Emails from Wamford Academy Licensed under the Creative Commons License CC-BY-SA 4.0. Sex content: exhibitionism, schoolgirl, pubic hair. WAM content: wetlook From: Principal Hutchins To: All Subject: Welcome Back! Hello, students and faculty....

Some two weeks later Mark was pleased to receive the brochure from S4U which included a number of photos taken from his recent interview. Ruefully, and not unsurprisingly Mark noted that in addition to the couple of pics of himself trapped in the pil...

*Author's note: As per my usual stories (with the possible exception of my last one), there is no explicit sexual content in this story. Its purpose is merely for displaying a messy sensation, a little titillation, and pure humiliation. This account...

Old school piece for you today. The original draft of this story is about 15 years old, so a little piece of Zxstories history! More like this on zxstories.art ** 'This, I'm afraid, is unacceptable.' A flash of panic hit Carrie. She felt mildly n...

What an extreme week! When applying to a forum post a few weeks ago, I would have never imagined a week like that. After many days of forfeits and messy games, today's exams were unbelievable. And, of course, Lady O'Neill final lesson had been amazi...

"So Emma, as you should expect, we are there to give you the punishment you deserved! We already had a good base with what we had to suffer but, hopefully, thanks to Lisa's help and some brainstorming sessions with Dinna, we managed to improve it." "...

Michelle and Dinna left the room. "We have to prepare, see you in a few minutes champion!" I was left alone with Lisa. "So, Emma. I will explain to you the real reason why I asked you to switch off your phone last week... As you know, we also are vi...

After an extremely long time under shower and the help of Michelle, Dinna and Lisa, I was finally clean after this morning's surprise. It had been so long that I hadn't been messed up so much and the fact the last part was also public was an absolut...

Steve was a young, attractive guy who just happened to enjoy going for long walks around his local woods without his shoes on. It's something he'd done for years and as time went on the more he began to enjoy it. There's something quite freeing and p...

Erika Brooke is a woman in her late thirties and working full time as a teacher for a college. She arrived at the address of the studio of SplatInTheVat Studios. She looked around before she pushed the button to the intercom. "Uh, Hello? My name is E...

Mud on the Water It was my first time in country. Though it was hotter than I like, the scenery was amazing. Everything was so green and the loud calls and songs of so many flamingos as they flittered and soared through the air was unforgettable....

Mud on the Water: Part 2 Oh wow. Fuck Me! That is so . . ." "Hmm Hmmm!" Oh wow. He tastes so good! I can't believe this is happening to me. As I looked up at this beautiful, mud-covered creature, who was giving my equally mud-soaked cock a blo...

Maggie had always considered herself a serious person so found herself somewhat in a quandary with her latest group assignment. She was studying theatre science and was halfway through her second year on the course, having recently got top marks for...

(this section is written by Carrie) "hey mom, we almost there"? I heard Josie yell out. "Almost just a few more feet" We were headed for a dock located on the other side of the lake. The whole walk was only about 1,000 or something feet I think,...

Author's note: This story is dedicated to clowns and the circus elements of messy slapstick. I firmly believe that clowning and mess are inseparable. This is the first part of a multi-part story about a young woman who finds herself training to be...

Vanessa had not been able to put up with sitting in the office in such a messy state as Maria had left her in that morning, so at lunchtime she went home showered, blow dried, made up and got changed into her dark green pleated skirt, black boots and...

Chapter 1 "What the fuck?" I muttered "What the fuck?" I repeated with a little more clarity "What the fuck?" I exclaimed, now awake enough to know my phone is ringing and it is not the alarm. "What?" I hurled the question down the phone. "Beth, its...

Chapter 2 - Chocolate Regina Rae bar Ever since Clare experienced what Madam WAM could do, she wondered about the others whom had not been so nice to her. Mackenzie was a full blown bully and after seeing her flail about in a vat of brown sauce had...

Tim had paused only for a moment just to take in what his girlfriend was asking for, before he had answered with a simple, 'cool sounds fun' Over the weeks tim had done his research to make this perfect. He had teased her by sending photos of the p...

I'm working on mixing up some Natrosol with drywall mud to pour into and smear my new uniform with. I figure mixing white tempera paint in Natrosol would be too transparent and not show up well when it oozes out of the holes in my mesh jersey and s...

Authors note: Hello it's been a nearly a year since my last upload and I apologize it is not the sequel to my Kate and Taylor story. A lot has happened in the past few months with depression and anxiety which gave me tremendous writers block. I will...

(Something different than my usual content) Caroline did her best not to gag in her mouth at the sight next to her: her crush making out with the head cheerleader. The sight alone was enough for Caroline to hurl as she opened her locker for next pe...

Alexa Bliss's Slapstick Adventures Chapter 10: The Dinner Meeting It was a hot Thursday night in August. The general manager of WWE's women's division, Sonya Deville, was driving in a car to meet up with two of her top superstars. Sonya Deville's...

A brand new video was being made at SplatInTheVat studios. Dominique Roux and Kira Li were awaiting in the reception area ready to take part in the action. "The set is all ready for the both of you ladies." said SplatInTheVat with a smile. "This is...

Daniel plugged in the newly assembled halogen lamp, flipped on the light switch, and paused to inspect his new dorm room. He would call this narrow but tidy shoebox on the sixth floor of Morrison Residence Hall home for the duration of sophomore ye...