"A pie in the face says I'll beat you", Andre boasted, as he pointed towards the Strongman game, flexing his biceps mockingly. A painter and decorator by trade, he wasn't averse to getting messy. Yet, he had never been pied in the face before and now rather regretted his swaggering overconfidence, for Leo was just simply always lucky.

It had been three days now, since the Great Piccinini's Travelling circus had suddenly arrived, unannounced out of absolutely nowhere. Intrigued, the six-foot-two, twenty-two-year-old wanted to put his mate Leo in his place, after unexpectedly beating him at arm wrestle the previous evening. Insisting that they go to the circus, Andre planned to beat him at every stall and had spent all morning practising. Furthermore, Andre, of Ghanaian descent, had another reason for going to the circus. For he had a girl he desperately wanted to impress, who was working as a temp on the hot dogs stand. But naturally, he thought it best to try out the Strongman game first with Leo, before dazzling his strength in front of Bess, later in the evening.

"Erm no thanks", the five-foot-ten, twenty-year-old Leo replied, rather sheepishly. The Spaniard, with a thick Andalusian accent, didn't appreciate the thought of getting messy, especially since the cream would destroy his expertly styled, lightly stubbled jawbone. Meanwhile, his short, curly brown hair contrasted with Andre's dark buzz cut, styled to hide his already thinning, receding hairline, much to his perturbation.

Glancing to his right, Leo noticed four large cream pies over on the counter of the adjacent stall. Styled as his and hers, two were blue and two were pink, much to Leo's mild amusement. "Come on, don't be a chicken. I'll show you how it's done", Andre boasted, before picking up the hammer and slamming it down on the lever. Then, to his acute embarrassment, the puck reached only as far as seventy, absolutely nowhere near the bell whatsoever. "On second thoughts, I might just take that bet", Leo joked, before wrestling the hammer off his mortified mate, who glanced over at the pink pies worryingly.

"Oh, there you are!" cried Ava, the twenty-year-old, five-foot-five circus ringmaster, who was dressed to the nines in a red tuxedo, white blouse and skin tight black shorts. Further attired in a matching black bow-tie and knee length, mid heel boots, Ava sported an overlarge top hat over her shoulder length, tousled, dark chocolate brown hairdo. After four months away, touring with the travelling circus, they had finally pitched up at her home town and she had numerous friends and family in attendance. Hence, she had grown rather fretful and restless when her most popular clown had failed to show up for work on time, on this of all evenings.

Beckoning Lauren towards her, the dark brunette continued, "My goodness, you look utterly gorgeous. Have you had your hair done? You're look so coy and delicious that I'd ravish you right now, if I didn't know that you were already taken!" "Why thank you. I decided to treat myself to a well deserved pampering session, after months of dressing up in silly costumes and itchy, pesky wigs", Lauren effused in return, rather boastfully. Pausing for a moment, Lauren realised that Ava, a lesbian, had propositioned her for what must have been the two hundredth time that season. For Ava, even though she was her superior, was clearly infatuated with her. Though obviously, her school girl crush, turned obsession, had remained stubbornly unrequited.

"But, hang on, why aren't you in costume? You're needed on stage in a minute! I hope you're not going to flake out on my again, like last Saturday. The show can't go on without you and I'm not dressing up as a clown again, believe me", Ava panicked. So far, this evening, everything had been a complete and utter disaster. The cook in charge of the chili stand had gone down with food poisoning and now all his pre-prepared chilli had to be chucked away, but she couldn't find any bins large enough. Half the tents were leaking and after a heavy downpour earlier, the field was a quagmire down by the hot dog and burger stands. Now, one of her star clowns was refusing to get ready, hence Ava thought she might be about to have a nervous breakdown.

Sighing, Lauren, the five-foot-six, twenty-two-year-old, replied, "No chance. I'm not playing against Farrah, ever, ever again. Especially after just having my hair done. I spent half my months wages on my hairdo, believe me!" Lauren, like Ava was local to the area. Keen to avoid being humiliated in front of all her friends, she was desperate to avoid the conniving psychic. For Farrah totally humiliated her on an almost daily basis. Sporting chest length, pale brown hair, with a side, wavy ponytail, styled with a loose Dutch braid, Lauren was no longer in the mood for any more slapstick and tomfoolery. She didn't even particularly like clowning around, she'd only joined the circus to chase after Kyle, the guy she had rather pathetically fancied since she was eleven.

Unimpressed, Ava snarled, "Oh, come on, you're Cutesy the Clown, its your job to get messy." "But I lose every time. I'm sure she's fixing the games. I know she's supposed to be a psychic, but there's no way she can win every single challenge, for four months running. She's cheating, you know she is and I bet you're helping." Her adoration and tenderness unreturned, Lauren was sure Ava was conspiring against her. She was punishing her for not returning her feelings. For Ava always used to relish and jubilate in every single moment that Lauren became messy and humiliated.

Wearing an extremely short, turquoise, pleated tennis skirt and a provocatively low cut, yellow tank top, Lauren was enjoying the chance to show off her toned, lithe body. It sure beat hiding her curves beneath her usual, unflattering clown regalia. For months now, she had thought about packing in her job and quitting the circus. But that would mean abandoning Kyle, a super fan of slapstick, who was committed to the Great Piccinini's for the remaining four months left in his contract. For Kyle, aka Clumsy the clown, was now, unbelievably, her loving and adoring boyfriend. After years of not even knowing who she was, Kyle, like Ava, was now completely obsessed with her. He idolized Lauren and treated her like a Goddess. However, Lauren, unlike with Ava, sincerely enjoyed his company. Thus, despite her numerous messy interludes, the pies, the slime, the water cannons had all been worth it.

Shaking her head, Ava meanwhile replied, "I can assure you, that is not the case. Nothing would satisfy me more than seeing the conniving psychic being taken down a peg. Look, maybe tonight is your lucky night, perhaps you'll avoid getting pied for the first time all season."

"Get in!" Cried Andre, as Leo's feeble attempt at strongman saw him score a rather pathetic sixty. Usually, Leo would somehow strike lucky, but fortunately for Andre his luck seemed to have deserted him. Picking up the nearest sky blue coloured cream pie, Andre launched it at his mate, with greater force than was truly necessary. But, Leo, a gymnast in his youth, and therefore quite nimble, reacted just in time and dived out of the way of the creamy pastry. Instead, to her great horror, the pie splattered against Lauren's nose, the gooey blue cream exploding all over her.

Unaware that he'd bombarded Lauren by mistake, Andre picked up a pink pie and cried, "Hey, wimp, stand still", as he launched a second attack at the nimble Spaniard. But once more, Leo darted out of the way and the pink pie smashed straight into Lauren's chest, much to Ava's great amusement. The pie tin, hitting just above her tank top's neckline, slathered down inside her top and all over her cute, size c breasts and taut flat stomach. Horrified, Lauren opened up her tank top, to fish the pie tin out, giving Andre an inadvertent, perfect view of her sticky, shivering cleavage. Realising his error, Andre paused for a moment, desperately searching for the right words with which to apologise. But then it struck him that he'd seen the girl before, for she seemed awfully familiar. But his mind went blank, almost as if it had been wiped clean, he simply couldn't remember her. Seizing his chance, as Andre hesitated, Leo picked up the last remaining blue pie and shaped to throw it at the painter.

But, her eyes still partially blinded by cream, Lauren shot an aggrieved look towards the boys, snarling, "Hey, you two, just wait until Kyle hears about this!" Panicking, Leo turned around and scarpered. Taking the cream pie with him as he fled, he decided that he wasn't prepared to stick around and face the consequences. Andre, in contrast, froze to the spot, with his path to escape suddenly blocked by Ava. Meaning to retaliate, Lauren took a step forwards, but slipped over on the muddy ground beneath her. Unable to see her attacker clearly, beneath all the cream, she didn't realise that it was Andre. Tumbling forwards, Lauren splatted down into the middle of a giant, eight-inch-deep, muddy puddle. Unable to cushion her fall, Lauren's entire face disappeared completely under the surface as she splattered down into the mucoid mire. Her entire face and chest were so thickly caked in mud, that you could hardly tell that she'd been pied in the first place.

Gingerly rising to her knees, the brunette accidentally kicked out like a donkey at the table behind her. To Ava's great amusement, Lauren thus knocked over a bucket of lime green gunge, which, with great precision, tumbled off the edge of the table and landed directly over the top of the brunette's expensively styled fringe and forehead. Thunderously, green slime sloshed down all over her cheeks and seeped inside her flimsy tank top. The unfortunate brunette wriggled and squirmed as the cold gunk coated her skin and even seeped inside her frilly knickers. The bucket still covering her eyes, Lauren was helpless as Ava lifted it up, before slapping the final pink cream pie into her sweet, pretty features. Rubbing the cream all over Lauren's cheeks, Ava chortled, "You look utterly stunning covered in slime, especially with the new hairdo. I'm so glad that you chose to get all dolled up first, before receiving your comeuppance."

Patting the dishevelled clown on the head, Ava noticed that there were still two buckets of slime left, resting on the table. Beckoning Andre over, she asked, "Would you like to do the honours", as she pointed towards a bucket. "Erm, sure, why not?" Andre replied, before pouring the orange slime slowly over Lauren's head, as Ava held her down, her backside squirming as she sat in the middle of the revolting puddle. Taking care not to spill a single drop, Andre took almost twenty seconds to empty the bucket, as Ava opened up Lauren's top to ensure that her breasts were also suitably covered.

Motioning towards the final bucket, Andre asked, "Hey, I don't suppose I could borrow that? My mate lost our bet and desperately needs to receive his comeuppance." Nodding, Ava watched as Andre scooped up the bucket, before snarling, "Lauren, you're a clown, you're supposed to get messy, so man up and stop complaining." Pushing Lauren, head first back into the muddy puddle, Ava continued, "I hope this teaches you never to be late to work again. Now hurry up and get changed, I want you spotless for when we gunge you later!"

Slightly inebriated, after having a couple of beers, Leo ran into the nearby woods in disgrace. Carrying the blue cream pie with him as he ran, he checked behind to see if anybody was following. Catching sight of another clown (Kyle) twirl a custard pie around in his hands, the Spaniard disappeared through the trees to hide from him. Panting, as he paused for a breath, Leo admired
the beauty of the fading orange light shine through the foreboding forest. Brushing away a branch as he caught his short curly brown hair in a twig, the apprentice plumber was suddenly startled by a piercing bright light, flashing just above the lake, no more than thirty yards away. Immediately, a startled, high pitched voice cried, "At least let me put some clothes on first!" before Leo heard a loud, thunderous splash, out on the water.

Intrigued, yet concerned, Leo's vibrant curiosity soon got the better of him. Ambling forwards, he delved deeper into the forest, when suddenly a sprightly, lithe figure stumbled through the trees towards him. Instinctively, Leo thrust blue cream pie forwards, straight into the startled, unsuspecting teenager's face, knocking her flying backwards heroically.

Shrieking, the nubile teenager rolled around on the ground, before swiftly covering her chest and groin with her hands, owing to being completely naked. Shivering and soaked to the skin, the girl's fringe was glued by the cream to her forehead. Struggling to maintain her modesty as she stumbled to her feet, the teenager was unwilling to wipe her face clean, in fear of revealing herself any further. Utterly bewitched by the dainty girl's exquisite face, graceful curves and youthful vulnerability, Leo was unable to help himself as he instinctively glanced down at the girl's breasts and crotch before wisely turning his eyes away from her.

"Oh my God, I'm so, so sorry", he bleated, as he unwittingly glanced down at the girl's lithe backside, as she turned to hide behind an oak tree away from him. Finally wiping her eyes clean, the teenager poked her head out from behind the oak tree and bleated, "No, please stay", as she saw the mortified Leo start backing away from her. Accidentally flashing her bosom as she leant further forwards, the teenager implored, "Please, please, help me! I'm freezing and I've had my clothes stolen!"

Gathering himself, Leo sighed before replying, "Forgive me, I didn't mean to stare, I feel terrible. I'm Leo", whilst making sure that he looked her squarely in the face as he stutteringly began talking to her. Now mostly recovered from the shock of being pelted with cream pie, the teenager replied, "Oh, don't worry, it can't be often you see a naked girl come running through the forest. My name's Romina." Five-foot-four inches tall and boasting glorious, silky, jet black, waist length hair, the svelte, supple eighteen-year-old was absolutely gorgeous. As Romina's drenched, damp hair, glistened in the fading light as it blew lightly against her shoulders, Leo chivalrously insisted, "Please, take my shirt, I won't take no for an answer."

Without waiting for an answer, he began to unbutton his white cotton shirt, revealing his thick hairy chest to the blushing Romina. "Oh, thank you!" the teenager remarked, unable to keep her eyes from his impressive pectoral muscles. Leaning forward so that Leo briefly caught another sight of her breasts, Romina gleefully accepted his shirt, before turning around and slipping it over her shoulders. Her back turned, she was completely unware that she flashing her entire, glorious backside as she did up all the buttons. Trying desperately not to look, Leo instead headbutted a branch as he glanced peevishly sideways.

Turning back around, Romina explained, "I'm afraid I'm lost. I've never been here before; do you know your way around here?" Meaning to listen, Leo was slow to respond, for he'd noticed that Romina had left the top three buttons of her shirt undone, revealing the very top of the curve of her breasts before him. Though her breasts were rather small, for she wore b cups, they were utterly bewitching. Furthermore, the previously white shirt had turned partly translucent upon rubbing up against her pale white, wet, shimmering skin. Hence, her nipples were clearly visible beneath the layer of pathetically thin cotton.

Being half a foot taller than Romina, Leo's shirt did just about cover her groin, but she was one brief gust of wind away from exposing herself before him. Nevertheless, it wasn't Romina's breasts or thighs that caught Leo's undivided attention. Instead, the shimmering red ruby necklace hanging around her neck, glowed brightly in the fading light and bounced gently upon her heaving bosom.
Catching his line of sight, Romina sighed. But she didn't mind, for she was unable to take her eyes off Leo's chest either. Impressive, without being excessive, Leo was reasonably ripped. But it was his thick dark chest hair which enticed Romina the most, for she loved a man with hair on his chest, much to her sister's bemusement.

Coming back to his senses, Leo replied, "What? Oh yeah, I'm from around here. About two hundred yards behind me is the touring circus. I could go buy you some more appropriate clothes if you'd like, you'll catch a cold otherwise." "Oh, thank you. You are the perfect gent", Romina replied, before catching him by surprise and kissing him on the cheek. Leaning forward, she lightly pressed her breasts against his chest. Distracting him with her kiss, Romina then slyly dug her fingers into his wrist, pricking him sharply. Feeling a sharp pinch, Leo ignored the sudden rush of pain, as he basked in the warmth of Romina's sweet lips caressing him. Flirting with the Spaniard, Romina brushed her wet, shimmering hair back behind her neck, before glancing down surreptitiously at his wrist, to ensure that the red rash, that she had created was forming.

Glancing upwards, Romina shouted, "Leo, watch out", and the Spaniard turned around to see Andre running towards him. Instinctively, Leo darted to his left, leaving Romina defenceless as the decorator threw a bucket of light blue gunge all over her. Emptying it over her face and chest, Andre shouted, "Got you!" gloatingly. But, as Romina shrieked, with the gunge oozing down under her shirt, Andre regretfully moaned, "Oh, bugger!" Shivering as the slime washed down over her taut stomach and groin, Romina instinctively drew her hands to her waist in an enfeebled attempt to protect her shredded modesty. But her shirt, now completely see through, exposed every last inch of her to Andre.

Startled, Andre gabbled, "I, I, I was aiming for Leo." Shaking his head, Leo chittered, "Romina, this is my best mate Andre." Shaking gunge from her hair, Romina wrong footed the Ghanaian by stepping forward and shaking his hand, announcing, "No hard feelings, nice to meet you." Secretly, she sharply dug her fingers into Andre's wrist, exactly as she had done so with Leo. Retrieving his hand, Andre noticed three small faint red dots appear on his wrist, but was too embarrassed and befuddled to think anything of it.

Unable to take his eyes from her breasts, Andre inquired, "Leo, why didn't you tell me this is where you were going? "Oh no, we aren't, we weren't", Leo began, highly embarrassed. "Nonsense mate, I saw you two kissing", Andre remarked, slapping the plumber on his shoulders. Wincing, Leo explained, "Andre, Romina needs our help. She's utterly lost and had all her clothes stolen. I've leant her my shirt, but now you've gone and chucked gunge all over it. How about you pitch in and help me buy her a dress, because she's absolutely freezing." "Of course, that's the least I can do. But only if you also agree to buy a shirt, you poser!" Andre joked, before chortling. The two men then bade Romina farewell and headed back towards the circus, with their wrists stinging mysteriously. Though naturally, they were both determined not to show it. Waiting until the coast was clear, Romina tapped on her ruby necklace and hung it on the branch of the nearest tree. Moments later, an image of her sister appeared on the surface of the ancient red ruby.

One hour earlier, Romina had no idea where her adventures would take her. For Romina was no ordinary teenager. Romina was a witch, an enchantress, a magus. Or, as she preferred to be known, a Sorceress. A month away from graduating from her high school for the Enchanted, the plucky eighteen-year-old was enjoying herself at her graduation prom and trying to make out with the most handsome sorcerers. Wearing a royal blue, short, strapless, sweetheart homecoming dress by Sherri Hill, with a mock wrap bodice and a full layered tulle skirt, the sublime teenager looked utterly ravishing as she danced the night away with her friends and sworn enemies.

Spotting Yuki, the hot, five-foot-ten, eighteen-year-old Japanese boy that she fancied, Romina blushed before pushing her hair back behind her ears. Grabbing his attention, she stretched upwards, pushing the peaks of her breasts up and out of her dress, before smiling coyly. Pouting, she caught the eye of the suave rogue with overly stylised, slicked back, brown hair. "Care to dance?" Yuki asked, holding out his hand to Romina, as he approached her. "I'd love to", she replied, before taking his left hand and guiding it around the back of her dress, as she posed seductively. Taking the initiative, Romina pirouetted before rubbing her body up against his chest. Her jet-black hair, shimmered as it rubbed against his dark blue suit, which looked incredibly expensive. Looking debonair, Yuki almost ruined the moment by lazily dragging his spare hand down across Romina's youthful, heaving chest. But rescuing the situation, he gently rested his arm against Romina's lithe waist, before lightly brushing his left hand over her backside, before leaving it to rest upon her curvy rear.

Unperturbed and revelling in Yuki's undivided attention, Romina responded by hooking her arms around the Japanese boy's neck, before standing on her tiptoes ready for their inevitable kiss. Suddenly, however, just as Romina was leaning forward, she was interrupted by her tomboy twin sister Cosetta, who grinned as she yanked her sister's neck backwards. Screeching, Cosetta cried, "Romina, stop fooling around, Yuki's not worthy of you. Anyway, mother needs us to come home right away. So, stop sulking and follow me, we haven't got time for you to smooch him."

Dressed in a one-shoulder, lavender, sleeveless, pleated, A-line, chiffon, knee length dress, Cosetta looked far more glamorous than she normally allowed herself. Sporting a neck length, jet black, shaggy bob, the five-foot-four, eighteen-year-old was almost the antithesis of her twin sister. Cosetta didn't have the time to waste flirting with boys, when she had magical superpowers to learn to conquer. Aside from their haircuts, the greatest distinguishing feature between the twins was the colour of their eyes: Cosetta's were brown and Romina's were green, much to her sister's displeasure. Hence, whilst Cosetta was by far the more successful and hardworking student, Romina was vastly more popular with the opposite sex. However, to Romina's constant dismay, Cosetta was unashamedly their mother's favourite.

Thinking her sister was simply bursting with jealousy, Romina spat back, "In a minute. Come on, let your hair down for a change. I'm sure Yuki can find someone for you to dance with." Glorifying in her riposte, Romina rose back up onto her tiptoes before leaning her breasts against Yuki's chest, pressing down more forcefully than was really necessary. Closing her eyes, she began to kiss Yuki passionately. Reciprocating, Yuki clasped her backside tightly, causing the true romantic Romina to lose herself completely. Gasping, she felt lost to the world, as she felt Yuki's cool tongue intertwine with her own, as they embraced brazenly.

Then, after about twenty seconds, Romina felt Yuki's grasp suddenly unfurl itself from her rear. Moments later and he was now no longer kissing her. Opening her eyes, Romina looked confusedly around her. Then, suddenly, two-hundred gallons of water, borrowed from the nearby fish tank, hovered menacingly above her. With a wicked grin, Cosetta threw her arms downwards and the water crashed down upon her sister mercilessly. Screaming, as she became soaked to the skin, Romina felt the water ease down inside her dress and over her flimsy little G-string. Worse was to come however, as two fish splattered down over her face and a third sloshed down over her bosom. Shrieking as she pulled the slippery fish out from inside her dress, Romina cringed as she saw, unsurprisingly, all two hundred pairs of eyes at the prom, stop and stare at her.

"What did you do that for?" Romina bleated, as water continued to dribble down over her fringe and her heaving bosom. "I warned you. Mother needs us back home, this instant. Why don't you ever listen?" Cosetta chided her. "I don't care, I'm not coming", Romina stubbornly responded, before wringing out her hair and pouting. "Fine, have it your way. You always have to make things difficult for me, don't you? I know, how about we play a little game to decide what happens. If you win, you stay here with Yuki. If I win, you come home with me. Deal?" Pausing for a moment, a shivering Romina added, "Throw in Grandma's pearl earrings and we have a deal." Aghast, Cosetta grumbled, before sighing, "Fine, deal. But I chose the game Romina." "Sure, Cosetta, you go for it", Romina spat back, feeling that she now held the ascendancy.

Cosetta paused for a moment and glanced around. "Hmm, see that dunk tank over there? I'll give you four throws at dunking me into the gunge from no closer than six metres. Dunk me and you win, Romina." Still absolutely soaking and desperately wanting her revenge, Romina, cried "Deal", without even thinking.

"Great, now how about we make things a little bit more interesting? Every time you miss, Yuki here gets to pie you in the face as punishment?" Cosetta suggested. "Wait what?" Romina wailed, not expecting this development. "Take it or leave it Romina. You'll never get another chance to claim Grandma's earrings", Cosetta reminded her. "Oh, okay, fine. But I don't need to remind you that I'm undefeated at dodgeball. I never miss, I won the county championship, remember", Romina boasted. "You never forget to remind me", Cosetta huffed, shaking her head in annoyance.

The rules decided, Cosetta took off her heels and carefully climbed up to the seat above the gunge tank. The tank was two metres deep and three metres wide and filled to the brim with thick, gloopy yellow slime, which smelled absolutely dreadful. Thus far that evening, no one had been brave enough to take on the gunge tank, and now their peers waited expectantly. Nervously waving her bare legs over the yellow gunk, a nervous Cosetta began to regret baiting her sister. Smirking, Romina picked up the first tennis ball and carefully measured her aim, before practising her throwing action teasingly. Blowing a raspberry towards her sister, Romina curtsied provocatively to their audience, before carefully throwing the ball towards the lever.

To Romina's great horror, the ball missed the lever by almost two feet, her aim had been absolutely dreadful! Overconfident, she had let her sister off the hook and was now about to pay for it. Smirking, Cosetta watched as Yuki picked up a shocking pink cream pie and smashed it into her sister's face, with unnecessary gusto. Massaging the pie all over her cheeks, Yuki crowed, "Romina, you look ever so pretty in pink, it really, really suits you." Playfully upending the pie tin over the crown of Romina's head, Yuki turned to receive the applause of the audience.

Humiliated, but not yet defeated, Romina picked up the second ball and stared intently at her sister. Scrunching up her nose, Romina cried, "You're going down Cosetta." Releasing the ball, Romina cried as she watched it fly perfectly towards the target. But at the very last second, the ball veered away and looked like it might just miss the lever. But, with everybody watching, as if in slow motion, the chair beneath Cosetta creakily gave way and plunged the teenager downwards.

But then, just before Romina's twin plummeted into the gunge, Cosetta used her hydrokinetic powers to save her. With a simple flick of the wrist, the yellow slime flew up into the air, meaning that Cosetta landed with a loud thump into the bottom of the empty tank, as the gooey gunge gently hovered above her. Climbing out, Cosetta cooed, "Unlucky Romina. You only win if you gunge me. As you can see, there's not a single speck of slime upon me. So, Yuki, do the honours." "That's cheating", Romina began before being cut off as Yuki splattered a light green cream pie into her face, before dragging it down over her shoulders and onto her heaving bosom. Her breasts, peaking out from over the top of her dress, were thus unrelentingly smothered.

Once she was a safe distance from the dunk tank, Cosetta gently lowered the gunge back into its position. Righting the chair, she climbed back onto her seat hesitantly. Pouting, she explained, "Well, you never said I couldn't use my powers, did you? Look, I won't displace the gunge again, I promise. You have two attempts left now Romina, good luck twinny."

Huffing loudly, Romina wiped the cream from her breasts and seductively licked her fingers. Turning around to show the audience her chest, she sprang back into position and wiggled her rear. Having got her peers back onto her side, she whipped the teenagers up into a frenzy. Chanting, they urged her to finally gain revenge on her bossy, prissy sister. Picking up the third ball, Romina then paused for a moment, trying to out-psyche Cosetta. Throwing the tennis ball gently, but accurately, she struck the lever right bang in the centre. Once again, the seat tipped forwards and sent Cosetta tumbling. But just as she was about to splash down into the gunge, Cosetta suddenly vanished before reappearing right next to her sister. "You never said that I couldn't use my teleportation skills to help me!" she chortled, before pushing her fist into her sister's left breast teasingly.

But worse was to come for the unlucky Romina. The teenager felt Yuki tug on the back of her hair, before he rolled it up into a plait and rubbed a red cream pie all over it. Scrunching up her hair, Yuki drew the pie up the length of her locks, until he had reached her forehead. Then, he brusquely scrunched Romina's flowing, dishevelled hair in front of her face and wiped what remained of the cream pie all over her forehead. Joining in the torment, Cosetta picked up two cream pies, one coloured dark blue, the other orange. Slapping them on either side of Romina's cheeks, she slathered the pie tins over her twin's face, until not a single glorious millimetre was left uncovered.

Kissing her sister lovingly on the cheek, Cosetta then saluted to the crowd before climbing back up again. "Romina, from now on, I promise, I won't teleport to safety. You have one ball left, don't waste it." Harrumphing, Romina wiped cream from her eyes, more determined than ever to gain vengeance against her conniving sister. Romina couldn't believe it, Cosetta had cheated twice, using her superpowers to avoid getting slimed, whilst she had attempted to play fair and honestly. But no more. If Cosetta could cheat, so would she. Picking up the final ball, Romina hesitated before locking into her mind control powers to try to take over her twin sister.

Cosetta was sitting no more than two feet from the lever, she could probably reach it and plunge herself into the gunge, without Romina having to throw anything. Using her telekinetic powers, Romina began to silently speak to her sister. "Cosetta, plunge yourself into the gunge. Cosetta, plunge yourself into the gunge. Cosetta, pull that lever." Staring intently at her twin, Romina marvelled at the exact second that Cosetta felt her mind get taken over by her. Strewn with panic, Cosetta watched as her hand reached out towards the lever.

Fighting back, Cosetta replied, "No thanks, I'd rather not", and withdrew her hand to her lap, before crossing her fingers. Continuing, Cosetta silently replied, "Romina, you really should have spent more time studying rather than getting drunk and partying. For otherwise your powers would be as strong as mine and you would be able to control me. But alas, you didn't, so, no I'm not going to push the lever. Instead, you are going to take my place. Come on, climb up, I've kept the seat warm for you!"

Then, before Romina realised what she was doing, she kicked off her heels and began to climb the steps of the tank. Cosetta, meanwhile, jumped down off the seat and stood expectantly next to the lever. Snapping out of her trance, Romina had just enough time to glance down at her sister, before Cosetta slammed her fist against the lever. Plunging down into the gunge, Romina screamed before disappearing completely under. The yellow slime, a metre deep, was still fairly translucent. Hence, Romina blushed as she felt her skirt rise up her legs, exposing her G-string through the glass to the nearest, cheering onlookers. Cringing, as her feet hit the bottom, the youthful beauty felt the gunge ooze up inside her dress and cover every last inch of her salacious body.

Spluttering, as she poked her head back up through the slimy surface, Romina was bombarded by a bucket of dark green gunge that her sister gloatingly poured all over her. Shivering as the mucoid gunk splashed down inside her dress and over her youthful, pert breasts, Romina began to nervously scan her audience. Her friends, her exes, her rivals, her crushes were all pointing and laughing at her. All Romina had ever wanted was to be popular. But now, she was the butt of all their derision and her darling sister was the primary architect. Turning sideways, Romina began to splash the yellow gunk at her twin, but Cosetta simply used her hydrokinetic powers to splosh it back over her forehead. Then, picking up a red cream pie, she splattered it into her sister's face, before pushing her backwards into the dunk tank. Gingerly, getting back up to her feet, Romina clung tightly to the side of the tank, to prevent another unfortunate tumble.

Playing to the crowd, Cosetta meanwhile beckoned Yuki over. "Yuki, would you do the honours and pour this over my sister?" she asked, before handing him a bucket of extremely thick pink slime that he almost spilled all over her. Gleefully, Yuki accepted and after almost dropping it over Cosetta, he turned it over the top of Romina's forehead. As the slime slathered down over the youthful beauty's shoulders, it splattered down onto her dress with such force that the thin material began to slip downwards. To the teenager's great horror, her boobs swiftly popped out of her dress, exposing her chest to her peer group. Quickly covering her breasts with her arms, Romina felt the stare of a hundred lustful eyes fall upon her. Feeling sorry for her sister, after her unforeseen dress malfunction, Cosetta tried to help Romina wrench the dress back up her chest, but her dress was so heavy and soaked in slime, that it simply slipped back downwards. Unable to prevent the second nipple slip, Romina simply knelt down into the dunk tank.

Her head and shoulders visible above the slime, Romina watched as Cosetta continued, "Now Yuki, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't your superpower x-ray vision. You see, I'm pretty sure I saw you staring at my sisters' breasts and crotch, when you danced with her earlier. Now, as we've just seen, its not like my sister is shy with her body. She's always flashing at home, believe me. But you're not welcome to perve on my sister, you're not worth one millionth of her. So, how about you reveal what you have on underneath, just to even things up a bit?" Smirking, Cosetta took control of Yuki's mind and suggested to him that he take off all of his clothes, save for his boxers. Moments later, Yuki stood confused and undressed as his unforgiving peers chortled at him. Then, Cosetta touched him on his wrist, and he was suddenly teleported a metre above the dunk tank. Splashing down below, he engulfed Romina in a wave of yellow gunk as he plummeted into the slippery slime besides her. "Right, Romina, its about time we got going, mother will be cross if we make her wait any longer", Cosetta announced, before touching her twin on the wrist and teleporting them both away from the mayhem.

Seconds later the twins rematerialized back inside their bathroom. Unzipping her sister's dress, Cosetta apologised, "I'm really sorry about exposing your breasts, I didn't realise your dress would be so flimsy. Please, Romina, can you ever forgive me?" Sighing, Romina replied, "Cosetta, you're my sister, of course I forgive you. Besides, you told me not to wear this dress in the first place." "Only because I was jealous", Cosetta replied, as she pulled the dress down to Romina's waist, before the shivering teenager stepped out of it.

Wearing nothing but her G-string, Romina turned around, only for her sister to joke, "Oh Romina, you just love flashing don't you!" Laughing, Romina pulled her G-string down her legs, before throwing it at her gloating sister. As the underwear smacked against Cosetta's nose, Romina joked, "With a body like mine, how can I help it!" Completely naked, Romina made no attempt to hide herself from her twin, who had seen her nude thousands of times anyway. Kissing Cosetta lightly on the nose, Romina began, "Nothing will ever get between us." Leaning forwards, she pushed her swaying breasts against Cosetta's purple dress, wiping yellow slime all over her. Reaching her arms around Cosetta's neck, Romina began to platonically embrace her. Hugging her sister, Romina lent her face against Cosetta's shoulder blade, whilst her twin reached her arms around her waistline. Lightly patting her sister's backside, Cosetta gushed, "I love you Romina."

Embracing in silence for another twenty seconds, Cosetta didn't care that her brand-new dress was covered in slime, for all that mattered now was her sister. She hadn't meant to humiliate her twin in front of the entire year, only teach her a lesson. In truth, however, it was Cosetta who had learnt more about herself, specifically how her arrogance and conceit could hurt those close to her.

Beginning to run her sister a bath, Cosetta continued, "I'm sorry for going over the top with your gunging. Truth be told, I was jealous of you dancing with Yuki. But Mum did need us back home, extremely urgently. Flirting with hot guys can wait another day, they simply can't keep their hands off you. Besides, they'll be more desperate than ever to date you, now that you've flashed all of them. You're the prettiest girl in the entire year, you could get with anybody of your choosing. You can do far better than that creep Yuki. I mean, what use is x-ray vision anyway, besides for making you a pervert?"

As Cosetta used her telekinesis powers to stir the water in the bathtub, Romina bleated, "Oh Cosetta, I wish I was as powerful as you." Shaking her head, Cosetta replied, "Oh, but you are. In fact, your powers supersede mine, you just don't know how to control them all yet. You've spent too much time chasing after boys, rather than practising! But you're close, I know you'll soon be amazing."

Twins Cosetta and Romina were both marked out as special from the moment of their conception. Born into a family of sorcerers, they lived a secretive life away from everyday society. Only just turned eighteen, they had rarely ventured out into the big wide world and never without a chaperone. Most sorcerers were usually born with one, or if you were extremely lucky, two superpowers. Thanks to the irregularity of their birth, whereby they absorbed their sister in the womb, the twins were born with an unprecedented four superpowers. Hence, they were potentially the most powerful sorceresses in the entire realm, if only they could master their powers.

Their mother, Dorela, a forty-year-old, five-foot-six sorceress, with short black hair, was a high-ranking official tasked with keeping the world of sorcery secret from the general population. A powerful sorceress herself, she set about trying to give her daughters the best education possible. The problem however, was that whilst Cosetta was hardworking and studious, flighty Romina was utterly lazy and unreliable. So, whilst Cosetta had mastered her powers, making her the most talented sorceress in her year group, Romina often struggled to control hers, often with unfortunate consequences. There were even question marks over whether Romina would even graduate at all, as she was so inconsistent and behind with her coursework.

The twins both possessed the abilities of mind control and power mimicry. This meant that they were able to possess and mimic the powers of any other sorcerer who was within twenty metres of them. Well, at least Cosetta always could, for Romina was rather hit and miss and jealous of her sister. Similarly, Cosetta was far more skilled at mind control and Romina was rarely ever able to disappear into her older twin sister's mind, without Cosetta noticing.

Furthermore, Cosetta also possessed the superpowers of hydrokinesis and teleportation, which enabled her to routinely play practical jokes on her gullible younger twin sister. In contrast, Romina possessed the rather less exciting superpower of night vision, hence why she had green eyes, compared to Cosetta's pale marron. Romina, however, possessed one superpower, that Cosetta even with her power mimicry, could never, ever master. For Romina was able to perform mind exchange, allowing her psyche to inhibit the mind of another living organism. Unsurprisingly, the eighteen-year-old found this last superpower extremely difficult to manage. By accident, she'd swapped 'minds' with rocks and fleas on occasions and needed to be rescued by her mother.

Dipping her toe in to test its warmth, Romina gingerly stepped into the bath, whilst Cosetta began to dab the slime off her dress, which her sister had slathered all over her. As Romina sat down in the warm and snug tub, she began to relax and close her eyes, as the water gently lapped all over her. Taking the opportunity to play another practical joke, Cosetta raised the bathwater over her sister's head and brought it crashing down upon her. Shivering, as her fringe stuck to her forehead, Romina remarked, "I wish I could do that." Smiling Cosetta replied, "Oh, but you can. Peer into my mind and mimic me. I promise I won't block you."

Sitting back up in the tub, so that her breasts were visible above the water, Romina closed her mind and began to summon up the soapy liquid. Concentrating vigorously, she began to command the water to splash against her sister. But, before she could do so, Romina was caught by surprise as Cosetta slapped a banoffee pie into her cheeks, before gregariously guffawing. Losing her connection with the water, Romina writhed in the tub as it suddenly fell down all over her. Cosetta, meanwhile, continued to grind the banoffee pie into her cheeks, before sliding it down over her pert, heaving bosom. Laughing, Cosetta added, "Awesome Romina, I knew you could do it. Now remember, you are at your most vulnerable when you mimic others. You have to be alert to what everyone else is doing around you, so you must learn to mimic with your eyes open."

Scrapping cream from her eyes, Romina groaned as the pie crust slipped down over her stomach. The teenager then flinched as Cosetta brought out a bucket of red gunge, which she'd been hiding underneath the towels. "Now, as payback for me cheating earlier, how would you like to pour this all over me?" Cosetta asked her sister. "But there's a catch, you have to teleport it above me first and you must keep your eyes open." Eager for revenge, Romina greedily tore the bucket form her sister's grasp and held it on her lap as she sat up in the bathtub. Hold it over your head, it's easier", Cosetta assured her.

Obeying her sister, Romina held the bucket above her head. Then, concentrating, she narrowed, without closing her eyes and squealed in delight as the bucket vanished from sight before reappearing over Cosetta. Watching intently, Romina gasped in shock as the bucket tipped over, but then deposited absolutely nothing over her sister. Instead, the red gunge splattered down over the unsuspecting Romina. "You need to teleport the gunge as well as the bucket silly", chortled Cosetta, as the red slime slathered down over her sister's quivering bosom.

Laughing, Cosetta picked up the shower head and began to wash the slime from her sister's hair, fussing all over her, like she was her mother. Wringing her twin's jet-black hair, Cosetta mused, "Sometimes, I wish I'd grown my hair long too, you look utterly gorgeous." Then, pranking Romina, she sprayed the nozzle straight at her cute little hooter. Facing the barrage with good grace, Romina leant her head back, allowing Cosetta to spray her face mercilessly, until it was spotless. Carefully, Cosetta began to wash her sister's breasts, wiping her boobs with her fingers. Tingling, as she felt her sister's gentle touch, Romina began to wish that they would do this together far more often. Ever impatient, in a bid to rinse the slime from her sides, Romina dunked her entire body under the surface of the water. Coming up to breathe, she was greeted by another pitiless blast of the shower head to her forehead.

Moments later, their mother, Dorela, called out, "Girls, are you home yet?" "We're in the bathroom mum", Cosetta replied, warmly. Marching in to join them, the forty-three-year-old, five-foot-six, dark haired sorceress took one long look at her naked daughter and sighed. "Romina, why has the principal had to ring me to say that you flashed everybody at the disco? You and your boobs will be the death of me, believe me, cover yourself when you speak to your mother." Teasingly, Cosetta pinched her sister's left breast, before cawing, "Aw, but I like my sister's boobies. Please, mum, can she keep them?" Grinning, Cosetta sprayed her sister's breasts with the shower head, before admitting, "Anyway, the accident was completely my fault. I take full responsibility."

Unimpressed, a stern Dorela replied, "Cosetta, put the shower head down, I need you to be serious for a moment. Can you remember your old babysitter Farrah?" "Oh yes, we used to make her life hell!" Cosetta replied, before high fiving her sister. Continuing, their mother explained, "Well, a few months back, Farrah suddenly disappeared, taking one of our invaluable crystal balls with her. Now, what she stole, was not just any ordinary crystal ball, for it can do more than just see the future. If controlled correctly, it can store up every superpower in existence. Now, Farrah was a lazy student, a bit like you Romina. I doubt she even realises the crystal ball's full potential. Nevertheless, we need it back, urgently, before anybody else more malevolent can get their hands upon it.

Furthermore, though Farrah always claimed to be a clairvoyant growing up, she's actually from a very powerful bloodline of power bestowers. As a teenager, she was never able to conjure up powers to give to others, but rumour has it, she finally mastered her skills, before fleeing. If she could harness that power for herself, there is no telling what damage she could cause, on purpose or otherwise. This morning, we had a tip off that Farrah was hiding in plain sight, working for a travelling circus. We need someone to investigate this intelligence. Then, if possible, to bring her back in, without causing any trouble for the general population. Now, nobody could get under Farrah's skin as well as you two, my darling daughters. She couldn't cope as you made it your young lives missions to torment her. Cosetta, don't think that I don't know that you even possessed her mind on a couple of occasions. The poor girl had a nervous breakdown. So, both I and my department agree that despite your age, there's no one better to bring her back in than you Cosetta. I know you're ready for this, I've never seen a teenage sorceress as powerful as you are.

"What about me?" asked Romina, rather disappointed. "Oh darling, you're not ready for such an important mission, we all know that. From what I've heard, despite possessing the powers of mind control and mimicry, you can't even dunk your sister into a gunge tank. It wouldn't be safe for me to allow you to go with her." "But I am ready. Please, give me a chance, I can do this. Mum, have faith in me, I just need the opportunity to prove myself", Romina pleaded desperately. Feeling pity on her sister, Cosetta remarked, "Go on Mum, give Romina a chance, you completely underestimate her. In fact, she'll be much better than me at this, her powers are potentially far greater."

"No, I stuck my neck out for you Cosetta. My boss would never agree to Romina completing the mission, especially after what happened at your prom earlier this evening", Dorela grumbled. "Well then, I won't do it", Cosetta shot back, in defiance. "Send Romina, if you want my help, otherwise I'm going to have a shower. Look, Mum, I can be watching Romina every step of the way. If she gets in trouble, I'll simply teleport in and bring her back to safety."

Dorela, paused, whilst considering her options. "Romina, I only want you to be safe. This mission is potentially extremely dangerous, I don't want to lose you, like we lost your father." A moment of sadness briefly permeated the room, before Romina bubbled, "Please Mum. I won't let you down, believe me. If I ever feel in danger, I'll come back immediately, I promise." "Mm, okay, but on one condition. I want you to confirm that Farrah is indeed at the circus. Then, I and I alone can make the decision about whether its safe for you to approach her", Dorela concluded.

"Thanks Mum, you're the best", Romina beamed, before jumping up out of the bath and reaching for her towel. But then, to her great dismay, her mother pulled it out of her grasp, leaving her standing nude before her. Staring at her naked daughter, Dorela warned her, "Romina, need I remind you to fully focus on your mission. You're an extremely attractive girl, guys will prey on you, you have to be careful. Don't go chasing after boys, whatever you do, they may be being controlled by Farrah. Don't trust anybody, except for me and your sister."

Having given Cosetta the co-ordinates of the travelling circus, Dorela regretfully left her daughters to it. Hugging her naked sister, Cosetta pulled Romina to her chest. Rubbing her sister's backside, Cosetta added, "Romina, you're going to be brilliant." Reaching behind her, Cosetta picked up a red ruby necklace, before placing it over her sister's shoulders. The ruby bouncing on her breasts, Romina remarked, "Cosetta, this is beautiful. But isn't this what grandma left you?" "Romina, I want you to have it. If you wear it, I'll be able to watch you every step of the way. Plus, if you rub the ruby, my image will appear on its surface. We'll be able to talk, in case you need any assistance." "Oh, thanks Cosetta, you're the best", Romina cooed, before kissing her sister on the cheek and pressing her breasts up against her. Smiling, Cosetta replied, "Aw, thanks. Now, go and bring back Farrah!" Suddenly, Cosetta rubbed her sister's wrist and teleported her to the circus.

Realising, a second too late, that she was about to be teleported, Romina began, "At least let me put some clothes on first!" as she materialized above the lake in the woodland. Screaming, she looked down and realised that her sister had also got the co-ordinates wrong on purpose. Plummeting downwards, Romina splashed into the lake beneath her. Disappearing completely under the surface, Romina held her breath as she was plunged into the near darkness. Using her expert night vision, Romina swam ashore, up through the thick muddy mire. Climbing up onto dry land, she breathed a sigh of relief, before slipping over backwards and splashing violently down into the shallows of the water. Cursing, Romina gingerly got back up and began to stumble through the forest. Then, to her great surprise, Leo smashed a cream pie into her face, with absolutely no warning whatsoever.

Around the same time, Ava, the ringmaster, began shovelling the contaminated chili into a six-feet, by three-feet, by four-feet, five-hundred litre, wheeled plastic container. Never that fussed with being one with nature, Ava planned to dump it in the quagmire down by the forest. Lauren, meanwhile, still dressed in her slimy turquoise, pleated tennis skirt and provocatively low cut, yellow tank top, was hell bent on gaining her revenge on Andre. Having seen him disappear into the forest, she picked up the nearest foot tall shaving cream pie and followed in after him. But, unable to keep up, she swiftly got lost in the fading light of the treacherous woodland.

After having sent Leo and Andre on a mission to find her some dry clothes, Romina decided to have a stern word with her sister. Hanging the ruby necklace on a branch, she rubbed it gently, projecting Cosetta's beaming image on its surface. "You gave me the wrong co-ordinates on purpose!" she complained, before adding, "you wanted me to fall into the lake, didn't you?" "Oh, come Romina, I was only having a bit of fun. As were you by the look of things. Leo and Andre are hot, you lucked in there with them. Besides, this is a simple tracking mission. Find Farrah and report back, what could be so difficult?" "Maybe, if you allowed me to put on some clothes first, I wouldn't need the help of my little servants", Romina shot back sharply. Taking the upper hand, Romina reminded her sister, "Come on, you heard what Mum said, it's hardly safe for a naked girl to be frolicking around in the woods is it?" "Oh", Cosetta replied, realising her foolishness. "Hey, would you like me to teleport over some clothes?" she suggested. "No thanks, I'm going to be doing this all by myself, I want to prove to Mum that I'm capable. So far everything's going well. I've tagged the two boys, but I'm not even having to mind control them to get them to do my every whim and suggestion", Romina boasted. "I know, I always said you had the superpower of seduction", Cosetta joked heartily.

Moments later, their mother joined Cosetta in the bathroom. Appearing on screen, she asked, "How's she doing?", before pausing open mouth and flabbergasted. "Romina! Put some clothes on! I can see your bush, have you no dignity?" Embarrassed, Romina looked down at her crotch, which wasn't quite as covered by Leo's shirt as she was led to believe earlier. Surely Cosetta had noticed, why hadn't she said anything?" Hiding her modesty, Romina waited in vain for Cosetta to own up to pranking her. But with no explanation forthwith, Romina had to jump in and explain, "I had a messy accident. Two boys" "Boys! Boys have seen you naked! Romina, you must come back this instant", Dorela exulted. "No mum, I won't, I have everything under control, I'm perfectly safe, trust me. Leo and Andre have absolutely no idea of my powers. They've gone to get me a dress and will be back in a minute. They're both utterly harmless, believe me. If they wanted to mistreat me, they would have done it already."

"Good, I'm glad, kind of", Dorela stuttered, extremely concerned for her youngest daughter's welfare. Continuing, she added, "They sound like nice lads, but Romina, don't make the mistake of trusting them. Now Romina, may I remind you not to use your powers unless it's absolutely necessary. Mind control them if you need to, but only one at a time, certainly don't use your powers in front of a crowd of people. Plus, I'd rather you didn't attempt mind exchange, when I'm not there to rescue you."

Moments later, Romina heard the faint rustling of leaves on the ground and turned around, to see the oblivious Lauren approaching. Panicking, she chose to hide and dived behind the nearest bushes. But, to her great horror, she realised that she'd left the ruby necklace on the branch and had not time left to retrieve it.

Carrying the shaving cream pie, Lauren moaned to herself, "He's got to be around here somewhere." Then, noticing the red ruby necklace, she paused and glanced around her. "Wow, that's gorgeous", she cawed, approaching the priceless jewellery. "I wonder how much its worth? No, scrub that, I'm keeping it", she added. Dismayed, Cosetta looked towards her Mum, who shot back, "Wait, let your sister deal with it."

Thinking fast, Romina tried to latch onto Lauren's mind, to tell her to turn around and leave the clearing. But flushed and angry at the prospect of her Grandmother's heirloom being stolen, she pettily instructed Lauren to pie herself in the face beforehand. Blissfully unaware of why she was doing it, Lauren felt a sudden urge to slap the shaving cream pie into her nose. Bending forwards slightly, she paused and pushed the pie into her cheeks, whereby the shaving cream exploded all over her. Wiping her eyes, Lauren broke free of Romina's control and cursed to herself, believing that she had simply lost her footing and tripped over a thorn bush. Undeterred, she took another step closer to the ruby.

Panicking, as Lauren reached out to pick up the necklace, Romina retook control of the brunette's mind and monotonously repeated, "Turn around, turn around, turn around!" Confused, the clown simply started to turn around in circles. Spinning around on the spot, poor Lauren followed Romina's instructions to the letter. Rotating eight times, the brunette suddenly started to feel dizzy and fell over exhausted. Breaking free of Romina's control, the brunette simply got up, brushed herself down and put on the necklace.

"Take it off!" Romina cried forlornly. Bemused, Lauren, simply took off her tank top. Shivering in the cold night air, wearing just her skirt and bra, Lauren then paused for a moment, thinking she heard a rustle in the bushes. Aghast, Romina retook control of the brunette and cried, "No, take off the red necklace." But her mind control powers, limited as they were, simply led to a miscommunication. Instead of taking off the necklace, Lauren slipped off her red, tatty trainers. Frustrated, Romina impatiently instructed, "Oh, for goodness sake, fine have it your way, strip naked." Blinded by Romina's spell, the brunette took off all her clothes as instructed. Completely nude, Lauren wore nothing, except for the necklace."

"Oh, for goodness sake", Romina cursed out loud, as she glanced over at the naked clown, as she stood passively in the clearing. Hearing a noise, Lauren turned around and began to edge towards the bushes. No more than six feet away from Romina, the brunette called out, "Hey is anybody out there?" Watching on, unimpressed, Dorela sternly warned Cosetta, "If you want your sister to continue on this mission, you'd better do something quickly."

Zoning into Lauren's mind, via the red ruby, Cosetta bellowed, "You have awoken an ancient curse. You will have ten years of bad luck, unless you return the ruby to its rightful owner." Confused, Lauren glanced backwards, thinking the voice had come from behind her. Moving away from Romina, Lauren cried, "Farrah, is that you? Stop joking around, you're scaring me." Enjoying tormenting the girl, Cosetta barked, "Thief, above you is your first punishment!" Confused, the brunette glanced upwards and saw the four litres of custard hanging in the air above her. Screaming, Lauren gasped, as the cold slimy custard suddenly lapped down upon her. Completely coating her face and hair, the custard slapped down all over her naked body. Confused at what just happened, Lauren cried, "Farrah, this isn't funny."

Shivering, Lauren bent down to pick up her skirt, when suddenly four litres of ketchup suddenly appeared in thin air above her. "Oh no", Lauren cried, as the tomato sauce splattered down all over her. Her back smothered in condiment, the brunette whimpered as Cosetta repeated, "Thief, take off the necklace." Terrified, Lauren gasped as five litres of mayonnaise suddenly materialised in thin air, twenty feet away from her. To her horror, the mayonnaise then began to bear down upon her. Turning to flee, the brunette tried to outrun the condiment. Leaving her clothes behind, Lauren wailed as the mayonnaise swiftly caught up and splattered down all over her swaying chest and shoulders.

Believing the curse to be real, Lauren took off the necklace and threw it into the bushes. Shivering, she decided to turn back to retrieve her skirt and tank top. But then, four litres of mustard suddenly appeared in the clearing, blocking her way back to them. Frightened, Lauren turned to flee and ran to the edges of the forest. Poking her head out of the trees, the brunette saw that the staff changing rooms were barely thirty feet away from her. If she was lucky, she would be able to run through the clearing without anybody noticing.

But then, just as Lauren was about to make a run for it, Ava wheeled the five-hundred litre plastic container around the corner. Blocking Lauren's path to escape, at the top of the hill, Ava paused when suddenly her mobile began ringing. Answering, Ava replied, "Hi, Kyle, is that you? Look, you're breaking up, I can't get very good signal. Wait a moment, hang on" the ringmaster continued, as she turned back the way she came, leaving the container in the middle of the field.

Sensing her chance, Lauren decided to make a run for it. But she had only reached half way, when she suddenly saw Ava returning. Trying to hide from her friend, Lauren instinctively jumped into the container. But to her horror, it was filled with five-hundred litres of reeking chili. Disappearing completely under the surface, the brunette landed with a loud splat, as the chili oozed all over her naked body. Raising her head and shoulders up out of the chili, Lauren was coated by at least two inches of the gunk. "Lauren?" sputtered Ava, flabbergasted. Disbelieving what she was seeing, Ava watched as Lauren's heaving chest emerged up out of the chili. The spicy stew dripping from her every curve, the brunette looked like an incredibly sexy swamp monster, it was truly disturbing.

"Lauren, what are you doing in there? Wait, why are you topless?" Ava inquired as she stared at Lauren's slimy cleavage. Sputtering, as she spat out chili, Lauren groaned as she felt the stew seep into her every orifice. Glancing back at Ava, she threw her hands to her chest, when suddenly, the container began to pick up momentum. For unfortunately for the brunette, the force of her jumping inside, sent the trolley careering down the hillside.

Picking up speed, the trolley thudded down the hill, repeatedly sloshing chili all over Lauren, as the disgusting gunk reverberated around the container. Falling backwards into the gunk, her pretty face was obliterated by the chili as it slapped up against her. Concerned for her friend, Ava gasped when she realised where the trolley was heading. Sure enough, upon reaching the bottom of the hill, the trolley careered straight into the middle of the quagmire. Hitting a large boulder, the container overturned and catapulted the brunette straight into the deepest part of the muddy mire. Seconds later, the container comically landed right on top of her. Showered with five-hundred litres of chili, Lauren wailed as she slowly sank into the three-metre-deep muddy swamp, coating her body in three inches of viscid clay, mud and soil.

Worried for her friend, Ava ran down the hill as quickly as was humanly possible. Reaching the quagmire, she waded into the mud and somehow found the strength to lift the upturned container up off of Lauren. Laying headfirst in the mud, her bruised ego aside, by some miracle, Lauren was completely unhurt by her accident. Glancing down at the naked brunette, Ava couldn't resist the temptation to stare at her muddy bottom. Helping Lauren out of the mud, Ava glanced down at her quivering breasts and her matted bush, which were both hidden under inches of chili, mud and condiment. Watching Lauren become coated in gunk was a dream come true for Ava. For months now, Ava had fantasised about Lauren's naked body being coated in gunge, and now her utmost desires had been realised. Sure, Lauren had been slimed many times, but she was always wearing a wig, lessening the messy impact. Ava had even pied her, herself a few times, much to her enjoyment. But it had always been Cutesy the clown being humiliated, not cute, coy, little Lauren.

Slapping Lauren on her muddy rear, Ava gasped, "Lauren are you alright? What on earth just happened?" "The necklace, the red ruby necklace, it cursed me", the brunette gabbled, incomprehensively. "Right. Okay" Ava began, not believing her. Shaking her head, Ava continued, "Well, that serves you right for venturing alone into the forest. They don't call it the haunted Wood for nothing. Look, forget what I said earlier, I've changed my mind, you can have the night off if you like, to help you recover."

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 have you cursed, so far this evening?" "Leo, Andre, Bess and Lauren I think," Romina replied, feeling impressed by her efforts. "Hang on, didn't you also curse the blonde who you mistook for Bess earlier?" Cosetta suggested. "Did I? Oh, yeah, I think I did, thanks for reminding me", Romina interjected. "Good, well you should be able to fully control all of them by now, if you're feeling strong enough. We won't know how many people Farrah has possessed until we get closer to her."

Lathering her hair, Romina began, "Now about my mission. I've found Farrah, but I don't want to leave it here. If I could just bring her back, all by myself, then I could really prove my worth to mother." "But Mum strictly forbid you to engage with Farrah, we don't know how powerful she has become yet", Cosetta warned her. "Oh, come on. This is my chance. I might never get another one. Besides, you'll be watching, every step of the way", Romina reminded her. "True. Look, I'll support you, it really pains me when people look down on you, you mean everything to me Romina. I won't tell Mum, but she'll start to get suspicious if I don't report back on you regularly", Cosetta promised her. "Thanks sis, you're the best. You can always tell Mum that I'm making off with some hot guy, she's sure to believe you", Romina joked heartily.

Turning off the shower, Romina blew her sister a kiss. "Oh, one last thing before I go", Cosetta began, before teleporting a bucket of mud over her unfortunate sister. Moments later, the barrage of mud, splattered on down over the helpless teenager. "Sorry, I couldn't resist", gushed Cosetta, before blowing a kiss back at her sister.

Suddenly, Bess called out, "What on earth? Romina are you okay in there?" Panicking, Cosetta babbled, "I thought you said she couldn't hear anything." "She can't, but she can still see everything", Romina reminded her. "Oh, I'm so sorry Romina. She must have seen the mud, this is completely on me. Well it's on you but" Cosetta babbled, before being cut off mid-sentence.
For Bess, fully dressed, in a tight fitting, yellow waitress dress, with a bright blue apron tied around the waist, barged through her shower cubicle door, showing great concern for the muddy teenager. "Romina! I thought I saw mud fall from the ceiling. My goodness, you're covered in it, are you sure you're okay? It seemed to come out of nowhere."

Inspecting the naked teenager, Bess curiously scrutinized her nubile body and exclaimed, "Wow, your figure is amazing. Go on, show us that cute little ass as well Romina." With Cosetta having cut short the video link, Romina swiftly removed her mind control, so that Bess could hear her once again, without suspecting anything. Playing for time, as she removed her targeted deafness, Romina twirled around and wiggled her bum in Bess's face, who playfully slapped it three times in retaliation.

Chuckling, Bess then glanced up towards the ceiling. "Goodness, that's weird, there doesn't seem to be any damage to the ceiling, I wonder how the mud got in here? Thinking about it, this is the second time, in just fifteen minutes, that mud has appeared from nowhere and splattered all over you. I saw what happened when you fell through the trap door. I mentioned it to Andre but he was sure Kyle threw it over you, but I swear he didn't."

Glancing down, Bess realised that she had knocked Romina's necklace from the towel rail, when she'd slammed the shower cubicle door wide open. "I'm sorry, I hope its not damaged", Bess began, as she bent down to pick it up for the teenager. Wiping its surface, to check for scratches, Bess began, "Oh good, it seems okay." Suddenly, Cosetta's image returned on the surface of the Ruby. "Back so soon, did you get rid of Bess", the teenager began, before realising that she was speaking directly to the older waitress.

Confused, Bess glanced over to Romina who stammered, unable to explain what has happening. "Drat", Cosetta replied, as Bess continued to stare at her through the Ruby. Speaking over Bess, Romina suggested, "Shall I just mind control her to forgot everything?" "Mind control, forget everything?" Bess repeated, befuddled. But Cosetta sighed. "No, that spell is extremely dangerous. If you've never tried it before, you might fry her brain by accident. I think its best if you told her everything. Sorry Romina, I got you into this mess, but honesty is the best option here." Cosetta then broke off the video link and disappeared from the surface of the ruby. Bess meanwhile, picked up Romina's towel and threw it over the top of the shower cubicle. "Go on. You're not leaving here until you tell me absolutely everything." "Oh alright, but only if I shower at the same time, the mud is making me really itchy." Romina complained, as she scratched her bush in irritation.

"Talking about itches, I notice that you don't have that rash on your arm, unlike Leo, Andre and even Lauren", Bess reminded her. "Yeah, you're right, I'm afraid that is on me", Romina began, before explaining exactly what had happened in far greater detail than was truly necessary. Nevertheless, the blue-haired waitress still didn't believe her. Exasperated, the naked teen replied, "Look, I can mind control you, watch me. Whatever you do, don't touch your nose." Romina then took control of Bess' mind and made her touch her nose with her middle finger. Trying in vain to keep her hands from her face, Bess cried, "My God, you are telling the truth after all, this is pretty amazing. I knew there was something odd about you, the first time I met you. But look, I don't want Leo, Andre or myself to get tangled up in your little game, it sounds rather dangerous. Can you make our rashes disappear, so that we can all leave here safely?" "No, sorry, they will remain on you until I complete my mission. So, you're stuck with them until I retrieve both Farrah and the crystal ball, unfortunately", Romina sighed regretfully.

"So, you're saying that if Farrah goes on the run and escapes, we will all be cursed until the day you finally catch her? I can't vouch for the others, but I don't feel great. I've felt extra moody and irritable and extremely faint ever since you scratched me. Hence, I don't see how I have a choice but to help you. How much to the others know?" Bess sighed forlornly. "Absolutely nothing. They didn't even ask why I wanted to find Farrah. Isn't their ignorance great? Boys are useless. Look, how about I take control of Andre and show exactly what I can do? It will be really funny, watch me!" Romina suggested. "No don't!" Bess screeched, unexpectedly. "Why not?" Romina replied, rather taken aback by the waitress's devotion. "I don't want him to get hurt, what if you make a mistake? As you've said, you're only a novice and this is your first ever mission. I don't want you to fry his brains out", Bess exclaimed, worrisomely. "You really like him, don't you?" Romina replied, as she continued to wash the mud from her naked body. "I love him, but, but, I don't think he feels the same", Bess interjected. "Nonsense, Andre adores you", Romina insisted. "Then why hasn't he even asked me out for a date?" Bess reminded her. "Look, I could always control his mind and make him", Romina put forward. "No, don't you dare. I don't want a fake date, he has to ask me himself, he has to really mean it. Besides, he's barely even kissed me, and yet he's slept with Lauren!"

"What!" Romina cried, completely not expecting Bess' shocking revelation. Explaining, Bess added, "Six months ago, at a house party, we all got really drunk and Andre made out with her. She was practically throwing herself at him and he foolishly couldn't resist the temptation. I'd even told her beforehand that I fancied him and yet she stole him from me. A few hours later, Leo and I walked in on her lying nude and all over him on the sofa. So, we chucked a few buckets of freezing water over her and chased her naked into the front garden. She was so ashamed about what happened that she fled town and swiftly joined the circus. The problem is, even now, I don't think Andre even recognises her. Leo does, of course, I can tell, for he'd been trying to sleep with her too, only for Lauren to instead throw herself at Andre."

"The bitch!" Romina cried, before suggesting, "Hey, how about I demonstrate my long-distance powers on her then? We can really humiliate her, if it pleases you?" "Now that is a great idea", Bess replied, whilst rubbing her hands together gleefully in anticipation. Romina then exited the shower cubicle and wrapped her towel around her chest. Still soaking wet, yet decent, Romina suggested, "Great, but we still need Andre's help. But I promise, he won't get hurt, okay." "As long as you promise", Bess insisted. "Great, now call him in", Romina added, before slyly shifting her towel down to expose the majority of her breasts, teasingly.

As Andre stepped inside, Romina noted that despite her breasts being very much on display, he only had eyes for the blue haired waitress. Forgetting to fix her towel back up, Romina asked, "Hey Andre, I don't suppose you could do us both a favour? We want you to go back over to the gunge tank and buy two buckets of gunk. Then, we need you to give them to Lauren, don't pour them over her. Then, using video call, we want you to film everything that happens." Ever suspicious, Andre replied, "You two aren't setting me up, now are you?" "No, of course not. We wouldn't dream of it", Bess giggled. "Oh, okay then. Give me two minutes", Andre replied, before sprinting towards the outdoor stage and digging out his wallet.

Over on the main stage, Ava shivered as the cool wind blew against her bare, svelte legs. Oh, why was she wearing shorts in the evening? Glancing over at Lauren, she was glad that the clown wasn't wearing her wig, for it was finally revealing just how pretty she truly was to everyone. The pale brunette was thus attracting far more of the attention and hence receiving ninety percent of the mess thrown at them. Her boyfriend, Kyle, aka, Clumsy the Clown, was even leading the sales of pies and gunge to the braying, lustful audience.

Having attended the same high school as Kyle and Lauren, Ava was two years younger than the loving couple. Hence, being, tall, muscular and handsome, Kyle had been one of the most fancied and adored boys in the entire school, especially to the girls a few years below him. Of course, Ava was a lesbian and thus preferred the bookish, shy Lauren. At school, Lauren barely even registered in Kyle's world, for he was far too popular for her. Nevertheless, she had fancied him for years and was overjoyed when they were put into the same maths class at A Level. Every day, for two years, Lauren sat behind Kyle and moped after him. Now, ever since he was a young boy, Kyle had always been into pies and gunge, hence why the inevitable journey to him becoming a clown didn't really surprise anybody. But Lauren, she hated getting messy, so why she was a clown was completely mystifying to anybody who remotely knew her.

One day, at school, Kyle tricked the girls in his maths class into producing a video for pi day. Poor Lauren, had thus been pied and slimed and the video was uploaded onto YouTube, for millions of people to continually watch her humiliation. Then, one month later, Kyle himself, had even poured a bucket of mud over the unlucky teenager. Watching her wriggle and squirm, Kyle found it extremely gratifying. There was no better feeling than gunging an unwilling, pretty, yet deserving victim. For Lauren had been trying to set her friend Claire up to be gunged, only for her cunning plan to backfire.

But then, just as Kyle came to realise that he fancied her, school ended and everyone drifted away, one way or another. Four years later, days after being humiliated at a house party, Lauren felt the urge to escape her dreary life when she got wind of Kyle joining the circus. Chasing after him, Lauren signed up, hoping to get close to him. She hadn't realised just how messy clowns became and hated every last second of her nightly humiliations. Yet, her plan worked and within weeks Kyle asked her out. Now, five months later, he still couldn't keep his hands off her.

Normally, when she was pied or slimed, Lauren was wearing a wig, which offered her at least some protection. But today, sans wig, she was being absolutely obliterated. Watching Andre sidle up, Lauren squirmed. What was he doing back here? Oh, why had she thrown herself at him? She was drunk and he was handsome for sure, but why didn't he tell her that he had a girl ready and waiting? Furthermore, why hadn't he even acknowledged her, yet this entire evening? He can't have forgotten about sleeping with her surely? It was only six months ago, was she really that forgettable? Bess, of course, had been giving her dirty locks all evening. So clearly, she at least remembered.

Andre, meanwhile, bought two buckets of muck from Kyle and phoned Bess as he had been requested. "Right Andre, simply place the buckets in front of the gunge tank and film what happens next", Romina reminded him. Then, whispering to Bess, Romina asked, "So what would you like Lauren to do now?" "How about she fills her stockings with the mess to start with?" the waitress cackled back, evilly.

To Andre's great bemusement, Lauren opened up the door to the gunge tank and began to take off her stockings. Sexily, she wafted her legs in the air, giving the guys in the audience a great look at her thighs as she flashed them before them. Suddenly, Andre remembered where he'd seen Lauren before. She'd done the same trick when he'd slept with her. Slapping his head, he castigated himself for not realising. How had he been so stupid? It was almost as if he'd been hypnotized to forget about her. Clearly Bess would have recognised her hours ago, which was going to make things extremely awkward, when she finally mentioned it to Andre.

Lauren meanwhile, began to fill her left stocking right up to the rim with the lumpy custard. Unperturbed, she didn't stop until it was overflowing. Then, carefully, she began to pull the stocking back up her leg, causing the custard to ooze out all over her. Next, she filled the second stocking with barbecue sauce, before sliding that stocking back up her leg, as the crowd cheered her on in encouragement. "Wow, Lauren what are you doing?" Kyle cried, secretly turned on. "I didn't think you liked mess, you don't have to do this if you don't want to."

Blinking, Lauren looked down at her legs. "What the? Wait, I don't know, I suddenly just felt the urge to." Moments later, Lauren pulled off her left stocking, revealing a leg coated in yellow muck, before emptying the stocking all over her head and shoulders. The right stocking was thus emptied over her breasts, which she then massaged to ensure maximum coverage. Mouth agape, Kyle couldn't work out what was going on with his normally shy and bashful girlfriend. She seemed almost possessed, but he dared not stop her, for she was giving him an erection. "Kyle, pass me a pie please", the pale brunette then asked, before wiping it all over her face seductively.

On Bess' instruction, Andre then bought Lauren another messy bucket of marmalade, which she proceeded to slowly tip over her forehead. The marmalade took almost a minute to fully ooze out, coating every last millimetre of her face, making her wholly unrecognisable. Then, without prompting, Lauren opened out her top and began to wipe a custard pie over her breasts, as the growing audience rapaciously cheered her.

Turning to Andre, Kyle remarked, "Wow, just wow. I don't know how you did it, but you've finally awoken Lauren's love for getting messy. I can't thank you enough, I've been trying for months, without getting anywhere. Look, as a token of thanks, how about you empty the gunge tank all over her?" "You're not controlling Kyle as well, are you?" asked Bess, suspiciously. "No, I can't, I never tagged him. This is all him, what he's likely normally", Romina explained. "I like Kyle", Bess joked, before Romina added, "Me too, he's ace, isn't he?"

Andre meanwhile pulled the lever and gallons of thick, creamy porridge began to slap down all over Lauren's head and shoulders. Now fully free of Romina's mind control, Lauren had to admit that she rather enjoyed the thrill of getting messy. She was driving all the men wild, which made her all warm and fuzzy. Furthermore, Kyle seemed utterly besotted and didn't seem to recognise Andre, otherwise he would probably have punched him. The deluge lasted for over a minute and despite no longer being controlled by Romina, Lauren opened out her top again to ensure maximum coverage over her cleavage. Then, from the side nozzles, out shot mint and firecracker sauce, which absolutely obliterated her.

Watching on, Romina remarked, "Do you think we're being a little bit harsh?" "No, not at all. I don't think I can ever forgive her for sleeping with Andre." Andre meanwhile, bought one final custard pie and as the dregs of porridge dripped down over Lauren, smashed it into her face unrepentantly. "That's for humiliating Bess", he cried, as the crowd roared in appreciation. Similarly, Bess felt a warm glow of triumph emanate inside her as she watched her rival's utter humiliation.

Back in the showers, Romina boasted, "I can do more than just mind control, I can also do mind exchange. Would you like to swap bodies?" Unsure, Bess replied, "Hmm, I'm not sure, are you certain it is completely safe?" "Well I exchanged minds with Lauren earlier. Didn't you think it was suspicious when she said higher than a Queen during higher or lower?"

"Oh, go on then", Bess relented. Grinning, Romina paused for a moment and projected her mind towards the waitress. Suddenly, Bess found her mind floating out of her youthful body. Moments later, she found herself looking down on her own face and shoulders, before floating inside Romina's. Blinking, disbelievingly, she stared back at herself from the teenager's perspective. Bess, as Romina, held her hands out and began to poke and prod her nose, cheeks and forehead. Then, cheekily, she removed her towel and began to admire her new body in all its glory. "I've always wanted to have a body as hot as this", she exclaimed, as she squeezed her boobs, before nervously lowering her left hand down to her pubic area. Shaking her head, Romina watched on as Bess began to tentatively slip her fingers inside her private area. "Goodness, this is what it looks like to Cosetta when she catches me masturbating!" Romina joked to herself, as Bess became ever adventurous.

Bending down, Bess, as Romina, began to do the splits, marvelling, "I've always wanted to do that, can I keep your body?" Bess then proceeded to do ten star jumps, bouncing her breasts up and down as Romina felt herself almost being turned on by her own body. Feeling brave, Bess asked, "You know what? I've always wondered what it must be like to kiss me. Hold still Romina, would you sweetie?"

Bess, as Romina, still completely naked, slowly sauntered up to her real, fully clothed body. Tentatively, she pressed Romina's bare, pert, breasts against her real chest, before grinding her hips against Romina.

Then, smacking Romina's lips up against her own, she slipped in her tongue and began to snog herself passionately. Romina meanwhile, fully turned on herself, eagerly reciprocated. Lowering her hands down to her sides, she wrapped her arms across her own, real backside and squeezed her svelte cheeks playfully. Unlike Bess, she had no desire to take off any of her/Bess' clothes, for she was unsure just how far the waitress was willing to take things.

Moments later, two buckets, filled with pink gunge and melted chocolate, suddenly teleported into the changing rooms. Glancing around, Bess read a note exclaiming, "Guys, this is hot. My regards, Cosetta." Then, before Romina could stop her, Bess sprinted over to the buckets. Instinctively, Bess ducked her/Romina's head inside the bucket of chocolate, ensuring maximum coverage. Next, she tipped the remainder of the bucket over her breasts, before laying down and pouring the bucket of pink gunge all over her.

"Hey", Romina cried before switching their minds back, a few seconds too late to stop her. "Sorry, I just couldn't resist", Bess joked as suddenly a large banoffee pie teleported into her palms. Giggling, she splattered the pie into Romina's face, before wiping the caramel goo all over her. Then, moments later, Andre knocked on the door to tell them that he'd returned and Bess called him inside, as Romina raced to find a towel.

Scooping the towel around her shoulders, just a moment too late, Romina realised that as Andre walked in, he had caught a perfect view of her small, pert, gooey bottom. Blushing, she wrapped the towel around her chest and blushed, almost dropping the towel to her feet as she straightened it. Fortunately, however, Andre was already captivated by Bess and staring at her. Relieved, Bess purred in delight. Andre had passed the test and ignored Romina as best he could, after Bess purposely tricked him into walking in on her. Chirping, Bess began, "Thanks for that Andre, you really made my day. Seeing Lauren get gunged was hilarious." Stammering in response, all Andre managed was, "Gee, that's okay, no problem." Overcome by guilt, he wanted to apologise for sleeping with Lauren. He just couldn't find the words to say it.

Realising his quandary, Romina broke her promise to Bess and began to talk to Andre via telekinesis. "Andre, don't be afraid, tell Bess how you truly feel." Feeling a sudden rush to his brain, Andre felt immediately energised. Overcoming his fears, he bubbled, "Bess, you know, I really, really, really like you. I adore you, to be honest. You're the prettiest, funniest, smartest girl in the entire Universe. I'm sorry for sleeping with Lauren, I know I shouldn't have. Please, can you forgive me and perhaps go on a date sometime?" Overjoyed, Bess replied, "Why, I thought you'd never ask. Absolutely! Andre, I adore you!" Bess then turned to Romina accusingly, who deceitfully shrugged as if to say, "It wasn't me Bess." Though, it really wasn't. For Romina only implored him to say how he felt and express his true feelings. She didn't tell or make him say anything, whatsoever.

Taking Andre by the hand, Bess turned around and said, "I need to start my shift at the hot dog stand in ten minutes. If you need us later, just let me know, we'll come running straight away, I promise." Andre turned to Bess confused, whilst Romina nodded, knowingly. Andre then kissed Bess on the lips, before remarking, "That's funny, your lips are warm. If I didn't know better, I'd say that you two had just been kissing." "Oh Andre, I wouldn't dream of kissing anybody else", Bess replied, before winking at Romina and leading her man from the showers.

No more than a minute later, with Romina still wearing nothing but her towel, Leo returned and knocked loudly on the door to the changing rooms. "Romina, are you still in there?" the Spaniard shouted, in between panting. "I am, please come in", Romina replied, whilst adjusting down her towel. Stepping inside, Leo's eyes were immediately drawn to her heaving chest. "Up here, silly", she teasingly repeated, just like earlier in the evening. "Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to", Leo sputtered. "Anyway, I have some good news. I found Farrah inside the purple tent, just like Ava had promised. It was really weird, she shouted, "Plum", at me and didn't even recognise me."

Startled, Romina shuddered. "Hang on, why would she recognise you Leo?" she asked accusingly. "Oh, yeah, sorry. Look, Romina, I've been lying to you. Andre and I have met Farrah before, at a house party. I told him not to say anything, because if we had, we would have found Farrah instantly, instead of spending the entire evening with you. You see, I find you very attractive and I think you like me, so I wanted to hang out with you. I'm so sorry for lying to you."

Accepting his word, Romina replied, "Oh Leo, you utter, downright rascal. It's a good job then that I find bad boys irresistible. I need to have another shower; would you care to join me?" she asked before throwing off her towel. Standing completely naked before Leo, Romina revelled in the power she held over him. Quivering in awe, as he glanced down lustfully, he marvelled at her every curve before replying, "Why, I'd love to." "Well then, take off your shirt and trousers!" Romina bade him salaciously.

Acquiescing, Leo swiftly undressed, before Romina lent in to kiss him. Rubbing her breasts against his hairy chest, she whispered, "Don't ever lie to me again Leo, I have to trust you." Taking control, the teenager then led the Spaniard towards the showers. But just as she opened the shower cubicle door, ten litres of mud mysteriously appeared above Romina. Cascading down upon her, the mud engulfed her entire body, whilst barely splashing over a horrified Leo. Wiping gunk from her eyes, Romina insisted, "Leo, I'm sure you have many, many questions. But why don't you make love to me first and then I'll explain everything afterwards?" Turning on the shower, Romina stepped under the warm flow of the water, before effusing, "Come on Leo, what are waiting for?"

Fifteen minutes later, Romina rested her head against Leo's chest as they cuddled up together, whilst sitting naked in the showers. Water still pouring over their heads, Leo exclaimed, "You know, today has truly been my lucky day. Meeting you has just been beyond amazing." Playfully, he took Romina's necklace from around her neck and kissed her nipples teasingly. Then, slipping the necklace over his shoulders he continued, "Andre is always complaining that I'm a lucky person. Or more specifically everyone else is always unlucky around me."

Standing up to go to the toilet, Leo continued his conversation with the dreamy teenager. "Bess is always complaining that I jinx everyone. I mean, its nonsense of course, I don't really have the power to make anyone unlucky. It was a joke when I jinxed Lauren. But I can hardly be held responsible for everything bad that's happened to her. All I said, was 'Lauren, I jinx you for ten years' and now she blames me for all her misfortune. I mean, Romina, if I said, "Romina, I jinx you for five years', that's hardly going to make bad things happen to you is it?"

Arising from her partial slumber, Romina paused for a moment. It was true, Lauren was extremely unlucky. She'd lost twenty consecutive games of higher and lower to Farrah for goodness sake and she'd spent all evening, finding new and creative ways to get messy. Farrah couldn't have given Leo a superpower, could she? Startled, Romina sprang up and shouted, "Leo, Leo, are you there", when she heard the shower room go eerily quiet. Searching the cubicles, in a panic, she realised that he had, somehow, vanished. Furthermore, he'd taken her ruby necklace with him!

Distraught, Romina poked her head out of the changing room door, but couldn't see him anywhere. Instead, Andre ambled passed, carrying four buckets of condiments. "Andre, have you seen Leo?" she cried, worrisomely. "No why? I'm just taking some sauces to Bess; do you need anything?" "Yeah, could you come inside for a moment?" Romina replied, aghast and close to tears.

Slipping on her towel, Romina screamed as it dropped to the floor, the very moment Andre burst inside to meet her. Covering her private parts, Romina tried to pick up the towel, only to fall flat on her face before him. Wiggling her bum in the air, she thought to herself, 'Leo can't have actually jinxed me, can he?" Covering herself, Romina sheepishly demanded, "Andre, Leo told me the truth. You both know Farrah, don't you?"

Putting the condiments down, Andre admitted, "Yeah, we met her at the house party, where I slept with Lauren. Leo was trying to flirt with her all evening, but she threw herself at me, much to his great frustration. We were all rather drunk and Leo loudly cursed her. Overhearing, Farrah claimed that she could give him the power of jinx, if he let her hypnotise him. It was all nonsense, of course, but it seemed funny at the time, believe me. Hypnotising Leo, Farrah claimed that every time she said the word 'plum' he had to do everything she demanded. Farrah got Leo to dance around like a chicken, it was hilarious. In truth, he was clearly just playacting, obviously. But then, Bess and Leo walked in on me and Lauren. Enraged and deeply hurt, Leo then jinxed Lauren, cursing her with ten years of bad luck. Then, Leo and Bess threw ten buckets of freezing water all over us. Miraculously, somehow, all ten buckets splattered over Lauren, despite, I swear, five of them being thrown in my direction. It was really weird, but we were all slightly drunk, so nobody else seemed to notice.

Then, as Bess chased her from the house, Lauren slipped on a banana skin and landed headfirst into a strawberry trifle. Moments later, Bess locked her outside and within a minute, her teacher, her parents and her old school bully all walked passed and saw her flail around naked. It was such a crazy coincidence, though extremely funny. Distraught at upsetting Bess, I made a passing remark to Farrah, asking if I could forget about everything that had just happened. Then, you know what, I did forget, until about half an hour ago, when I saw Lauren gunge herself. Perhaps, I'd had too much to drink, hence why I couldn't remember her, but it's weird that I now have an extremely vivid memory of exactly what happened. Its almost as if you're drawing the truth out of me."

Horrified, Romina realised that upon seeing Leo, Farrah had triggered his hypnotic word, 'plum', and enslaved him. Presumably, he was taking the ruby necklace to her right this very second. This meant, of course, that she clearly knew she was coming. "Andre, do you think, I'm unlucky?" Romina asked, as her towel slipped from her shoulders yet again. Completely naked, Romina blushed as Andre began, "No, of course not, oh, okay, maybe just a little. What? Has Leo cursed you Lauren?" "Something like that. Hey, to test this, could we conduct a little experiment?" Romina suggested. Continuing, she added, "Open up, each of those four buckets, close your eyes and randomly throw them in any direction. Bess won't mind, trust me." "Oh okay", Andre tentatively repeated, unsure of how this was helping. Nevertheless, in doing as requested, Andre shut his eyes and twirled around five times, before one after the other, throwing the four buckets into the air without looking. Opening his eyes, he gasped in horror as he saw Romina, naked and utterly covered in ketchup, mustard, mayonnaise and brown sauce before him. Wiping her eyes, the teenager cried, "Andre, go get Bess. We have a serious problem!"