A second Lucy story, this time she's getting pied with shaving foam for charity. I've got plans to gunge her a few times and cover her in mud (whilst wearing her watch, obviously!) as well, so if you like this, there'll be some more coming. Enjoy!

Lucy was out of the shower and finishing getting ready for work. She dressed in her usual uniform of dark trousers and shoes and light grey company blouse. The finishing touches were earrings and necklace and then her smart metal watch which she always wore with the face inside her wrist. Once dressed and ready, she picked up the bag of sporty clothes that she would be wearing at lunchtime and felt a slight excitement at when she would be wearing them next.

Lucy was a team leader at a large department store that held an annual charity fundraising day. This year, the store was taking over some of the area in the shopping centre and having a fun day to raise money. They had set up various stalls and games like a garden party and the shoppers could pay to play and win prizes. Lucy wanted to suggest a pie booth and she felt very self-conscious when she suggested it. The bosses agreed however and Lucy's next job was trying to convince other people to join her in getting messy. It would only be shaving foam pies as they wanted something easy to clean up, but it still took some persuading of her friends and other team leaders to join her.

The other reason for suggesting a pie booth was that Lucy wanted to know what getting pied was like. She often got muddy, running and riding her bike around the forest near her house. When out on her bike, she would purposely ride through the biggest puddles and down the muddiest tracks and come home splattered from head to toe. She loved it though and liked the idea that you weren't really meant to like it as an adult. She used to watch all the messy shows growing up and watching people get gunged and messy on 'Get Your Own Back' and on Saturday morning kids TV. She always wondered what made people volunteer for the shows when they knew what would happen.

Later that morning, she looked at her watch, time to get changed and make her way to the open part of the shopping centre. She hadn't really known what to wear, so got changed into a pair of light grey knee length leggings and pink sporty t-shirt and trainers. She walked out and saw the chair that would be used by the victims and the table filled with a stack of paper plates and cans of shaving foam. A group of staff were similarly dressed and there was also an eager group of shoppers who were keen to pay their money and pie a staff member. She walked over to where the manager was standing with a photographer for the company magazine and worked out how it would run. Lucy would take the chair first and her first pie would be from her manager. After that, anyone could pay their money and pie whoever was on the chair and they would change 'victim' regularly.

With a deep breath, she took her seat. Looking around, she could see a lot of people watching with their phones out and the photographer standing by. The manager got a cheer and a clap as she walked over with a paper plate loaded with shaving foam. '5, 4, 3, 2, 1' went the countdown before there was a large splat and Lucy got her first pie. She could feel the foamy plate get pressed into her face before the manager gave it a rub, spreading the foam all over her face and into her fringe. Lucy could hear a cheer from everyone watching and then made a couple of holes in the mess so she could see out. She started to laugh as blobs of foam dropped from her face and into her lap. She gave a thumbs up as the next person lined up with the second pie. Another splat and she felt more foam cover her face and drop onto her t-shirt. She wiped some of the foam off, covering her hands which she wiped on her leggings. This was brilliant! So far Lucy was enjoying the mess and it had only just started. The next person lined up and Lucy lifted her head up, ready for another pie. This person pushed it in quite hard and rubbed it around, more foam going into her hair and falling on her t-shirt. 'Whoa, easy!' she laughed. Suddenly she squealed as there was another splat and another pie hit her. This one was rubbed back over her head, covering her hair in shaving foam. She was giggling as she tried to wipe some of the foam from her hair, covering her hands in more of the mess. 'Are you ok there Lucy, do you want to carry on?' she was asked by one of the people making the pies. 'I'm good thanks, just getting rid of some of the worst of it' she replied.

She sat back in the chair and readied herself for the next pie onslaught. Now that other people had seen her get pies smeared all over her hair and not just pushed into her face, the mess came thick and fast. Plates of shaving foam got pushed into her face, squidging blobs of shaving foam onto her top. Others were smeared all over her head meaning that her long hair was now a large messy blob. When people throwing the pies thought that her face was too messy, they smeared the foam over her arms and top. She wiped the foam out of her eyes and ears and could hear someone telling her that her time was up.

Smiling, she stood up to an applause from the crowd gave a small bow, shaving foam dropping from her onto the floor. She looked down at herself and she was covered in foam. Both legs were covered and she could barely see the pink of her t-shirt under the white foam. Her arms and hands were covered where she had tried to wipe the muck out of her hair and from the pies. Someone held up a mirror for her and she laughed as she saw her face which was a mass of foam. Her hair was sticking up on the top of her head and she splatted it back down, more foam covering her hands. The photographer was there and she posed for a few photos before trying to wipe the worst of the foam off. She played with the foam as she scraped it off, enjoying the feeling as it squidged between her hands. People wating to get pied were asking her what it was like, how was it, was it cold? She shrugged and told them it was ok, nothing to worry about really. Inside though, Lucy was loving it! She loved being covered in the sticky shaving foam and getting so messy that she could hardly recognise herself. She also enjoyed it because it felt a bit wrong as well, as if she was breaking the rules by getting messy. Her friend had her phone out and showed her some of the photos and videos of her. Lucy laughed as she saw herself getting pied again and asked for her friend to send it to her. Something to upload to social media later, even though most people would be embarrassed about it happening to them.

Despite having had a turn in the chair and still being covered in foam, she wanted to stick around and see how other people got on. Also, she wanted to take another turn on the chair and get more pies thrown at her! The next person in the chair was getting a laugh from the crowd and Lucy turned to see what was happening. It was Maddie, one of the other team leaders who was scraping all the foam into a big beard and Mohican hairstyle. Her time was up and she also stood up to a round of applause. Without wiping any of the foam off, she walked across to Lucy and gave her a big bear hug and wiped her foam beard and hairstyle on to her. Lucy laughed as she jokingly thanked her for making her take part and more photos were taken. As she walked off, she looked down at herself again. All the wiping she had done before had been undone and she was messy again. Hugging her turned into a game now, as each person who had been pied, stood up and hugged her, covering her in all of their foam.

The queue of people was getting smaller and so was the stack of empty plates and shaving foam cans. She wiped the foam from her watch to check the time and saw there wasn't long left. Suddenly there was an announcement after the last person got up from the chair, it was Maddie again speaking to everyone there. 'Ladies and gentleman! Thank you for your support for this pie booth this lunchtime. Looking at the moneybox, you have all given very generously for the opportunity to make us messy and this will all be going to our chosen charity this year. It's important that we recognise the work of the person who so kindly suggested this and then volunteered us,' this got a laugh and he pointed to Lucy. What was going on? 'Lucy come up here!' there was a small round of applause as Lucy squelched her way up to Maddie. She felt very self-conscious as she held the microphone up and asked her what made her do it 'I just wanted something that everyone could join in on and give some money to. We might look a bit daft but it's for a good cause'. 'Well I agree with you and you're idea has definitely raised some money. But, for all the staff that you got messy today, I think there's some other way that we can thank you, what do you think guys?' To the side, Lucy could see the other staff who were pied picking up the remaining plates and covering them with the leftover foam.

She did her best to look nervous even though she liked the idea of what might be happening. 'Take a seat as we want to show you our appreciation. What do you think ladies and gentlemen?' The crowd obviously cheered as she sat down in the seat. Someone had put a big blob of foam on the seat and she could feel this squish over her bum as she sat down, one of the last clean places on her. The pied staff came closer, all holding one or two pies. Lucy held her breath during the countdown and then there was foamy chaos! The pies came quickly, everyone taking it in turn to squish them into her face, her hair, smear them down her arms and cover her legs in them. She was laughing as they finished and she stood up to a round of applause. She posed for some photos after wiping her eyes clean and looked down at herself. She was so messy! Not a bit of her wasn't covered in foam and it felt brilliant to be so messy and slightly humiliated in front of other people.

Unfortunately she now had to walk through part of the shopping centre and her store to reach the changing rooms. She left a trail of foamy footprints behind her and everyone stopped to look at her until she was in the changing rooms. She shut the door of the shower cubicle and looked at herself in the mirror, barely recognising the messy figure who looked back. Right, time to clear this off, she thought. She kicked off her shoes and socks and then got in the shower with her clothes on. As she washed herself under the warm water, she became recognisable again. Her top turned from white to pink, her arms became clean and she could see her watch and bracelet again. She often wore her watch in the shower anyway so wasn't worried about it getting covered in foam and then wet. Her shorts turned dark grey under the water and she then stripped off, naked except for her jewellery. Her long hair took a lot of washing before that was clean and then she stepped out, wringing out her now soaked clothes before wrapping a towel around her and stepping out of the cubicle. There was another girl waiting also covered in foam. 'I just got in with my clothes on, seemed to work alright' she suggested. The other girl nodded 'I can't believe you suggested this, look at me!' she said grinning. 'I look like I've been on a children's tv programme or something!' Lucy laughed as she carried on drying herself and getting ready for an afternoon at work as normal. She checked her watch to see how long was left of the day and walked back to work with a smile on her face. She also wondered how long it would be for the smell of shaving foam to go!