breasts. Throughout her entire shower, she sensed that Jessica never tore her eyes away from her svelte, silky skin for a second, except for once, when she sneezed.

Indeed, deep in thought, Jessica stared at Mia's bare buttocks, at the small of her back and the nape of neck. Catching Jess by surprise, Mia then suddenly turned around, forcing her friend to gawk at her mucky bush and her breasts. Her whole-body glistening, as water continued to cascade down over her hair, Mia sensed that there was a special bond between the two of them, but what it was exactly, she just couldn't say. Jessica didn't want to be her lover, but she certainly appreciated her ravishing naked body in some other imperceptible way.

Pouting and striking a series of mock model poses, Mia didn't have a single care in the world as the water continued to pore down over her face. Ending the silence between them, Jessica admitted, "I'm sorry Mia, but I think that I'm out of bubble bath. Do you still want to jump in?" "A girl never turns down a bath", giggled Mia, before stepping out of the shower and dipping her toe under the surface of the water, to test its temperature. Dallying a moment too long, Mia squealed as Jessica cheekily slapped her on the rear. Wiggling her bum in protest, Mia had no complaints as Jessica retaliated by slapping her three more times, in quick succession. Pouting, Mia then gently eased herself down into the bath, before taking a deep breath and plunging her entire body under the surface. Gasping for air, as she raised her head, Mia spluttered as Jessica aimed the shower head, set to cold, straight at her face. Taking her punishment, Mia froze on the spot before finally retaliating and trying to splash the cocky redhead. But, jumping back, just in time, Jessica told her to relax, before heading back downstairs.

Closing her eyes, Mia lay back in the bath and began to lose herself in thought as she pondered the events of the day. Jessica certainly enjoyed looking at her naked but refused to give herself back in the same way. This confused and troubled Mia, who preferred everything to be crystal clear and easy. Nevertheless, Mia accepted that her unrequited crush and infatuation of her best friend must surely end.

A few minutes later, Jessica returned, asking, "Mia, would you like me to help you wash the remaining porridge from your hair?" Mia nodded, admitting that she was having real trouble loosening a few lumps from the back of her head. Turning the shower head back to a warm setting, Jessica then began to tenderly wash Mia's hair. Threading Mia's brown locks through her fingers, Jessica surprised them both by kissing the crown of the brunette's head. Hiding her embarrassment, Jessica quickly changed tack by aiming the shower head straight at Mia's face. Pummelled by the water, the naked teen didn't have time to process what had just happened, before the redhead pushed her forwards, face first, under the surface, as she bathed.

Laughing, Jessica ran to the relative safety of the door and announced, "I'll leave you a spare change of clothes in my bedroom. I'm just going down to the kitchen to finish clearing up our mess." Blissfully at ease with herself, Mia continued to soak herself in the bathtub until she sensed that the lukewarm water had started to turn lumpy, gross and greasy. Stained red from the pasta sauce, it was no longer the luxuriating treat that she'd been enjoying previously.

Eager to help Jessica clean up, Mia jumped up out of the bath, towelled herself down and ran into the bedroom, ready to get changed. Finding no clothes left out for her, as Jess had promised, Mia wrapped the towel around her body and began to tiptoe down the stairs. "Jess, I can't find the clothes you put out for me", she shouted as she descended the staircase. Almost reaching the bottom, Mia waited patiently for her friend to reply, when suddenly, she felt a custard pie slap against her face. "Surprise!" Jessica chortled, as she followed up with a second pie, which she splatted over the top of Mia's head.

Taking Mia by the hand, Jessica then pulled the teenager back into the kitchen. Then, to Mia's horror, she watched on helplessly as the towel slipped off her chest. Completely naked, Mia gasped as Jessica retorted, "Mia, I found some more gunge, we shouldn't let it go to waste." Chortling, Jess then tipped the vanilla white gunge over Mia's head. Spluttering, Mia was then helpless as Jess splatted two further custard pies into her angelic face. Thinking her ordeal over, the blinded teenager was caught off guard as Jess emptied a bucket of light green gunge over the back of her head. Then, to finish off, the redhead boasted, "This final bucket was supposed to be meant for me. But, for some reason, you forgot to use it, so its only fair that I throw it over you instead. Cackling, Jessica hurled the bucket of chocolate sauce over Mia's face and chest.

Moments later, meaning to pick up her youngest child, Lynne drove into the driveway of her daughter's oldest friend. Gasping in horror, she watched through the kitchen window, as Mia cavorted naked, in full view of anyone who cared to look in. "Mia!" Lynne screamed, as she drove over a garden gnome and into a plant pot. "Not again!"