The Gunge Show team were revelling in the success of the first programme. Ratings had been unprecedented for a start-up minor channel, and much of the material had been re-posted on the internet.

Kate felt that in some ways the pressure was now greater, with all the publicity viewing figures would be even higher this week, and the show couldn't afford to lose momentum. Wearing a white 'Gunge Show' t-shirt, blue jeans and open-toed white high heels, Kate walked out confidently onto stage to begin episode two.


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"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the Gunge Show! We had it all last week, and this week we have even more! We have another two teams ready and waiting to win this - our fabulous prize!"

Once again the montage of the prize was shown - highlights of a fantastic round-the-world trip taking in many of the most famous sights from around the globe.

"Without further ado, it's time to meet this week's teams! Would you please give a warm Gunge Show welcome to Charlotte, with our Blue team!"

Applause rang out as the tall, blonde Charlotte marched out, again in her black leather catsuit with silver high heels. Following her were three girls, each wearing the traditional Gunge Show uniform of tight blue t-shirts with the show logo written on the front, white shorts and bare feet. They perched on a set of three metal stools.

"Welcome to the Show, girls! Now, I believe you are the team captain, please introduce yourself and our team." Kate addressed herself to a tall, slim girl with long black hair.

"Hi Kate, my name's Kim, and I'm captain of the Blue team today! We're all nurses and work in the Newcastle area, as I'm sure you'll tell from the accents! I'm 26 and I've been a nurse for five years. I'm quite sporty so I'm hoping we get lots of physical games to play!

Moving on to my team, first of all this is Gemma, she's 19 and a newly qualified nurse"

Gemma smiled and waved. She was tall and slightly plump, with big flabby breasts uncomfortably encased in her tight t-shirt. She wore her blonde hair in a bob, and both finger and toenails were painted bright red.

"Gemma's new to our department and she's a bit of a practical joker, so we thought this show should suit her down to the ground!"

Gemma smiled and waved again, clearly enjoying her time in the spotlight. She had played one or two messy pranks on others since she had started, and, if she was honest, she accepted that it was high time she got a bit messy herself.

"Lastly" continued Kim, "this is Nikki. Nikki's 22 and been with us a couple of years. We got her to agree to this after a few glasses of wine and I think she's been regretting it ever since!"

Nikki was nodding vigorously. She was short, with long straight ginger hair and cute freckles; and had large, plump breasts.
The contestants had not been allowed to see the previous week's show. If they had, Nikki would have run off stage there and then. She was certainly not looking forward to this, and she certainly remembered the nudity clause in that contract she'd stupidly signed.


"Well, a great Blue team of nurses this week folks!" said Kate. "Now please welcome Becky and the Yellow team!"

Becky, dressed like Charlotte and keeping her blonde hair out of her face with her hair band, led out the second team in their skimpy yellow outfits.

They sat across from the Blue team on matching stools.

"Welcome" smiled Kate, "Please introduce yourselves!"

"Hi, I'm Sally, I'm 20, and I'm captain of the Yellow team!" said the girl nearest to Kate. She was very thin, with wavy dark brown hair and small breasts. "We are the IT crowd! We're all IT students and we wanted to come on and prove that IT girls aren't just total geeks! Of course we'd love that holiday as well!"

There were plenty of things Sally hadn't added. Most important was that she had been obsessed by mess, gunge and slime for as long as she could remember. Ever since watching those shows on TV as a girl. Since being a student she had volunteered for every potentially messy charity dare. She even occasionally bought herself a few tins of custard, and loved to paddle her bare feet in a bowl of the stuff. This show was an absolutely golden opportunity for her. She loved gunge, and she loved being humiliated in public. What could be better?

"This is Jess" she said, indicating the girl next to her, a stunning short girl with unruly jet black hair and big, firm breasts. "Jess is also 20 and she's in most of my classes and she's a total computer geek!"

Jess was the only person that Sally had ever spoken to about her love of getting messy. The two of them had sat side by side in stocks for three hours the last Comic Relief night, getting gungey sponges thrown at them. Jess found the experience delightful, and she adored Sally.

"Last in the team is Laura. Laura is 24 and a post-graduate student who teaches us!"

Laura waved happily. She was very tall and very fit and sporty. She had long wavy chestnut hair and a ruddy, rosy complexion. Laura was renowned at the university for being game for a laugh, and had readily agreed when Sally and Jess had approached her to come on the show.

"Well, it looks like we will have a real battle today" said Kate. "Round one shortly. But first I need to tell you about my least favourite part of the show, Kate's Fates. You may remember that last week I had to wear boots filled up with custard. Now it's time for you to vote on what happens to me this week. Well, I will either - oh, no way! I will be either having six eggs cracked over my head - or a bucket of beans down my jeans! The numbers for you nasty people to call are passing along the bottom of the screen right now. We'll be back with round one after the break!"

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"Welcome back! Now I'm sure viewers from last week will remember our opening game, but for the benefit of our teams, this is it. Two girls from each team will sit either side of me and will answer general knowledge questions. One girl from each team will sit in our fabulous gunge tanks. A correct answer, and the opposition team member gets gunged. An incorrect answer, and your own team member gets a sliming, plus you get a small punishment yourself! First team to get four questions right wins the round. Now, captains, who will you be putting in the gunge tanks please?"

Sally looked longingly at the large transparent tank in front of her. It was much larger and more intimidating in real life than she had expected. She marvelled at the vast contraption above that held a full six different colours of gunge, all ready to be dumped on the victim below. Sally had a pretty easy decision to make. Debs was the most intelligent team member, and also the most reluctant to get messy, so she would obviously answer questions. Sally reckoned that Jess and herself were pretty much equal at general knowledge, and so as captain, she got the choice.

"Well, Kate, I think it's only right that as captain I lead by example and get in the tank myself" said Sally. Sally was a good actress and feigned genuine reluctance as Becky led her by the hand into the tank. Sitting on the low stool provided Sally marvelled at how intensely vulnerable she felt, with only such skimpy clothing to protect her from the vast mass of gunge above. It was cold in there as well, the grey metal floor was icy, so she sat on tiptoes. Laura and Jess took their places at the question desk, Laura looking visibly relieved, Jess looking rather longingly at her friend in the tank.

Kim had a similarly easy decision, but for different reasons. Gemma was a notorious for being not the brightest girl in the department, so to give them a chance against the two students opposite, Kim knew herself and Nikki would have to answer the questions.

"I'm sending Gemma into the tank, Kate" smiled Kim.

Gemma was genuinely nervous. Suddenly now it was so much more real, the lights, the cameras, the audience, and that huge amount of gunge ready to be poured all over her. She sat down on the stool and fidgeted nervously, running her hands through her blonde hair.

"Right then" said Kate, "Time to begin. Question One. Which football team play at Goodison Park?"

Kim was a big sports fan and was first to the buzzer. "Everton."

"That's correct!" said Kate "One nil to the Blues, appropriately enough, and Sally gets her first gunging of the day!"

"Nooooooo!!" screamed Sally convincingly. Here it was, a loud siren went off and suddenly a vast torrent of thick green gunge poured down on top of her. This was better than Sally could have imagined, the gunge smashed onto her head and went everywhere, all four walls of the tank were covered in green gunge, and so was she. As the flow slowed, Sally brushed her hand through her hair and couldn't believe how saturated with slime it had become. Sally was over the moon, she smiled broadly through the gunge both in shock and enjoyment. She even enjoyed the fact that the slime was freezing cold, she felt it added to her humiliation I some way.

"Next question" said Kate, once the audience had stopped cheering Sally's gunging, "Bergen, Trondheim and Stavanger are towns in which European country?"

No one was sure, unusually there was no rush to the buzzers. Jess decided that she would take a guess, after all she had the feeling that if she was wrong, Sally wouldn't mind another gunging.

"Sweden?"

"No, Jess, I'm afraid the answer is Norway! That means that the Blues get another point, and Sally gets another gunging!"

Sally had barely had chance to sort out her emotions after her first gunging when the siren went off again and this time dark blue gunge was pumped down onto her already messy head. Sally screamed again, her clothing providing no protection whatsoever against the gunge. She sat there a bedraggled mess as the last drips of gunge splashed down onto her head, loving every second of it. The only disappointment was that they were losing the round.

"Now, Jess, we mustn't forget about your punishment for getting the answer wrong! Becky has a surprise for you.."

Becky had crept behind Jess. She held a carton of custard in her hand, and she slowly began to pour it over Jess's head.

"Eeeeww!" squealed Jess as the slop was tipped very slowly over her jet black hair. Becky made sure that the custard covered her face, great thick drops covering Jess's features, her hair now utterly plastered in thick custard. Dollops dropped down onto her t-shirt and into her lap. Jess was actually enjoying the sensation of the cold sloppy custard running down her face, but she was much less sure that she liked having it done to her in front of a laughing studio audience, and goodness knows hoe many people watching on TV.

"Good" said Kate. "Question three. Who stars as Jack Bauer in the TV series 24?"

"Kiefer Sutherland" buzzed in Nikki, and enthusiastic telly addict.

"No way!" screamed the slimy mess that was Sally as once again that siren blared and once again she received a gunging. This time pink gunge sloshed down all over her. Frankly it couldn't make her much messier than she already was, but the tank was now getting seriously full of slime. The slop at the bottom now covered Sally's slim ankles, her bare feet freezing below the mess.

"Only one more for the Blues to win the round!" said Kate. "Next question: Temple Meads is a railway station in which British city?"

"Bristol!" Debs buzzed in just ahead of Nikki.

"Correct!" said Kate. "The Yellows finally on the board and at last a gunging for Gemma!"

Gemma had just been starting to think she had got away with it. She'd seen the gungings Sally had suffered next to her and wasn't too keen to experience it herself. She had no choice though, a siren sounded and bright blue gunge flooded out of the tank above her. Gemma's screams were genuine as she was hit by the relentless flow of slime. She kicked out her bare feet, not enjoying the flood of gunge covering her. Once it had stopped pouring, she tried to wipe the gunge from her face, largely unsuccessfully. Suddenly the end of the show seemed a very long way off.

"Next question" continued Kate, "Who was Henry VIII's second wife?"

"Erm, Catherine of Aragon?" Jess buzzed in despite being unsure, knowing that her team had to make a move to get back in the round.

"No, that's wrong again Jess" sighed Kate.

The siren sounded again and once more poor Sally was gunged. This time purple gunge pumped out on the already sodden girl. Well, she had wanted to be slimed and was certainly getting her wish.

Jess knew that she was in for another forfeit, even as custard continued to drip down her face. This time Becky's hand snaked round her and a thick, deep filled custard pie was pushed into her face. Jess couldn't see, cream, crust and custard covered her face totally. She wiped the mess clear of her eyes to see the Blue team celebrating winning the round.

"First round to the Blues!" said Kate. "Sally, that means that you will be receiving the losing captain's forfeit. Not that it will make much difference given how messy you already are!"

The siren blared again and all the gunge that remained in the tank splattered out onto Sally. A mixture of orange and yellow gunge covered her. Sally couldn't believe that so much slime could be held above the tank. She certainly couldn't believe how messy she was. The gunge was now up to her knees. She was still enjoying herself immensely, but was very much aware that they weren't doing their chances of winning the holiday much good.

"Well, we'll let the teams get cleaned up" said Kate "and after the break we'll have our viewer's vote result!"

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"Welcome back!" smiled Kate, flicking her long blonde hair out of her eyes. "Last week you'll remember that we had two lovely young ladies from Sheffield who were keen for us to settle their debate on who should be President of their student halls of residence. Please welcome to the show Millie and Debs!"

The tow students entered the stage not looking at each other. Millie was smiling and waved to the audience. Millie was well prepared for the possibility of a gunging and had dressed accordingly, in a white polo neck t-shirt, old tracksuit bottoms and trainers. She was a tall, slim girl with long black hair and heavy breasts. Debs, on the other hand, had decided to make the most of her chance on TV, and wore a tight blue dress with matching high heels. The outfit emphasised her short, curvy figure, and the blue sat well with her bob of blonde hair.

"Welcome girls" said Kate. "Now, as I recall, Millie, you want to be president because you want the students to have a more fun, relaxed environment to live in, is that right?"

"That's right" smiled Millie.

"Debs, you want to be president because you feel you deserve it as the most intelligent girl in halls, is that right?"

"Correct" said Debs.

"OK, so, do both of you accept our authority to rule on this? You also need to accept the fact that whoever has lost the vote will not only forfeit the presidency, but will also be punished in our own special way. OK?"

Both girls nodded, Millie more enthusiastically than Debs.

"Right, so now we can take a look at our dispute settler" said Kate.

A curtain was drawn across the stage and both girls gasped. Behind it lay a deep pool filled with thick, multicoloured gunge. On either side of the pool two stepladders led up to slides which led directly into the gunge.

"Right then girls, please take your places" said Kate. "You can take your shoes off."

Millie pulled of her trainers and climbed up the ladder. She found that the seat at the top of the slide had a mechanism that could topple her forward into the gunge. She also noticed a pipe positioned directly above her head, and suspected that a double gunging would be in store for the loser. She settled herself into place, her bare feet pointing downwards towards the slime.

As Millie sat down, Debs was still fumbling with the straps on her high heels. Eventually she got them off and reluctantly climbed the ladder. Up to now she hadn't really thought about the possibility of getting messy, but now, as she sat down with her small, pale bare feet dangling vulnerably in the direction of the gunge, she was starting to get very worried indeed.

"Well girls, I can tell you we had a fantastic response to the vote" said Kate "and that we had a clear winner. Fully 81% of viewers wanted one of you in the gunge. So the winner by a landslide, and new student president isMillie!!!"

"Oh my God!" screamed Millie, clapping and cheering. She couldn't believe she'd won.

"Oh my God!" screamed Debs. She knew what was coming next.

"OK Millie" said Kate "why don't you press the red button just to your right, and gunge Debs!"

"No! No! Wait!" shouted Debs. "Come on Millie, please. Look, fair's fair, you get to be president, but there's no need to gunge me! I didn't bring a change of clothes! Please-"

Before she could say any more, Millie gleefully pushed the red button.

Poor Debs hadn't even noticed the pipe above her head, and she emitted an ear-piercing shriek as thick green gunge pumped out of it onto her head. The gunge completely covered her and she got a mouthful of it as she continued to scream. The gunge slipped down the slide, not only covering her legs and feet in slime but making the slide much more slippery. Debs was left sitting there for ten seconds after the green gunge stopped, and she desperately tried to wipe the worst of the mess from her face and hair. Then, her chair nudged forward, and she was sent hurtling feet first into the gunge pool. The audience cheered as Debs disappeared beneath the gunge. Debs realised her dress was not only ruined, it was also no protection against this amount of gunge. She managed to push her head up above the gunge. It was in her mouth, her ears, her nose. She was utterly slimed. She could hear her great rival Millie above her, clapping and cheering.

Debs was made to stay in the slime whilst Millie climbed down from the slide.

"Well done Millie" said Kate. "New student president. How was that?"

"Brilliant" enthused Millie, looking at the gungey mess that was Debs. "She's been asking for that for so long. Fortunately for her I did think to bring a change of clothes so she won't have to go home like that. I'm sure we can come to some arrangement, doing my washing and ironing for the rest of the term, something like that!"

"Brilliant" said Kate. "Well, thanks, Millie. Now, while we fish Debs out of the slime, here's the two rivals who will be sitting above the gunge pool next week!"

The big screen switched to what appeared to be a hockey pitch. Two girls faced the camera, each wearing identical team uniforms of red t-shirts, white shorts, red knee-length socks and trainers.

"Hi" said the girl on the left. She was tall, slim and tanned, with very long spindly legs. "I'm Caroline, and this is Dominique. We both play for the Lions hockey club here in Kent. Now, our team mates say they're sick of us both saying we want to be captain when our current skipper Jess retires next season, so they're making us decide this on this show! I think I should be captain because I'm 24 so I've got more experience, and I play in defence so I get a better view of the game".

"I'm Dominique" smiled the other girl. She was much shorter and stockier than Caroline. She was half-Asian, and looked rather Japanese in appearance. "I think you should gunge Caroline! Seriously I've been the top goalscorer here three years running. Even though I'm only 21 I think the girls respect me more and I'd make the better captain!"

"We'll see" said Kate, as the camera cut back to the studio. "The numbers to call are going across your screen now. After the break, we'll have our Yellow and Blue teams back for round two,."



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"Welcome back" smiled Kate, and also welcome our two teams back into the studio!"

Both teams trooped back into the studio, with Sally, Jess and Gemma having wet hair after showering off the slime from round one. Sally was still convinced that gunge still covered her, there had been so much to wash off.

"Welcome back, teams. Now, this round is a more physical round." Kim smiled. She knew they would have the edge in sporty type games. "the game is a relay. Each team member will complete the obstacle course you see in front of you."

Kate moved over to the long obstacle course that had been set up and ran the length of the studio.

"You will start on this podium. From there, you will leap into this pool of green gunge. You need to find a tennis ball, a number of which are at the bottom of the gunge. You will then climb up this ladder out of the gunge. You then find yourself at the top of this slide. You throw the tennis ball at this target. If you miss, you need to get back in the gunge, and get another ball. If you hit, you will slide down into this vat of custard. Next, you need to balance along this long slippery plank above this pit of mud. If you fall down, you need to go back to the start and begin again. If not, you stand under one of these tanks and pull the adjacent chain. It will either contain icy cold water, gunge or custard. When you pull the chain, the next girl on your team can start. The first team to get all three girls under a tank wins!"

Kim was raring to go, as were Sally and Jess. The others were noticeably less keen.

"Right, time to decide on your running order" said Kate.

Kim decided that she would go first, with the idea that she could give them an early lead. Gemma would go next, and Nikki last. Sally wanted to go first, but decided that they would send their weakest athlete, Laura, out first, with Jess second and Sally on the last leg.

"Right, get ready girls" said Kate.

Kim stood on her podium as if she were a swimmer about to launch herself into the pool. Laura was much more tentative. She was game for a laugh but she didn't much like the look of that mud further down the course.

"On your marks, get set, go!"

Kim threw herself into the gunge. She didn't stop to think about the mess as she dived in looking for a ball. Laura jumped in, and bent over looking for a ball, clearly much more wary about getting her face and hair messy.

In no time Kim had salvaged a ball from the slime, and leapt up the ladder. She positioned herself on the slide and hurled the ball accurately. Her seat pitched forward and she slid feet first into the vat of custard. The custard was just under waist high on the tall Kim and she ploughed through it quickly. Laura had only just found her tennis ball. Kim had reached the bar over the mud. She inched along it, knowing it would be better to take her time and get across in one go. Laura had missed the huge target with her tennis ball, so she had to climb back into the gunge to find another. Sally and Jess were screaming at her to hurry up, seeing how far ahead Kim now was. Kim had negotiated the bar and raced on to the tanks. She chose the middle one at random, leapt underneath and pulled the chain. A torrent of custard erupted from above, covering her in yellow slop. As soon as she pulled the chain, Gemma started.

Gemma jumped into the gunge pool, thinking at least it wasn't as bad as the gunge tank had been earlier on. By now Laura had found another ball and this time hit the target. She squealed as she was deposited in the custard. She forced her way through it and climbed out the other side, her long legs now bright yellow with dripping custard. Gemma also had a tennis ball, hit the target, and plunged into the custard, only a couple of yards behind Laura. Laura inched her way carefully along the bar, her long feet giving her good balance. Gemma unfortunately was a little too gung-ho. She went way too fast and only took a couple of steps before falling off. The mud only came up to her ankles but it was totally disgusting, dirty brown mud between her toes. By the time Gemma had got back to the start of the bar, Gemma was through and was underneath a tank. She pulled the lever. She screamed as ice cold water poured out, freezing her and soaking her tight clothes to her skin. It was unbelievably cold, but she was pleased it was water rather than custard or gunge.

Jess was now able to start, and she threw herself into the gunge pool enthusiastically. Gemma this time was much more careful on the bar, and finally got across. She ran for the tank to the right of where Kim was still standing, dripping in custard. Like Laura before her, Gemma was drenched in ice cold water.

Jess was just sliding into the custard, and enjoying it, when Nikki began the last leg for the Blue team. Nikki wasn't looking forward to the gunge and nervously jumped in. It was cold and she didn't enjoy one bit fumbling around in it. Jess had charged through the custard and was onto the bar. It was tough for her, her bare feet were small and slim so she couldn't get much purchase on the bar. Somehow, though, she got across, just as Nikki finally found a tennis ball in the gunge. Jess rushed under a tank and pulled the chain. Custard flowed out, already the second time on the show that she had felt cold custard pour onto her long black hair.

Sally launched herself into the gunge pool. She was very close to Nikki, who was just sliding into the vat of custard. This was Nikki's first experience of gunge on the show, and the busty redhead was not enjoying it one little bit. Sally grabbed a tennis ball and leapt up the steps of the slide, just as Nikki was climbing out of the custard. The four girls who had already finished were all jumping up and down, clapping and cheering. Sally plunged into the custard and battled through it. Nikki was making slow progress along the bar, desperate not to fall into the mud. Sally clambered onto the bar, now only a yard behind Nikki. Sally looked certain to overtake her; but she just pushed too hard. Her custard covered bare feet didn't get enough purchase on the bar, she lost her footing, and fell off into the mud. It was a lovely feeling, the wet mud between her toes, but Sally was furious. There was no point getting back onto the bar. She watched as Nikki ran off to the tanks, to the delight of Kim and Gemma. Nikki pulled the chain and green gunge was dumped on her. She squealed, disliking the sensation but at the same time delighted that she'd won the round for her team.

"Fantastic" shouted Kate above the cheering from the studio audience, "Another round to the Blues! Sally, come here please."

Sally was gutted that they'd lost yet another round. Still, at least she had her forfeit to look forward to. She padded over to Kate, who held up a vast, deep custard pie. Sally couldn't wait, but pretended to look horrified. Kate took Sally's hand, and shoved the pie into the pretty student's face. Kate rubbed it in, making sure the creamy mess fully covered Sally's face.

"Well, that's it for round two" said Kate. A curtain drew across the stage, covering the two teams and the course. "Whilst we get everything cleared away it's the turn of a lucky audience member to win £1,000. Time for us to pick a lucky contestant!"

The studio lights dimmed and a spotlight danced around the audience. After several seconds it landed on a girl five rows from the front. She looked shocked, but then clapped happily. She got upped and skipped down the stairs to join Kate on stage.

"Hi" said Kate "and welcome to the show. Tell us a bit about yourself honey".

"Hiya! My name's Erin and I'm 19!" Erin was short and slim with wavy dyed blonde hair. She wore a dress of green and white horizontal stripes with matching white sandals. "I'm a secretary from Birmingham!"

"That's great" said Kate; "do you want to play for a cash prize?"

"Oooh, yes please!" said Erin. She had been desperately hoping to be picked.

"Splendid" smiled Kate. "Now, Erin, what we have here is a dunk tank. You get to sit in that seat above it, and I will ask you a really easy quiz question. If you get it wrong, you stay clean but win nothing. If you get it right, that chair pitches forward and you get dunked in this lovely sloppy purple gunge. OK so far?"

"Sure" smiled Erin happily.

"OK. Now then, here's the catch Erin. Don't worry about your pretty dress, we'll give you a gunge show uniform like the teams wear. If you wear that above the tank, and you get the question right, you win £100.OK?"

"Sure" said Erin.
"But you have other choices" smiled Kate. "If you sit up there in just your bra and knickers, we'll give you £300. Lastly, if you're prepared to sit up there stark naked, we'll give you £1,000 with a correct answer!"

The audience cheered. Erin shifted from foot to foot, unsure what to do. It would be fantastic to win the prize, but naked? On national TV? Then again, she didn't want to appear a bad sport

"Naked!" she said, and the audience roared their approval.

"Fantastic" said Kate, seeing viewing figures going through the roof. "In your own time then, Erin honey."

Erin kicked off her sandals, highlighting a cute silver ankle bracelet she wore. Kate unzipped the back of Erin's dress, and she stepped out of it. She was now in only a white bra and white knickers with a pink flowery pattern design.

"Nice pants" laughed Kate.

"Thanks" said Erin, really throwing herself into this. She unhooked her bra, surprising herself at how easy it was to strip on TV. Her small, firm breasts were revealed, nipples hard with the coldness of the studio. Lastly she hooked her fingers into her pants and pulled them off, revealing a lovely firm bottom and meticulously shaved pubic hair.

"Right, take a seat" said Kate.

Erin climbed up the steps to the dunk tank, giving the audience a perfect view of her round bottom. She took her seat, toes dangling a foot or so above the purple gunge.

"Right then Erin" said Kate, "Remember you have to get this right to win the money. Who presents the ITV quiz show Who Wants to be a Millionaire?"

Erin kicked her feet happily. It really was an easy one.

"Chris Tarrant!"

"Well done Erin" said Kate, and pulled a lever on the side of the dunk tank.

Erin's chair pitched violently forward and threw her naked into the gunge. She screamed as she hit the cold slop. She was completely submerged, then stood up and heard the cheers of the crowd through the slime. Of course she was totally covered in gunge, she ran her hands through her hair, great dollops of gunge dripping from it. Gunge slithered down her breasts, over her bottom, as she stood up she was waist deep in the slime.

"Well, a big hand for a very deserving competition winner!" said Kate, and Erin waved happily from the dunk tank.

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After another ad break, Kate returned to the stage.

"Welcome back. Now it's time for round three, with the Yellow team in desperate need of a win!"

The two teams returned to the stage, all of them freshly showered and in new, clean team uniforms.

"Round three is our distraction round. Now, as you can see we have a very special gunge tank for this one. As you can see, it contains a hard backed seat rather than a stool. It also has two holes in the front, through which you put your feet. Finally, there is a cord within the tank itself, which activates the gunging mechanism. Now, each girl will go in the tank, one at a time, with the teams alternating. You will sit in the tank and put your feet through the holes. We will start a clock, and Charlotte - who believe me is very good at this - will tickle your bare feet."

Several girls' jaws dropped at this statement.

"You can stop the tickling at any time by pulling on the cord provided and gunging yourself" said Kate. "at the end, we will combine your times, and whichever team endures the tickling the longest wins! The Blue team will go firs; Kim, who would you like to send in first?"

"Erm, I think I'll take responsibility again" said Kim.

Becky led Kim to the tank and locked her inside. Kim put her ankles through the holes provided, and Becky moved a lever which locked them in place. Kim's large size seven bare feet were very vulnerable. She took hold of the cord so it was at hand when she needed it. Charlotte took a seat on a small stool in front of the tank. For the first time, Kim noticed how long Charlotte's nails were. Charlotte had a small table next to her on which were some apparently random implements.

"Time starts whenever you begin, Charlotte" said Kate.

Charlotte nodded. Then she slowly raked the nail of each index finger up Kim's long bare feet. Kim took in a sharp breath. Charlotte repeated the exercise three times, Kim becoming extremely uncomfortable, and then Charlotte quickly scrabbled her nails all over Kim's bare feet.

The sudden shock was too much and without thinking, Kim pulled on the cord. Blue gunge pumped out, covering the nurse in slime.

"Eight seconds" said Kate to the gunged girl in the tank. "Not the best start. Now a Yellow team member please."

Kim was released from the tank and the residual gunge was hosed away as the Yellows decided who should go first. Both Sally and Jess were very worried about the prospect of having their bare feet tickled. Conversely Laura was more worried about the gunge, so she was sent oout in the hope of a good start.

Laura was fastened into the tank, and Charlotte got to work. Laura's feet were as large as Kim's but not quite as sensitive. She certainly wasn't enjoying Charlotte's nails on her feet, but it was better than the gunge. Then, after seeing the nails weren't working, Charlotte reached over to her table and grabbed a long feather. She slowly stroked Laura's feet with it, and Laura began to laugh, but still she didn't pull the lever. Then Charlotte placed the feather between Laura's toes and began a swift sawing motion. Laura's toes were much more sensitive than her soles, and this was too much. She pulled the cord and yellow gunge splashed down on her. She screamed, not enjoying her first proper gunging in the tank.

"Forty two seconds. Well done Laura" said Kate as the gunged girl was let out of the tank.

Next to be fastened in was Gemma. She was very nervous and, after only ten seconds of Charlotte's ministrations on her milky white bare feet, she pulled the chain and gunged herself in cold green slime.

Next up was Jess, who was visibly petrified. Her small little feet wiggled nervously as she waited or Charlotte to begin. As soon as Charlotte touched her feet, she pulled the cord and gunged herself. When the floe of green slime finished, the messy girl looked up to find herself not being freed from the tank.

"That was such a shocking effort" said Kate as the pretty student wiped gunge from her face, "that you deserve to be punished for it. Kate was given a jug of baked beans. She approached the tank and proceeded to pour the beans slowly over Jess's defenceless bare feet. Jess screamed as the cold slop ran down over her little bare feet, beans sneaking in between her toes, sticky slop covering her feet.

Finally she was released from the tank, having contributed just one second to her team's cause.

Last to go for the Blue team was Nikki.
Nikki was fastened into the tank, and the tickling began. Nikki believed she could take a good deal of tickling on her bare feet, and so it proved. She giggled wildly as Charlotte tried her fingernails, the feather, and then her nails again. Nikki was desperate, but she was hanging on. Charlotte's next tool was an electric toothbrush. She switched it on, and ran it delicately up Nikki's bare foot. Finally, this was too much and, screaming, Nikki pulled the cord. Yellow gunge sloshed down covering the poor screaming nurse who was not enjoying the sensation. Still, she had given her team a real chance.

"Sixty four seconds, well done Nikki" said Kate. "So Sally needs to survive forty seconds of tickling to win the round!"

Sally was fastened into the tank. She wasn't looking forward to this, but she just simply had to do it to keep them in contention for the holiday.

Sally's long, thin, bony bare feet were locked into place and were at Charlotte's mercy. As soon as the tickling began Sally began to squeal with laughter. All she wanted to do was gunge herself, but she had to hang on. The tickling was agony, Charlotte's fingers were expertly torturing her bare feet and she could barely breathe. Once the feather was rubbed up and down her soles she thought there would be no way she could hang on. She saw that she had ten seconds to go, gritted her teeth and somehow survived the tickling of the feather between her bare toes. After what seemed like hours she saw Jess and Laura celebrate, and she yanked the cord, giving herself a pleasant gunging in green slime and more importantly saving her bare feet from any further tickling.

Sally was released and the Yellow team shared a gungey hug together in celebration.

"A huge win for the Yellow team" said Kate "and Kim's first captain's forfeit of the day."

The already gunged Kim joined Kate. Kate held up a jug of beans, the same size as she had used for Jess's feet a few moments ago.

"Hold your top open" said Kate.

Kim grimaced but realised she had no choice. She held open her top and Kate poured the beans inside. Ai shivered as the beans slithered down her chest and covered her breasts. She felt the beans escape into her shorts and begin to slip down her legs.

"OK, we'll be back after the break with our 'Justice' feature" said Kate.


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"Welcome back to the show, everyone" said Kate. "Now it's time for one of my favourite features, where we find a member of the audience who deserves a gungey punishment! So do we have anyone namedKylie Redford in the audience?"

The spotlight fell sharply on a girl with dark frizzy hair in the back of the audience. Her mouth fell open in horror.

"Come and join me Kylie" said Kate.

The girl had no choice and slowly made her way through her row and down the stairs onto the stage. She was tall and slim and looked very physically fit. She wore a black and white striped t-shirt, small, tight black shorts and trainers.

"Hi Kylie" said Kate.

"Er..hi" said Kylie quietly.

"Any idea why you've been asked to join me up here, Kylie?" asked Kate

"Ermaybe." replied Kylie.

"Well, let's help you, shall we. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Kara-Lee to the show!"

From backstage a tall, very slim girl entered. She had long, straight ginger hair and wore a blue tracksuit and trainers. Kylie's face fell at her appearance.

"Hi Kara-Lee" said Kate. "Perhaps you'd like to tell us why you wrote into the show about Kylie here."

"Sure Kate" smiled Kara-Lee. "Well, Kylie and I are the best two gymnasts in our area. I've won more titles than she has, though. So anyway, last month it was the county finals. I'd done better than her on the apparatus and it was just the floor section left to go. I got on stage ready and this - bitch - it turns out has put itching powder in my leotard! So I basically make a fool of myself, lose all my routines and Kylie wins the event."

"Wow" said Kate. "Anything to say, Kylie?"

"No" whispered Kylie miserably, knowing the game was up.

"Right then" said Kate. "I think you know what happens now. In the tank, please, and if you watched last week you'll know that as part of your punishment, you go in fully clothed."

Kylie stepped inside the tank unhappily. At least she was driving home so she wouldn't have to spend too much time in public covered in slime. But this was her favourite outfit, and she had an idea she wouldn't be wearing it again.

Kylie took her seat on the stool, and looked around nervously. Kate brought Kara-Lee over to the tank.

"Before we gunge you" said Kate. "Kara-Lee tells me that there is a charity fete in your town next week. I think it's only appropriate that you volunteer for a day in the stocks, don't you? Oh, and if you don't, we'll make you take your gunging in the nude."

"Very well" said Kylie resignedly. She could already see the long queue of girls she had bullied, boys she had dumped waiting to pelt her with whatever horrid stuff was provided.

"OK then, Kara-Lee" said Kate, "whenever you're ready, just pull that lever, and get justice!"

Kara-Lee smiled happily, and hauled the lever down. A loud siren went off, and a second later bright green gunge exploded out of the tank. It formed a cone as the icy cold slime hit the pretty gymnasts head, and splattered all of the tank walls. In a second, a screaming, protesting Kylie was utterly covered in the gunge. The pour slowed to a trickle onto her hair. Her clothes were indeed ruined, she could feel the gunge seeping inside her top and even her tight shorts. Long globules dripped down from her sodden black hair, drips even fell from her nose. Kara-Lee bounced up and down in delight at the utter humiliation of her rival.

"Thanks Kara-Lee" said Kate, "and make sure that she gets in the stocks at the fete, or we might have to have her back on the show next series!"



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"Welcome back!" said Kate. "It's nearly time for the final round, but first, it's time for the result of Kate's Fates." Kate's heart, as ever, sank at this part of the show. "I can tell you, with 56% of the vote, that I will be gettingewwwsix eggs cracked over my head! But first, the final round. As ever, we have our poolbut this week instead of beans we have particularly thick green and purple gunge. So, wearing their best formal outfits for the final, please welcome back the Yellow team!"

Sally led her team out, wearing a stunning little black dress, sheer black stockings and high heels. Following her was Jess, in a tight white number, with bare legs and high open toed heels. Lastly Laura wore a long black gown that reached down to her ankles, with gold sandals.

"Now please welcome the Blue team. Instead of formal wear, because of their occupation they will be in their nurses uniforms!"

Kim, Gemma and Nikki came out wearing identical blue nurses outfits. Kim wore black tights and high heels, Gemma bare legs and trainers, and Nikki bare legs and sandals.

The two teams took their positions facing each other across the tank of beans.

"The final round will work the same way as last week" said Kate. Each girl has a number of ropes next to her. Most are decoys, but one will first empty gunge onto her head, then pitch her into the gunge below. Each girl started with six ropes. The Yellows lose two ropes for the rounds they lost, the Blues lose just one. As overall losers the Yellows also have to go first, so they'll need some luck on their side to win and stay in contention for the holiday. In your own time, Laura, if you'd like to go first please."

Laura looked nervously at the four ropes next to her. She took a firm hold of the nearest one and pulled. To her huge relief, nothing happened. Emboldened by Laura's success, Jess very quickly grasped a rope and pulled. Again, nothing happened. Last to go for the Yellows was captain Sally. Sally spent an age deliberating, then finally made her choice. Pulling the rope she braced herself for a gunging, but it never came.

"Wow, literally a clean sweep for the Yellows" said Kate. "Nikki, please get the Blue team underway,"

Nikki had five ropes to choose from and pulled one at random. The second she did so, a torrent of yellow slime splattered down from the tank above her. Nikki screamed in shock both at the mess but also how unlucky she had been. Once the gunge stopped, Nikki sat on her perch, wiping slime from her face.

"I wouldn't bother if I were you" said Kate, and Nikki's chair pitched forward and threw her screaming into the gunge below. She resurfaced, desperately trying to clear her eyes from the mess, her blue nurses uniform completely saturated with gunge. She had lost her sandals as she was thrown in, and she felt the soft bottom of the gunge pool with her bare feet.

"You can stay in there until the end of the round" said Kate. "Gemma, please."

The blonde was rather reluctant to pull any of the ropes after seeing what had become of her team mate. Picking one at random she gave it a very tentative tug, and was delighted to stay clean.

Next to go was captain Kim, the willowy brunette a little concerned at this stage, both at her heels dangling just above the gunge pool, and the early loss of Nikki. She grabbed one of the middle ropes and pulled. To her utter horror yellow gunge flooded out of the tank above her. However bad the gunging was, Kim barely felt it, so great was her annoyance at being out of the game. She was left to sit there for a while, drops of yellow gunge dripping from her legs into the slime below. Kim was then pitched in, hurling headfirst to join her friend Nikki in the slime pool.

The Yellows were delighted, they now just needed Gemma in the gunge and they would be through to the semi finals. Laura now had three ropes to choose from, and she tugged on the furthest one from her. To her utter relief, she stayed clean once again. Jess decided to do as she did in the first round, and pull a rope as quickly as possible. She cheered as her lovely white dress stayed clean yet again.

Sally debated which rope to pull, and took the middle one. Yellow gunge hit her almost instantly. She didn't duck or cover her head, she sat there resignedly as the slime poured over her head, slipping inside the top of her little black dress. After the customary pause she was pitched forward into the gunge pool. Sally was thoroughly enjoying herself as she ruined her dress in the saturating slime, but she was concerned about losing the game.

"Well, Gemma, if you pick the wrong rope here, the Yellow team win" said Kate.

Gemma was very nervous as she looked at the four ropes. Not only did she quite badly want ao avoid a gunging, but she had her two gunged team mates looking up at her from the slime pool, willing her to pick right. She gritted her teeth and pulled.

The yellow gunge splashed down instantly, covering a screaming Gemma and splashing down onto Nikki and Kim in the pool below. The cute blonde held her gunged head in her hands as the flow of slime stopped, unable to believe that they had lost the game. She was thrown screaming into the gunge below, hearing nothing but the cheers of the victorious yellow team opposite.

"Well, I wouldn't have4 thought it possible to be so unlucky with the ropes" said Kate. "The Yellow team win, and they'll go into the semi final draw. Unfortunately for the Blues, they'll be joining me later for their losers' forfeit. Now, though, while the teams get changed, it's time for, erm, Kate's Fates."

Kate derived no pleasure from this part of the show. She enjoyed seeing the contestants gunged, but she herself couldn't stand it. She was also well aware that the Youtube clip of her custard boots fate last week had been the most-viewed clip from the show.

Kate sat down on a tall metal stool, as Charlotte and Becky joined her, each holding three eggs. The two assistants enjoyed this part of the show most, as both had been turned down for the main presenting role in favour of Kate.

Becky took her first egg, placed it on the very top of Kate's blond hair and gently pushed.

Kate screamed as she felt the wet, sticky sensation of the egg yolk ooze over her head. Without further ado, Charlotte slammed two eggs in quick succession on poor Kate's head. The girls then began to shampoo the mess into the long blonde hair, ruining it as best they could. The next egg was from Becky and smashed into Kate's forehead, Charlotte following with hers. Sticky egg yolk slithered horribly down Kate's face, she somehow forced a smile for the camera as the last egg was slammed hard on her head and the last of the mess squirted out over her. Kate needed an hour washing her hair, but she only had three minutes of an advert break.

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After the break, Kate ran back on stage, her hair still wringing wet from the shower, traces of yellow yolk still visible on her white t-shirt.

"Hi guys, welcome back" she said breathlessly. "To round things up, please welcome the winning team, the Yellows!"

Sally, Jess and Laura arrived back on stage, in their original team uniforms.

"Come and have a chat, Sally" said Kate.

Sally did so happily, elated to get another chance to come on the show.

"You got a bit lucky in the final, Sally."

"Yeah, I know. But we won the tickling round and I think we deserve it just for that, I never want my feet tickled like that again."

"Of course it's all about the holiday, and you're closer now."

"Yeah, I can't wait to get stuck in to the semi final."
"Great" said Kate. "Stick around and watch the loser's forfeit. Please welcome back the Blue team!"

Kim, Nikki and Gemma trudged back on, none of them looking forward to whatever was in store.

"OK girls, welcome to the losers' punishment. Now, you will all stand together in the gunge tank, but I'm going to give you three choices. Stand in there in your uniform, and we'll gunge you with rotten milk. Go in topless, and it will be out-of-date baked beans. In the nude, it will just be green gunge. You have five seconds to decide."

An urgent conference was held. Nikki didn't want to take anything off, but neither Gemma nor Kim much minded the nudity, and they certainly didn't want anything rotten dumped on them.

"Nude" said Kim quietly.

"Right then, get on with it" said Kate.

Kim took responsibility and took her top off, showing her small a-cup breasts, and her shorts came off too, revealing that she was unshaven. Gemma went next, quite proud at the cheers she got as her heavy breasts swung free, her chubby, spankable bottom also was met with approval.

Nikki very reluctantly pulled off her top, and was very embarrassed at the cheers for her own large, firm breasts, and her big bottom.

The three girls held hands and stood together in the gunge tank. There was barely enough room, and they huddled together, bare feet on top of each other, turned inwards with their bare bottoms visible to the camera.

"Sally, as the victorious captain, perhaps you'd like to do the honours" said Kate.

"Great" said Sally. She made them wait, shivering in the nude, for a few seconds before violently pulling the lever down.

A siren wailed, and gallons of green gunge splattered down on the three screaming naked girls in the tank. The flow lasted a full five seconds, each of the girls feeling gunge covering every inch of their naked skin. As the flow stopped, Kim gave Nikki a hug, feeling bad that she'd talked her into coming on the show. Kim knew that none of them would be able to practice nursing as before, as their colleagues and patients would be very unlikely to let them forget their humiliating, naked gunging on live TV.

"Well, that's it for another show" said Kate. "Don't forget to vote in our viewer's poll this week, and we'll be back at the same time next week as two more teams start on the long road to our fabulous prize!"