Chad was too busy worrying about the party. He was not used to social experiences, being more of an introvert. But he plucked up his courage, due to his boyfriend Jeff saying there was nothing to worry about and he would enjoy it.

Chad is a handsome young man with dirty blonde combed hair and black eyes. His boyfriend is Jeffery "Jeff," who has reddish brown hair with black eyes. Both met sophomore at Waterford School for Males in math class. They sat next to each other, sparing glances once in a while during class. Then Chad finally plucked up the courage to ask Jeff out during the 10th week of school. Jeff said yes and you can guess where this went.

For the party, Chad decided to wear something close to formal, considering his boyfriend recommended it. He wore a plaid dress shirt with an argyle-pattern gray dress sweater, black shorts, black over-the-calf socks, and a pair of black dress shoes. Jeff wore a white dress shirt and black tie that was briefly obscured with a black sweater, black slacks, dress socks, and black loafers.

Jeff drove Chad and himself to the party, Chad being nervous, but was comforted by his boyfriend. Jeff had a soothing voice which always seemed to get Chad to worry less, and it often works. They arrived at 5:45 and entered as the couple they were.

Holding each other's hand, Jeff greeted the host, who was dressed smartly as well. Chad gave a nod of his own, not wanting to be rude. Arriving in the dining room, Chad noticed the rich decor around the house, leading him to think that this was a fancy dinner. It seems they were the only guests at the moment. Chad and Jeff each took their seats

Which was with a crush sound beneath them.

The couple didn't have time to question what it was since they soon felt their arms and legs restricted. Both let out a gasp in shock, Chad adding a hint of fear as they felt the chair jerk, swivel around, and take off into a hidden passageway behind a wall. The couple was separated and the host couldn't help but rub his hands in a sinister manner.

Chad was taken into a dark hallway, unable to see any light as he felt himself lurch in different directions as the pastry on his behind churned in all over his trousers.

The brunette soon felt himself come to a halt in a secluded chamber Chad finally let out breaths of relief. He had hoped the ride was over for him and could potentially escape. His idea dwelled when he saw ropes shoot out of the dark, bounding him even tighter than before. Chad grew fearfully of what was to come as if the bondage wasn't enough.

His fears soon became real.

A deluge of cream splattered against his dress vest and his face. Chad gasped with shock as another blast came, this time striking his face and neck. Bracing himself, he closed his eyes as more cream lathered itself all over him in various angles. Chad was given no reaction time, suffering the creamy humiliation he wished had never happened.

The cream waves eventually subsided before Chad did his best to open his eyes. Cream earned its place everywhere on the introvert's body, the victim utterly too gobsmacked to respond. Chad then got a pouring from above and felt his locks grow soggy and messy while rushing down his outfit.

Chad nearly screamed in disgust but the chair began to move again and take him elsewhere.

Meanwhile, Jeff was in a similar situation. He ended up in a chamber with many circular vents that were dripping and slowly sounded like something was coming from within them. The first blast he experienced was custard which was shot directly at his sweater vest. Jeff withheld any reaction as custard continued to pour out of every orifice that he saw.

The onslaught ended after many, many spurts of custard unleashed on Jeff. Jeff felt his reddish brown hair with streaks of custard through his locks. His black dress sweater was gooey with the rich yellow sauce, his black tie smeared as well. The black slacks dripped with substance all the way down to his black dress socks and loafers, the latter feeling filled on the inside.

Eventually, Jeff's seat moved again and led him down another hallway after his "treatment."

He continued to lurch nonstop before coming to a halt and saw his boyfriend, who was also covered in rich cream. Chad's handsome face was soaked in cream, his former dirty blonde hair now mixed with the white substance. His gray sweater vest with argyle pattern took a dose of pure white stains, oozing down his black dress shorts and exposed legs. Even his black dress shoes suffered as cream leaked from within, no doubt making his dress socks soggy too.

Their chairs began to turn around and see the host on a throne, his hand resting on his chin with a devilish smile.

"Oh goodie! My new wax figures are here!" the host said, clapping happily as he pulled a lever next to his throne.

The binds on the couple unlocked, Chad and Jeff hoping the worst was over. Unfortunately, they were proven wrong. Soon they felt their bodies begin to turn stiff, joints unable to move only to the point they were in certain positions.

"J-J-Je-Jef-Jeff" Chad uttered out as the cream hardened and let out his final words to his boyfriend, reaching out before fading to black

"Chad. Chad! CHAD!"

Chad jerked awake, seeing he was not covered in cream. He turned to his boyfriend, looking at him.

"Everything okay?" Jeff asked, holding his significant other's hand in concern.

Chad brushed off his diluted fantasy, "Yeah. Yeah, sorry babe."

Jeff gave his boyfriend a quick kiss on the cheek, "Are you sure?" Jeff hated when his boyfriend was like this.

The introvert held his boyfriend's cheek, "Yes, babe. I was just having a silly daydream. OK? Nothing to worry about."

Jeff decided to let it go, "OK. If you say so. Also, we are here." He gestured to the house with other cars parked around it.

They exited the car and Chad shook his head away from his absurd daydream. But something about seeing his boyfriend covered in custard

It gave him some pleasure, not that he would tell him that yet.