Tara Slong sat in the waiting room of the WAMS studios. She was stoked for her interview, though she wasn't sure what position. The email had said they were hiring for several parts on the new show, and all candidates should be willing to get messy. Tara twirled her blond hair as she waited, getting moist at the prospect of getting totally destroyed by messy materials. Her ex got her into the wet and messy play four years ago, and the twenty-five year old had several experiences since then. Whatever job she got, she was sure it would be her dream come true. Getting paid for what she did for fun seemed like a pretty large win.

The door on the other side of the waiting room opened. A tall girl came out, covered in a mixture of slime, pie and other indistinguishable mess. Tara, they will see you now. Tara got up and stared at the unrecognisable figure. She knew this was going to be her in a few minutes and couldn't wait. She followed the girl through the halls. Every now and then a large clump of goop would fall on the floor, and her feet left marks as she walked. Finally, she opened the door and let Tara walk through but the other applicant must have headed for the showers. Tara walked into the spacious sounds stage. Where there were three tables set up. Two on either side of a suspiciously clean fold up chair and another table in front of the chair. This centre table had three people sitting down, two women and one man in the centre. All were dressed in very official suites.

You must be Tara, Pleasure to meet you. The man stood up and the women followed suit. Tara crossed the room and took his extended hand. My name is Blane McHenry, Vice President of H.R for the WAMS Studio.

Mara Grisby, Executive Producer for Daring Do, the show we're trying to get off the ground. The woman on his left smiled and extended her hand, which Tara shook.

I'm Jennifer Links, Creative director for the show The African American woman extended her hand next. Tara repeated the process and greeted her. Once the pleasantries were done, Jennifer turned on a camera that was beside her.

So Tara, I know we haven't given you a lot of information about what this show will be about, but at this point, we feel comfortable letting you know what you'll be signing up for. This is going to be a game show, and we are hiring for the lead presenter and several 'stage hand' positions. Everyone in these roles must feel comfortable with getting very messy and nudity. Are these two things you would be comfortable with.

Well I love getting messy, and I'm very happy with my body.

Blane smiled. Very good, would you please get undressed before you take a seat please?

Tara was a little thrown off balance at the question. I'm sorry? This was shaping up to be an unusual interview.

Well, we've found that people will say just about anything during these job interviews. In order to get past that, we're asking all of our participants to show us they will be comfortable with the subject matter which they will be participating in for the show. If you don't feel comfortable getting naked, that's fine, you're free to leave at any time, just understand... Before he could finish her jacket was on the floor. Her pants soon followed, she kicked them off with her shoes. Tara unbuttoned the shirt letting the three see her lacy white panties. In an instant, her bra was off, and she threw it on the table for fun. Last, she made a show of pulling down her panties and letting them take in her naked mound which was swelling more and more with anticipation. Very good. Would you mind turning around. She did so, slowly, so they and the camera could take in her shapely rear. Once she faced them again, she took her seat. The mettle on her bare butt made her shiver, but soon the metal warmed to her body.

So we'll start off with some simple questions and then move on to the interactive portion of the interview. First, measurements? We'll need to know for costuming.

Bust 36C, waist 29, hips 32, inseam 30.

Lovely. Blane wrote some notes on the paper in front of him. What sort of presentation or media experience do you have.

I was a dare cam girl for about six months, just to get through college. I went to school for Fine Arts and I'm not doing too much with that degree.

We see by your nipples and nether regions you're quite excited. Feel free to use any of the implements on the table to relax. While you look, why don't you tell us about your most memorable wet and messy experience. As she looked for something fun among the personal pleasure section of tables, she told them of a time special to her. She settled upon a small clitoris vibrator which she stuck in identifying her after turning it on. Recounting the time she volunteered for a charity event at the Fun Box and the vibrators made her wet fast. She finished the story with a moan and a puddle of pussy juice between her legs.

Very good Miss Slong. Mara smiled.

Thanks. I think I got your chair a little messy though.

It would appear so, would you mind cleaning that up? Mara leant forward and smiled with your tongue.

With only minor hesitation, she got out of the chair and all fours, giving them a fine look at her button once more. she slowly licked up the puddle from the seat and heard scribbling behind her. The must have liked what they saw. once she was done she stood up.

No need to site again Miss Slong. we're moving on to the next portion of the interview. Jennifer got up and walked toward her, but not before removing her jacket. She only wore a bra underneath and a short pencil skirt covered her legs. Would you mind inserting a rectum plug for the remainder of the interview?

For the first time, she was genuinely hesitant. Her body language showed it. I've I've never done that before. I suppose I could give it a shot.. She watched as Jennifer picked up a metal button plug and applied a thin film of lubricant. As though she had done it several times before, she inserted it up Tara's bum. Tara stood reaction was immediate. the sliminess, the shape, the fact she was used to things going the opposite direction, all made her open her mouth wide in shock. it was at the moment Jennifer applied a fluffy coconut cream pie to Tara stood O face.

That's much better. How to you feel about being bound? Jennifer asked as she picked up some white nylon rope.

I've always been a fan of BDSM, Bondage, Domination slime and mess right. She winked at the creative director.

Oh, very cheeky, write that one down, I might use that later. Jennifer forced Tra to fold her arms behind her and tied them horizontally. With the remainder of the rope, she wrapped it around Tara's chest. The black beauty was just getting started. Next, she slammed two pies into her awaiting breasts. The sharp intake of breath signalled her pleasure. Jennifer slammed another pie into her crotch and made sure to rub the contents up and down, around her mound. I think it's time for you to sit down again. Jennifer forced Tara back into the chair where a tiered cake awaited her naked behind. The cake and icing spilt out around her bum and came up between her open legs. Her sitting also jostled the butt plug, making her sit up straight.

Let's get something a little more fluid. Jennifer picked up a large kitchen bowl. She looked up and awaited her surprise. She was rewarded when the contents were tipped over her head. It was a thick slime which by the taste was water, condensed milk and cornstarch. She had tried the mixture before and had been a fan. The goo slowly flowed down her face and between her breasts, coming to rest between her legs. Next Jennifer picked up a bottle of chocolate sauce and sprayed it all over her body. Tara felt something being inserted into her pussy lips Be a dear and hold that will you. Tara knew what to do, she sprayed the cream inside her using her legs to turn the can away from her messy snatch. It was a most interesting feeling, the cold cream invading her most intimate insides.

While the cream sprayed, another bowl of slime was poured over her head. Tara did not look up so the slime also flowed down her mostly clean hair and back. Open wide. Without even looking Tara tilted her head back and obeyed. She felt the edge of a bowl against her lips followed by an avalanche of chocolate pudding. She swallowed what she could but most just landed on top of or bound breasts. She had to admit, though the was fun, her arms were getting tired.

As if in answer, Jennifer began to undo the rope, messy though it was. Tara removed the empty can from between her legs and let it fall to the ground. Lay on your back dear. Tara did as she was told and was rewarded with Jennifer very nimble tongue lapping up the lip cream inside her. Tara began to moan softly and spread the mess all over her body, focusing on her pert nipples. For the second time she came, though this one was much stronger, leaving r her breathing heavy and stranded on her back. Jennifer took the time to move several gallon buckets around Tara's mid-season.

She looked around and saw Jennifer' very naked, very black butt at the table. she had removed her skirt and clearly had chosen to go commando. Getting a closer look around, Tara saw the gallon buckets were filled with partially frozen ice cream. Jennifer now stood over the helpless blonde, pie in hand. She merely let go, sending the cherry pie on a messy crash course into Tara's awaiting face. the messy contents forced her eyes closed. That was why she felt Jenifer straddle her face instead of seeing it. The black beauty's pussy was very wet, she could tell when her tongue pierced the pie and found the awaiting slit. She eagerly lapped up the pussy juices, though she didn't have much of a choice.

Tara's scream was muffled by the body on her face. One of the buckets of ice cream was poured on her tits. The next was dumped over her stomach, still cold though rather fluid. Yet another one was tossed on Tara's open pussy. As her linking increased, Tara knew Jennifer was close to coming. Soon she tasted Jennifer cum mixed with the pie. Jennifer got off Tara's face and shook a bit before retreating a towel.

That was very enjoyable. Jennifer breathed. she pulled Tara up while whipping her crotch clean with the towel. The dunk tank is a staple on the show, so we need to see how you'll react to it. Jennifer led Tara to another section of the studio. Blane and Mara followed while janitors cleared the mess from the floor and refilled the tables for the next interview. Tara had never done a dunk tank before. she climbed the ladder of the giant round vat.. one she was on the plank, her three interviewers started pelting the target with bean bags.

Come on, you call that a throw? Tara taunted. The three looked at her with some measure of surprise. Soon, they began trying again. I guess you never played sports. The three began to smile, though they tried to maintain a serious facade. Come on, I'm not nearly messy enough. At this rate, I'll be here all day Seeing her eagerness and the progress of the cleanup crew, the three walked over to the target and pushed it simultaneously. Tara dropped into the slime below, dipping under the surface. If there was a clean part of her, it wasn't anymore. When she resurfaced, the sludge came up to her shoulders. the good felt so good she even began to finger herself.

Alright Tara, you can come out now, Blane called.

Do you guys want the butterfly plug back?

She heard Mara snicker. No, I think you can keep it, we have room in the budget for more.

She was trying to buy more time in the slime. When will I know if I'm selected for the second round of interviews.

Oh sweaty, you are most definitely in for the second round of interviews Jennifer's voice reverberated somewhere farther away. A throaty moan of release from Tara was a fitting reply. She pulled herself out of the tank with some difficulty.

Now, if you please, could you go get the next girl, her name is Melony. After you do, showers will be on the right and your clothes will be waiting. Blane smiled at her before Tara turned and left the studio. As the girl before her, Tara walked down the hall, naked and very messy. She opened the door to the waiting room. Mellony, they will see you now. The look of shock, disgust and almost horror were priceless. The girl got up and left the room without a word. Tara just shrugged and walked back to the studio.

I don't think the next girl understood what willingness to get messy meant, Tara informed the three who had taken up their seat at the desk in front of the chair.

Well shoot, What are we going to do for the next hour. Blane looked at the ladies on either side of him.

I'm up for round two. Tara smile, which was reciprocated by the three Blane Mara and Jennifer.

Oh baby, you'll definitely be coming back for round two. Jennifer purred as she joined Mara walking towards the very willing Tara.