This story turned out a lot longer than I had planned so I'll publish it in parts. More to come!

First time publishing on UMD so I'd love your comments on how to improve/what you'd like to see in the future.

Copyright Pedro Camacho UMD 2020 (C)

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The four girls giggled as they waited for someone to respond to the intercom and let them into the Custard Factory.

"... so this place used to be an actual factory that made custard then?" continued Katrina, who was looking forward to playing the escape room but was a little apprehensive about the fact that the website had advised them to bring a change of clothes. She said it with her usual broad smile and none of the others could tell she was nervous.

The four of them were in high spirits, having just spent the last couple of hours at dinner celebrating Anna's birthday. They'd got through four bottles of prosecco between them, though Lucy had had more than her share and was very bubbly.

Before anyone could answer Katrina's question, the door was opened by a chubby brunette girl in her early twenties wearing a bright yellow t-shirt who greeted them cheerfully.

"Hello! Welcome to the Custard Factory! My name is Christa and I'll be your gamesmaster for the evening. And yes, this did used to be a factory that made actual custard and other desserts; we've taken that as the theme for our escape rooms."

As Christa took the gang through to the reception the girls marveled at the place. The entrance area still had the industrial look of a small old fashioned warehouse, with bare brick walls and cartons of custard wrapped up into pallets that looked like they were about to be loaded onto a lorry for delivery to a supermarket. On closer inspection however, they were shaped as very rectangular armchairs were ready for visitors to sit on. Against the walls of the reception area were items of machinery, Lucy's eye was caught by a metal cabinet with buttons and handles with a conveyor belt leading out of it. It didn't look like the machine worked anymore.

Katrina's trepidation increased as a gurgling noise brought her eyes upward to translucent pipework suspended from the ceiling. A gloopy yellow liquid flowed through the pipes and Katrina watched it as it filled the pipe around the entire room until the pipe went through a gap in the wall and out of sight. She gulped.

Christa reached the desk and started to explain the game.

"There has been a custard factory on this site since shortly after custard was invented in 1919. Making custard used to be a very messy business with the ingredients mixed by hand at first and the factory workers would frequently get splashed. Of course modern machinery makes it a lot less messy, and now that the Custard Factory is an escape room there are no longer people making custard here. That doesn't necessarily mean you'll stay clean though!"

She grinned with a look that dared the girls to ask if she we joking, but didn't stop to let them ask.

"If you've played an escape room game before then you should know what you're doing. There's a series of rooms with puzzles to solve to unlock the door to the next area. You've got an hour to solve the puzzles and escape. If you get stuck you can ask for clues; I'll be watching on the monitors and listening from out here.

Now, this is the Custard Factory of course so there is a twist! I see you've booked onto the Custard Factory Classic challenge and we aim to give you a "traditional" experience. There is a chance you might get messy when solving the puzzles. Don't worry, we've got showers and changing rooms for you to use before you go home. You can leave your bags in the lockers. Have you all got a change of clothes?"

"What?!?" blurted Lucy, "I didn't realise we needed a change of clothes." The other girls tittered. This was classic Lucy. She lived for the moment, always wanting to try new experiences and didn't have a close eye for planning. Christa joined the girls in giggling, and momentarily imagined what Lucy's gothic look, pale skin, black hair and black floor-length sundress which emphasised her busty cleavage would look like covered in custard. She was usually very professional in keeping her personal interest in sploshing separate from her work, but sometimes her mind wandered.

"Not to worry" Christa chipped in, "we have a range of Custard Factory merchandise available to purchase if you'd like buy a t-shirt." Lucy stuck her tongue out at Christa cheekily. Christa smiled back, continued and asked the girls to nominate a team captain.

"I reckon it should be the birthday girl" Elena volunteered and the gang quickly settled on Anna. Anna was dressed to impress, with a slinky little black cocktail dress that was provocatively short. It was backless, a halterneck cut in a plunging neckline of a narrow strip of fabric that struggled to hold her ample bosom in place. She prided herself on being a bit of a barbie and her platinum blonde hair was dyed to match her icon.

"Good choice" Christa concluded, but was secretly disappointed that it wasn't Lucy. She knew what was in store for the captain and something about her brief interaction with Lucy suggested that she'd enjoy it. "Right, I'll take Anna to get set up in the captain's area and then we can all get started." Anna's black heels clacked against the floor as she was led up the corridor and took her into one of the rooms. She wiggled her arse as she walked and waved back to her friends blowing a kiss.

Lucy, Elena and Katrina looked around at the posters, advertising other Custard Factory promotions. Lucy thought that the 'Gemstone Labyrinth' looked like fun. There were some photos of previous teams playing the Classic game. Some of them looked like they'd been splashed with custard, but none of them looked super messy. Katrina was keen to discuss their tactics for the game. A few minutes later Christa came back to the reception without Anna and took the remaining girls to a different room to begin.

As she went to leave, she left the girls with the following message as she closed the door behind her: "you have 60 minutes to solve the puzzles, find the clues and rescue your captain otherwise she'll be getting very messy! Each room will give you one part of a code to solve the final challenge and release Anna. Good luck!"

Katrina expressed her surprise that Anna wasn't immediately joining them.

The escapers found themselves in a room shaped like a shipping container. It was very dim, with the only light coming from the green LEDs of a digital clock on one of the long walls counting down from 60 minutes, and a range of smaller lights on buttons spread across the wall below the clock.

Elena took charge: "I can't see a thing, how do we turn the lights on? Kat, you press some of those buttons, Lucy you see if you can find anything else."

Lucy began to feel around the walls near the door for a light switch, but to no avail.

Katrina cautiously began pressing the buttons on the long wall. She hadn't realised that Anna wouldn't be playing the game with them and wondered where she had gone. As she started pressing buttons she heard again the gurgling sound of liquid bubbling through pipes that she had heard in the reception. It was a lot louder now. Pressing the next button Katrina shrieked. A jet of custard spurted from the wall and painted a yellow line upwards from her waist to the shoulder of her emerald green top and continuing onto the floor behind her. It hit her with a some force, splashing her cheek.

"Eeeeeee!! Eww! Eww! Eww! Something's just sprayed me!"

Lucy wondered what was going on and was still hugging the walls trying to find the light switch, while Elena smiled mischievously; her plan was falling into place.

"Just press all the buttons and get the lights on!" Elena commanded.

Reluctantly, Katrina continued pressing the illuminated buttons. Twice more arcs of custard ejected from the wall and spattered her. One sprayed her jeans and the other slashing downwards across her face and arm. Both left streaks on the floor.

All of the buttons had been pressed and the room remained stubbornly dark. Determinedly, Katrina began running her now slimey hands across the wall. Her hand brushed a sliding switch that acted as a dimmer and the room became suddenly illuminated. She looked down at herself and shook her head. The golden custard was dribbling downwards and cast a stark contrast against the green and blue. It felt gooey on her arms and she could feel gravity pulling the drips down her chest towards the open cut of her top.

Elena, now able to see how messy her friend had got, burst into laughter. Lucy also laughed. She had done zero research about the escape room and still wasn't sure what was going to happen. A few sprays of custard wouldn't be that bad she thought.

"My god, look at you Kat! Five minutes in and you're already messy!" Elena called out from the middle of the room. "Right, now we can see let's give the room a proper search".

The long wall with the clock on was revealed to be designed as an industrial instrumentation panel and, now able to see, the girls began to examine it more closely. Factory blueprints marked the panel showing how the pipes and machinery were laid out.

Lucy found a small door on the panel and pulled the handle. Behind the door was an empty cavity the size of a microwave oven. She moved onto the opposite wall, which was painted black, and empty apart from a set of curtains. Behind the curtains was a window, however the surface was mirrored and Lucy couldn't see anything through it. Spread out above the window across the length of the room were three rings the size of dinner plates. It looked like the material of the panel inside the ring was different to the rest of the wall.

At the far end of the room a perspex cabinet reminiscent of a large fishtank stood against the wall, next to a large door with an electronic lock on. The cabinet was divided down the middle by a plastic panel. The right hand side was filled with custard, and sticking out into the left hand side was the arm of a small seesaw. The bottom of the left hand side had a hatch a little larger than a post box, and the there were holes cut in the top of the box on either side not large enough to fit a hand in. The girls gathered around the tank and tried to work out its secret. Lucy nearly slipped on the spilt custard on the floor on her way over.

"I reckon we've got to get the seesaw to come down and push the key up out of the hole on the other side" calculated Lucy.

Katrina was trying to reach her hand up through the post box but couldn't get very far. She knelt down to look underneath the box and found a comically sized Big Red Button. She looked up to the ceiling to see if there was another custard trap awaiting the person to press the button.

"If I press this, what are the chances I'm going to get gunged again?" she asked fearfully.

"Oh give over! I'll do it." Lucy jumped in, not caring about a custardy fate and barging Katrina out the way. She pressed the Big Red Button and three things happened.

Firstly, Lucy did not get gunged. She was a little disappointed.

Secondly, within the box a hidden slot above the seesaw opened with a mechanical whirring sound and a flan case was pushed out onto the platter of the seesaw. The seesaw dipped a little under its weight. A nozzle squirted custard into the flan case.

The girls were startled by a disembodied scream.

It sounded like it was coming from the room beyond the curtain.

They rushed to the window and peered through, but still it was impossible to see anything through it. Katrina tried the window handle but it was locked. She called out.

"Is there someone there? Are you alright?"

"Kat? Is that you?" It was Anna's voice beyond the window, a mix of annoyance and relief. "What just happened, something slimey just dropped on my head and its dribbling down my neck. Also, what the hell's going on? Did you know I was going to get tied up?!!"

"What?! No! What do you mean?" Katrina replied with alarm.

"When the girl from the front brought me through to the captain's room she stood me here, locked my head and hands into these stocks and told me that you guys would be coming to let me out, turned the lights out and left me on my own and then just now something icky landed on my head. This is NOT the way I imagined spending my birthday" Anna finished with a humph. The immediate panic had dissipated and Anna was beginning to see the silliness of the situation. Elena saw herself smirking in the mirrored glass and quickly changed her expression to a surprised look before the others noticed.

Katrina explained their progress so far, and asked Anna if she had any other information that could help them. Anna explained that there was a padlock with a combination that locked her into the stocks and that the others needed to get the combination. It was too dark in Anna's room for her to see anything else. Lucy suggested that Anna's description of the stocks made it sound more like a pillory, but Anna was not interested in wasting any time in discussing semantics.

12 minutes had passed.

While the girls were talking to the window, the flan dish had been filled to the brim with custard, mirroring the flow of custard over Anna's head in the other room. The seesaw sank a little further but was still not close to being reachable from the postbox at the bottom. As this was happening the third thing happened. The microwave shaped box had made a "ping" noise, but unfortunately Anna's scream meant that nobody had heard this.

Lucy went back to the cabinet and put two fingers into the custard through the hole in the top of the right hand side, hoping to reach the key. Her fingers found nothing but custard. She flicked her hand at Katrina as she pulled them out.

"What now then?" she asked, "what can we do to get this custard pie down? It looks like it's missing something". The flan case with bare custard topping didn't look like the types of custard pie that Lucy had seen on TV.

"Let's push the button again and get another one on there" suggested Katrina, emboldened now that she knew there wasn't a messy forfeit for pressing the button. At least not in this room. "Anna my dear, we're going to press the button again so prepare yourself."

Anna groaned but did not protest. Katrina pressed the Big Red Button again.

A "nuh-uh" buzzer sound came from the hidden slot, but a second pie case didn't appear.

Another drizzle of custard poured onto the back of Anna's head and this second serving had now covered her long blonde hair. Forced into leaning slightly forward by the pillory her hair hung in front of her body and the custard drip-drip-dripped to the floor. The custard was also flowing slowly down her bare back and over her shoulders. She felt that this second serving was warmer and was grateful. If she was going to be stood here covered in custard for an hour at least it could be warm.

This time Anna didn't scream, which meant that when the microwave box pinged again in the first room the girls heard it. Elena walked over to it and found a can of squirty cream inside.

"We can squirt that on the pie to weigh it down!" Shouted Lucy excitedly. Now that she had seen it she knew that the creamy top is what the custard pie was missing. She wasted no time in, pointing the nozzle through the left hand hole in the top of the cabinet and raining cream down onto the custard topped flan case.

The seesaw was delicately balanced so that the whole can of cream was needed to weigh the pie down to the bottom and make it accessible through hatch. As it reached the bottom a small cube rose through the hole in the top on the other side.

"The key!" shouted Katrina, elated to be able to move on and get closer to liberating her friend from her custard shower. She grabbed the cube and tried to open it like a ring box. The cube however was solid and did not open.

Lucy went to take the pie out of the hatch. The cream had settled a little, but the pie was still nearly a foot tall. Lucy dipped her finger into the piled cream and licked it clean. With custard on the floor and now cream in the air a sweet sugary scent wafted through the room. No longer weighed down by the pie the seesaw returned to the top of the box.

Katrina looked back at the panel on the long wall and saw that next to the custard squirting light switches there were three square recesses. She put the cube into one of the spaces and looked at the big door next to the custard fishtank expectantly.

Nothing happened.

"We're going to have to press the custard switch again" she sighed. The custard again traced a line upwards from her waist. This time however, the custard sprayed her stomach, chest, neck and hit her fully in the face. She could taste custard in her mouth. Katrina was exasperated. She was the only one who had got messy so far and she wanted to even the score.

The custard spray continued over her head, and some of it splashed Lucy's shoes, causing her to slip. As she slipped she lurched forwards with the pie that she was carrying launching it at Katrina's bum. It landed with a thump on her tight jeans and sprayed custard and cream up her back and down her legs adding to the sloppy mess on the floor. Katrina was not expecting this and shrieked again, sputtering custard out of her mouth. Lucy and Elena couldn't help laughing again.

She wiped her eyes with her fingers and flicked the custard back at Lucy. Other than a little custard on the soles of their shoes, Lucy and Elena remained clean.

"Oh my god I'm sorry, I slipped, that was an accident!" Lucy said, struggling to get the words out through the laughter.

"I can feel the custard soaking into my bra and knickers, this is such a weird feeling! I am going to get you back for that" Katrina replied, also starting to laugh. "It might be today, it might be tomorrow, it might be when you least expect it but watch your back!"

The pie on her ass left her feeling a cool wetness between her legs. The custard on her front had by now flowed down the inside of her top and she could feel a glob of it dripping between her perky tits and down her toned belly. "It won't be long before that reaches my panties" she thought to herself. She could feel her nipples hardening and moved her hands to her chest to cover them, embarrassed by the naughtiness of her situation and how public she was. She made a motion of brushing the slime off of her top.

Despite the mess, pressing the button had this time led to progress. A row of yellow lights now blinked from the seesaw box to the three rings on the wall with the window. One ring lit up red, and a second set of red blinking lights led from the rings to the big door.

"OK, so the custard tank is linked to the rings, and that's linked to the door" Elena observed.

Lucy had a brainwave and picked up the still very custardy flan dish from the floor. She pressed it into the illuminated red ring, the diameter of the flan matching the size of the ring perfectly. The ring turned from red to yellow, as did the path of lights from that ring to the door. The door clicked.

"Yes! We're getting somewhere finally!" Lucy celebrated "one down, two to go - we've got to throw the pies at the rings. I'll get the pie, Kat you get the block, and Elena you just keep standing there giving us moral support". It hadn't gone unnoticed by Lucy that Elena had been keeping very quiet and had not been very helpful.

Lucy pressed the Big Red Button again, and was pleased to see a new flan case move onto the now empty platter. Elena threw her the can of cream from the microwave box and she squirted a little into her mouth playfully and emptied the rest onto the pie. A second cube rose from the custard side of the seesaw and Katrina pushed it into the waiting space next to the second button.

The custard in Katrina's top had now reached her waistline, and while Lucy and Elena were seeing to the pie on the seesaw she had carefully pulled the front of her jeans and her knickers forwards to let the blob continue downwards. She was surprised at how good it felt, mindfully concentrating on the drip, and was curious to see what it would feel like against her most sensitive parts.

She had also worked out where the nozzles were in the wall, and as she went to press the second cube button she placed herself closer to the wall. She shut her eyes. This time the custard lashed across the top of her head and face. More custard this time fell onto her shoulders, down the inside of her top and glazed the top of her breasts. The drip towards her navel became a more consistent flow and Katrina again subtley pulled her waistband out. She kept her eyes shut and savoured the feeling of warm pudding in her underwear.

"Blimey Kat, you got a faceful that time" Lucy laughed. She had noticed Kat's hand guiding the custard into her pants but didn't mention it. She wondered if it was deliberate. The feeling of silky custard on her fingers was pleasant, and she could imagine the sensation of having custard on other parts of her body. "I am going to get messy before we finish here" she thought to herself.

The second ring had become illuminated and Lucy threw the second pie at it from some steps away. Cream and custard ricocheted off the wall and splashed Elena slightly. She glared at Lucy, who looked back at her with a "what are you going to do?!" look. The door clunked a second time and the one remaining red light indicated they were getting close.

She pressed the Big Red Button again for a final pie.

"How much more of that have you got!" shouted Anna from the other room. Of course, each time Lucy had pressed the button Anna had received another showering of custard. The pudding had also spread down Anna's back and reached her ass, but she was not having the same sensations as Kat. "This is so humiliating" she thought to herself, "it's MY birthday and I'm locked in here, getting covered in custard. Who's idea was this?!"

"This is the last one lovely!" Lucy replied "or at least I think so!"

As Kat plucked the final cube out of the custard box she walked back towards the panel and
questioned herself as to whether she was brave enough to do what she was thinking about doing. She could feel her own wetness adding to the custard in her pants and knew that the last nozzle would hit her legs, was she going to push this sensation further still? Would Lucy and Elena notice what was going on?

She pressed the final block into its space and hit the button. The custard blasted her hard in the crotch of her jeans and she gave a small involuntary shudder. The custard in her pants covered her pussy and the pressured spurt of the nozzle massaged it through the fabric. "Jesus that feels good" she thought to herself. She turned to face her friends and made a look of fake surprise while starting to laugh.

"Wow Kat you're covered front and back!" laughed Lucy. The crotch shot confirming for her that Kat was indeed very aware of her own messiness and was taking an R-Rated approach to the escape room.

"Yeah and you two are both spotless! If there's any messy stuff in the next room one of you is doing it."

"Well that seems fair" Lucy replied, her own longing for messiness increasing. She pressed the final pie into the ring, the lights turned from red to yellow and the big door clunked for a third time and swung open, giving way to the next room.

The clock showed 31 minutes remaining.




Meanwhile, Christa sat in the office with a big grin on her face. She was watching the girls on the CCTV cameras installed in the rooms for safety and to give hints if needed. The girls had been making steady if slow progress through the puzzle and she had chosen not to interrupt them.

Already this was one of the messiest sessions she had seen. After getting one spray from the nozzles people usually try to avoid them, but Katrina was actively putting herself in their way. Was she secretly a splosher after Christa's own heart? She had also seen Kat let the custard fill her knickers and wondered how much further she would go. This would definitely be a video to keep and watch again later!


TO BE CONTINUED...