Captured in your lens, you watch. I squirm. The raw first impact shot my synapses. My eyes blanked. I hate how disgusting I am, how I lose control. There's nothing pretty about sticky, smelly natto. Humiliated, the shutter clicks. Already, my pussy...

Emily laid on the ground covered in mess, humiliated. The middle aged curvy Italian woman in the turquoise dress laughed while cream covered her chest, having just forced Emily to motorboat her against her will. The woman in turquoise had fair ski...

"I just didn't think the bathtub would be big enough for this." Adelaide said, proudly. The girls were in the garden behind the row house, stood in front of an inflatable pool filled with three layers of lovely mess, whipped cream on top, custard in...

This is Part 3 of the series. If you have not read parts 1 and 2, I suggest you do so now. The girls walked around it, staring in wonder. "Adelaide, what is that???" Someone finally asked. "Butter" was her simple answer. Indeed it was. The girls...

*Please forgive any grammar or spelling errors* Lois pouted as William closed the stocks that now held her arms and head in place. The stocks were about waist height to Lois which meant that her bottom was on display and the small mini skirt did li...

This is the second installment of a series. If you haven't read Part 1, I recommend you do so now to get familiar with the characters and the rules of the game. A full week went by, and again our ladies descended on the row house in west London. Th...

Shawn never knew how to explain it. He always had such strange urges when it comes to formal footwear. He would often just wear them for fun, getting aroused as he wore them. He did not know how to describe why, which is why he kept it to himself rat...

On a fine summer day, ten young women gathered in a well-tended garden behind a luxurious row house in west London. All were in their twenties or early thirties, all were beautiful and well-dressed; and all were feeling quite cheeky about the subject...

Arabella sighed and looked again at the weather app on her phone. The forecast hadn't changed. Sydney and much of coastal New South Wales were in for a good soaking over the next few hours. The weather had been so sunny and warm lately that, when she...

I wrote an interactive story where you play Daniel, a participant in a summer camp for young adults, where the various activities involve wet-and-messy. In Learning block: Cooking, you're tasked with cooking a meal for your friend, Helen, while she...

"I'm so sorry babe, it just slipped off the shelf." We stared at the wreckage of the record player. I didn't know much about those things, but even I could tell it was fucked. Things that were meant to be straight were bent and things that were meant...

"I'm so sorry babe, it just slipped off the shelf." We stared at the wreckage of the record player. I didn't know much about those things, but even I could tell it was fucked. Things that were meant to be straight were bent and things that were meant...

Collab with OldSchoolGunger Jacob Wilkinson is a member of Sweet Tweet's chess team. He is currently dressed in his uniform: a light blue dress shirt, covered in a black blazer, a blue and black tie, black trousers, gray dress socks, and black dress...

The rental box truck lumbered down the rainy interstate, streetlights reflecting as brightly off the roadway as above it, the windshield wipers the only competition to the growling diesel engine. Both took turns overpowering the feeble FM radio. Sure...

The jingle showing the "Don't Mess Around With Me" logo played one last time as Marcus ran back into the camera shot. "Welcome back to the final part of Don't Mess Around With Me". The audience whooped. "And both games we've seen have led up to this...

Emily walked into the restaurant, lovely red dress on exposing just the right amount of cleavage. She had received a surprising amount of attention since her humiliating television debut a few months ago. Most noticeably she had had numerous men (a...

"Earn a chance to win a tour of the famous Chocolate Factory, owned by Mr. Candyman himself!" Alvin, a handsome Caucasian teenage male with chestnut hair and brown eyes, was so excited when he found the ticket. Considering he loved to eat, it was no...

(Third and final story inspired by the videos and images of Yourpieboy, with some ideas from piesub) Since the last messy humiliation at the hands of his two girlfriends, things had been going pretty well for John. He frequently met up with one or b...

The Completely Unfair Game Show 2. The Masked Ball "Welcome to the Completely Unfair Game Show. The aim of the game is to survive to the end. Losers get sent to the lair of the Beasts: a messy, aphrodisiac fuelled fuck fest of fun. The winner might...

Happy Halloween! Dylan had just put the finishing touches on his costume. Needless to say, he thought he was stunning for the time being. He unfurled his cape before reciting, "I want to suck your blood," in his best Transylvanian accent. Dylan is...

This part of the story follows directly on from the previous chapter. --------------------------------- "Right, let's get on with the next game and give you chance to earn some points. And you'll be needing them, as we have a very fun forfeit plann...

Our four jocks continue getting messy to raise money for their next competition - don't forget to read the previous chapter to discover just why two of the wrestlers have their hands cuffed behind their back, why Marc's waving a cummy jockstrap in Al...

Lois and Craig finally got their long awaited holiday together, their work schedules finally aligned. They rented a small cottage with a garden that looked out onto a tidal river. It was quiet there, the only neighbour was next door - which appeared...

"Welcome to the Completely Unfair Game Show. The aim of the game is to survive to the end. Losers get sent to the lair of the Beast: a messy, aphrodisiac fuelled fuck fest of fun. The winner might not? All contestants know what they are letting thems...

Alexa Bliss's Slapstick Adventures Chapter 6: A Spoiled Celebration Charlotte Flair was walking around backstage with a giant grin on her face and the raw women's championship on her shoulder. Charlotte is wearing a pink, silk evening gown. http...