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
Part 3: https://umd.net/stories/the-custard-factory-i-the-escape-room-pa-4




Pointing at the door at the far end of the room Kat found herself short of breath from laughing. Looking round the room she surveyed the custard drenched carnage with a broad grin. She had spent nearly an hour with her three best friends getting steadily messier while trying to get out of the madcap Custard Factory escape room. She was pleased to see that Elena, Lucy and Kat were also beaming.

Elena slicked her hand through her short hair pushing as much custard as she could backwards away from her face. Similarly smoothing her bare arms off, two clods of custard splatted into the pool of custard she was stood in.

"Always the princess!" Lucy bantered, making no effort to brush herself down. She had very much enjoyed the feeling of Elena pouring custard over her submissive body, and was continuing to enjoy the sensation of her now sodden sundress against her skin. Drenched in custard, her long black dress was heavy and she felt the weight gently pulling the damp fabric against her breasts and brushing against her legs down to her ankles.

What Lucy had considered a cheeky amount of boob being shown when she had chosen the dress earlier in the day was now rather more scandalous. The extra weight of the dress pulled the neckline downwards from classy to vampish. The black fabric framed the pale skin of deep cleavage of her curvaceous tits majestically.

She had surprised herself at how sensual the experience of the pudding running down her body had been and how rapidly it had piqued her arousal. Her nipples remained firm, naked under her dress, and continuing to be massaged by the heavy hang of the material. She didn't want it to end and was perfectly content to stay messy going into the next room.

"Surely you reckon we'll be getting messy again?" she continued hopefully.

"I think by now that almost goes without saying. You're just going to style it out caked in mess I take it? Someone's got to keep up the standards in here!" Elena replied with sass, her hands having reached her legs with the wipedown effort, leaving her once white vest-top a pale translucent yellow.

Her colourful leggings hugged her lower half and the pudding brushed smoothly off of the shiny textile. Elena loved way that the tight material accentuated the toned curves of her athletic ass. She'd spent countless hours in the gym and it felt rewarding when guys and girls alike complimented her athletic physique.

Elena's gym buddy Anna was not wiping the custard from her body as her hands remained bound next to her head in the pillory in the adjoining room. Though they went to the gym together, Anna's focus was much more on catching up on gossip with the trainers than working out. Her flirty nature was reflected in her dress. While Lucy's outfit had become vampish, Anna's had been borderline pornographic from the start and was only made more revealing by her posture in the pillory.

Forced to lean forwards, Anna's short black cocktail dress rode up at the back, and the peachy cheeks of her bum were revealed divided by the slither of a black lacey thong. The cheeks themselves were spattered with a little custard, but the brunt of it had fallen onto her legs and pooled around the black toeless heels. Her voluptuous tits hung forwards, barely contained by the thin strips of fabric that constituted her dress.

Her bare back also had a sheen of slime that had dribbled from where it had fallen on her head. Some of it had started to drip into the inside of her dress, but its tightness meant that most of the custard had flowed over the sides and down to the floor.

Looking through the window at her three friends cavorting in custard Anna was glad that, so far, her face and front remained gratifyingly clean. Sure her hair was still dripping custard onto the floor but her make up had mostly survived unscathed.

Her back twinged from being bent over for so long.

Looking at Elena casually reaching her ankles with her wiping mission she again called for urgency: "seriously ladies, get a move on!" Kat had also attempted to wipe herself down, but with much less rigour than Elena. Haphazardly brushing against her emerald top and skinny jeans, she remained a patchwork of yellow, green and blue.

She made no effort to dislodge the now considerable pool of custard that she had coaxed into her knickers and that was gently teasing her pussy delightfully with her every movement. Like Lucy, Kat was thoroughly enjoying the experience and was becoming increasingly agitated by her arousal.

"Cakes!!" shouted Lucy excitedly, the first of them through the door. Laid out in the third room there were three large gateaux, one each placed on three stools spaced evenly down the length of the room. The cakes were comedically large; nearly two feet across and a foot deep. The sides were covered in piped pink creamy icing; the top was smooth and had 'Custard Factory x' spelled out in custard with cursive hand writing.

In common with the first two rooms, the trio now found themselves in a shipping container shaped space, with a window on one long edge letting Anna look in from her constraints. Anna craned her neck to see; the cake room was at a slight angle to the pillory so the girls could now see her body in profile. Even from afar she could see that the cakes looked creamy and sticky. From this angle it looked like Anna was wearing no knickers at all.

Opposite the window was another instrumentation panel, with a Big Red Button prominent in the middle, a further 'microwave' shaped box embedded in the wall, and the countdown clock continuing to tick. It showed a little over eight minutes remained.

Kat thought back to Christa's parting words before the hostess had locked them in the first room. The warning to solve the puzzles in time loomed in her mind and she wondered what mess might await them if the clock reached zero.

She looked around the room and tried to work out the puzzle. In the other rooms there had been sensors that needed activating with a messy tribute, but none immediately appeared here.

Elena finally joined Kat and Lucy, having walked very slowly to ensure she didn't slip over again into the pool of custard. Her bare feet left bright yellow footprints on the dark floor next to those of her friends. They had all chosen to leave their shoes in the previous room figuring they'd pick them up on the way out.

"So what have we got then?"

"Much the same... panel, lots of switches, Big Red Button. Oh and three bigass cakes!" Kat was just as excited by the gloopy looking gateaux as Lucy. Over the last hour the two of them were surprising themselves by how sensual being covered in custard was making them feel. They both felt turned on, and they were both trying to hide it from the others.

"Let's just press the button already" Elena responded, "we've not got any time to waste. Brace yourself Anna!"

Anna steadied her feet in expectation of the punishment that would be inflicted on her when the Big Red Button was pressed and wondered which part of her body this batch of custard would fall on to. Even so, she was not prepared for what happened when Elena hit the button.

From an unseen spot behind Anna a fourth gateau launched rapidly at her exposed arse. She screeched as it struck her bare cheeks and exploded dramatically. The chilled strawberry mousse and half-whipped cream filling erupted upwards in a wave and landed heavily over her hair and back. The goo was thick but flowed sloppily downwards, creating a yellow, pink and white marbling effect.

Thin chunks of sponge cake fell on the floor and clung to Anna's dress. The sponge base of the cake rested on the back of her thighs and was dragging slowly downward. The thick layer of crimson strawberry jam that coated the base was now stickily pressed over Anna's arse and smeared her legs.

"Ohmyfuckinggod!! Whatthefuckwasthat!" Anna squealed hastily. She could feel the cool muck forced against her arsehole but could not see the culprit. Her skimpy panties, saturated with the runny mousse, were starting to cling to her uncomfortably.

Behind the window the three girls stood open mouthed, marveling at the artistry of Anna's latest fate. From their angle they could see the spurt of mousse arc nearly a foot above her, painting a pink and white rainbow that hung in the air momentarily before collapsing with a splash along the length of her body. There was an impressive amount of gloop inside the gateau.

"Looks like you just got a cake to the arse babe!" Elena called back. Again, she was inwardly pleased that Anna was continuing to get meesy. "How does it feel?"

"Oh my god! It's cold!"

Lucy squeezed her custard covered thighs together beneath her long dress without thinking. She was piecing together the solution to this room's puzzle and her mind was leading her to a heart-racing conclusion.

She interrupted the others and waved her hand towards the cakes on the stools: "look the red rings are back. There's one each under each of the stools, they're yellow already, and then one in front and behind each stool."

She moved to lift the cake nearest to her. The yellow light at the base of the stool turned red. She returned it to its stand it the light went back to how it was.

"Ok, so we can't move it" she deduced out loud.

"Wait, in the other room Anna's mess kind of mirrored what we had to do in that room." Kat was catching up with Lucy's train of thought. "She got messy feet, we had to put the wellies on..."

"...So if she got a cake to the arse now..." Lucy picked up.

"No!" Elena exclaimed, finally realising what Lucy and Kat were suggesting and not liking the implication. "You're saying we need to throw these cakes on our arses?" OK maybe she hadn't quite realised.

"Or..." Lucy corrected, "...we sit on them. We can't move them off the stool remember."

"Yes!" Kat continued excitedly. She couldn't wait to feel more gunge on her ass. "We sit on the cakes, the filling spurts out onto the other red rings, we unlock the last door and we rescue Anna!"

"Ok, fine" Elena said tersely. Unlike Kat and Lucy, Elena had not found the experience arousing and was keen to get it over with.

"Give me a good show!" called Anna from the other room, pleased that the others would be getting just as messy as her.

"OK on three" said Kat. The others nodded and took a position straddling over a cake each. They held out their hands towards each other but were just too far apart to touch fingers. Anna watched eagerly from the other room.

"Three, two, ONE!". Kat thrust herself downwards onto the waiting dessert.

She felt the coolness of the mousse immediately and whimpered inwardly. She saw a burst of pink mess gush forwards in an arch between her legs and hit the red ring, turning it yellow. A second burst behind her did the same to the second sensor.

The seat of her jeans rested on the soft jam and sponge base and she gave her arse a little wiggle. Her waistband was sitting below the surface of the cake and mousse seaped into the top of her jeans as she wiggled, coating her panties front and back. Damn that felt good. She mushed the side of the cake into her thighs with her hands, enjoying the sticky feeling of the cream contrasting with the more solid sponge.

Elena also admired the sight of the burst of pudding erupt between her legs. As icky as sitting in a cake felt, it was like nothing she'd done before and the novelty of the situation made her smile. She glanced eagerly over her shoulder to check the second sensor and saw a trail of pink and white muck on the floor leading from her seat to the now yellow ring. "Phew" she thought, at least it had worked.

"Hooo boy that was spectacular!" Anna called out. "Lucy, what's up with you? Stagefright?"

Anna had watched the three of them plant themselves on the cakes. Only two of them however had successfully squirted their cake filling onto the sensors.

Lucy had closed her eyes as she sunk into the cake. Through the fabric of her dress she could feel the cool goop engulfing her ass and the cake collapsed onto her lap. Her imagination flicked back to her faceless fantasy fella and she pictured his head beneath the her arse and the cake, his tongue darting through the filling to pleasure her as she straddled him. She didn't have long to luxuriate however, and opened her eyes at Anna's interrupting words.

She looked to her left and saw two puddles of gunge on the yellow sensors in front of her friends. Looking down, she saw that her long sundress had blocked the spurt of her own cake filling and the escape sensor remained tantalisingly clean and stubbornly red.

"Looks like you will have to get naked afterall Lucy!" Kat cheered from her own moussey seat.

Lucy looked rapidly between each of her three friends with a slight anxiety and realised Kat might actually be right. She would certainly have to hitch up the bottom of her dress and maybe it would be easier to take it off all together. Her still slightly sozzled brain tried to persuade her that getting naked would be the best choice. Her subconscious mind wanted to bring the imaginary tongue to life and feel the rush of slime against her bare crotch.

Anna added to the temptation, "it feels surprisingly nice actually Luce, kind of like a mudpack but on your bum!"

Lucy stood up. The pool of mousse, cream and sponge that had collected in her lap clattered to the floor. "I told you, you'll have to take me to dinner before you get to see me naked!". The back of the skirt of her dress was literally caked with a sticky coating of mousse, cream and custard; the black dress nearly invisible behind a layer of goo from arse to feet.

She looked at the stool and what remained of the cake. Most of it was either soaking into her dress or had collapsed onto the floor. All that was left on the stool were the broken remnants of the jam sponge base and a quickly thinning pool of mousse that was running off the edge. The yellow ring at the base of the stool had turned red. "I'm going to need another cake if I'm meant to squirt onto that ring" she mused out loud.

The trio looked around, and Lucy went to open the microwave shaped door in the long wall. to the right of the Big Red Button. It was the only feature in the otherwise bare room. Empty.

"This must be it," she decided, "but how do we get a cake to appear in it?" She slammed the Big Red Button again hopefully, and figured that in the worst case it would get Anna messy again. That'll teach her for pulling me out of my fantasies.

The second cake caught Anna unawares and she jolted forwards as the gateau erupted against her backside, the filling again dousing her back and legs.

"Eeeee Lucy! Did you have to do that!" Anna screeched.

"Kinda did Anna, unless you want to stay there all night!" Lucy retorted in a rush. "What have we here?" she asked, opening the microwave and finding a fresh gateau inside. She took it to replace the obliterated mess on her stool. The light at the base of the seat returned to yellow. One to go, she thought to herself.

Reaching down, Lucy gathered the hem of her dress and collected the fabric up. She held it in a scrunch just above her knees, protecting her modesty for now. Her bare legs were coated in custard, a fact that Kat noticed immediately. That explained why she was walking funny in the wellies, she thought to herself, and then quickly realised that perhaps Lucy was enjoying the mess as much as she was.

As Lucy squatted over the cake she looked back and forth at the bundle of dress in her hands and the red sensor in front of her, tempting her to lift the bundle higher to make sure that it didn't get in the way again. She wanted to. She wanted to sink her naked cooch into the cool creamy mess. The last hour had introduced her to a new form of excitement and she wanted to convince herself that it really was the goo that was doing it. She was committed.

In a swift movement Lucy thrust her body downwards while holding the scrunch of skirt firm. She gasped as the cool dessert pushed back against her naked flesh. She needed no more convincing. Cream and mousse tumbled into her lap and she shuddered at its touch. Her bare ass reached the soft cushion of sponge, the sticky jam gently gripping her and accentuating every movement. This was divine. She felt her body reacting again, the pudding was definitely making her horny. The saccharine scent of strawberries and cream was drawing her back into daydream.

She detatchedly heard the girls cheers and the door clunk, the pinkish gooey gush from between her legs successfully triggering the sensor this time. Anna was making noises from the other room but Lucy was too busy concentrating on her own pleasure to make them out.

"Lucy come on! There's not long left!" It was Elena this time to interrupt.

The final door led into the central room. Kat had raced through to check up on Anna while Elena was chasing up Lucy. The back of the room was now illuminated revealing a final series of buttons and instruments. This time there were three Big Red Buttons spaced across the wall, each next to a large dial. The pedestal on which Anna was standing in the pillory was rotating 180 degrees for her to face it.

Kat noticed an inscription on a plaque in the middle of the wall as Elena and Lucy joined her in the room. They were both leaving a trail of mess dripping behind them. Elena booped Anna on the nose with a messy finger and smiled at her. Kat read the inscription hurriedly:

"Fingers crossed you're not running late
To release the captain from their fate
Enter the code all at the same time
Don't get it wrong or you'll all get slimed!"

Anna took in the scene from her now reversed point of view. Three Big Red Buttons. Three big dials dimly outlined by red rings. A little over a minute left on the clock. She remembered Christa's words to her before she left her in the dark and strained to think what the code could be to let her out.

"Tell me one of you has worked out what this code is?" she shouted to her three friends, who had spaced themselves out in front of the dials.

Kat twiddled the central dial, moving the pointer between the numbers zero to nine, and looked at it intently. What the hell was the code? She hadn't seen any numbers in any of three rooms. There were no clues. "Maybe it's just something like 1-2-3?" she asked.

Lucy shook her head, again she was one step ahead of the others. "No I don't think so. The key to every room has been the red rings. Look: each of the dials is another red ring. What if the code is the number of rings in each room?"

"Yes! That must be it!" Elena added excitedly. "Three pies in the first room, three wellies in the second room and three cakes in the third room. It makes a pattern: 3-6-9. That must be it!"

Lucy and Kat looked at each other. It was decent logic, but it wasn't the right numbers. Elena had forgotten the sensor in the ceiling above the wellies again. Don't get it wrong or you'll all get slimed. They grinned at each other but didn't correct her. They both wanted to get messy again.

"OK 3-6-9" Anna repeated, "quickly, there's only twenty seconds left". She could sense freedom and wanted to get out of the pillory before the time ran out. She might keep her face clean after all.

The trio dialled in a number each and held their hand to the Big Red Buttons. Anna called out "on three: one, two, THREE!" Lucy, Elena and Kat each pressed their buttons simultaneously.

A loud "nuh-uh" sound buzzed around the room. Fourteen seconds left on the clock.

Anna only had the time to mouth "no" in the split-second between the buzzer sounding and a large pink gateau launching hard into her face. She tried to scream, but strawberry mousse filled her open mouth. The cake exploded down her front; pink and white filling blasting her pendulous tits and covering her belly exposed by the plunging neckline of her dress.

Simultaneously the pipes above her opened again, dumping custard on her head and arse. She sputtered and instinctively moved to clear the mess from her face, forgetting her hands remained bound next to her head. Her body shuddered in the feeling of top to bottom humiliation.

Don't get it wrong or you'll all get slimed. The words rang through Kat's mind as she knowingly dialled in the wrong number and pressed her button. Please, please, please she thought to herself. As the "nuh-uh" sounded she heard the gurgling of pipework above her head and looked up just as a shower of custard rained down above each of the three Big Red Buttons.

Kat and Lucy stayed rooted in place and submissively let the falling slime pour over them. Lucy adjusted her position to let the flow run from her shoulders and down the front of her dress. Kat just stood there and took it in the face. This wasn't the soft pour of Elena holding a welly above her head; the extra height of the drop from the ceiling meant that the custard struck her head like hailstones and sprayed outwards.

Elena was hit by the first drops of goo but quickly moved out of the way. The falling gunge splatted heavily on the floor and splashed her feet. She looked around the room in amazement. Watching Lucy and Kat savoring their slimy shower she realised that in less than sixty minutes she and her friends had learned a great deal about each other.

She walked over to Anna as the cascade began to slow. She stepped onto the pedestal and wiped her eyes for her gently, "you okay babe? That looked pretty heavy." She was being sincere. Despite their competition she could concede that this was a pretty extreme escalation of their rivalry.

Kat and Lucy also gathered closely round their friend on the pedestal, the dropping custard from the ceiling having ceased. Kat drew their attention to the clock. They had blown their last chance to get out in time. Fingers crossed you're not running late to release the captain from their fate.

"Looks like we didn't make it, shall we count down the last of it together?"

The last few seconds ticked down as all four of them counted. "Three, two, one." They held their collective breath in anticipation.

A yellow emergency light began to spin on the wall in front of Anna and a siren whooped. A vat of warm chocolate pudding dropped suddenly over the pedestal landing with a clatter on the waiting puzzlers. It was much more solid than the custard and sat in thick lumps in their hair. Elena rushed to clean it off, another dessert messing up her new hair-do.

By now the girls looked like chocolate dipped desserts, the messy brown sauce dripping slowly down from their heads, bodies glazed in yellow custard and lower halves a caking of pink, white and yellow.

The siren stopped and the girls looked at each other and laughed. They had gone through each of the rooms as a team and it seemed fitting that they were finally all gunged together.

"Do you think that's it?" Elena asked sheepishly, looking round the room nervously to try and spot any further traps.

"Well, we're out of time so I'd guess so." Kat suggested.

"Can I remind you that I'm still locked in here!" Anna spat out with exasperation. She could taste the sweet mixture of puddings in her mouth.

"Less of your cheek missy" Lucy quipped back, stepping off of the pedestal and back towards the wall. She waved her hand towards the Big Red Button, "Unless you want another cake in the face?"

Kat and Elena took their cue and returned to their own positions in front of the wall.

"I think you forgot the ring in the ceiling above the wellies Elena. That six should have been a seven!"

"Oh damn! How could I forget? Yeah you're right! Oops, sorry babe!" Elena responded, turning to Anna, who glared back at her.

Kat continued, "okay let's do this. 3-7-9. Let's get you out Anna."

She turned her dial from six to seven. "Everybody ready?" Lucy and Elena nodded encouragingly. "Okay, three, two, one!"

Anna tensed expecting another messy punishment, but this time none came. Instead she heard a clunking noise in her left ear, deadened slightly by the custard and chocolate that covered the side of her head.

The red rings circling each dial turned yellow. The code was correct; they had solved the escape room.

"Yes!" Anna shouted in elation, "that's it! I heard it. Let me out!".


Christa the hostess entered through a hidden door and was bubbling with excitement and praise. "Wow ladies, that was spectacular! I have never seen anybody get as messy as you four in this escape room! The way that you solved the puzzles was very innovative, and I loved the way that you worked as a team!"

She approached Anna on the podium. "Would you like to gather round for a celebratory photo before I let the captain out?"

"Definitely!" agreed Elena, "what a great way to remember Anna's birthday!" Anna glared at her again. There was no way she was going to forget this birthday.

Elena, Lucy and Kat posed playfully by Anna as Christa took a few photos on her phone.

"Let me help you with that" she offered to Anna as she moved onto the podium and went to release her from the pillory. Finally free, Anna stood up, wiped her face and stretched her arms above her head.

"Hooo boy, I am going to get you three back for this," she said with a smile. All of the girls were buzzing with mirth.

Christa walked back towards the door, "the changing rooms are just through here and I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that there's plenty of hot water for the showers. You didn't solve the room in the time limit, but nobody goes home empty handed from the Custard Factory; you'll each find a very limited edition pair of Custard Factory flip-flops waiting for you in the changing rooms!"

The girls were busy brushing pieces of sponge, mousse, custard and chocolate off of themselves and cheered at their hollow victory. The silliness of the last hour driven home by such an unexpected prize.

"I'll meet you back in reception when you're ready" Christa called as she walked out of the room.

Heading back towards the office she simply whispered "wow". She couldn't wait to watch back the recording.


FIN