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.

Part 1: https://umd.net/stories/i/the-custard-factory-i-the-escape-room-pa-2/
Part 2: https://umd.net/stories/the-custard-factory-i-the-escape-room-pa-3




Lucy, Katrina and Elena cheered when they saw the big door open. They raced into the next room, keen to catch up some time and finish the escape room in the next half hour. The lights came on as they entered.

The second room was, similarly to the first, shaped like a shipping container, with an industrial control panel on one long wall, a window on the opposite wall, and a further locked door at the far end. In this room however the window was not mirrored, and through it the girls got their first view of their bedraggled friend Anna, whose head and hands poked through the holes of a pillory in the adjoining room. The lights in her room had also come on.

"Oh my god look at you!" said Lucy gleefully.

Anna was facing the window and the leaning-over angle forced on her body by the pillory combined with the low cut of her dress meant that the others had a great view of her cleavage. Her round tits had escaped the custard so far, which had mainly dropped on her head and flowed down her bare back, which now glistened. The four jugs of custard dropped over her had left her blonde hair matted and, while she put on a outward smile for her friends, she was inwardly fuming that the time and effort she had spent in looking gorgeous for her birthday had been ruined. She wondered if Elena had known how messy this would be when she had suggested it.

Elena, by contrast, was loving how the evening was turning out. She had known very well that it was going to be messy and was delighted that Anna had ended up getting the brunt of it. The bitch deserved it after what she had done. Elena was also glad that she had survived unscathed so far, though knew that she would likely have her turn in this room. She was wearing a white vest top, and her black bra was teasingly visible through it. She wore colourful skintight leggings. "At least they'll be easy to clean" she thought.

Lucy was also upbeat. She thought back momentarily to Christa and wondered whether she was being flirty in the reception, or just being a friendly host. Maybe it was because she was still tipsy from the prosecco over dinner, or maybe it was because the silliness of seeing her friends doused in custard was leading her mind to saucy places, but she was eager to get messy in this room to feel for herself what it was like.

Katrina was already in a saucy place. Her initial apprehension about getting messy had quickly dissolved and she now stood covered head to toe in custard. Normally the quiet introvert of the group she was surprising herself by how much she was willing to make herself the centre of attention. The sensation of custard and cream on her skin excited her. She wanted to touch her crotch to rub in the custard that was pooled inside her knickers but felt this was a step too far in such a public place. "I'll wait until I'm in the shower" she thought to herself, but this made her even hornier. "What the hell's come over me?!"

"Right you two" Katrina led, forcing herself out of her reverie, "go and press some buttons or something. You're the ones getting messy in this room."

Elena looked around the room. With better illumination she could see that the floor in this room was black and patterned with swirls. The obvious thing to investigate was a treasure chest at the far end of the room, in the place where the seesaw box had stood in the first. Lucy raced to open it and was again disappointed to find that it wasn't booby trapped with mess.

"Ohhhkaay" she said with a confused tone. "Wellies." She held up a large pair of wellington boots. "There's three pairs." She looked inside them but found nothing.

"It looks like a footprint over here" Elena shouted, pointing to two foot shaped swirls in the floor pattern in front of the long wall. They happened to be in front of another Big Red Button on the panel. "Oh and obviously here's a Big Red Button! This must be it."

"I'm not pressing it!" Kat reminded everyone cheerfully.

"So what do you think then?" asked Lucy analytically. "Stand on the footprints? Put the boots on the footprints? Wear the boots and stand on the foot prints? Are there any other footprints in the room?"

They looked quickly round the room and found three more swirls on the floor that could be shaped like feet.

"Just bloody do something!" shouted Anna from the other room. She was starting to ache from standing in the pillory and as she watched them through the window their lack of urgency added to her annoyance.

"Okay, okay" Lucy replied. "I'll press the button."

She tingled with anticipation as she stood on the footprints in front of the panel. Surely this time she would be met with a messy forfeit? She pressed the Big Red Button.

A small hatch opened in the panel and two nozzles extended, stopping just in front of Lucy's knees. This time she was in luck! They started spraying custard onto the hem of her dress and and very quickly her feet and black plimsolls were covered in thick gooey pudding. It pooled in her shoes, and on the floor around her feet. lt had been worth the wait. The custard felt velvety against her smooth skin and she scrunched her toes in the mess, relishing the sensation. She wanted more. She understood now why Katrina was guiding custard into her trousers. "Oh shit, I'm not wearing underwear today" she suddenly thought to herself, remembering that she was naked beneath her sundress on this warm summer day.

"Aaargh!" Anna squealed through the window. The Big Red Button had again delivered punishment to her also. The other three girls spun round to watch her receive her fate. This time it was not her hair that got a shower, rather her legs. Custard dropped from above her and was expertly aimed to hit her on the back of her knees. "Ooooh that tickles!!" she giggled, her whole body jiggling in reaction to the sensation.

"Your tits look great babe!" teased Elena, watching Anna's boobs heave up and down and come perilously close to slipping out of her dress. For now the fabric contained them.

Anna tried to move her legs out of the way of the falling slime but this only end up with the rest of her legs getting covered. "My shooooes!" she wailed, getting increasingly upset that her expensive outfit was getting trashed. The fact that Anna was clearly not enjoying this added to Elena's delight.

The flow of custard stopped and Lucy looked around the room to see if anything had changed. The footprint swirls around the room were now outlined by the same red lights as the rings in the previous room had been and trails of lights led from them to the door to the next room. There was also a red ring illuminated in the ceiling above one of the pairs of feet.

"Okay, so if it's like the last room then we need to get some custard onto each of these. I guess that's what the wellies are for. Bring the wellies over here Elena, so we can fill them up."

"Ha! Looks like all three of us will be getting messy in this one Kat!" Elena joked. Kat was secretly excited; so far her feet remained clean.

The three of them took off their shoes and picked a pair of boots each.

"I'll go first!" Lucy volunteered keenly, her custardy toes not enough to satisfy her messy craving. She bent down in front of the button and swept the pool of custard aside with her hand in order to find the foot shaped markers on which to place the wellies. She playfully gave her round arse a swift couple of taps. "That's Asda price!" She spread her fingers and left a distinctive yellow custard handprint on her black dress.

She placed the boots onto the footprints in front of the panel and gingerly stepped into them, the custard covering her feet making it easy to slip over. "Get ready Anna!" she warned, and hitched up the bottom of her dress with one hand so that the nozzles would empty into the wellies this time. Biting her lip she pressed the button with her free hand. The boots quickly filled and the flow continued, spilling onto the floor. The boots were large enough that it felt like she was standing in the sea there was so much custard. She swayed from side to side and liked the way it felt to move her legs through the viscous liquid. Some of it sloshed over the sides, adding to the widening puddle on the floor.

"I'll take those ones" Lucy said, pointing towards the footprints nearest the treasure chest. She let go of her gathered up dress and waddled over to the box making a squelch-squelch-squelch noise with every step. The boot was so loose that as she raised her foot to move custard rushed under her sole and when she put her foot down again this custard was forced up and over the edge of the boot. Lucy noticed that this custard was splashing up the inside of her legs and stomped more vigorously with each step, forcing the splashes higher, getting teasingly closer to her pussy. She steadied herself with her hands on the treasure chest and stood up, bringing her legs together, her inner thighs now sticky with the yellow goo from the boots. Kat watched her go. "Why was she walking so funny?" she wondered.


Elena had been watching Anna through the window as she received her second custard footbath. The captive girl had managed to position her feet so that the flow no longer tickled the backs of her knees but this didn't make the feeling any more enjoyable for her. Her toes stuck out from the end of her expensive black high heels, the pool of custard that she stood in was deep enough that her vibrant pink nail polish was only just visible. She didn't say anything but her face was sour.

Lucy moved her feet onto the red footprints next to the treasure chest, stomping to encourage more custard out of her boots to splash the sensor, and of course up the inside of her dress. The red outline turned yellow and the door clunked. "Who's next?" Lucy beamed.

"I'll go" Elena volunteered, turning from Anna to the custard puddle in front of the panel. Rather than using her hand as Lucy had done, she used one of the boots to sweep away the pool to find the markers. She didn't want to get any more messy than she had to. She stood in the wellies and pushed the Big Red Button for a third time. As before, the nozzles ejected custard into the boots, covering her colourful leggings and quickly engulfing her feet. Again, more custard came out than the boots could hold. She waddled three steps to the foot prints in the centre of the room and turned around in time to see the last of the latest batch of custard dripping onto Anna's legs. Again Anna said nothing and she shook her head in exasperated disbelief.

The door clunked again as the next set of prints turned yellow.

"My turn!" cooed Katrina. She caught Lucy's eye as she bent down to clear the puddle; Lucy silently nodded towards the snooty Elena, who was continuing to watch Anna. Kat read Lucy's mind and pointed towards Elena's arse. Here? Lucy shook her head. She pointed to her own head. There. Kat used a boot to scoop up some custard off the floor. She quickly moved to behind Elena and tipped the bootload of custard over her head.

"I told you you needed to get messy in this room Elena!" she cried gleefully.

Lucy guffawed and even Anna smiled. She had watched the scene unfold through the window and had to control her mirth not to give the game away before it happened. Now that everyone had gotten messy she was feeling a bit less victimised. The fact that Elena had just had custard poured over her new expensive bob haircut also made her feel better. The rivalry between the two of them had started in school in a fight over boys, but even now that they were in their twenties there seemed to be an enduring spark of competition between them.

Elena was aghast; this had not been part of her plan at all. The custard covered her short blond hair and was running down her face. She turned to work out what had happened and the door clunked again.

"Whoah! Elena, don't move! We need to get out of this room, we're nearly there! Put your boot back on the footprint." Kat laughed as she tried to calm Elena down.

"Grrrrr!" Elena harrumphed and put her hands on her hips. "Just you wait," she replied. "What was it you said to Lucy, 'don't know when?' Trust me, I'll get you back".

"Okay, okay, but for now let's finish this." Kat wondered what Elena might do. There was by now a substantial pool of custard on the floor; if she pushed her over she would get drenched.

Elena stood back on the footprint and the door clunked again. "Get on with it then" she hissed.

Kat hurriedly put the last pair of boots on and filled them with custard. She wanted to keep the evening fun and felt the atmosphere was getting a little tense. The feeling of custard around her toes reignited her pleasure. She felt a fresh desire to touch herself, but still felt that would break down one of the few remaining boundaries between her and her friends. She strode over to the remaining footprints. The three girls looked to the door as Kat splashed custard over the sensor. It turned yellow and the door clunked again. However, it did not open.

"Huh? What's up with that?" asked Elena. Lucy and Kat could see the answer. One red ring remained on the ceiling above Elena's head.

"Looks like the mess isn't finished afterall Elena," Lucy called out, nodding to the ring. "You're going to have to really stomp to get the custard up there!"

Elena looked at her feet and then slowly upwards. She finally realised what the other two had already worked out. "Oh god" she winced, picturing the mess of custard stomping all the way up her body to hit the ring on the ceiling. She stepped out of the boots and dragged them across to the panel. She didn't trust her balance wearing the cumbersome boots and really didn't want to fall into the pond of mess. Pushing the Big Red Button, the wellies again filled with custard. They were still half full and the overflow pushed the puddle on the floor wider still.

"Well if I'm getting messy again then so's everyone else. Turns out you won't have to wait that long afterall Kat." Elena looked across menacingly to Kat and picked up one of the custard filled boots.

"What the fuck! Elena, no!" Kat pleaded, surprised at her friend's sudden aggression. "I only got you with a bit of custard; that's a whole boot load!" She didn't move however, and her heart suddenly started pumping rapidly. Her body flushed with anticipation. Was her friend really about to cover her in custard?

Elena moved quickly towards her and stood facing her holding the boot. Kat shifted slightly in her wellingtons; the custard in her knickers moved and she gasped. She looked Elena in the eyes and said with a smile, "I double dare you." At the opposite end of the room Lucy looked on excitedly. She had known Elena long enough that she rarely shied away from a challenge.

Elena smiled back and lifted the boot above Kat's head. All of the girls' eyes followed it, wondering whether Elena was bluffing. She was normally so prim and proper. Kat took a deep breath. Elena lifted the heel of the boot upwards. Its contents emptied directly onto Kat's face. The volume of custard in the boot was more than any of the nozzles she was sprayed with in the first room and she felt the different immediately. It fell heavily over her body, coating her top and forcing its way between her breasts and the fabric of her bra. Her nipples reacted instantly to the coolness and she whimpered slightly. The custard raced downwards between her breasts and she could feel it billowing her top as it traced a line down her stomach before quickly dripping out of the bottom of her top and onto the floor.

Elena stood firm and continued to hold the boot in position, the yellow mess continuing to cascade. Now more than ever Kat wanted to slide her slippery hand into her knickers and finger her clit. She could feel her own juices adding to the wetness of the small puddle of custard in her pants, but again felt that overtly masturbating in front of her friends while covered in pudding would be something she would never live down. Elena tapped her hand on the heel of the boot to shake out the last dregs.

"Dare accepted" she said, starting to laugh. She was gobsmacked that Kat had just stood there and let her do it.

Kat put her fingers to her face, wiped the custard from her eyes and flicked it back at Elena. The few flecks of custard spattering Elena's shoulder were nothing compared to the custard statue standing in front of her. Kat put her hands on her hips and opened her mouth into an "O" shape, mimicking the classic slapstick pose of a damsel caught unawares.

"Wow" Lucy said from the other end of the room. "You alright Kat? That was crazy?" Kat kept her pose and just nodded, the custard continuing to drip from her hair all the way down her body to the floor.

"Oh yes, Lucy" Elena turned. "I did say that everyone would getting messy." She picked up the other welly, still brimming with custard and started walking towards her. Lucy was momentarily distracted as she spied Kat hooking her fingers into the belt loops of her jeans and bring the fabric away from her belly slightly.

"Er wait, what?!" Lucy stuttered as Elena arrived in front of her. She stepped backwards in mock trepidation but bumped into the treasure chest.

"You heard me. Look at Anna: it's the poor girl's birthday and she covered head and toes in custard. Look at Kat: well, try and look at Kat if you can see her under all that mess! Look at me: I've got custard in my hair and all down my top AND I'm going to have to get even messier to get us out of this bloody room. Now, look at you: a little bit of a custard splash on the bottom of your dress but otherwise you look just as gorgeous as when you were glugging down the prosecco over dinner. Hardly seems fair does it?"

Lucy squeezed her legs together again and felt the custard on her thighs. Elena did have a point, she had so far got away lightly. She played along.

"Er, so what? It's not about getting messy it's about solving the puzzles, and I've been the one to work everything out so far!" She could see that Kat had closed her eyes at the other end of the room and now most of the custard dripping down her body was flowing inside of her trousers rather than over them. It looked like Kat was in heaven and Lucy longed to know what that felt like. "But I haven't got a change of clothes with me" she continued pleadingly, her smirk signalling to Elena that she was going to be just as compliant as Kat was.

Elena smiled back and joined in with the role play: "well you can take your dress off if you want, but I'm still going to throw this custard over you!"

The thought of being naked while getting gunged gave Lucy a further flutter of naughty excitement. All the girls had seen each other naked before, but like Kat Lucy felt that this wasn't really the time and place. She'd explored her fair share of kinks and wondered if the Custard Factory did Adult sessions where nudity would be less frowned upon. She tried to think of how she could bring it up with Christa afterwards without coming across as a weirdo.

She had taken too long to answer, and Elena followed up with a probing "Er hello? Lucy?"

"You'll have to buy me a drink first if you want to get me naked! I tell you what, how about I give you something to aim at?" She crossed her arms, pushing her big tits together and accentuating her voluptuous cleavage in the low cut of her dress. Her heart raced. "Just remember that at the moment me and you are even, so if you throw that custard at me then I will need to get YOU back"

"Oh I think I can live with that" responded Elena, finding a second wind in her new role as the slapstick baddie. "Any last requests?"

Lucy took a last look at Kat, who still had her eyes shut and appeared to be breathing deeply as though she were meditating. She was convinced. She wanted to get messy. "Pweease don't get me messy!" she replied in a comically weedy voice while making puppy dog eyes and squeezing her tits even closer together provocatively. She winked encouragingly at Elena.

"I'll take that as a no," Elena grinned and lifted the second boot. Lucy shut her eyes and bit her lip.

The second the custard touched the skin of her breast she knew that she was right about getting messy. The glossy pudding felt divine and Lucy also started to breath more deeply. Elena had taken the "target" literally and was filling up a pool of custard in Lucy's cleavage. She poured more slowly this time and moved the boot left and right across Lucy's chest painting her tits like a Jackson Pollock artwork.

Lucy felt the custard overflow from her cleavage and spill onto her bare arms. She moved them behind her and leaned backwards slightly on the treasure chest. The pool of custard dropped suddenly inside her dress. Anna could see a faint yellow outline on her dress showing the path of the custard downwards. A big dollop landed on the floor between Lucy's legs with a splat.

Elena raised the boot to Lucy's head and continued to pour, increasing the flow now. Lucy's face was quickly covered and the heaviness of the liquid gave her a sensuous massage as it flowed from her head and down inside her dress. Leaning back against the box meant that all the custard streamed over her naked pussy before dripping to the floor. Lucy was in ecstasy. She could feel all of her body tingling under the warm goo. Its continuous movement meant that the feeling unpredictably moved from one part her body to another. "Fuck!" she thought "I've got to start buying custard at home."

She stuck her tongue out to taste the sweet dessert. All of her senses were in overdrive. The warm embrace of the custard on her skin; the glop, gloop, splat sounds of the pouring and dripping custard and the smell of pudding filled her nostrils. With her eyes shut her imagination was running wild. She pictured a gungey food fight with the girls. From out of nowhere a fantasy raced into her mind of some faceless hunk fucking her hard in a pool of custard. She'd never felt such a sudden rush of randiness before. The imaginary adonis pushed her head under the custard as he rode her to orgasm. She could feel the muscles in her vagina twitching. Wait! Fuck! This was real! Her pussy really was pulsing! Was she getting herself off to her imagination? "Mmmmmm" she moaned as quietly as possible.

Elena tapped the bottom of the boot, shaking out the last drips. Fuck! Lucy thought again, her daydream making her momentarily forget that she was with her friends in the Custard Factory.

"Enjoy that?!" Elena asked knowingly. Lucy opened her eyes and looked at her through the custard still dribbling down her nose and the strands of custard-covered hair that had matted across her face. Fuck! Lucy thought again. I've just had an orgasm in public while getting covered in custard and Elena knows. She decided to copy Kat and play the slapstick dame: she wiped her eyes, put her hands on her hips and humphed.

"I still can't believe you did that to me" she responded calmly, maintaining the role play.

"If you've QUITE finished mucking about through there..." Anna called, interrupting from the pillory. Lucy, Elena and Katrina all snapped to look at Anna. With all their custardy clowning around they'd forgotten she was there. "If you don't mind getting a move on, I'd like to get out of here, and it looks like we've only got fifteen minutes left."

"Sorry my dear, got a bit carried away out here." Elena replied mischievously, putting her now empty wellies back in front of the panel for refilling. "Are you feeling left out?" She pushed the Big Red Button and another slosh of custard fell over Anna's calves and feet. After Kat and Lucy's treatments, this seemed like small beer now.

"I thought you'd forgotten about me, glad I didn't miss out on more custard!" Anna laughed. The previous tension between the girls had lift and the mood was now definitely more jovial.

"What was that, mooore custard you say?" Elena dashed out of Anna's field of view back towards the first room. Anna squealed as yet another deluge of custard fell onto her head.
"Didn't want you to miss out babe!"

Elena dragged the refilled boots back into the middle of the room and put her left foot into the first waiting wellington. She took a moment to steady herself before hovering her right foot over the second. Her toes pointed daintily at the gaping yellow surface. She leaned back slightly to try and keep her body out of the way of the ensuing custard fountain.

"Just do it already!" Anna heckled.

Elena thrust her foot abruptly deep into the boot. The custard, left with nowhere to go but up, erupted vertically in a plume, giving Elena a light dusting rather than the thick squirt she was expecting. "That went better than expected" she thought to herself. It easily reached the ceiling with some force and rebounded off in all directions. Instinctively, Elena swerved to avoid the falling mess but lost her balance. Her arms flailed as she tried to steady herself, but she fell in comically slow motion, gasping "no, no, no, no, noooo!" She landed with a thud and a splat on her arse in the pool of pudding now covering most of the floor and toppled over backwards with the momentum. "Fuuuuuuuuck" she sighed in resignation, her efforts to avoid the mess in vain.

"Yes Elena!" shouted Anna laughing hysterically. Lucy and Kat were also laughing and walked purposefully over to Elena, who was now propping herself up in the mess by her elbows to keep her head out of the custard. They stepped out of their boots and loomed over their prone friend. Still laughing, but without saying anything they both picked up their boots and unceremoniously waved them backwards and forwards over the length of Elena's body, dumping the remaining custard.

"Noooooooooo!" Elena squealed again, straining to cry through her own laughter. She flailed her arms again to try and defend herself, but it was again in vain. Kat had made sure to cover her face and she could feel the slimy dessert dripping down her cheeks. Her white vest top turned a translucent yellow and it clung to her black strapless bra now clearly visible through it. She could feel the custard seeping through the thin material of her leggings.

With a beaming smile, Lucy offered her a hand to help her stand up, "even?"

Elena grabbed the offered hand with both of her own and struggled to stand in the slippery mess. "Oh my god Lucy that was mean; hitting a girl when she's down!" Her playful expression however made clear that there were no hard feelings.

"Look!" Kat pointed at the door at the far end of the room. In all of the slip sliding excitement nobody had noticed that Elena's stomp had turned the red ring above her head yellow and the big door to the next room had opened. The girls were one step closer to freedom.




Watching from the office, Christa's eyes were on stalks. This was like nothing she had seen before. Her vow to herself to keep her personal sploshing interests separate from her work had rapidly been pushed aside as she watched the nerdy Katrina get submissively covered in custard by the feisty Elena. Her voyeuristic viewpoint added to her arousal. She undid the button on her jeans and gently moved her hand over the front of her kickers.

Her short-lived fondness for Lucy grew and she smiled as she saw her thrust her tits towards Elena's second welly, inviting a coating. She pushed aside her panties, slid her finger through her increasing moistness and began to circle her clit with her fingertips. "This is hotter than some of the videos I've paid for" she thought to herself. "I've got to get her number". On the video screen Lucy adjusted her position backwards to rest on the treasure chest and closed her eyes as Elena moved the custard up to her face. Christa shifted forwards in her chair and slid her middle finger inside herself. Her own juices amply lubricated it.

"Wow, she is really enjoying that" she said to herself, recognising in Lucy's ecstatic face the tells of someone approaching orgasm. She moved her finger faster and her breathing quickened. Like Lucy, Christa began to fantasise. She swapped places with Lucy and imagined the busty goth dousing her in goo to punish her for perving on her. She slid a second finger into her pussy and gasped. She was getting close.

She opened her eyes to see Elena cowering on the floor and Kat dumping custard mercilessly on her face. "Oh fuck yes make me dirty" she fantasised. As Lucy held out her hand she thought that Elena was going to pull her on top of her into the mess. She felt her pussy tighten around her fingers as she imagined herself pinned to the floor in a pool of mess by Lucy, her breathing short she exhaled deeply.

She checked the clock. The girls were way behind schedule, but fuck it she thought, they were the last customers of the night and there was no way in hell she was going to kick them out after that performance.


TO BE CONTINUED...