Nemesis Chapter 7

Twenty minutes after being engulfed by a deluge of slime, Mia stood gingerly in the changing room showers, desperately trying to wash the viscous, grimy gunge from her hair. To her great surprise, the studio had plumped for a walk-in shower, giving her none of the privacy she expected as she washed herself clean. Fortunately, her opponent, Sophie, as the victor, hadn't really got very messy, during their head to head. Thus, she had finished in the shower long before Mia had even left the studio, having taken less than two minutes to wash away her lingering sweat. Indeed, by the time that Mia had wearily trudged back to the changing rooms, Sophie was almost fully dressed and ready to leave.

The twenty-two-year-old blonde chose to stay however, so that she could relive her humiliating thrashing of the pretty teen. Energetically, Sophie boasted about her crushing triumph to the youngster, who, covered head to toe in gunge, politely nodded along as her foe explained to her, the mistakes that she had made. Thoroughly exhausted, the eighteen-year-old brunette tore off her sports bra, trainers and gym shorts, revealing her gentle curves, a spattering of freckles and a slim, lithe physique. Gloatingly exaggerating her triumph, the barefoot, taller blonde chortled as Mia slid her gunge filled knickers down her elfin legs. Watching the now completely naked brunette like a hawk, Sophie, unsympathetically, gave her not a single ounce of privacy. Instead, the blonde cruelly commented, "Well, at least your breasts don't look so tiny when covered in gunk." Instinctively, fearing further ridicule, Mia drew her arms across her diminutive chest. Thus, the naked teenager was defenceless, as Sophie playfully kicked her in the stomach, to show off her athletic prowess. Having graciously laughed off Sophie's mischievousness as a one off, Mia then turned around to open her locker, before Sophie surprised her, by kicking the teenager twice in the rear, as she squealed in abashed ignominy.

"Hey!" Mia cried, perturbed by Sophie's pitiless teasing. Spinning around, Mia aimed a coltish kick back at Sophie, but slipped on the mucky floor beneath her and fell flat on her bewitching, angelic face. Triumphantly, Sophie strode forward and placed her right foot on the small of Mia's back, declaring, "Aha! I win again! Mia, you will never defeat me!" Eventually climbing back to her feet, Mia rolled her eyes, before wearily blowing her cheeks. As Mia rubbed her sore backside, sensing that she may have gone too far, Sophie suggested, "Hey, sorry Mia, I got a bit carried away. How would you like your messy revenge?" Her pride in tatters and her interest piqued, Mia replied, "Oh, Sophie, more than absolutely anything!"

"Great", Sophie responded, before snatching Mia's towel from off her clothes peg. "Hey!" Mia sputtered, once again, as the taller blonde teasingly held it just out of her reach. Smiling, Sophie explained, "You can get your towel back if you win. In the meantime, you get to stay naked, which is nice, as I like looking at your cute little tush and pert tiny breasts." Laughing, Sophie slapped the naked teen's slimy backside twice before continuing to explain the game. "Why don't we play a game of 'Guess the Mess?' I found three buckets of slime in the lockers earlier, how about you have to guess the colour of the gunk? For every bucket you get right, you get to pour its contents over me. But, if you guess the wrong colour, then I'm afraid that you'll just get even messier, my cute slimy friend."

Mia nodded in excited anticipation and allowed her foe to slide a black buff over the top of her head. Securing the buff over Mia's eyes, Sophie then spun the teenager around, so that she was facing the other way. Then, without warning, Sophie took out a pair of handcuffs from her bag and secured the brunette's hands behind her waist. Explaining herself, Sophie declared, "It's a pet hate of mine when girl's unnecessarily wipe gunge from their face." Then, whilst staring at the beautiful brunette's bare backside, Sophie contemplated pouring the first bucket of gunge over the eighteen-year-old, without warning, instead of playing the game. Resisting the temptation, Sophie picked up the first bucket, of red slime and demanded, "So Mia, guess away."

"Erm, red?" the teenager suggested, extremely nervously. Horrified at Mia's correct answer, Sophie swiftly put down the bucket and picked up the one containing blue slime instead. "Hard luck", the blonde cooed, before emptying the blue gunk over the shrieking Mia's head. Taking care to smother the youngster's bare breasts in slime, Sophie ensured that every last drop of gunge dripped onto the teenager, before plonking the empty bucket over her pretty little head. Cheekily, Sophie pinched Mia on the rear, before wiping her slimy hands on the brunette's clean towel, without a care in the world.

Picking up the bucket of green gunge, Sophie asked Mia to guess again. "I'm going to stick with red", Mia eagerly declared, rather optimistically. Grinning, Sophie ran around to Mia's front and threw the entire bucket over her nubile, shivering chest, waist and hips. Screaming, Mia felt the gunge splatter against her crotch before dribbling down the inside of her legs.

Spitting out slime, Mia surmised, "Well, third time lucky; the last bucket must be red!" Caught by surprise, Sophie had to quickly think on her feet. The last bucket was indeed filled with red slime and she didn't have any more buckets left, with which to swap it with. Keeping calm, Sophie remembered that there was a trolley laden with shaving cream pies out in the corridor and resolved to change the rules of the game. Confused by the pregnant pause, Mia murmured, "Sophie, well, am I right? Sophie, what are you doing?" Then, suddenly, she felt a shaving cream pie explode against her petite derriere.

Cackling, Sophie implored, "No silly, it's a trolley of pies, now keep still and take your punishment like a woman." Dancing around her prey, Sophie slapped two pies against Mia's heaving, slimy breasts, before smashing a third pie between her legs. Her hands tied and her eyesight blinded by the black buff, poor Mia didn't know where she was going to be splattered into next. Taking care to cover every inch of Mia's body in shaving cream, Sophie soon turned the petite teen's pale skin a murky, ivory mess. Tracing her fingers over Mia's pale, silky skin, Sophie could feel the youngster's pulse quicken as she disappeared beneath two inches of mess.

Finally removing Mia's buff blindfold, the blonde then triumphantly splattered seven shaving cream pies into her pretty, dainty face. Aiming for a different spot each time, the blonde kept the jumpy, skittish youngster guessing as she stealthily approached her from the rear. Rubbing the pie tins firmly over Mia's cheeks, the arrogant blonde repeated her boast that Mia would never be able to beat her, before tickling her, under her armpits. Upon removing the foil tins, Sophie continued to tease Mia mercilessly, by blowing raspberries at her, barely inches from her face.

Before Mia knew it, her cheeks were covered in eight inches of shaving cream. Nevertheless, the thunderous barrage, simply refused to cease. Having only recently been introduced to wam, Mia found the process of being covered in gunk absolutely exhilarating. Secretly a lesbian, the brunette thoroughly enjoyed being dominated by the beautiful blonde, who continued to touch her, exceedingly intimately, though unwittingly. In contrast, Sophie, who was engaged to be married, thought she was simply humiliating the pretty teen. Transferring the anger and resentment that she felt towards her sister, onto Mia, Sophie continued to debase the wide-eyed, ingenuous girl, touching her in places that excited her and made her squeal.

After pausing for a moment, Sophie then splattered a pie straight into Mia's crotch, causing cream to squirt up inside the teenager's vagina, much to her predator's glee. Watching Mia squiggle and squirm, Sophie cawed, "I am invincible! Mia, you will never, ever beat me!" Then, after taking a few steps back, Sophie picked up the final two pies and ran at Mia, before smashing them into the youngster's quivering breasts, simultaneously.

The barrage finally over, Sophie sportingly wiped Mia's eyes, allowing the plucky brunette to notice the bucket of red gunge, five feet to her left. "Sophie, you cheated!" Mia gasped, accusingly. "Me? I would never do such a thing!" Sophie cooed, before upturning the final bucket over poor Mia's head. Smirking, Sophie announced, "Well, since I won, I get to keep your towel, don't I dear?" Ignoring Mia's protestations, Sophie teasingly threw it out into the corridor, where the naked teenager wouldn't dare retrieve it, not in a million years.

Triumphant, Sophie led Mia to the washroom, before turning the shower on for her, albeit with the thermostat set to the coldest setting. Not suspecting the freezing barrage, Mia shrieked as the water cascaded over her dainty, gooey head. Her hands still cuffed and her path blocked by Sophie, the poor teenager screamed for fifteen seconds before the older blonde finally turned up the temperature to a respectable level. Then, ordering Mia to turn around, Sophie twice pinched her backside before finally releasing her wrists. Belatedly feeling sorry for the brunette, Sophie gushed, "Alright, alright, I'll go get your towel", before Mia could turn around and wipe slime all over the devious fiend. But Mia's hopes were soon dashed however, as when Sophie ventured back out onto the corridor, the towel was nowhere to be seen.

Having finally escaped from Sophie's interminable clutches, Mia's entire body shivered as she wrung the green sludge from her hair. Then, as the brunette scraped shaving cream from off her left breast, Mia overheard Sophie brashly and vociferously answer her mobile. Almost shouting, due to a poor signal, the athletic blonde seemed oblivious to the fact that Mia could hear almost every word she said.

"Hi sis yeah, the voiceover didn't take long. You were right, it was quite boring in the end. But guess what! Our opponents are also sisters. I met one of them, a brunette, who is really pretty, especially in the nudeNo, don't go getting any funny ideas, it wasn't like thatNo, really. Ava, stop it!... Look, I tricked her into using her towel as collateral in a game. Unfortunately, I've lost it, so I don't know what she's going to do. Mia doesn't even have any clean clothes either, after I thoroughly soaked her before the gameYeah, I was a bit cruel, but I was only having a bit of fun, you'd have done the same, trust me. Anyway, they made us race against each other over a military style obstacle course. But my route was rigged, it was so unfair. The tyres were too small for me to fit through and the crew threw far more balls at me. Nevertheless, despite their cheating, I only went and snatched victory at the last second, didn't I? It was so exciting, you should have been there No, you would have enjoyed it, don't be silly. Especially since, as my prize, I got to pie and gunge Mia. I really showed her who was boss, I utterly humiliated her. I can't wait to do the same to you in a couple of weeks. Nonsense Ava, don't say that, I know you don't mean it. Look, why don't you come on over and meet her, I can come and find you if you like, you're only ten minutes away. Yeah, she's really nice, you'd like her, I think. I'm not sure that she likes me however, though it might be down to petty jealousy at the fact I always winNo, I have not been showing offNo, I do not always do thatNo, I think she's just a bit shy. Don't be rudeCome on, if you hurry, she might still be in the shower when you get here. It will take her hours to wipe all that gunk from her hair. Then, you'll get to see her cute little bum, I promise you, you will be impressed."

Listening intently, Mia wiped some residue gunge from her breasts and thighs, before turning her face towards the nozzle, to wash away the gloop from her face. Pausing for a moment, she stood perfectly still, allowing the warm water to splatter down over her pale, silky skin. Smiling, Mia was glad that Sophie was making someone else suffer, by forcing her sister to listen to her incessant boasting and bleating. Nevertheless, Mia kind of liked her, for she was reminded her of Jessica, her vain, vapid, yet closest and oldest friend. Furthermore, Mia was delighted to hear her call her pretty, even if Sophie seemed oddly obsessed with her tiny derriere. It made Mia feel all warm and fuzzy, for she didn't hear enough people compliment her about her looks these days.

Straining slightly, Mia continued to listen to Sophie witter away. "Yeah sure, I'll come and meet you, if you really don't know the way. It isn't far from work, I promise Cheer up Ava, please don't feel too down You won't enjoy the gameshow, if you stay stuck in this malaise No, no, no, don't be so silly Look, tell you what, I bet I can get you to laugh when you get hereNo seriously Yeah, alright, a pie in the face says I canDealLove you too, see you in a bit."

A few minutes later, with Sophie having left to go meet her sister, Mia crept out of the shower, in search of a towel. Ideally, the brunette wished to get changed before her opponents could return. But with no means of drying herself, the prospects of this were diminishing by the second. Mia didn't mean to be rude. Yes, Sophie and she may have got off on the wrong foot, but only because they were both competitive and wanted to escape the gunge. Sophie was arrogant and self-centred, Mia couldn't deny that, but didn't Rosie, her sister, just last week, accuse her of being the same? Mia didn't want to judge Sophie too quickly and was keen to be her friend.

Nevertheless, the teenager was tired and wanted to curl up in her warm, snug, fleecy bed. Opening up her locker, Mia was annoyed to find that her clothes from earlier were still soaking wet. She could neither wear them or use them as a towel, causing her great distress. Caught between two minds, the teenager considered slipping them on anyway. But, in the end, Mia decided to phone her Mum, asking her to bring one with her, when she came to pick her up.

Mia had made naked phone calls before, back when she experimented with having boyfriends, for she loved to tease them and drive them crazy about her state of undress. The guys loved to hear her describe how she walked around her house naked, doing chores and college coursework, completely in the nude. Embarrassingly, her sister, Rosie, had twice caught her doing it, chasing her around the house before spanking her, the first time, then throwing a bucket of cold water over her, the second.

But phoning her Mum was just plain weird and far more embarrassing than talking to her boyfriend. Realising her daughter's predicament, Lynne warned her, "Don't go near any doors or windows Mia, in fact, stay exactly where you are, don't move an inch. Don't let any of those TV types take advantage of you, you know how nae and starry eyed you get when you get praised or complimented. Did you watch the promo video they filmed for you? I do hope you're not showing any flesh. If you are, whatever you do, don't sign the permission form, wait until I get there, will you dear?"

Mia gulped, she had already signed the permission form and she showed far more skin than her mother would approve. Growing concerned, Mia realised that the presenter, Aiko, had distracted her when they watched the video earlier, hopefully, she didn't show more flesh than what she'd seen. If she had, her Mum would kill both her and the producers, without pausing to think.

Hanging up on her mother, Mia hoped that Lynne would get there before Sophie and Ava, who despite being closer, were having to walk. But, Mia's hopes for some privacy were soon dashed however, as without warning, Parvati and Bianca came bursting through the door instead. Caught by surprise, Mia was slow to cover herself, barely stretching her arms across her breasts and crotch as the two women stared.

Shivering, Mia flinched as water dripped down from her fringe to her feet. Having stood still throughout her phone call, Mia was now standing upon an ample puddle that had formed upon the tiled floor. Grinning in embarrassment, as she made eye contact with Bianca, the pretty teenager lost her balance and collapsed in a heap.

Shaking her head, Parvati, the show's producer, moaned, "Oh, I thought you would have finished getting changed by now, you've been absolutely ages Mia." Sitting up, on her backside, with her hands by her sides, Mia explained, "To be fair, I would have got changed, but my towel's been stolen and my clothes are absolutely soaked." Sensing that her glistening, naked body was making the priggish Parvati uncomfortable, the teenager purposefully chose to not cover herself and instead sat up onto her knees, thrusting her crotch forward, teasingly. Ignoring her mother's advice, Mia flaunted her body, with breaking eye contact for a second. Continuing, Mia explained, "You might want to ask Bianca what happened, for she's responsible, really."

Gulping, Bianca turned to her boss and whimpered, "Listen, I can explain", knowing fully well that it had been her idea to drench the brunette, earlier in the day. Glancing accusingly at Mia, Bianca cowered, as an incredulous Parvati snarled and raised her hand to shush her. Caught off guard by Mia's shameless nudity, the Indian producer was unable to take her eyes from the teenager's youthful hips and uncovered breasts. Unused to seeing people naked, the sheltered career woman felt almost hypnotized by Mia's glistering, glistening crotch. Growing increasingly jealous of Mia by the second, Parvati wondered why she didn't have breasts as pert, thighs as nimble or a smile so alluring as the beautiful brunette's.

Incredulous, Parvati snarled and raised her hand to shush Bianca, who was busy concocting a lie to get herself off the hook. Distracted by Mia's beauty, Parvati was not in the mood for Bianca's usual lame excuses and so rudely told her to "Shut up!" Turning back to Mia, Parvati carefully retorted, "Mia, please accept my apologies, Bianca won't get away with this, I promise. In the meantime, I'm sure she will help make it up to you, by getting you a towel and something nice to wear. Anyway, I came here to warn you that the promos and internet content go live in three days' time. So be ready to expect a fair bit of unwanted attention from the public, there's always some creepy weirdo who will become obsessed by you and take things too far. You're a pretty girl, so the attention will be far worse than usual, especially since in the clips, like now, you're barely wearing anything. Now, in return for being such a good sport, I've got a treat for you. I've been in touch with your sister, Rosie, and your awful redheaded friend" "Jessica?" Mia reminded her, causing Parvati to twitch and scrunch her nose up, at her name.

Overcoming her repulsion for the redhead, Parvati continued, "Yeah. Anyway, they've organised a surprise for you, which, believe me, you thoroughly deserve. Without ruining anything, they've asked me to help kit you out in a cute office blouse and skirt. So, I'll leave you in Bianca's capable hands and I promise you, this time, you won't get soaked."

Flaunting her breasts one final time, Mia pushed her chest forward towards Parvati, before the flummoxed producer finally let them be. Left alone with the brunette, Bianca brought out her tape measure and declared, "The last time I asked you for your measurements, you lied a little, didn't you Mia? So, if you don't mind, I'm going to measure you myself this time, just to make certain." Nodding in agreement, Mia reflected that she had lied about her vital statistics. Beckoning the teenager to stand up, Bianca carefully wrapped the tape measure around Mia's bust. Unable, now, to taunt Parvati, Mia was no longer the dominant personality in the room. Playing second fiddle to Bianca, the brunette retired back into her shell a little and flinched at her every caress.

"Hold still, Mia, you can trust me", Bianca soothed, adding, "I've done this thousands of times." Adjusting the tape, a little, Bianca dug the plastic into Mia's youthful chest. Making eye contact with Mia, before glancing down at the eighteen-year-old's naked form, Bianca joked, "Though usually, my clients, are at least wearing their knickers!" Increasingly nervous, the nude teen breathed in heavily and glanced down at her crotch. "Now, now, you can't trick me", Bianca cajoled, before wrapping the tape tightly around her chest, just under her bust. Then, whilst intently staring at Mia's tiny breasts, Bianca remarked, "Goodness, you can't be more than a B cup." Grinning, the costume designer added, "That must be so embarrassing when you go shopping. I used to hate it, when my chest was still growing; I was a late bloomer and shop assistants always used to judge me. Plus, my old boyfriends always used to overestimate, whenever they bought me lingerie. I found it humiliating having to constantly return their presents to me. Thank goodness I now have D cups! Today, shop assistants instead look at me in awe and jealousy! Nevertheless, it just isn't fair that we girls get judged by the size of our chests. But, some people are just so shallow, aren't they? I mean, your breasts are miniscule, but you still looking amazing!"

Nodding along, Mia blushed as Bianca blithely analysed her breasts. Taking great care, the afro-Caribbean beauty prodded and poked her every curve and blemish. Sighing in relief as Bianca finally removed her tape measure, Mia gasped as the designer placed both her hands upon her hips. "Stay still", Bianca warned her, before wrapping the tape around Mia's waist. Continuing to witter, Bianca remarked, "I felt so sorry for you earlier, when Sophie gunged you, for losing the race. You were so very close to winning, we all thought you'd won. But then, you slipped at the last second, didn't you, you clumsy klutz. But now, after you dropped me in it with Parvati, I'm glad they slimed you. In fact, I wish they had thrown you into the dunk tank as well. I was just having a little fun, splashing you earlier, I didn't mean anything by it, you could have asked me to stop. But Parvati is such a fun sponge, she's ever so serious. Sometimes, I can't believe that she works on a gameshow, let alone run the whole studio! I really don't understand what motivates and drives her at all. She'll probably discipline me now, but never mind that, I need to measure your every curve and flaw."

Dropping to her knees, Bianca wrapped the tape around Mia's hips, her face no more than a couple of inches from the brunette's crotch, as she continued to talk. "You must tell me who does your bikini wax, I just love your Bermuda triangle", she gushed. Taken aback, Mia glanced down at her hips as Bianca carefully traced her fingers over the minute hairs on the brunette's crotch.

Chuckling, Bianca remarked, "You know what Mia, you're absolutely gorgeous. Believe it or not, most of the guys backstage think you're fitter than Sophie and she's a stunning blonde. That's why they ganged up on you during the game, you see, they all wanted to see you lose and get gunged.
It really made everyone's week watching you get slimed, it meant that all their hard work had paid off." Narrowing her eyes, Bianca then began to more forcibly stroke Mia's bush. Taken aback, Mia stepped backwards, her backside pressing up against the lockers. Worried that she'd gone too far, Bianca cried, "Mia, don't worry, I'm not hitting on you, I promise." But then, as Mia stepped back forwards, the designer admitted, "Even though, I admit, I do rather fancy you, quite a lot. As you've probably guessed by now, I am bisexual, I adore naked girls as much as I love unclothed hunks. But, I'm in a stable relationship, right now, and, from what I can gather, you haven't come out yet, have you?"

Shocked, Mia gasped, "How can you tell?" as Bianca teasingly tied the tape around her bottom. "Oh, when you've worked with as many women as I have, it's very easy to spot the lesbians, I assure you." Jokily slapping Mia's backside, Bianca then wrapped the tape around Mia's left thigh, her shoulder accidentally leaning against the youngster's crotch. Continuing, Bianca ignored her own clumsiness and surmised, "Your sister knows though, I reckon. But, I would bet my house on your idiot redheaded friend being oblivious to your lustful thoughts. "Yeah, I've been trying to tell Jess for ages, but she just won't listen", Mia admitted, forlorn. Then, as Bianca measured Mia's inside leg, the older woman warned her, "Be careful around Sophie and her sister. Sophie seems nice, but she has a mean, vicious streak, whilst Ava is a full-blown psychopath, I assure you. She's so sly, cunning and malicious, she poisons every room. Furthermore, Ava's a lesbian too and extremely proud and vocal about her sexuality. If you're not careful, she'll eat you for breakfast and destroy you."

As she stood back up, Bianca lightly grabbed Mia's nearest bicep. "Hmm, you're not very strong, are you? Judging from what I've seen, you also don't have much core strength either. If you're going to win, you're going to have to improve your strength and get much, much fitter. Sophie is spending every evening in the gym in preparation for the pilot episode. If you don't work out, you won't stand a chance Mia." Grabbing back her arm, the brunette replied, "Really? Judging from what I've seen, the physical rounds are rarely where gameshows are lost. Rather, it's the challenges that require logic and thinking outside the box that prove decisive." Shrugging her shoulders, Bianca warned, "Still, despite appearances, Sophie isn't stupid. She might seem vapid and up herself, but she shares her sister's cunning. Anyway, the guys in the crew will want to see you gunged again, so they'll probably do everything that they can to sabotage you. Mia, please take my advice, at least try a little yoga or something."

Taking a few steps back, Bianca lowered herself into a half pigeon pose. "I do this for twenty minutes every morning. Yoga really helps keep my core strength up, seriously, you should try it too." Bianca then rolled over into a happy baby pose, before jumping up into a half moon pose, causing a rather bemused Mia to cry tears of joy. Shaking her head, Bianca chided, "Come on, don't knock it till you've tried it. Anyway, what are you laughing at? I don't look silly at all!"

Willing to give it a go, Mia tried to copy Bianca's pose, before immediately collapsing into a heap, on the floor. Laughing, Bianca stepped out of her pose and suggested, "Oh dear, oh dear. Never mind, I'll help you." Grabbing Mia's right leg, Bianca held her limb vertical as Mia struggled into position. Staring directly at Mia's hips, Bianca, amazed at her own brazen shamelessness, remarked, "Gee, I hope Parvati doesn't walk in on us. She'd fire me for sure, wouldn't she?" Letting going of Mia, so that the teenager fell flat on her face once again, Bianca picked out a brochure from her locker. "Here, you can borrow this. It will do you wonders, I promise you. Now, if you don't mind, I'll go and pick you out a towel and some dry clothes!"

Moments after Bianca left, an inquisitive Mia began to flick through the brochure. Starting with what looked like an easy one, Mia tried out the half pigeon pose, which didn't prove to be too difficult at all. Rather optimistically, Mia then tried a standing split, but she fell over immediately, almost knocking herself out, as she clattered into the lockers. Deciding that she'd try something easier, Mia settled on a wide legged forward fold. Inevitably, this pose proved far more difficult than it ought. Nevertheless, Mia was determined not to be beaten. She didn't think that she was that unfit, she wanted to prove to Bianca that she was wrong to tease her lack of athletic poise. Thus, after a few false dawns, the brunette finally held herself in the correct position and squealed in joy.

But then, without warning, Sophie and her sister Ava arguing, as always, burst through the door. Ignoring her older sister, Ava took one look at the naked teenager and snorted, "Oh my God, I can see her vagina!" Mortified, Mia crumpled to the floor and tried to cover herself, suddenly feeling far more self-conscious than a moment ago. Finding Mia's misfortune hilarious, Ava simply couldn't stop laughing and pointed cruelly at the naked girl.

Frantically searching for something to cover herself with, Mia realised, all too late, that Sophie's damp towel was teasingly just out of reach, resting on top of the lockers. Her cheeks turning bright red, Mia tried to divert her eyes, only for a still chuckling, Ava to continue, "Sophie, you're right, she is an idiot." Deeply embarrassed, Sophie shot back, "Ava, I didn't say that." "Yes, you did", Ava corrected her. Fuming, the older blonde nevertheless remarked, "Mia, she's just teasing, I never said that. Anyhow, Mia, this is my sister, Ava."

Glancing upwards, Mia got her first proper look at the brunette. Ava, twenty, was simply stunning. Standing at five-foot-five, with long flowing dark brown hair, her slenderness stood in complete contrast to her elder sister's sporty physique and toned muscles. If it wasn't for their diamond shaped faces and short narrow chins, you could scarcely tell that they were sisters at all.

Having finally ceased laughing, Ava scrutinized the naked teenager that sat before her. For almost ten seconds, she was struck dumb by the cute, clumsy girl, who seemed clearly vexed and troubled. Nevertheless, there was no doubt in Ava's mind, Mia was utterly gorgeous. Taking control, Ava stared directly into the brunette's bashful eyes and instantly sensed a connection between them. Like Bianca, Ava immediately recognised that Mia, like herself, was a lesbian. Wearily used to the prying gaze, Ava sensed that Mia was simultaneously checking her out. For, the brunette had bashfully tried to break eye contact with her, only to demurely glance back up at her bosom.

Mischievously, Ava returned fire by staring intently at Mia's bare breasts. Stepping forward, Ava offered out her hand and pulled Mia back up to her feet, before the teenager could even think to stop her. Then, leaning forward, Ava glanced down at Mia's bush, before passionately kissing her lips, whilst wrapping her clammy hands around the youngster's shoulders. Pulling Mia towards her chest, Ava felt the brunette's youthful breasts push up against her own, whilst she continued to kiss her.

Highly embarrassed, Sophie remarked, "Ava! What are you doing? Leave her be, you're scaring her!" But Mia wasn't even the tiniest bit frightened. Instead, she was in bliss. Almost every time she went out clubbing, guys would come up to her and her friends and kiss them on the dancefloor. Sometimes, Jess in particular, wouldn't even know the guy's name, before she ended up snogging him. Mia wondered how this was any different, except for the fact, of course, that she wasn't wearing any clothes. So, as first impressions went, despite Bianca's warnings, Mia was rather impressed.

Continuing to babble, Sophie blurted, "Mia I'm ever so sorry, my sister's in an extremely funny mood today, sometimes I simply can't understand her. Honestly, she's not normally like this, she's never usually this forward." Ignoring her older sister, Ava whispered, "You have a nice arse", before slapping the naked youngster on the rear. Overcome by Ava's forwardness, Mia bit her lip lasciviously, before untangling herself from Ava's grasp and glancing longingly up at Sophie's towel. Reaching upwards, the short, five-foot-two teenager, as she feared, just couldn't quite reach it. So, thinking that she didn't have anything else left to lose, Mia jumped up four times, trying and failing each time, to snatch it. Chuckling, Ava licentiously watched Mia's exquisite breasts bounce freely, as she leapt upwards, impotently. Striding forwards, Ava then nudged Mia aside, making it look like to her sister that she didn't mean to lightly brush up against Mia's alluring side boob. Tauntingly, Ava then pulled down the towel with ease, before slapping it against Mia's bare backside three times, mockingly.

Embarrassed, Mia turned around, exposing her crotch once again to the two sisters. The teenager then tore the towel from Ava's grasp and wrapped it around her body, albeit leaving three quarters of her breasts uncovered in her haste. Pausing to take stock, Mia held her eyes shut for a couple of seconds. Ava was beautiful, no, she was absolutely stunning. Furthermore, Ava clearly liked her too, for she had kissed her. Their kiss was divine, it was everything Mia could ever wish for. Never before had she been kissed by a girl who had meant it. There was no denying it, there was clearly a spark between them. Yet, barely a minute later, Ava had been manipulative and cruel, just like Bianca had warned her.

Scolding her sister, Sophie whispered, "Ava, seriously, stop it. Sometimes, you really are embarrassing, don't you know that? You've only just met the girl and already you're groping her. Poor Mia, she's incredibly nae and barely eighteen, heaven knows what she must be thinking." Rudely, Ava shot back, "Sophie, I can do what I like. She didn't say no, now did she?"

Moments later, Bianca burst back into the room, announcing, "Mia, I've got you a delightful, little white dress" before pausing, as she spotted Ava and Sophie. "Oh, hi there, Ava. How nice to meet you again", Bianca lied, fooling no one. Suddenly remembering their bet, Sophie chimed up, "Bianca, I don't suppose you could do us both a favour? Ava and myself had a bet that I could make her laugh. The loser would get pied and slimed; could you source some gunge and pies for us?" Smiling, Bianca hung up Mia's dress and replied, "It would be my pleasure." Not wanting to miss an opportunity to slime one of the sisters, it didn't matter which, Bianca swiftly exited the room, looking for the ammunition.

Smarmily, Ava remarked, "Sophie, you know, don't you, that you haven't made me laugh yet." Incredulous, Sophie spat back, "But you've spent most of the past five minutes laughing." Refusing to back down, Ava reminded her, "But it was Mia who made me laugh, not you, don't change the rules of the bet, just because you're losing." "That wasn't part of the deal", Sophie lied, starting to regret having made the wager in the first place. Running out of options, Sophie suggested, "I guess we're going to have to agree to disagree. How about we get Mia to decide who should get pied instead, then Ava?" "What? No! You lost the bet, that's not fair", her younger sister squealed. "Running scared now are we chicken?" Sophie shot back, smarmily. "Fine, why don't we let Mia decide", Ava groaned, whilst desperately trying to think up a new plan of action. "Great", Sophie replied, not for one second thinking that Mia would choose her.

"So, Mia, who's it to be then?" Ava asked the brunette, nervously. Playing her hand, Ava quavered, "Now, remember, only one of us ambushed you in the showers, soaking your clothes and stealing your towel. Only one of us gunged you in front of dozens of guys and then called you an idiot afterwards. Come on Mia, you know I'm right, Sophie thoroughly deserves a gunging." "Wait, what?" Sophie shot back, ill prepared. Beginning to panic, the blonde continued, "But Ava's just accosted you and whipped you on the bottom." Shouting over her sister, Ava reminded the brunette, "Plus, Mia, I actually won the bet, remember."

Mia didn't know what to think. She hated all this attention. She didn't want to admit to eavesdropping on Sophie's conversation earlier, thus proving that Ava was right all along, but neither did she think it fair that Sophie should escape away clean, yet again, after gunging and pieing her earlier. Taking her time to solve her dilemma, Mia was about to declare Ava the winner. But then, she spotted the brunette sneak a look at the top of her breasts as they peeked up from underneath her towel. Wanting her revenge on the attractive brunette, Mia declared, "I think that Sophie should pie Ava." "What!" the younger sister grumpily snorted in disgust, as Sophie gleefully taunted her. "How's this fair? I won!" Ava continued, but nobody was willing to listen.

A minute later, Bianca returned with a trolley ladled with both pies and buckets. Calming down, Ava sighed and gushed, "Fine, let me have it." Losing herself in a trance, Ava closed her eyes and swayed sweetly as Sophie picked up the first pie like a greedy child at a cake shop. Suddenly, the brunette seemed far younger and more vulnerable than her worldly twenty years suggested. No longer brash and prickly, Ava was subservient and placid towards her sister. Ignoring Mia, Ava turned her back on the brunette and acted as if the youngster no longer existed.

Enjoying her latest triumph, Sophie scornfully teased her seemingly guileless sister. Showing off, the athletic blonde feigned left, then right, before gently caressing the creamy filling into Ava's face and cheering. Befuddled, Ava wiped the pie filling from off her nose and flicked it at her older sister. Sadly, Sophie's extra hours in the gym paid off and she swiftly darted out of the way in time, meaning that the cream wastefully splattered against the lockers. Safe from her sister's retaliation, Sophie picked up two more pies and swiftly gave the off-guard Ava a sloppy pie sandwich, completely engulfing her face, neck and shoulders.

Sophie then instructed her sister to kneel down as she picked up the first bucket of gunge from the trolley. "Ava, my dear, do lookup", she teased, before coating Ava's forehead in thick, gloopy blue gunk that poured out frustratingly slowly. Keen to speed things up, Sophie then opened up the front of Ava's tank top, before pouring a bucket of runnier yellow gunge over her breasts and stomach. Keenly watching, Mia couldn't help stooping forwards to get a closer look of Ava's chest as Sophie besmeared her sister.

Oblivious to her opponent's lustful longings, Sophie suggested, "Mia, would you like to pie my sister?" "Oh, Could I? I'd love to!" the teenager squeaked, genuinely excited. Overjoyed, Mia picked up a pink cream pie and danced over towards the kneeling brunette, who scrunched up her nose back at her. Pausing for a moment, Mia spotted Ava stare straight at her chest and abruptly felt self-conscious. Desperate for revenge, Mia paused, caught in two minds about how best to splatter the pie into Ava. Suddenly, Ava pulled down on Mia's towel, dragging it from off her chest, exposing, once again, her nubile, naked body.

Stark naked, Mia gasped in shock as Ava jumped up, stole the pie from her grasp and smashed it against her bare breasts before she could stop her. Taking her chance, Ava dashed to the trolley, picked up a chocolate pie and threw it with venom, straight at Mia's face, as she squealed. Completely blinded, Mia stumbled on the mush beneath her feet and fell over. Dashing back to the trolley, Ava picked up bucket of purple gunge and emptied it all over the unfortunate Mia. Then, to complete the turnaround, Ava threw the final bucket, of chunky chocolate sauce, all over Mia's face and chest, much to her older sister's enjoyment.

Less impressed, Bianca complained, "Guys, that was uncalled for." Laughing, Sophie chortled, "What are you going to do about it?" Riled, Bianca retorted, "Sophie, just you wait", before storming out and slamming the down behind her. "Sorry Mia", Ava gushed, before offering her hand to pull up the teenager. "Come on, lets have a shower then", she continued. But then, the moment Ava was finally alone with Mia, the older girl's cheerful demeanour and disposition suddenly disappeared. Nervously, she took off her tank top and jeans and gulped as she realised that the showers were far more public and open than Sophie had made her realise.

Pausing, Ava watched as Mia began to shower, wiping the thick, chunky chocolate from her hair and pubic areas. Lustfully glancing at her naked body, Ava gulped nervously before complaining, "You're really pretty Mia. No, I mean it, you're utterly gorgeous." But then, as she took off her bra and panties, Ava continued, "Nevertheless, you're still an ungrateful brat, lying and cheating to make me lose my bet with my sister." Caught by surprise, Mia swiftly turned her head in confusion. Staring at the dark brunette, Mia noted that Ava was far curvier than she was. Her breasts were bigger and she, unlike Mia, at twenty, looked like a fully-grown woman. Ava was bewitching, but also bewildering in equal measure. Why the sudden change of heart? Why was she acting all aloof and aggressive?

Reading Mia's mind, Ava rudely spat, "What are you staring at?" Averting her eyes, Mia shyly whimpered, "Me, what? Nothing?" Maintaining her attack, Ava shot back, "I can't believe I liked you", before turning her back and ignoring Mia. Utterly confused, Mia couldn't fathom what had just happened. What had she done wrong? They had asked her who she had wanted to see gunged and she had answered honestly. If they had asked her who had won the bet, she would have told the truth and said Ava. But, then, that wasn't what they asked her, was it?

Struggling to clear the chocolate from her bush, Mia shyly glanced over at Ava's curvy backside as the dark brunette hurriedly washed herself. Finishing her shower in barely ninety seconds, Ava stormed out of the bathroom, taking both of their towels with her. Utterly hurt, Mia just couldn't understand why Ava had turned against her so vehemently. Running her hands down over her thighs, Mia heard Parvati and Bianca return and Ava shout out gleefully.

Nervously, trying to cover herself, Mia tiptoed back into the changing room. "Mia, do you ever wear any clothes?" Parvati asked her, disbelievingly. Glancing around desperately for a towel, Mia noticed that Sophie and Ava were dressed in red and light blue outfits that were identical to the white dress that Bianca had given her. Shyly, Mia accepted a towel off the costume designer, who slapped her on the bottom, twice, teasingly. No longer so embarrassed about being naked, Mia stopped covering her vital assets and asked, "Do you, by any chance, have any underwear for me?" Laughing, Bianca fished out a pair of dark blue knickers, before admitting, "No bra, I'm afraid, I forgot it."

Whilst an inquisitive Mia began to get changed, Parvati explained, "Bianca told the crew what had just happened here. The guys are not happy with you Sophie, whatsoever. So, they've insisted on working late so that you two might get your revenge on her. As luck would have it, we genuinely do need to test out our dunk tank. So, very quickly, they've designed a game for all of you. Sophie is going to sit above the dunk tank, whilst Ava will be presented with a remote control, with five differently coloured buttons. But only one of them will activate the seat above the gunge and send Sophie to oblivion. As you can guess, Ava will have the chance to push only one button. If she's wrong, Sophie gets to climb down and Mia will take her place above the dunk tank." "What! why me?" Mia complained, whilst wearing nothing but her knickers. "What did I tell you? The guys really like seeing you get slimed", Bianca chimed, before opening up the back of Mia's panties and pinging them against her rear. Ignoring the interruption, Parvati confirmed, "The game will continue with Sophie and Mia replacing one another above the dunk tank. Eventually, one of them will get slimed. Either way, Ava will get her revenge on somebody."

To hurry Mia along, Parvati strode forward and held the door to the changing room wide open. At just that very moment, two female members of the crew, walked past, before looking the semi naked Mia up and down and sniggering. Taking her chance, Bianca pulled Mia's knickers down to her ankles, exposing her to the two bemused, sneering women. "Hi", Mia croaked with intense embarrassment, as Penny and Bonnie glanced down at her crotch, almost in unison. "Mia!" Bianca jokily remarked, before slapping her again on the rear. The crew-women looked disapprovingly at Parvati, who shrugged her shoulders, as if to say, 'Look at what I have to put up with.' Suddenly, Ava bent down, scooped up Mia's panties and threw them out into the corridor. Instinctively, Penny, a dirty blonde, caught the knickers and threw them further down the walkway.

A momentarily lull passed, as Mia waited for somebody to help her. But, with everyone expecting somebody else to help out, nobody stepped forward. Panicking, Mia held her left arm across her chest and ran out, naked, into the corridor. Scanning the passageway, Mia spotted her dark blue panties hanging loosely on a radiator, where the corridor turned a corner.

But then, to Mia's immense horror, she heard two voices, deep in conversation, grow louder as they approached her. The first, a man's voice, in a thick Indian accent, gave the brunette a cause for a alarm, but not as much as the other. For moments later, who else turned around the corner, but her mother. "Your daughter has one final scene to film", began the deep male voice, belonging to Arjan. "Mia!" Lynne screamed in complete disbelief, upon walking around the corner. "Mia, I told you to stay put, were you not listening!" Her mother scolded her. Sensing that Arjan was looking her nude daughter up and down, Lynne snarled, "Excuse me sir, you stop that this instant!" before bashing him around the head with the rucksack, she brought, containing a fresh change of clothes for Mia. Laughing at their colleague, Penny and Bonnie looked knowingly at one another, before the dirty blonde suggested, "Would you like to see your daughter's video that she shot for us?" Castigating Mia, Lynne forewarned, "Darling, if you're even showing an inch of flesh in the promo, you are in so much trouble, I promise you." Scooping up Mia's panties, Lynne handed them to her daughter, instructing, "Now, put these on, young lady, before I have to castrate this depraved, lecherous, young gentleman." Unable to help himself, Arjan looked the naked teenager up and down once more, before Lynne thwacked the rucksack at his groin, four times, with increasing vigour and ferocity. Wincing in pain, Arjan looked at Mia's pert backside one final time, before the brunette finally put her knickers on. Turning around, Mia exclaimed, "Sorry Mum!", before accidentally flashing her breasts to Arjan.

Minutes later and Mia, barefoot, but wearing her knickers and white dress, strode back out onto the studio. Glancing down at her swaying chest, the teenager worried that her mother would disapprove of her extremely low-cut, sweetheart neckline. Her cleavage was clearly visible and she sensed that all the men were staring at her. Parvati ordered her to stand on a particular spot, off to the side and a distressed Sophie climbed up above the dunk tank. Glancing at the sisters, Mia noted that both were wearing bras, whereas her nipples were faintly visible, beneath the thin, white material.

Ava meanwhile, glanced down at the five brightly coloured buttons that shone upon the remote control handed to her by Bianca. Smirking, as she looked up at her sister, Ava pressed down on the red button, which immediately faded. In immense anticipation, Mia looked up at Sophie, but her seat didn't budge a centimetre. Instead, ten gallons of water splashed down on poor, unfortunate Mia. Catching the teenager by complete surprise, the incessant deluge drenched her to the skin, much to the enjoyment of the licentious crew who were watching. "Oh, I forgot to say", Parvati began, "if the button doesn't dunk the seat, it surprises somebody else instead, like you, Mia."

Glancing down at her dress, Mia was horrified that her nipples and dark blue knickers were now clearly visible. Her translucent dress, clung tightly to her shivering skin and offered her no protection or privacy whatsoever. Evidently, Ava, who was pursing her lips, had also noticed and was chortling cruelly in her direction. Nervously, Mia patted down her backside to force out a slither of water, which had collected inside her soiled knickers. Gingerly, she then strode forward and replaced Sophie up above the dunk tank. Stroking her chin, Ava selected the green button, which she pushed down with gleeful anticipation. Greedily, Ava couldn't decide who she wanted to see slimed more, her snivelling sister or the sopping Mia. This time, Sophie swayed nervously, as she glanced nervously upwards. Horrified, the blonde noted that Mia's seat likewise failed to move forwards. But Sophie's luck held however, as poor Mia was once again surprised by a deluge of freezing cold water. Cascading down upon the dunk tank, the deluge spattered down over her shivering, pale white skin, much to the two sister's enjoyment. Shrieking, Mia then almost slipped off the seat, before grumbling as she climbed down to relative safety.

Gulping, Sophie replaced Mia, but not before wiping down the wet seat with a towel. This time, Ava chose the blue button, which sent an avalanche of cold water pummelling down over Parvati. "You rotters!" The producer complained, as the water splattered down over her business suit, causing high fives and cheering to break out, throughout the entire ecstatic studio.

Gingerly, Mia climbed back up onto the seat. There were two buttons left, the pink and orange ones; she had a fifty, fifty chance of escaping the dunking. But then, before Ava could choose her next button, Mia's mother, Lynne, burst swiftly onto the stage. Barging past security, she was being followed by a clearly limping Arjan, who had evidently been struck in the groin again by the unhappy, incandescent parent. "Mia, where are you?" Lynne began. "I'm really not happy with you young lady."

Noticing her daughter sat above the dunk tank, Lynne surmised, "I can't say I'm surprised pumpkin. Sweetie, you're practically naked, why don't you ever listen? Darling, don't pull that face, I can see your knickers and your nipples are very clearly visible." Utterly mortified, Mia squealed, "Mum, stop it, there are guys here!" "Precisely, so stop flashing them and close your legs, my dear. Now, Mia, Arjan's just shown me that promo video that you recorded; it's absolutely filthy! I thought you knew better. Why on earth did you sign the release form? I saw your bare bum three times during the clip, do you no longer have any shame or is this normal behaviour for a teenager? Though, then again, you flashed your Dad twice last week, didn't you? So, what do I know?" Lynne muttered, almost rambling.

"Mum, shut up!" Mia wailed, as smirks spread around the room, as Lynne continued to inadvertently humiliate her teenage daughter. Continuing her rant, Lynne shouted, "You know, if this is what I get after buying those expensive pink tampons you wanted, maybe you should find your own way home, my dear." "Mum, stop embarrassing me!" Mia wailed.

Wanting to catch Mia out, Ava surreptitiously pressed down on the pink button. With all eyes turned towards the arguing mother and daughter, Ava planned on surprising the teenager by dunking her in the gunk tank. Instead, a vicious torrent of bubble gum pink gunge slapped down over the unlucky youngster. The slime spattered down over the shrieking Mia for almost fifteen seconds, completely engulfing her. But still, her seat didn't give way and she remained above the dunk tank. Smirking, Lynne jumped up in glee, laughing and pointing at her daughter. "Fully deserved my sweet", she gushed, as Mia continued to squeal.

But then, as slime slipped down inside her dress, over her bare breasts and inside her dark blue knickers, Mia realised that there was only one button left and it was Sophie's turn next to sit above the dunk tank. A similar thought soon made the athletic blonde turn deathly pale. She was about to lose the game and get utterly humiliated.

But, as she punched the air in glee, Mia slightly shuffled in her seat, flashing her knickers to the entire crew, as she kicked her right leg upwards. Enraged, Lynne marched over towards Ava, grabbed the remote control from her grasp and pushed down on the last remaining orange button. Seething, she snapped, "Mia, I hope this teaches you a lesson." To her daughter's immense horror, gallons of light green gunge then splashed down upon her. Blinded by the onslaught, the brunette failed to protect herself from two cannons, which, from either side, covered her head to toe in white foam, momentarily defending her modesty.

But, then, seconds later, her seat finally began to tip forwards. Watching safely from the side-lines, Ava cheered as she saw the brunette plummet down towards the thick, black gunge, screaming as she disappeared completely under. Spluttering, as she resurfaced, Mia was surprised by a deluge of purple gunge, which splattered down over her head and nimble shoulders. Shuddering, the teenager felt the gunk ooze down inside her knickers. Then, after wiping gunge from her eyes, the youngster crawled to the side of the dunk tank.

Lynne, meanwhile, turned to Parvati and remarked, "You're the women responsible for this, aren't you?" But, before Parvati could reply, Lynne splattered a light blue cream pie all over her forehead. "No one embarrasses my daughter, except for me", Lynne reminded the producer. Then, after picking up two more cream pies, Lynne jogged towards the dunk tank. Taking aim, she threw the first pie directly at her daughter's face, catching her right between her eyebrows. Then, as Mia spat out cream, she shuddered as Lynne splattered the second over the crown of her head, the crew cheering on her mother.

Climbing gingerly out of the tank, Mia, wiped slime from her dress and the top of her peeking cleavage. Chortling, Bianca announced, "I'm afraid the changing rooms have been closed for some essential plumbing." "No worries, we can just dunk Mia in the water tank", Ava helpfully suggested. Utterly defeated, Mia obediently climbed up above the water tank. Taking control, Lynen stepped forward and smacked her right palm against the plunger. Screaming, Mia slid down into the freezing, ice cold water. Inevitably, as she fell, her skirt rose up above her waist, clearly exposing her dark blue panties. Treading water in the tank, it took Mia almost five seconds to realise that she was flashing her underwear. "Mia, keep your clothes on!" Lynne scolded, as the brunette tried to climb over the side of the dunk tank. Struggling over the rim, the teenager wiggled her bum in the air, almost inviting her mother to slap her derriere. Eagerly accepting the opportunity, Lynne thwacked her daughter's rear twice, before making way for Ava.

Stepping forwards, the dark brunette bade Mia to climb back up above the dunk tank. Meekly doing as she was told, the teenager sat back down on the wobbly seat and waited for Ava to plunge her. This time, as she fell, Mia made sure to keep her hands down by her sides, to avoid flashing anyone. With her dress clinging tightly to her skin, Mia's every curve and imperfection was highly visible. After climbing up out of the tank, Mia opened up the front of her dress and noted that she was now almost spotless. But Sophie, impatiently cawed, "Go on, climb back up, it's my turn!" "There's no need", Mia began, hoping that her ordeal was over. "Yes, there is!" Ava cried, before running forwards and pushing the teenager back into the gunge filled dunk tank. Falling backwards, Mia disappeared under the black slime, much to the horror of her mother.

Enraged, Lynne picked up a custard pie and slapped it into Ava's face, before pushing her in alongside Mia. Disappearing under the black slime, the dark brunette cursed as she fell under. Enjoying herself, Lynne then wheeled over a trolley laden with pies and bade the other women in the room, "Ladies, let them have it!" Not needing a second invitation, Sophie, Bianca, Parvati, Bonnie and Penny strode forward and scooped up pie after pie, before firing them at Mia and Ava. Screaming, as she was struck by half a dozen flans, Ava gingerly crawled over to Mia. Squeezing herself up alongside her, Ava then wrapped her arm around the youngster's shoulders and apologised. "I'm so sorry for being mean to you earlier, please, can we start over?"

Mia didn't immediately reply, mainly because three consecutive pies slapped against her cheeks and her forehead. But, as soon as there was a lull in the barrage, the brunette replied, "Of course, I'd love to." Spluttering, as Lynne threw a pie at her chin, Ava cried, "Your mum is crazy." "I know", Mia muttered, before a pie slapped against her dress and disappeared under her neckline. Smiling, Ava admitted, "You know what, I'm really rather enjoying this." Then, a deluge of thick dark red gunge thundered down over the pair of them. Giggling, Ava turned towards Mia and kissed her on the cheek, right in front of the watching audience. Unimpressed, Lynne picked up a huge chocolate gateau and launched it at the dark brunette with hostility and venom. But, slipping slightly as she threw, Lynne instead splattered it against her unlucky daughter. Laughing, Ava licked a slab of chocolate sponge from Mia's cheeks, before gobbling up a piece stuck to her nose and kissing her.

Having wiped the cream from her eyes, Parvati handed Ava a bucket of thick chocolate sauce, which the dark brunette eagerly tipped up over Mia. Then, with Parvati's help, Ava enveloped Mia's pretty head in a humongous custard pie sandwich. Bianca and Sophie meanwhile, grabbed two foam guns and aimed it at the youngsters in the dunk tank. Her upper body disappearing beneath the foam, Mia smiled and kissed Ava on the cheek, before blowing a raspberry to her mother. Ava meanwhile, thrust her right arm under the surface of the gunge, lifted up Mia's dress and slide her hand inside the teenager's dark blue panties. Then, as light green gunge, raining down from above, engulfed the pair, Ava guessed that nobody would be able to see as she slid her fingers inside Mia's vulva. Utterly entranced, Mia allowed the older woman to lustfully caress her. Their gamble almost paid off, nobody noticed their illicit escapade, except for Mia's mother. Outraged, Lynne picked up a bucket of custard and emptied it all over her daughter. Breaking free, Ava accepted one final raspberry cheesecake, from Parvati, and splattered it against Mia's dainty face, before whispering, "Till next time, compadre."