Sameena sighed as she closed the front door behind her. She flipped her shoes off, not bothering to put them on the rack, and sagged onto the settee. It had been another long, soul-destroying day at work. Christmas was just round the corner, and, whi...

Sameena picked up her phone and read the text message again: Summer party tonight. 7PM. North Arcade bar. One free drink + entertainment provided. She'd never actually met any of her co-workers. Being an agency, and given Sam's proclivities, she'd...

Noel is an AMAB Non-Binary character. Most of my stories will involve Noel in some way as they are the 'main character'. This story involves mess such as mud, and slime. This story is also much longer than the first chapter, as I want to build the c...

Noel is an AMAB Non-Binary character. Most of my stories will involve Noel in some way as they are the 'main character'. This is also my first story, so constructive criticism is welcome :3 This story contains fetish content such as mud and feet,...

Since her last messy escapade, Sam had been hoping for another similar opportunity. McNoodle King had been the perfect place for her to live out her newfound fetishes without too much risk. She'd even done an especially good job of cleaning up after...

Glenn was nervous as he waited for the arrival of Kiera. He'd seen her advert on a fetish website and had agonised for weeks about hiring her before finally succumbing. Despite having numerous girlfriends this would actually be the first time that Gl...

After Sameena's first messy outing she had been waiting eagerly for another opportunity. But with a couple of weeks of forced mess-celibacy behind her she had almost given up hope. Then, one cold November evening after her regular shift she received...

Sameena pulled up to the car park of the Sploshwood Studios and parked right in front of the building. It was just getting dark and the place seemed deserted. Filming was done for the day and Sam as she liked to be called was the solitary cleaner....

I manage to ask if things got any better in the following round with a straight face but Katya says not. She had become the pageant stooge! In the swimsuit round she was in one of her favourite swimsuits, a deep v halter style one and as usual some o...

I say that my final guest is of course a regular beauty pageant contestant who has been a finalist in Miss Russia and a winner of Miss Russian radio. And her name is Ekaterina G. I say we have some pictures of Katya competing, in Miss Russia, wining...

The show starts and I walk onto the stage wearing my simple black dress with the high gloss wide belt and some black knee-high stiletto heel boots and acknowledge the audiences' warm welcome. I tell the crowd that today's episode has a beauty pageant...

Despite it being summer, it was a grey day. Cloudy skies and occasional showers meant most people would be spending this day inside. Not George though. George, a young fellow in his twenties with a passion for nature, had woken up early that day to...

The show starts and I explain that is the keep fit special episode which is why I am wearing my favourite dance training outfit of lilac leotard, white leggings and ballet shoes. My hair is in a pony tail style to emphasis the exercise theme. I get a...

Another episode starts with me coming onto set in some black high heels, some tight black trousers and a blue and green stripy satin blouse. We start off with an interview with the latest cafowner in town who talks about how his cafis really differe...

First in a series of imaginary chat shows hosted by me with celebrity guests or my friends. The early interview is with a chef who has invented a more tasty custard and comes on to talk about it. I am in a high necked, mid-thigh length dark green...

Melanie was sitting in the apartment she shared with her best friend and lover, Susie, eating an afternoon snack of kettle chips when her phone rang. She had lived in LA for 10 months trying to get acting jobs. Her dream, of course, was to win an A...

"Mr. Phillips. We must stop meeting like this." Avery rolled his eyes with a sigh at the classic introduction his professor started. "In my defense, I was on time." The professor pinches the bridge of his nose. "It is still considered a tardy." "...

Back in the changing area, Jon cut a lone figure. Mark and Chris were bantering, an arm wrestle the only way to settle an argument over who was the crowds favourite, Jez and Kevin were sat on benches, towels loosely tied around waists. Kevin had foun...

It took my breath away, how good it looked. The music was deep, resonating. Spotlights ran in random patterns across the front of the screen. Footlights swivelled up, casting columns of light that danced and played across the screen. It slid apart an...

The screen flips, and the stage has been dressed for the next game. Four gunge tanks, in a line, a few feet between each, all currently unoccupied. Dave appears between the two middle tanks, centre stage alone. He smiles broadly at the camera and ex...

The camera on the drone is high above the mud flats. It swoops across the swamp of mud, the seashore just beyond, blue skies broken up with wispy white clouds. Seagulls swoop and dive, crying and calling. The drone's wide angle lens takes in the venu...

The music blared, a pumping high energy dance track. The camera started high above the audience, swooping down and across the crowd, clapping in time to the boisterous music. All men, a variety of ages, all there to witness the newest Messy Mayhem vi...

****Notes***** Thanks to a UMD member, who doesn't want to be named, who asked if I could write a story around his two favourite things, straight rugby players and gunge. Part one here, sets the scene of how a group of straight rugby players, end up...

Simon wanted to remember to this day forever. He was marrying the love of his life, so who wouldn't? He stood there at the altar waiting for the his significant other to strode down the white carpet. But he was a bit nervous, having think of possible...

Carrie had finally graduated from college with her Marketing degree and after a month of job searching, she had received an offer letter for a job she actually wanted. She could finally quit her job as a waitress/bartender at "Dave's House." It was...