Kiwimayotte:6/14/18
But Lauren, found herself unable to take up the kind offer. For a voice inside her head told her to say, No, I'm fine, really it was nothing. For Romina, having chased after her to retrieve the necklace, was controlling her mind again from the edge of the forest. Oh okay, if you insist. But you'd better get cleaned up first, and don't forget to put some clothes on! Ava joked, before slapping Lauren on the backside a second final time, as the brunette, coated in mud and chili, tried to piece together what had just happened.
Chuckling to herself as she watched the slimy brunette walk back to the showers, Romina retraced her steps before finally locating the red ruby necklace deep in the bushes. Returning to the clearing by the oak tree, Romina suddenly found her path blocked by the floating mustard. Oh, no, she gasped as Cosetta splattered the condiment all down upon her. Shrieking, as the mustard swarmed under her shirt and over her backside, Romina cleared her eyes, before running back hurriedly to the oak tree.
Hanging the necklace back up on the branch, Romina bristled as she saw her mother's disappointed face stare back at her. Mum, I panicked. Look, I got there in the end, I managed to control her. It's really difficult to control someone's mind, if you've never ever touched them. Before tonight, I've only ever controlled people, who I'd already stabbed my mark on. So, Mum, clearly I'm improving.
Great, well done Romina, replied Dorela, not really as impressed as she was pretending. Continuing, Dorela exclaimed, If the girl hadn't tried to steal my mother's necklace, I might have almost felt sorry for her. But as it is, the thief deserved everything that she had coming for her. But look, darling, it's over, your cover's broken. No, it isn't, she never saw me, I assure you. Yes, she knows there's magic at play, but she doesn't know it was by us three. Plus, her friend, doesn't believe a word of her story. The mission hasn't been compromised, I promise. Fine, I'll let you stay. But look, if you ever make a mistake like that again, or get distracted from your mission, I've instructed your sister to severely punish you. Suddenly, ten litres of mud hovered in the air, before splattering down mercilessly up her. Shrieking, the mud swarmed over her head, inside her shirt and over her bare backside, as she once again accidentally flashed her mother. Romina! Dorela cried. Have you no shame? Now go and get yourself cleaned up before the humans return, looking for you.
Her mother's face fading from the ruby, Romina picked it up and ran back towards the lakeside. Taking off Leo's muddy shirt, she dived deep into the water. Scrubbing herself clean, she dunked her head back under the surface. Treading water, as she paused to collect herself, she heard Leo shout, Romina, where are you?
Romina, we've bought you some shoes, a towel and a dress. You're going to love them. We're waiting for you by the big oak tree, the Spaniard continued. Cool, thanks guys, Romina shouted. I'm just washing off in the lake, I won't be a moment. Staring through the gap in the trees, Leo spotted Romina's lithe, nubile body, climb up out of the water. The fading sunlight shining in the lake, it illuminated her naked body perfectly. Her breasts, her lips, her thighs, they were heavenly. He'd never seen such a beautiful girl before, he was transfixed by her. Andre meanwhile, his heart set on Bess, chose not to stare at the naked teenager. Bashing Leo over the head with the plastic bag, he reminded him, Come on now, don't be a pervert.
Approaching the oak tree, Romina cried, Guys, turn around, I'll come and find you. Leaving the plastic bag hanging on the same branch that Romina had used for the necklace, Leo and Andre dutifully obeyed her. Bristling, Romina shivered as she walked nervously into the clearing. She was stark naked, behind two handsome guys, who were only ten feet away. She found the whole experience strangely exciting. Reaching into the plastic bag, she plucked out the towel. Wrapping it around her chest, she announced, Guys, you can turn around now.
As ever, poor Romina believed her modesty to be intact. But in truth, the towel was far shorter than she had realised. Her breasts, eighty percent of which were on display, were barely covered whatsoever. Hence, even loyal Andre joined Leo in staring at them. Guys, up here, Romina joked, annoyed with the greedy, lustful duo. Continuing, she explained. Thanks for the clothes, but I have another favour to ask you. I'm looking for someone, I was wondering whether you could help me to find them. Her name's Farrah. She's blonde, in her mid-twenties and I believe she posing as a psychic. Have you heard of her? No sorry, Leo replied, before staring sharply at Andre. Me neither, his mate admitted, shortly afterwards. Then, having a brainwave, Andre suggested, If she's posing as a psychic, perhaps she's working at the circus. In that case, Bess might just know her. Bess has been working down here all week, on the hot dog stall, as a favour to her uncle. If anybody knows her, it will be Bess, trust me. What? Are you finally going to pluck up the courage to talk to her?, Leo joked. You've been nervously dancing around her all week. Why don't you ask her out already, it's getting ridiculous? But hey, if you're still a coward, why don't you get Romina to ask her out for you? Blushing, Andre stared at his feet, before jabbing Leo in the ribcage, as he chortled.
Romina, meanwhile, peered inside the plastic bag, before taking out her blue TFNC Plunge Neck Skater Dress and royal blue, velvet, strappy, floral heels. Romina sighed, the stilettos wouldn't exactly be ideal in this terrain or weather. But she couldn't say anything, for the boys seemed extremely pleased with themselves for buying them for her. Misreading the situation, Leo boasted, We thought you'd like them, they have pretty flowers on their sides and they match your dress perfectly. Joining in, Andre exclaimed, The lady at the stall kept asking us loads of really confusing questions about your measurements. I don't know how girls enjoy shopping for clothes, it was incredibly stressful. We just guessed in the end, I hope it fits you. Oh, if anyone asks, you're my girlfriend okay. I didn't know how else to explain why we needed to buy a dress, Leo blurted.
Casting her eyes down the dress, Romina remarked that with its plunging neckline, it did look rather revealing. But miraculously, as a UK size eight, it was exactly her dress size. The hem did come extremely high up her legs though, but she could overlook that. Wow thanks guys, I really love the dress. But, erm, where's my underwear? Romina asked, fearing the worst, upon being unable to find it. Oh, Leo and Andre cried in unison. Damn, I knew we forgot something, Leo added. We could go ask Bess to buy you some, Andre remarked, trying to be helpful. Stammering he added, I mean, we could go back, but I've never bought a girl lingerie before, my sister always used to help me. Do they come in different sizes? Rolling her eyes, Romina answered, Perhaps its best if we do ask Bess after all then.
Guys, can you turn around again, Romina then requested. Nervously, she removed her towel, leaving her naked once more, with two gorgeous guys just metres from her. Their backs turned, she took the opportunity to glance at their toned backsides and felt her heartbeat quicken as she stared lustfully at them. They'd seen her, so why shouldn't she ogle them? Slipping on her dress, she asked, Leo, could you be so kind as to zip me up? Purring in anticipation, Romina desired the warm touch of his gentle hands upon her. Nervously, Leo turned around and clumsily touched the back of her neck. Lowering his hands down, he fastened the buckle, before inadvertently tickling her back as he slid his hands down to the zip. Giggling, Romina readjusted her straps to mostly cover her breasts, though it was a rather fruitless exercise. Bending down, she waved her backside in the air and purposefully backed into Leo's thighs, whilst pleading it was an accident. Slipping on her shoes, she remarked, I guess you haven't zipped up many women before? No, but he's unzipped thousands! Andre joked, caustically.
Finding it difficult to walk in her heels, Romina followed behind the guys as they left the forest. Reaching the edge of the circus, Andre cried, Oh look, there she is, I could see Bess from a mile away. Not because, she's fat though, please don't tell her I said that, he added. Following the line of Andre's pointing hand, Romina gauged that he was pointing towards the hoopla. Turning to Leo, the teenager asked, Which one is she? She's the one wearing red, the Spaniard swiftly answered. Wanting to reach Bess first, so that she could stab her with her mark, without the others realising, Romina quickened her pace and jogged towards the hoopla as fast as her stilettos would allow her.
Over by the hoopla, an attractive blonde, wearing a Mamacita, red, halter, skater dress, stood idly in line, impatiently waiting for the clowns manning the stall to notice her. Lauren, after having an extremely quick shower, had finally put on part of her clown costume. Wearing the 'Giggles the Clown' by Leg Avenue design, Lauren wore a strapless blue costume, with a red, blue and yellow tutu held in place by red suspenders, which she had real trouble fastening. Though her tutu was incredibly short and barely covered her backside, her legs were wrapped warmly inside blue and white stripped stockings. Upon, her feet she wore delightful, sparkly blue heels. But in her haste to get ready, she'd been unable to find her white gloves, bowtie or clown hat. Neither had she yet painted on her white makeup. The pale brunette wasn't wearing a bra either, but that was normal, she preferred to go without them. She was however, wearing a waist length, light blue wig, as she detested the itchy, multicoloured afros.
Kyle, aka Clumsy the clown, was wearing a large red jacket, a yellow bow tie, a blue shirt and top hat and yellow, blue and red polka dot trousers. Unlike Lauren, the six-foot, twenty-two-year-old was wearing an oversized, red plastic nose and his face was completely covered in white make up. Oh, there you are, I haven't seen you all evening! Kyle exclaimed warmly, upon greeting her. Putting down his flask, from which he was sipping tomato soup, he added, Hang on, I hope that isn't for me, is it? Glancing down upon the giant, foot tall, shaving cream pie, he bristled with anticipation. Then, sniffing his girlfriend's hair, he inquired, Honey, why do you smell of chili? Oh no, don't worry. This is for Ava. We had a little incident with some chili earlier, which we don't really need to go into, Lauren exclaimed, now fully recovered from her adventure in the forest. Though it had scared her at the time, ever since, a calm, soothing voice inside her head, had been telling her not to worry. Fully relaxed and finally dry, she was primed, ready for revenge, against the pesky ringmaster.
Great, I was worried for a moment. Oh, good news, I've left that little present for Farrah that you suggested, Kyle remarked before kissing his girlfriend. Pulling her suspenders down her shoulders, Kyle marvelled as her curvaceous breasts, suddenly quivered forwards. Oh, stop it, Lauren gushed, before brushing her breasts up against his chest, which only served to further encourage him. Putting her pie down on the counter, Lauren kissed Kyle again, before adding, I can't wait to see Farrah's face when she realises. Me too gorgeous, me too, Kyle replied, before squeezing her cute little bottom.
The impatient blonde meanwhile badgered, Hey, excuse me, excuse me, as she grew increasingly frustrated. But still, the two lovers ignored her. I would like to, oh never mind, the blonde rasped, before picking up the shaving cream pie. Oi Cutesy! the blonde shouted, prompting, Lauren to turn around, only for the blonde to smash the cream pie into her face, with savage, rapacious cruelty. Wiping the pie tin around Lauren's nose, cheeks and forehead, the blonde cawed, Its rude to ignore people. Wanting to retaliate, Lauren reached down towards Kyle's flask, but the blonde unfortunately beat her to it. Throwing the tomato soup directly over Lauren's face, the blonde smirked as she poured the remainder down over her heaving cleavage. Jesting, she joked, Wow, this is so much more fun than playing hoopla.
Turning to face Kyle, who took out a hankie and began to wipe her forehead, Lauren cried, Why is it always me who keeps getting messy? I'm jinxed, aren't I? Honey, you're a clown, its your job, Kyle blithely reminded her. I guess, but I really hate losing to Farrah, its humiliating, she added. Its your turn again tonight isn't it? Kyle then rather unhelpfully reminded her. Spotting Ava walking towards them, Lauren rasped, Not if she can't find me, before scarpering off to finish getting ready.
Having witnessed Lauren's latest humiliation, as she approached the hoopla, Romina quickly grabbed hold of the blonde by the arm, before digging her fingers into her wrist and quickly muttering her incantation. Turning around, the blonde began, Excuse, do I know you? Hey, what are you doing? Feeling threatened, Romina hesitated for a moment, unable to explain why she was pricking her. Suddenly, the blonde's friend cried, Come on Skylar, lets go find where the boys have got to. Embarrassed, Romina swiftly let go of the blonde, who clearly wasn't Bess whatsoever. She had tagged the wrong girl, a complete and utter stranger. Recognising that Romina had somehow managed to wind up the wrong girl, Leo laughed, before pointing to a tall, slim girl, four feet behind her. No, that's Bess, silly! he chortled.
Glancing at Bess, Romina was immediately struck by her dyed, light blue hair, rather than the red top she was wearing. Why didn't you say she had blue hair? Romina remarked, incredulously. Because, so did the clown, I didn't want to confuse you, Leo replied, rather pathetically. Plus, Bess changes her hair colour on an almost daily basis, he concluded. Andre, meanwhile, headed straight for his crush, gabbling, Bess, hi, full of embarrassment. Smiling, the five-foot-seven, twenty-two-year-old, turned around and immediately embraced him. Andre, she cried, her voice rising as she hugged him. As Bess' cheeks blushed bright red, Andre's hands reached under her shoulders. Watching intently, Romina recognised that the two youngsters fancied each other like crazy, but were both too shy and bashful to tell one another their true feelings.
Unwillingly pulling away from his embrace of Bess, Andre inquired, Bess, I don't suppose you could do us a massive favour? Pointing to the sorceress, he added, This is our friend Romina. To cut a long story short, could you possibly go help buy her some underwear? Blushing, Andre stared at his feet, whilst Romina felt Bess' distrustful stare scrutinize her. Whether Bess could intuit that there was something suspicious about her mien or manner, or whether she mistakenly thought that she was a rival for Andre, Romina could tell that Bess didn't trust her. Catching Bess stare at her breasts, which were partially visible beneath her dress' low neckline, Romina added, Not a bra, it won't go with my dress, but I desperately need some knickers pronto!
Realising that Romina had never actually told him why she was naked, Leo lied, Romina went skinny dipping with someone she thought was her friend. But instead, they stole her clothes, purse and handbag. Seeing through the lie immediately, Bess chose to ignore Leo and exclaimed, Hi, Romina, nice to meet you. A friend of Andre's is a friend of mine, so of course, I'd love to help you. Holding out her hand, Bess was surprised by Romina's firm grip, as the teenager dug her finger nails into her. Whispering a short incantation, Romina avoided eye contact with Bess, after fearing that she heard her. Their greeting strained, Bess shot Romina a look of disgust, when the two boys were not paying attention. Then, catching Leo and Andre's eyeline, Bess added, Wow, Romina, I love your dress, as she peeled the thin material away from her bosom. Stealing a glimpse of the teenager's youthful breasts, Bess smiled, upon realising that hers were bigger than Romina's.
Keeping up appearances for the boys, Romina replied, I love what you've done with your hair, before accidentally flashing her left breast to the older woman. Trying to pull her dress from Bess' grasp, she only succeeded in showing her more of her cleavage. Realising that she held the upper hand, Bess falsely smiled, before adding, Why thanks. I've had hundreds of funny looks already, I'm so glad someone else appreciates it. I can tell already we're going to be the best of friends, aren't we, Romina?
Braving the cold weather, Bess was wearing a red tank top and skinny, high-waisted jeans, intended to show off her impressive hour glass figure to Andre. Her chest length, sandy blonde hair was dyed light blue, with her choppy fringe sporting pink and purple highlights. Her radiant hair contrasted nicely with her pale white skin, which was further offset by her light red lipstick and striking blue eyeliner. Shivering, she looked down at her arm as she drew it away from Romina. Feeling a stinging sensation in her wrist, she shot Romina another dirty look, before rasping, Andre, would you be so kind as to win me something on the hoopla? I'd love that blue opal necklace. Andre gulped, the pressure to win was suddenly overwhelming. But he was prepared to spend his every last penny to try to win the necklace for her. Mockingly, Leo slapped him on the arm, sensing his inner turmoil. But the Spaniard's smirk quickly faded, as Romina asked, Leo, I'd love it if you could win me something also!
Pretending to be the best of friends, Bess and Romina left the guys to go buy Romina her underwear.
Together, Leo and Andre surveyed the stall: 'Cutesy and Clumsy's Hazardous Hoopla.' What's so hazardous about Hoopla? Leo asked, whilst staring blankly at Kyle, aka Clumsy the clown, who rather unhelpfully seemed disinterested in serving them. Where's Cutesy? Andre replied, rather disappointed, what with having a secret fetish for female jesters. Sighing, for he would much rather be onstage performing, Kyle recited perfunctory, Hello, I'm Clumsy the clown, are you brave enough to play Hoopla? Nonplussed at the clown's dreary introduction, Leo was about to suggest they go to the dodgems, when the ringmaster Ava suddenly snuck up upon them.
Sensing their indecision, and recognising them from earlier, the ringmaster cawed, Go on guys, you know you want to. I bet you both have pretty ladies, for whom you want to win some amazing prizes, don't you? Flirting, Ava stuck out her chest and smiled, before removing her velvet top hat and giggling. This is more like it, Andre thought to himself, as Ava wiggled her hips seductively. Shooing Kyle to the side, Ava rasped, Come on Clumsy, watch how its done. I bet I can get triple your whole night's business in just ten minutes.
Digging out his wallet, Andre listened intently as Ava explained, I'll give you three throws for a pound. Every hoop which lands over a target will win your lady an amazing prize. Already this evening, we've given away jewellery, goldfish, teddy bears and gift vouchers for the local spa. How great is that! Now, the prizes are drawn out by random from my hat, Ava explained, whilst pouring the prize slips from the previously unappealing sack into her top hat. Pausing, Ava added, We can wait until your girls return, before picking their prizes out for them.
More eager than Leo, Andre insisted on going first. But overcome by nerves, at the thought of failing to win Bess her opal necklace, his aim deserted him and he was successful only on the second occasion. Unlucky Andre, Ava consoled, before adding, Still, you never know. One hoop is all you need to win tonight's mystery star prize! How's your luck holding?
Whilst Leo clumsily dropped the contents of his wallet on the counter, Ava turned to Kyle and asked, Have you seen Lauren lately? She didn't seem herself earlier and I'm worried she might be about to resign from the circus. Lauren? No, she would never do that. Look, she's never liked getting messy, she prefers performing to getting pied, like we all do. She seemed fine to me a few minutes ago, when I saw her. Though I felt she was being vague about something that happened between you. Do you have any idea what she might have been referring to? Kyle asked her. No, sorry, Ava lied. Continuing, the dark brunette repeated, Look, if she doesn't turn up on stage in twenty minutes, then you're playing Farrah again and we all know what happened last time. So, if you want to avoid getting humiliated, I suggest you find your girlfriend quickly!
Leo meanwhile, was far less nervous than Andre. Though he found Romina incredibly attractive, he couldn't tell whether she liked him back. Hence, he had less to lose than his mate, who was ever so close to asking Bess out and didn't want to look foolish before her. Thus, Leo was successful with two of his three throws, much to his gloating delight. Seemingly, his infamous luck had returned to him. Moments later, Bess and Romina returned, ready to collect their prizes. Glancing slyly at Romina, Leo carefully checked to confirm whether she was still not wearing a bra. Catching sight of the edge of her bosom, the Spaniard was delighted to confirm that her breasts were still visible.
Aha, ladies, you're just in time, began Ava, before glancing twice at Bess, and her bizarre, unruly, blue hairstyle. Slyly giving Bess a dirty look, Ava implied that she wasn't a fan whatsoever. Ascertaining that Bess and Andre were probably a couple, the ringmaster, boomed, Good news ladies, both your gentlemen have won you a prize. In fact, Leo won two of them! Punching Andre lightly in the arm, Bess teasingly mocked him, whilst hiding her disappointment that he'd lost to his mate as eh always did. Insisting that Andre go first, Bess motioned to him to pull a prize out of the top hat, desperate to win the blue oval.
Obeying her command, Andre rolled up his sleeve and theatrically twirled his wrist around inside Ava's top hat. Pulling out a slip of paper, Andre was caught by surprise, as Ava snatched it out of his grasp. Opening up the slip, Ava cooed, Aw, how sweet, Andre has won you a teddy bear, you can choose any that you like sweetie! Disappointed at not winning any jewellery, Bess' mood soon lifted as Kyle allowed her to survey the range of teddies on offer. Fussily taking her time, Bess eventually settled on a small brown bear, wearing a red bow tie and holding a giant love heart. Hugging the bear close to her chest, Bess blushed before kissing Andre cutely on the cheek to say thank you.
Turning to the Spaniard, Ava remarked, So Leo, who's the lucky girl in your life? Erm, well, we aren't a, erm, this is Romina, Leo gabbled, as Andre elbowed him in the ribs at exactly the most inconvenient moment. Stepping forwards, Leo dug his hand into the top hat and withdrew a slip, which, just like before, was immediately snatched from his grasp by Ava. Reading the slip, Ava surmised, Romina, you lucky girl, before disappearing below the counter. Jumping back up again, Ava smashed a gigantic cherry cheesecake between Romina's eyes. Heartily rubbing the cream cheese over the teenager's cheeks, Ava cackled as cherries splatted down onto her quivering chest as she spluttered forlornly in surprise. Grinning, Ava then dragged the pie crust down over her neck and collarbone, before opening up her dress and grinding the cheesecake against her chest, thus briefly exposing her breasts to a gathering crowd.
Horrified, Leo tried to leap to Romina's defence, before an indignant Kyle wearily held the Spaniard back from her. Unable to help, Leo instead picked up the slip of paper, which indeed read, 'A pie in the face', as had just happened. From the relative safety of behind the counter, Ava chittered, Oh Romina, I hope you have better luck with your second prize! As the disgruntled teenager rubbed cream cheese from her eyes, Leo dug his wrist into the top hat for a second time. Fearful of winning Romina a second messy booby prize, he accidentally dropped the slip on the counter, which Ava scooped up, before Leo could stop her. Reading the slip to herself, Ava ducked once more under the counter, before swiftly returning and pouring a bucket of milk down over Romina's fringe and bosom, causing the pretty teenager to shriek and tingle in fright and embarrassment.
Handing her teddy to Andre, Bess barged forwards and crowed, Hey, you cheated! I saw you switch the prize slips, don't you deny it. Scornfully, Ava snarled, No chance. Kyle, you saw me, right? Hesitating, Kyle thought it best to side with his superior, despite not having a clue about what had actually happened. Appalled, Bess demanded, Fine, you two can lie if you like. But hey, how about we have a little wager, to settle our explosive argument? Intrigued, Ava pulled out a bucket of custard from below the counter. How about, if you can successfully land your hoop over a target, you can pour this over my head? However, you have to stand twenty feet back, to make it more difficult. Fail, and I'll pour it over you instead. So, punk, do you accept my challenge?
Failing to grasp how feet converted in metres, Bess immediately accepted the challenge before groaning as Kyle measured out the enormous distance. How on earth was she supposed to throw a hoop from that far back? Nevertheless, Bess had gone too far to cowardly back down now. As Andre watched on petrified, Bess sighed, before throwing her hoop at the middle peg and watching on in horror as it bounced off the side. But, to everyone's great amazement, her hoop simply deflected onto the peg next to it. Screaming in triumph, Bess picked up the bucket and dumped it over Ava's head, before the dark brunette could even brace herself for impact. Holding the bucket down over the ringmaster's head, Bess began to dance playfully by her side, chanting Victory!
Gruffly, Ava groaned as custard dribbled down over her blouse. Thrusting the bucket off her forehead, she dipped down below the counter and retrieved two orange coloured whipped cream pies. Taking aim, she threw one at Bess, who simply dived to her right. Standing behind her, Romina was thus the unlucky victim, as it splattered against her cheeks and slid down inside her dress as she stumbled backwards. Chortling, Bess stole the second pie from Ava and smashed it against the brunette's cheeks before she could stop her. Picking up the real prize slip, Bess quickly scanned it before tossing it carelessly aside. Kyle meanwhile, aghast at the mess that had erupted all over his stall, slammed Ava's top hat over her head and grinned as three litres of single cream came dribbling down over her. Cascading down over Ava's cheeks, the cream ruined her previously pristine red tuxedo.
Turning to Bess, as they walked in haste from the hoopla, Andre asked, Just out of curiosity, what was Romina's real prize? Oh, it was an absolute joke, just a free ticket to have her palm read by the psychic. Lame, right? I mean, the psychic is the biggest fraud at the entire circus. Her premonitions are always so gloomy and trite, they're appalling. Hang on, Romina replied. The psychic isn't called Farrah, by any chance? Yes, why do you ask? She read my future yesterday and predicted that I would grow old and fat. What sort of psychic is rude like that to a paying customer? Romina nodded in agreement, before asking Leo sweetly to retrieve the free gift voucher from the Hoopla. Then, she asked, Bess, could you show me the way to the psychic? She's an old friend of mine and I'd love to catch up with her.
Reaching the psychic's tent, Romina asked, Leo, could you go in first and check to see whether Farrah is inside for me? Whispering to Andre, an unimpressed Bess asked, Why can't she do that herself? Is she trying to surprise her? There's something about Romina that I just don't trust or like. I just can't put my finger on it. Shaking his head, Andre replied, Beats me, all I know is that Romina has been looking for Farrah all evening. But, why don't you trust her, she seems really lovely?
Moments later, Leo returned and declared, Sorry Romina. It doesn't look like anyone's there, every where's pitch black, I couldn't see anything. Scowling, Romina began to ponder whether Farrah had seen her coming after all. Had the entire evening been a complete waste of her time? But perhaps, she'd just popped out for a bite to eat, and maybe, just maybe, she'd left the crystal ball behind in the tent, carelessly. Flirting with Leo, Romina replied, No worries. Guys, could you all just stand guard for a minute, whilst I quickly step inside? Then, not waiting for a reply, she adroitly darted into the tent. Scanning the near pitch-black darkness with her night vision, Romina instantly saw that the entire tent was booby trapped. Carefully stepping over a tripwire, she continued her search for the crystal ball, hoping that Farrah wouldn't chose this exact moment to return and surprise her.
Outside the tent, Bess continued, Just who is Romina exactly? I've never seen or heard of her before, she's isn't local right? No, I don't think so, I'd never met her before tonight either, Andre admitted. Really, that's interesting, Bess mused, before announcing, Something just doesn't feel right. Wait here a minute, I'm just going to follow her.
Unable to see where she was going, Bess immediately walked straight into the very first tripwire. Triggered, the wire caused a bucket of custard to slap down all over her, causing her to curse wildly. Losing her balance, Bess then stepped onto a banana skin and fell over sideways. Tumbling down, her left leg brushed against a cupboard, thus knocking a bucket of tomato soup over her chest as she collapsed to the ground disgruntled.
Disturbed by the mayhem happening behind her, Romina inquisitively turned around. Shaking her head, she realised that Bess had been trying to spy on her. But ultimately, her perfidious, deceitful nature had landed her a messy and well-deserved surprise. Fully able to see where she was going, unlike Bess, Romina stepped over another tripwire and helped an ungrateful Bess back to her feet. Grumbling, Bess blurted, Romina, you set me up! Shaking her head, Romina insisted, No, you've got me all wrong. It was Farrah who laid this trap, for us! Snarling, Bess demanded, Just who are you Romina? What is going on between you and that psychic anyhow? Bess, you wouldn't understand, Romine insisted, determined to keep her in the dark about her mission.
Try me, an incredulous Bess replied, before bumping her chest against Romina's breasts, causing the younger girl to take a few steps backwards. But, in doing so, Romina set off another tripwire, causing a bucket of blended fish guts to splatter down over her head remorselessly. Piqued, Bess shook her fist in triumph. Shrieking, Romina shivered, as the liquified fish splattered down over her breasts and coated her thighs unforgivingly. Finally blinded, Romina stumbled to her right. Losing her footing, she fell headfirst into a wheelbarrow, filled to the brim with cold slimy baked beans, which seeped inside her knickers as she slid under the surface of the oily tomato sauce. Squirming, as she poked her head back up out of the baked beans, Romina shuddered as she felt the beans slide over her private, womanly parts. Grinning, Bess then pushed the wheelbarrow forwards, into a table, on which stood another messy bucket.
Bashing against the table, the wheelbarrow sent the bucket of prawn cocktail sauce to splatter all over the back of Romina's previously pristine hairstyle. Triumphant, Bess ran over and began to tip a bucket of golden syrup over Romina's forehead. The sticky molasses however, took a while to tip out. So, taking her opportunity, Romina grabbed Bess by the waist and pulled her into the wheelbarrow. Landing on top of Romina, Bess fortunately avoided getting very messy and instead pushed the teenager back under the surface of the gunk, trapping her. Reaching over for the chocolate gateaux resting on the table, Bess pinned Romina down and slammed the cake against her cheeks with great force, before smothering the chocolate all over her.
Her flimsy dress not offering her any protection, Romina's entire body was coated in tomato sauce and chocolate. Wriggling free, as Bess rubbed the remains of the gateaux over her chest, Romina reached over and picked up a red velvet, blueberry ice cream pie and shaped to throw it at her tormentor. But, at that very second, the wheelbarrow tipped over, causing the duo to fall out sideways. But, whilst Bess landed on her backside, poor Romina landed face first into the very centre of the ice cream pie, which exploded into her pretty, rosy cheeks, as she plunged forebodingly downwards. Gingerly raising her head up out of the cake, Romina was defenceless as Bess cruelly pushed her face back into it. Then, scooping up baked beans in an empty bucket, Bess poured the messy detritus over the defeated teenager's fringe and forehead.
Pleased with herself, Bess demanded, Romina, tell me the truth, what's really going on here? Realising that Bess would be a pretty ferocious ally, Romina decided to tell her a few half truths to placate her. Farrah used to babysit for me, when I was younger. Back then, we were always playing practical jokes on one another, we got on gloriously. But, a few months ago, she stole a valuable crystal ball from my mother, which had been in my family's possession for generations. It must be worth thousands if sold in auction today, but its personal worth is far, far greater. This evening, I came to reclaim it. Ideally, if I could help it, I wanted to steal it back off her, without her even realising. Hence all this sneaking about and secrecy. Bess, I'm sorry for lying to you, I really am, but I'm the good guy here.
Considering Romina's sob story for a moment, Bess relented and agreed, Okay, if Andre and Leo believe you, then so will I. I'll help you get your family heirloom back off her, it will serve the wench right. Nobody ever calls me old and fat, believe me. Scanning the tepee, Romina concluded, Wherever she is, she's got the crystal ball on her. But Bess wasn't listening, for a note on the table had caught her attention. Squinting to read it, she instead passed it to Romina, who announced, Dear Farrah, consider this our revenge. Love Cutesy and Clumsy. My goodness, it was the clowns who had booby trapped her tent all along, Bess surmised, in astonishment. You know, that gives me an idea, Romina replied. Perhaps Clumsy might know where she's got to, we should go back and ask him. Smart, but I have a better idea, Bess declared, before pouring the last remaining bucket, of thick, lumpy banana smoothie, over the top of Romina's head, jokingly. Shuddering, as lumps of banana lodged in her bosom, Romina jested, I prefer my idea better.
Stepping out of the tent, her arm around Romina's waist, Bess turned to Andre and explained, Don't worry, we're friends now, as he stammered, What on earth happened to you two? Highlighting that Romina had come off worse, Bess slapped her on the bottom and cawed, We just settled our differences, she's now very sorry for lying. Romina's been trying to steal something from Farrah, all evening. But, it was hers in the first place, so we're going to help her, all four of us, no excuses. Okay, Andre replied, whilst Leo got lost in his lustful thoughts as she stared at Romina's baked beans stained backside.
Returning to the hoopla, they found Kyle washing his messy stall down with a garden hose. Looking up from his housecleaning, he immediately realised where the two sorry looking girls had just come from. Oh, I can explain he pitifully began. Don't worry, we're not after you, Bess soothed him. In fact, we're looking for Farrah. Do you know where we might find her? Smirking, Kyle replied, I do indeed, before firing the water hose at her. Chortling as she watched Kyle spray Bess in the face, Romina, turned and grinned at Leo, who was still staring intently at her behind, surreptitiously.
Then, suddenly, Bess stole the hose from Kyle's grasp. But, instead of turning the hose upon the clown, she swivelled and aimed it at Romina. Advancing on the pretty teen, Bess sprayed Romina in the face, before aiming it squarely over her forehead. Then, opening out the front of her dress, she splattered the freezing water over her breasts as the three disbelieving boys lustfully encouraged her. Guys, don't look, Bess implored, only for Kyle, Leo and Andre to blatantly ignore her. Teasing the young girl, Bess lifted up the back of her skirt and blasted the hose at her underwear. Continuing to lift up her dress and thus expose her sexy white lingerie, Bess spattered the water against Romina's legs, washing away the slimy baked beans sauce that had covered them. Then, catching Romina by surprise, Bess opened up the back of her knickers and began to spray the hose directly over her cute, dainty little bottom. Peering down at Romina's naked flesh, Bess held open the back of her knickers for ten seconds, before pinging the thin cotton back against her rear. Then, turning the hose back on Romina's face, Bess insisted to Kyle, Go on, weren't you telling us something?
Collecting his thoughts as she continued to stare at the pretty, soaking teenager, Kyle murmured, Oh yes, every evening, at eight o'clock, Farrah competes against either myself or Lauren in a messy game, over at the open-air stage behind the big top. Every single day so far, this tour, she's beaten us. I don't know how she does it! Thankfully, its Lauren's turn this evening. But you guys had better hurry, for its about to start in just five minutes.
Having bought the two girls both a towel, Andre generously handed them to Bess and Romina as they headed towards the stage, following Kyle's instructions. Shyly, Romina glanced over towards Leo. When Bess was spraying her, just how good a view did he catch of her bottom? Romina was pretty mad at Bess for pulling down her panties, but she'd already exposed herself to Leo earlier in the evening anyway, so it hardly mattered.
Drying themselves down, Bess and Romina, pushed through the crowd to reach he edge of the stage, as Ava walked on triumphantly. Wearing a new blouse, Ava had sponged down her red tuxedo. Only those in the front few rows could tell that it had been discoloured. Scanning the stage, Romina noted that on the left stood a pillory and on the right, stood a giant gunge tank. In the centre, behind Ava, stood a large table filled with dozens of cream pies. There were only two things missing though, both the contestants.
Catching sight of Bess' blue hair, Ava accidentally confused her with Lauren. Oh, there you are, why aren't you dressed in your clown costume? Wanting her own back for hosing her down earlier, Romina teasingly pushed Bess forwards. Then, before she even knew it, Bess found herself standing next to Ava, on stage, in front of the hundred-strong audience. Doing a double take, Ava gasped, Hey, you aren't Lauren. You're the girl who pied me earlier. But since you're here, you might as well entertain the crowd, whilst we wait for Farrah and Cutesy. Taking Bess by the arm, Ava pushed the stammering girl over towards the pillory. Cheered on by the crowd, Ava then locked Bess inside, before slapping a custard pie in her face, whilst gloating vociferously.
Moments later, the real Lauren ran onto the stage, wearing her light blue wig, making her and Bess look like non-identical twin sisters. Still wearing her Legs Avenue, Giggles the Clown costume, Lauren had finally applied her make-up. It was however, far paler than Kyle's and her red nose was painted on, rather than plastic. Sorry I'm late, I couldn't find my hat or bowtie anywhere. Farrah's probably stolen them, Lauren surmised as she made her lame excuses to Ava. Speaking of Farrah, where is she? I haven't seen her all evening? Lauren added. No idea. Look, whilst we wait for her, could you help me entertain the crowd by humiliating this irritating impostor? Ava wondered, whilst pointing to Bess, who snarled right back at her.
I'd love to, Lauren replied, thrilled at the opportunity to get somebody else messy for a change. Whipping the crowd up into a frenzy, Lauren began, Hi guys, I'm Cutesy the clown, who's up for a little fun with me this evening? Continuing with her suggestive innuendo, Lauren pulled her suspenders down onto her shoulders. Then, to the crowd's delight, her breasts almost fell out of her dress as she leaned forward. Ava, give me a pie, Lauren requested. No problem, Ava joked, before slapping a custard pie into the brunette's cheeks, much to the crowd's amusement. Unimpressed, Lauren cried, No, you're weren't supposed to pie me, she insisted. Who then? Ava replied, knowingly. Not knowing Bess' name, Lauren replied, The girl with the blue hair, and instantly regretted it. For Ava slammed a purple cream pie into her face, before opening up the front of her costume and rubbing a custard pie over her breasts, before she could stop her.
Chortling, Ava rasped, Oh, you mean the girl in the pillory? My mistake, let me help clean you up a bit. Ava then began spraying a bottle of seltzer water at Lauren's face, before aiming over her heaving chest as the brunette pathetically spluttered. Shaking her head, Lauren cried, Fine, I'll do it myself, and theatrically pushed Ava aside as she advanced upon the pie laden table. As water dribbled down over her chest, Lauren asked Bess, So who do we have here? Refusing to reply, Bess simply blew a raspberry in the clown's face, accidentally spraying her with spit as she did so. Wiping her face, a disgusted Lauren announced, Well that wasn't very nice now was it? Well guys, do you think we should punish her? Then, picking up two cream pies, Lauren enveloped Bess's face in a greasy pie sandwich.
Picking up a third pie, Lauren bent over in order to massage the lime green cream over Bess discoloured cheeks and forehead. But as she bent down, she gave the crowd a great view of her cute behind, which was soon enveloped in cream as Ava splattered a custard pie against her bottom. Chastened, Lauren picked up an orange cream pie and threw it back at the ringmaster in retaliation. But Ava simply dived out the way, so instead, the pie splattered into Romina's face, as she stood watching, in the front row of the audience. Shrugging her shoulders, Lauren curtsied to the crowd as Leo slapped the aghast Romina playfully on the shoulder.
Returning to Bess, Lauren then began to tip a bucket of porridge over her multicoloured hairdo. This circus isn't big enough for two of us to have blue hair, the clown joked, as the creamy breakfast slathered down over Bess' hair and forehead. Then, to finish her skit, Lauren sprayed five inches of whipped cream onto a blueberry pie, before rubbing it all over Bess's nose and cheekbones. Curtsying to the crowd, Lauren was caught off guard by Ava who pulled a lever, opening up a trapdoor beneath her. Screaming, as she fell through the hole in the stage, Lauren landed with an enormous splash into the five-foot-deep tank of egg yolk. An overhead camera, projecting its film onto a big screen, revealed to the crowd that her entire body was coated in the gooey, yellow liquid. Ranting, Lauren vowed, Ava I'm going to get you for this! So, the ringmaster simply shrugged her shoulders and assumed, Well then, I'm better off leaving you down there.
Turning to the crowd, Ava asked, Would any of you like to pie Bess before I release her? To Romina's great surprise, Andre was the most vociferous volunteer. Intrigued by his intentions, Ava beckoned Andre on stage, cawing, Well this is unexpected. Showing Andre to the table, Ava quickly ran off stage, in case the Ghanaian instead chose to pie her. Picking up a cherry pie with no crust topping, Andre shuffled over towards Bess. Winking, he shaped to throw the pie, before swiftly turning. Lauren, who was climbing up out of the trapdoor, poked her head up onto the stage, just in time to be splattered by the cherry pie as it was thrown at her. Losing her balance, the brunette fell back into the tank of egg yolk, screaming.
Wiping yolk from her eyes, Lauren began to climb back out again, when Andre simply emptied a bucket of porridge directly over her face, announcing, Nobody gets to treat Bess like that without regretting it. Running back on stage, Ava glanced down at Lauren and declared, Oh dear Cutesy. We need you nice and clean to play our game. Why don't I help you wash off a bit? To Bess' relief, Ava released her from the pillory. Then, with Andre's help, the ringmaster helped Lauren out of the tank and locked her in the pillory. Ava then pulled open a curtain at the back of the stage, revealing ten buckets of water behind it. Together, Andre, Ava and Bess then began to chuck the freezing liquid all over the trapped, pitiful Lauren. Whilst Andre and Bess aimed primarily at Lauren's head, Ava focused on her curvy bottom. But this proved to be a mistake, as it gave Bess an excuse to throw a bucket of water all over her.
Lauren, meanwhile, screamed and shivered as one by one, the other nine buckets were emptied over her scantily clad body. Bess then picked up two cream pies and gave Lauren an enormous pie sandwich. Spraying the clown with a bottle of seltzer, Ava announced to the crowd, I'm afraid guys that we have a problem. One of our contestants has failed to turn up, would anyone like to volunteer to take her place and play against Cutesy? Wanting to get her own back on Romina for pushing her onto the stage earlier, Bess shouted, Romina would love to! Leo thus pushed the shocked teenager up onto the stage, whilst an impressed Ava gave Bess the thumbs up, before unlocking Lauren.
Shaking the brunette's hand, as she introduced herself, Romina dug her nails into Lauren's wrist, before muttering her curse upon her. The poor girl had a lot of heart to keep going, after receiving humiliation after humiliation. Her never say die attitude might come in handy, if they ever needed an extra pair of hands against Farrah.
Turning to the crowd, Ava explained, Tonight guys, we are going to play a game of higher or lower. Farrah, the resident circus psychic is undefeated in ten games, playing against Cutesy and Clumsy. But, in her absence, perhaps Cutesy might finally beat our brave volunteer Romina. Now, the aim of the game is to stay out of the gunge tank. Whoever is inside after the fifth card is revealed, will be getting very, very slimy. Plus, for every card you get wrong, you will also receive a pie to the face, just to add to the sheer excitement. So, as tonight's challenger, Romina, you have the honour of going first, so please, step inside the gunge tank.
Ava turned over the first card, which was annoyingly, the seven of diamonds. Rolling her eyes at such a difficult first card, Romina guessed, Higher please Ava. To the teenager's dismay, Ava turned over the five of hearts and so she closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. Ecstatic, Lauren turned around and began to scan the table for her preferred choice of weapon. But, unable to choose between a cherry cheesecake and caramel cream pie, she hesitated, foolishly. Taking the opportunity, as Lauren bent down, Ava pushed her face straight into the cheesecake. Hurry up Lauren, the ringmaster joked as she pushed her friend's face back into the cheesecake as she struggled to get back up again. Shaking her head at her rapidly retreating friend, Lauren wiped her eyes, before picking up the caramel cream pie. Dusting herself down, the clown turned sideways and shaped to throw it. But, at the very last second, she noticed the red ruby necklace upon Romina's bosom. Petrified at the sight of the jewel, Lauren lost control of her aim and slapped the pie against the side of her own face by accident. Pointing at Romina's chest, the clown began stammering nonsensically.
Realising the object of Lauren's gaze, Romina decided to throw her off the scent a bit, in case she arose anybody else's suspicions. Taking control of the brunette's mind, she told her to take three steps to the right, which Lauren did dutifully. Unfortunately for the clown, this also meant standing directly over the trapdoor. Unable to resist the temptation, Ava pulled down the lever and sent Lauren flying into the tank of egg yolk. As Lauren disappeared completely under, Romina swiftly took off her necklace and hid it inside her right palm, without anybody noticing. Sighing, as Lauren gingerly climbed back out, Ava exclaimed, Come on Cutesy, watch, this is how you do it. Having seen Lauren stare at Romina's chest, she picked up a shaving cream pie and thrust it against Romina's tiny bosom. Smiling, Romina then rubbed the cream over every last inch of her breasts and cleavage and with everyone's eyes drawn to her creamy chest, nobody else even remembered the necklace.
Belatedly returning to the game, Romina cried, Higher please, and squealed with delight as Ava turned over the ten of clubs, allowing her to exit the gunge tank. Slapping Lauren on the bum, Ava then guided her friend towards the cold, hard seta beneath the nozzles. Sighing, Lauren surmised, Lower please, and watched on aghast as Ava turned over the Queen of diamonds. Instinctively, Lauren began to accuse the ringmaster of cheating. But her idle threats were soon short lived, as Romina interrupted her flow by smashing a blue cream pie against her forehead.
Romina then glance over at the board. There was only one card left, if Lauren got the next card right, Romina would end up in the gunge tank. But the preceding card was a Queen, so Lauren was sure to win, unless she got extremely unlucky. Nobody, not even Lauren, would be foolish to go higher, in this situation. Fortunately for Romina, Ava began chatting to the crowd, in a bid to hype up the tension. This gave the sorceress, just enough time to dream up a plan of action. Ordinarily, she would simply re-enter Lauren's mind and instruct her to call out 'Higher'. But the brunette had spotted the necklace in her palm and was thus transfixed by its presence. Unable to break through Lauren's obsession, Romina panicked and pumped for the only other option available to her. Hence, despite her mother's prior warnings, Romina attempted a complete mind exchange with Cutesy.
A far more powerful magic than simply mind control, Romina surprised even herself in completing the task successfully. Blinking, Romina glance down at her thighs and realised that she was inhabiting Lauren's body. Pinching her left breast, to test whether the illusion was real, Romina thought to herself, Boy, I hope mother's watching! Lauren meanwhile, looked a scene of utter panic and bewilderment. Pulling on Romina's jet-black hair, the clown stared aghast as she watched her real body squirm in the gunge tank.
Romina, as Lauren, began, Right, wisdom tells me that I should go lower. But I know you Ava, that's what you want me to do, isn't it? I bet you're trying to trick me. So, I'm going to go 'higher'! The crowd gasped in astonishment. Romina was taking a calculated risk. For if Ava really had fixed the deck, then her real body was in serious trouble. Astonished by her friend, Ava replied, Oh Cutesy, I wish you had more faith in me, and turned over the six of clubs, to Romina's great fortune. Preparing for the barrage, Romina tore off Lauren's blue wig, before throwing it into the crowd and letting her natural brown locks down so that they rested seductively on her shoulders. Then, she unbuttoned the clown's suspenders, allowing Lauren's costume to sag down, revealing half her breasts to the audience. Still not fully forgiving the girl for trying to steal her grandmother's necklace, Romina wanted Lauren to look her best when she received her gigantic, well-deserved gunging. Desiring to torment the pretty brunette, Romina declared, After this, I promise to stay in the gunge tank for the rest of the evening. Then, if anybody wants to pay five pounds, they can throw a bucket of whatever they want all over me!
All that was left to do now was to swap back into her own body. But then, the plucky teenager realised that she didn't know how to. Panicking, she tried to slap herself in the face, to help break the connection between them. But inevitably, that plan proved unsuccessful. Romina gasped, for she had just condemned herself to an evening of humiliation. Yes, it wasn't her body, but she would feel every last slimy, gunging. Her only way out now, was if her mother and sister rescued her. But if they did so, they would surely never trust her to go on another mission.
But then, when all hope seemed lost, Lauren, finally overcome by the stress of her body swap, fainted in exhaustion. Her swoon thus immediately broke the connection between them. Picking herself off the floor, Romina thanked her lucky stars before heading over towards the gunge tank. Reawakening in her own body, Lauren glanced nervously down at her chest, before realising what was about to happen to her.
Romina pulled down on the chain and cheered with the audience as soap buds began to rise from the floor of the gunge tank. To make matters worse, the crowd now included an excitable Kyle, wo had belatedly come to support his unlucky girlfriend. Making panicked eye contact with her partner, Lauren then made the mistake of glancing upwards, before screaming as dark green gunge began to pour down all over her. Swamping down over her cheeks, the slime covered every last inch of her pale skin, before splattering down over her shoulders. Her suspenders loosened, gunge quickly began to fill up the generous gap between her curvy, quivering chest and her skimpy clown costume. Glancing down at her thighs, Lauren shuddered as the soap buds seeped inside the bottom of her costume. Then, just as things couldn't get any worse, two streams of red and yellow gunge began pouring out of hidden nozzles. Striking from the sides, they pummelled her face and chest, utterly obliterating her. Finally, after two seconds, the slime began to dribble to a stop and the rise of the soap buds ended just below her bosom.
But watching on from afar, Cosetta wasn't yet finished either. Like her twin, she still hadn't forgiven Lauren for trying to steal their family heirloom. So, the teenager, teleported thirty gallons of mud into the empty compartment of the gunge tank. Chortling, as she witnessed her mate's humiliation, Ava couldn't remember adding mud to the gunge tank. But, she made a mental note to thank whoever had come up with the brilliant idea. The mud slapped down on the unlucky brunette coating her in three inches of the viscid, slimy slop, as Romina glanced knowingly at her necklace. Then, just as the mud was beginning to run out, Cosetta simply filled the tank back up again. Impressed, Ava didn't realise that such a small tank could hold such a large volume of muck. Certainly, she'd never seen anyone as destroyed by gunk as poor Lauren.
Made to stop tormenting the poor girl by her mother, Cosetta ceased teleporting any more mud and left it up to her sister to finish Lauren's punishment. Picking up a bucket of custard, she teasingly poured the slimy sauce over the brunette's head, before slapping one final shaving cream pie into her forehead.
Watching Ava begin to cruelly taunt the clown, Romina suddenly had another idea. Taking control of the ringmaster's mind, she made her announce, Not only can you gunge Cutesy, but if you pay five pounds you can also pie me in the pillory! Moments later, Ava came to, only to find that Romina had already locked her inside the medieval punishment. Picking up a custard pie, Romina then crouched down and whispered to the trapped brunette, I'll let you go if you can tell me where Farrah might have run off to. You see, you're not the only one who has been looking for her. Alright, but only if you promise to release me, Ava warned her. Deal, Romina cried, whilst secretly crossing her fingers. Good. If she's not in her tent, she'll be in the purple tent by the hot dog stand. That's normally where she hangs out, in her downtime. Its where she practises her so-called magic. Great, thanks, Romina began, before stepping backwards. Wait, aren't you going to unlock me? Ava cried scornfully. No, hard luck, Romina scoffed, before walking backwards over the open trapdoor.
Sure enough, the deceitful teenager fell swiftly into the tank of rancid egg yolk. Dropping the custard pie as she fell, she squealed as it slapped against her forehead. Teaching her twin, a lesson, Cosetta teleported five litres of mud above Romina's head, which promptly slapped down violently upon her. The audience, whose eyes had turned to the watch big screen, all miraculously failed to question where the mud had come from. They were just happy to watch the pretty, lying teen, receive her deserved comeuppance.
Kyle, meanwhile, ran on stage and emptied a bucket of ketchup all over Romina. Then, after throwing a bucket of baked beans over Lauren, he reminded the crowd to pay five pounds to throw more gunk over his girlfriend.
Romina put her necklace back around her neck and gladly accepted Leo's hand as she climbed back down from the stage, exhausted. Sodden and soaking, the teenager eagerly agreed with Bess' assertion that they ought both to have a well-deserved shower. Nodding her head, Romina decided that her mission to find Farrah could wait, she wanted to indulge herself in warm, soapy water. Bess, meanwhile, explained that was she due to start her shift at the hot dog stand in three quarters of an hour. As a casual, temporary employee of the circus, this entitled her to use the staff showers. Romina could join her too, for she'd taken part in the game, so surely no one would question her. Half listening in, Romina realised that Bess potentially worked right next to the tent where Farrah might be hiding. Surely, she must have seen her there before, why had she been lying? Nevertheless, her suspicions could wait, she wanted desperately to have a shower.
Explaining that she already had a change of clothes waiting inside, Bess asked Andre to stand guard, in case an angry Ava or Lauren came looking for them. Romina, meanwhile, asked Leo whether he could scout out the purple tent, to see whether Ava was telling the truth, before buying her a clean dress, as her current one was ruined.
Closing the door to the showers behind her, Bess noticed that Andre had exactly the same rash on his right arm as she had. The three small red dots were really starting to itch and were driving her absolutely crazy. Andre, scratching away, seemed similarly vexed and irritated. Stepping inside, Bess immediately began to feel dizzy. Sitting down swiftly on the bench, she narrowly avoided fainting. Turning to the teenager, Bess remarked, Romina, I don't feel too great. I think I've had an allergic reaction. Perhaps it was something in the gunge or pies. I bet it was the shaving cream, Romina suggested. Deceitfully lying, Romina instantly realised the tell-tale signs of her curse, overwhelming its victim. Romina would now be able to control Bess' mind from a great, great distance.
No, it can't be that, Andre is having similar issues and he hasn't got messy yet. Plus, he truly is allergic to everything! He's even allergic to horses! Anyway, you've been gunged more than I have and you don't seem ill whatsoever, Bess noted, having seen that Romina's arms were amazingly unblemished. Worried that Bess might be getting too close to comfort, Romina surmised, Perhaps, you've had a rush of blood to the head after being locked in the pillory?
As she spoke, the pretty teenager bristled. She felt a strange stinging sensation in her brain, she could sense the presence of another person's magical powers nearby, for the first time the entire evening. Farrah must be close, there was no other explanation. Stripping off her dress, Romina swiftly wrapped her towel around her chest. Then, slipping her knickers down her legs, she playfully threw them straight at Bess's face. Unimpressed, Bess sprang back up, opened the door and threw them over the back of Andre's head. Confused, Andre shuddered when he realised what was hanging from his left ear. Then, as the gentle breeze blew it into his face, he chucked the panties in the nearest trash can. Inside, he could hear the cacophonous chortling of Bess and Romina and blushed when he realised a group of women had seen absolutely everything.
Entering her shower cubicle, Romina tore off her towel and began to wash the mayonnaise, ketchup, baked beans and syrup from her hair and cheeks. Massaging shower gel into her breasts and thighs, the teenager began to relax for the first time the entire evening. Soon, she would find Farrah and prove herself to her ungrateful mother. Nothing she ever did seemed to ever pleased her, for whatever Romina achieved, Cosetta accomplished ten times better.
Standing under the warm shower, Romina felt the sudden urge to reconnect with her sister, who had been watching her every step, the entire evening. Thus far, Cosetta had only been able to see the mission from the point of view of the ruby necklace, so there might be things that she had missed, or simply wasn't aware of. Likewise, she might have spotted something Romina hadn't. Not wanting Bess to accidentally overhear her conversation, she briefly took control of the older woman's mind and instructed her not to listen into their conversation. Now Bess could still hear sounds, just not Romina or Cosetta, so everything would seemingly sound like perfectly normal.
Romina took her ruby necklace off from around her neck and hung it up on a towel rail opposite her shower head, to ensure that she could have a face to face conversation with her sister. Touching the ruby, Romina brought up the video link and continued to wash her legs clean, as her sister's face materialised on the jewellery. Hi sis, Cosetta began, before realising that her sister was completely naked. Oh Romina, you just can't keep your clothes on, can you, you little minx. You're such an exhibitionist! Playing along, Romina turned around and wiggled her bum, before complaining, Hey, I've been very well behaved all evening. I know, I've been watching. Though don't think I didn't spot that little kiss with Leo. He clearly has the hots for you and he seems so much nicer than Yuki. But don't get your hopes up Romy, he's a normal human. Mother would never allow you two to have a whirlwind romance, Cosetta warned her. Oh, screw Mum, she never has any faith in me. Besides, I think I've found Farrah, I just sent Leo on a simple spying mission to confirm it. Good, as long as he's not been put into any danger. He doesn't have a clue what he's got himself into, does he? Cosetta asked, anxiously. No, I haven't told him anything. Him and Andre have done everything I've asked and more, without me even having to control them. It's the benefit of having boobs I guess, I have them wrapped around my little finger. Bess has proved more difficult and knows about the crystal ball, but she thinks it's simply a family heirloom. She's in the shower opposite, but I've controlled her mind so that she can't hear anything, Romina insisted.
Staring at her naked sister, Cosetta writhed with jealousy. I must say you're looking even prettier than normal this evening. You look simply divine, hey give us another twirl, would you? Playing along, as the warm water continued to cascade down over her naked body, Romina picked up her necklace and swung it close to her chest, bush and backside, giving her sister a close up of her every private area. Cosetta laughed as a giant close up of her sister's rear was projected onto the big screen in front of her. But then, her mother walked in, took one glance at her daughter's backside and screamed, Romina! You're impossible! before storming out again.
As her chastised sister hung the necklace back onto the shower rail, Cosetta asked, Hey, what happened in the tent? I thought you had full control of your night vision? I do, I could see very clearly. Bess just surprised me, I didn't expect her to be so aggressive. Good, I'm glad, but remember, Farrah will be far more dangerous. She actually has magical powers, so do not underestimate her. Oh, by the way, just so that I can keep track, how many people do you think you hav