A Merry Adventure (Part 1)

"Lijsbeth, you stand charged of ruining our dance. How do you plead?" gibed her housemate, Isabel, as the feisty blonde squirmed above the four-foot deep dunk tank. Her haughty hubris betrayed by her perilous position; the Dutch Philosophy student shivered as she firmly gripped her knobbly plastic seat. Playfully faking bravado, she dipped her bare toes into the freezing cold water and drew semi-circles, to mockingly draw attention to her tormentor's small bosom. Wearing an extremely revealing, low-cut, pink, Cecile, tiered fringe, V neck strap, flapper dress, Lijsbeth dug her nails into the red plastic. Clinging on, in timid desperation, the five-foot-five dancer was nervous that she might just slip off. Not wearing a bra, the street smart, twenty-year-old grew afraid that she was also flashing her knickers. So, to ward off further embarrassment, she pushed her knees together, but this only served to draw up her skirt and expose her svelte thighs to the highly expectant crowd. Giggling timorously, in order to calm her nerves, Lijsbeth took a deep breath, before sighing and grinning affectedly, as she posed for her castmates, whilst they took sneery, ironic photos of her dry.

"Guilty as charged!" Lijsbeth beamed, knowing that by now, it was far too late to back out. Swishing her light blonde, half updo braids back over her left shoulder, the fiendish agitator mischievously tried to flirt with Josh, the only guy watching in the crowd. But, despite her best efforts, the brash, churlish trouble-maker proved frustratingly unable to catch his eye. For unfortunately, the handsome lead was too busy tenderly stroking his co-star, the bewitching Merry, down her neck, shoulder and left arm. Pouting, Lijsbeth noted Josh's furtive little secret before gasping hyperbolically as Isabel declared, "Well then, let your punishment start!" Punching the wooden target beside her, Isabel led the audience's cheers as her pretty housemate plunged into the deep vat of freezing cold water with a thunderous, cacophonous slap.

Squealing, Lijsbeth disappeared completely under; her breasts almost bursting out of her low-cut dress, as she fearsomely plummeted down. Cheering gleefully, her fellow chorus members each breathed a huge sigh of relief. Their lamentable rehearsal of 'Singin in the Rain' had been unequivocally disastrous; they all deserved to share poor, pompous Lijsbeth's sodden fate. It could have been any one of them flailing wildly in the dunk tank, yet the shrill, shrewd, slippery blonde had nobly accepted the blame. Nevertheless, they couldn't think of a more deserving, imperious victim; her watery demise was mirthfully well received by every single dancer.

In spite of Lijsbeth's unexpected gallantry, the unlucky, five-foot-two, eighteen-year-old brunette, Yulia, was stood far too close to the dunk tank and thus endured a barrage of splashed water as she cheered her castmate's justified demise. Wearing the same outfit as Lijsbeth, her flapper dress gave her absolutely no protection or privacy whatsoever and the force of the water almost caused her sodden breasts to burst out of her extremely low, sagging, neckline.

Her two blonde friends, Evie and Freya, both escaped the splash by a matter of inches. Collapsing in laughter, the eighteen-year-olds picked up two more buckets and poured ice cold water over their extremely unlucky pal. Evie, in fact, had been standing closest to the tank, but had fortunately, darted out of the way, just in time. Grumpily scooping two ice cubes out from under her dress' neckline, Yulia, who sported a sleek pompadour and ponytail, was aghast when Evie teasingly lifted up the back of her skirt. Keen to play a trick on Yulia, Freya pulled out the brunette's knickers, giving eight nearby girls a perfect view of her bare, dainty derriere. Naively thinking that only she could see her friend's petite backside, the five-foot-four teenager, who sported a dirty blonde, messy long bob with layers, whispered, "Revenge is mine, sweet cheeks", before pulling her panties slightly down.

Then, after a few seconds, Freya poured a bucket of ice-cold water into Yulia's panties before brutally snapping them back up against her curvy rear with a tumultuous thwack. Enjoying tormenting her best friend, Freya placed the empty bucket over Yulia's fringe before going up for a high five. But, leaving her co-conspirator stranded, Evie, a five-foot-six, light golden blonde, hissed, "Freya, what are you doing? That's taking things too far!" Blinded, Yulia stumbled around, shivering, as the trapped ice cubes melted against her svelte derriere. Finally lifting the bucket off her head, Yulia squealed as Freya poured another bucket of ice-cold water over her shimmering, sodden locks. Giggling, Freya blew a raspberry, but was interrupted by Isabel, who, unimpressed by the chaotic mayhem around her, emptied a bucket of ice-cold water over the cocky blonde. Sidling up to her friend, Evie put her arm around Freya's shoulders. Then, whilst smashing a custard pie onto her nose, Evie soothed, "You deserved that!" Alerted by half the crowd that they had all seen her bare bottom, Yulia blushed before piping, "Freya! Why?" Keen for revenge, Yulia strode over to her friend and splattered a strawberry filled, pink cream pie against the young blonde's forehead. Scrunching up her nose, Yulia warned, "Don't worry, accidents happen, but I'll get my revenge, I assure you now!"

Last weekend, the easily led, wide-eyed blonde had greatly embarrassed herself during her walk home from a late-night student house party. Just after midnight, whilst taking a short cut through the park, Yulia had tipsily suggested that she, Yulia and Evie go skinny dipping. Taking one step into the lake, Evie immediately refused, whereas Freya stripped down to her knickers and charged dementedly straight into the shallows. Also, taking off her dress, Yulia swiftly followed her daredevil pal. But the lingerie clad brunette soon began to regret her decision, as Freya viciously splashed her backside. Her retaliatory splashes neither containing the same venom nor distance, Yulia, wanting revenge, simply pushed Freya over into the marsh.

Laying on her back, in a shallow part of the lake, the young topless blonde retaliated by ceaselessly splashing Yulia a second time. Her saturated knickers already awash with lake water, Freya wasn't going to stop until Yulia's were even soggier. Flinching as she raised her arms to protect her eyes, the brunette hilariously toppled over. Picking herself up, her cheeks and chest covered in mud, the young brunette threw a handful of sludge at Evie. Ducking out the way, the dry blonde chose not to warn her assailant as Freya quietly crept up from behind. Taking her by surprise, Freya unhooked the youngster's bra and threw it into the centre of the lake. Turning around, the topless brunette shrieked and lent forwards to push Freya back. Just missing, Yulia instead fell forwards, into a clump of pondweed, causing her best friend great mirth. Her face and chest coated with mud, Yulia gingerly stood back up and chose her next plan of attack.

Caught off guard, as she implored the hesitant Evie to join them, Freya was splattered by a relentless barrage of slime and sludge that Yulia had scooped up from the lake floor. Her face smeared with grime, her breasts covered in gunk, Freya didn't care, for going skinny dipping was something she had always dreamt of. With boys preferably, otherwise what was the point; she'd already seen Yulia naked before anyhow. For despite being eighteen, Yulia still hadn't learnt how to securely tie a towel around her chest without it falling down! Finding being splattered by silt and soil unexpectedly electrifying, Freya did even try to react and instead stood still and eagerly took her punishment. Shivering, she almost slipped over, whilst the topless Yulia continued to hurl pond weed at her crotch.

Coated, in gunk, from the knees up, Freya charged at Yulia and playfully wrestled the pretty teenager into the water. The shorter and slighter of the two, Yulia was helpless as Freya quickly overpowered her. Shoved savagely into a clump of pondweed, Yulia held her breath as her face and bare breasts were repeatedly pushed into the muddy bank of the lake bed. Her nose and cheeks held down into the gunk, the brunette was by now far, far grubbier than her victorious blonde opponent. Her body smeared in slime, Yulia didn't notice when Freya started to pull her knickers down her thighs.

Reacting far too slowly, Yulia squirmed in horror as Freya threw her soiled panties over to the far side of the lake, near to the shrubland. Completely naked, the young teen pouted as Freya then mercilessly threw clumps of mud at her crotch. Specifically aiming for her relatively clean hips and waist, Freya didn't relent until every last inch of Yulia's body was covered in a thick layer of algae and brown sludge.

Wading over to the shrubland, Yulia bent forwards as she searched through a clump of pond weed for her underwear. Her backside, raised and wiggling in the air as she foraged, the naked brunette looked like a water nymph, hungry for a conquest. Slipping over, face first, Yulia's latest foray into the water at least cleared a layer of grime from her body. Her breasts visible once again, the naked teenager miraculously rescued her knickers and threw them up into the air in triumph. Flailing wildly as she jumped up to catch them, the brunette shrieked as her panties splatted over the top of her forehead.

Yawning, the nude teen then took four tired attempts to pull her sodden panties back up her mucoid thighs, whilst Freya cheekily splashed her. Repeatedly slipping down, her knickers, heavy and coated in gunk, simply wouldn't stay where she wanted. Contemplating giving up, Yulia glanced over towards her dress, wondering whether she should go commando.

Thoroughly soaked, the brunette thought she heard Evie frantically cry out. But, distracted by Freya's latest offensive, she couldn't quite catch what Evie was shouting. Retaliating, Yulia initially gave back as good as she got, but soon, the brunette's offensive slowed precipitously. Crying, "Freya, hang on...Freya!" Yulia tried to warn her friend, but being constantly splattered, the teenager was unable to get her words heard over the cascading, slimy onslaught.

Moments later, five students, of whom thankfully only one was a man, gingerly emerged from the shrubland. Materializing from behind the bushes, where the naked Yulia had frantically searched for her knickers, it was remarkable that the brunette hadn't seen them watch. Having expected a quiet evening, listening to owls, the Birdwatching society surfaced looking extremely unhappy at the disruption. Thanks to Freya and Yulia, all the owls had been scared off and their leader, a twenty-one-year-old, five-foot-seven, blonde named Tamsin, complained that they had ruined their entire night.

Caught short, Freya hurriedly crouched into the lake, the water lapping around her shoulders as she darted down. Yulia, despite blushing wildly, choose to stay standing up and wrapped both her arms around her unclad bosom in defiance. Unbeknownst to the brunette, the top of her backside was also sticking out above her sagging panties.

Mako, the only man present, joked, "You didn't say it would be these types of birds!" whilst staring at the glistening Yulia's breasts and thighs. Thankful that he only had eyes for her friend, Freya cheekily slapped Yulia's backside and tried to draw Mako's attention to the brunette's sagging panties. Squinting, in the pale moonlight, Mako glanced slyly over at his girlfriend before furtively returning his dishonourable gaze to Yulia's glorious bottom.

Recognising Yulia, Honor, a willowy, five-foot-nine brunette, beamed, "Hey, Yulia, I didn't think you would make it!" Wearing a short, black, plain, tuck dress, whilst the others all wore coats and trousers, the geeky Pharmacology student waved frantically, almost poking Tamsin in the eye. The unstylish, lithe, twenty-year-old wore her dark brown hair loose, with a stocky, choppy fringe and donned thick, dark blue glasses. "When I invited you, I meant that we should go birdwatching!" Honor, whilst purposefully pointing at Yulia's barely covered breasts, cried.

Realising that Honor was responsible for the disruption of their birdwatch, Tamsin picked up a handful of mud and wiped it over her forehead in a show of supremacy and power. Taking care, Tamsin ensured to smear mud all over Honor's glasses and then behind her lenses and around her eyes. Next, Tamsin picked up an even larger lump of mud and wiped it over her friend's cheeks, chin and daring neckline. Gasping, the indecisive, submissive Honor realised her mistake and knowing her place, refused to fight back. Noting her best friend's timidity, Tamsin scooped up a mountain of mud and splattered it down over Honor's choppy fringe before wiping the mud over her mouth, chin and philtrum.

"I can explain!" Honor beseeched, whilst spitting out a clump of soil that she almost swallowed. But upon being given the opportunity, no sensible words or reasons followed. So, in tandem, the three other girls promptly pelted her with dollops and dollops of mud, until her entire face, chest and hair were completely covered. Taking over thirty seconds to coat her with gunk, her friends took no mercy on Honor whatsoever, thoroughly enjoying giving her a hard time. Smothered in muck, from the waist up, Honor looked like a swamp monster emerging from her lagoon and with her glasses caked in mud, she simply couldn't see to defend herself, as they continued to attack.

"Mako, help!" she cried, expecting her boyfriend, who she had dragged along tonight, to save her ass. But, with the semi-naked Yulia catching his eye, Mako was slow to come to her rescue. Instead, Mako jokily scooped Honor up and threw her into the deepest part of the water. Landing with a loud splash, the bespectacled girl disappeared completely under. Spluttering, her whole body covered in grime and clammy algae oozing inside her damp, soiled panties, Honor shuddered as pond weed wormed its way inside her dress and clung tightly to her cheeks and forehead. Justifying himself, Mako cried, "It's what all of us really wanted!" Nodding in agreement, Tamsin and the others continued to pelt poor Honor with mud, extra points being scored if they could get mud to dribble down under her dress's daring neckline.

Watching Mako and Honor interact, Freya couldn't help but notice that they were an extremely odd, ill matched couple. In fact, they had only been going out for nine weeks and their relationship was clearly in a bit of trouble. The two of them had met at Honor's twentieth birthday party, when Mako saw Tamsin shove a slice of cake into her pretty cheekbones. Rubbing the icing, sponge and strawberry filling over her mate's dainty face, Tamsin was enviously aware that Mako was staring at Honor. Tamsin had always wanted to cake someone in the face and her neurotic, prim and proper best friend was simply the perfect victim. Noting pruriently that Mako was interested in her, Honor had been trying to look coquettish, alluring and sexy. Being covered in cake was the last thing she had in mind, when she was trying to look bewitching.

Provocatively encouraging the haughty, sponge covered brunette to flirt back, Tamsin teasingly pushed her face into the remainder of the cake, at the exact moment that Honor and Mako first made eye contact. Pressing her clammy face down into the pink sponge, Tamsin then playfully spanked her best friend's bottom. Then, after 'helping' by pouring her cocktail over Honor's fringe, Tamsin, wanting to keep Honor all to herself, expected Mako to quickly lose interest.

Instead, the tall Fijian came over and immediately asked to help clean Honor's mucky glasses. Wiping her spectacles on his shirt, he leant forward and kissed her lips, whilst Tamsin watched on with intense jealousy. Sure enough, by the end of the night, Mako and Honor had lecherously slept together, with the brunette performing an erotic striptease in the Fijian's front hall. Carrying the naked youngster upstairs, Mako, fascinated by Honor's thick, clunky, glasses, insisted that she keep them on. Hence, Mako developed a completely unexpected fetish for Honor's spectacles that he maintained throughout their passionate, yet brief courtship. For the next nine weeks, Honor practically lived round at Mako's, spending whole days together, naked, in bed, with their arms wrapped around each other's curves and muscles. Overcome by lust, the youngsters would shower together and spend hours in the bath, with Honor, still wearing her glasses, lying on top of Mako's hairy chest, whilst his hands lingered around her groin.

Unfortunately, however, despite the great sex, Mako and Honor, had extremely little in common. Furthermore, Tamsin, upset at the sudden disappearance of her best friend, took an intense disliking to Mako. Poisoning his name at every opportunity, the slim blonde claimed that he simply couldn't be trusted. Nevertheless, their relationship held firm until a couple of embarrassing incidents with Josh, Mako's housemate. Treating Mako's house like her own, Honor had gotten into the habit of pottering about, often with very few clothes on. Waking up or returning home, Josh regularly found Honor eating breakfast or dinner in just her knickers and a t-shirt, nothing more. When it was hot, she even wore her bikini around the house and liked to flirt with Josh, when Mako wasn't around, just to tease the boy. Sunbathing outside, Honor would goad Mako into spraying her with the hosepipe. Aiming the garden hose at his girlfriend's face, chest and backside, Mako would chase the bikini clad beauty around the garden, thoroughly soaking her svelte body and glistening locks. Three times, Mako opened up Honor's bikini bottoms to directly spray his girlfriend's backside, only for his watching housemate to inadvertently catch sight of her sweet derriere and blush.

Overcome with lust, Josh was a slave to his desires and a knowing Honor swiftly took advantage of the dogsbody blonde. Ordering Josh around, she teasingly treated him like her very own servant boy. As the lady of the house, all she had to do, in return, was walk around in just her bra or occasionally wiggle her cute, little bottom.

Initially taking Josh's obsession with her in her stride, Honor was horrified when, one day, Josh walked in on her completely naked. Having not locked the bathroom door, when she had gone to have a shower, it was completely her fault that Josh had seen her breasts, bush and backside, when all he had wanted, was to go to the toilet. Nevertheless, after that first time, the dynamic between them shifted irreparably. Josh clearly fancied her like mad, there was no denying it now, he simply couldn't stop staring at her and stammered whenever they talked.

Completely unaware of what was going on between Honor and Josh, Mako, sensing a developing tetchiness, tried to take a keener interest in his girlfriend's favourite hobbies. Hence, this evening, he hadn't complained when she insisted that he join her to go birdwatching. Cheerily making an effort, he wanted to save his relationship, so it didn't matter that the prospect of watching owls all night sounded utterly boring. Pleading, he begged his girlfriend to wear a revealing dress, so that he had at least one pretty thing to look at. The dress was completely inappropriate for a night watching owls, but Honor, with her own schemes at play, decided to placate her beau. Mako also managed to completely ruin Tamsin's night when he turned up unannounced, completely incapable of going more than five minutes without talking.

Watching Honor's messy punishment unfold, Freya glanced up at Yulia and remarked, "Hey, did you know that they would all be here?" Justifying herself, the brunette replied, "Honor said that this spot was always extremely secluded. Plus, she said that there weren't any men in the club, how was I supposed to know that he would be here this evening? I thought it would be funny to gate crash their watch, besides, you always said you wanted to go skinny dipping. Foolishly, I presumed that you would also want to keep your bra on. It was Honor who said it would be an ideal spot to jump into the lake naked, anyhow!"

Overhearing, Tamsin screeched, "She said what now? My goodness, Honor, how would you know that? What are we? The Skinny-Dipping Society? Go on, since you're so keen to ruin our best birdwatching spot, how about you strip off and join them?" Faced with the prospect of being pelted with more mud, Honor reluctantly took off her shoes and dress and waded into the lake far enough so that her knees were almost under the water.

Shivering in just her lace, white underwear, the brunette sighed as Tamsin cried, "Bra too, come on darling, don't be shy." Nervously, the brunette took off her bra and was promptly pelted with twenty more handfuls of mud. Protecting her face with her hands, she no longer covered her chest and thus revealed her bouncing breasts to the others. Then, after Tamsin caught her flush in the forehead with a large clump of muck, Honor lost her balance and fell headfirst into the muddiest part of the quagmire. Covered head to toe in mud, Honor groaned in shock, realising that she had now also lost her glasses. Struggling to see, the brunette, wearing nothing but her panties, spent the next few minutes frantically searching the shallows.

Completely disinterested in birds, Mako already knew that he was in deep, deep trouble. Honor had seen him stare at Yulia and would be sure to chide him. Chuckling as he watched his girlfriend flail around in the mud, raising his binoculars to his eyes, he took a keen interest in her cute, wiggling bottom. But, instead of helping her, his interest was piqued by Yulia's bra, which he spotted floating in the water. Throwing it at her, just above her head, he chuckled as the brunette used both her hands to catch. Momentarily, exposing her breasts, the teenager realised just too late and promptly dropped the bra on top of Freya. Cheekily, the blonde pretended to give the bra back, only to pull it away four times before finally letting her friend have it back. Her breasts now very much on display, Yulia no longer cared that Mako was watching her whatsoever.

Realising that he had got his priorities completely wrong, Mako, all too late, waded over to help find his girlfriend's glasses. Locating them on the lake bed, he pushed them up her nose and kissed her miry lips and forehead. Then, playfully, he brought his binocular up to his eyes and stared at her breasts from point blank range, jokily. Scooping up handfuls of water he began to wipe clean his girlfriend's cheeks, chin and temples. Then, he began to sponge Honor's nubile breasts, taking great care as he greedily traced his fingers over her curves. Not caring that everyone looked their way, he promptly rubbed her entire body down until she was no longer covered in mud, but glistening with the greasy water. Overcome with lust, forgiving him, Honor directed Mako to slide down her dirty panties. Unsurprisingly, despite their aghast audience, he didn't need any convincing. Stood completely naked, in front of her disbelieving friends, Honor then began to kiss and caress her boyfriend. Unashamed of their very public display, the naked brunette wanted to make her demure, coy friends intensely jealous. Demanding that he touch her most private parts, Honor pressed her body up against Mako's. Feeling her breasts squeeze against his chest, the Fijian placed his palm against her bare backside and pushed her crotch against his loins.

As her boyfriend broke away, in order to undress, Honor turned around to watch Tamsin stare at her beguiling naked body. Making eye contact with her best friend, her expression of lascivious lust, suddenly turned to sorrow. Sighing, she looked at her boyfriend in disgust, just as he took his shirt off. Stripping down to his boxers, he expected all the girls to stare, just as they had been fixated on the naked Honor. But then, just as he struck up a boastful pose, a tawny owl appeared above the shrubland.

To his utter confusion, Honor and every other member of the birdwatching club were far more interested in the owl than his naked torso. Only Yulia stared at him, nervously waving and accidentally exposing her breasts in the process. Thoroughly bemused that his usual magic didn't work, he threw a mound of mud into Honor's face, to try to regain her attention. Scraping muck from her eyes and then from her bare breasts, just as another mound of mud splattered against her cheeks, Honor sighed, before replying, "I'm sorry Mako, but can't you see? We're finished, it's over between us. How can you choose to stare at another girl, whilst I'm stood in front of you completely naked? No offence Yulia, I know you're young, but you should never flirt with another women's boyfriend." Not bothering to cover herself back up, Honor kissed Mako on the lips one final time, pressing her breasts up against his chest tauntingly. Taking hold of his right hand, she thrust and pinned it against her bush, chiding, "You'll never touch me again here, ever." After five seconds, Honor pushed Mako away and then, after removing the binoculars from around his neck, she turned her attention back to the owl.

With the birdwatchers distracted, Yulia, feeling guilty and sorry for Mako, stole Honor's dress and underwear and threw them into the water. Scarpering swiftly to the far bank, as Honor's soiled lingerie sank under the lake, Freya and Yulia thus hoped to find their own dry clothing. But, finding Evie seemingly long gone, Freya also rued the absence of her outfit. Fortunately, Evie had left Yulia's behind, so the brunette smirked and slapped the semi-naked Freya on the bottom. Grinning, Yulia reiterated, "I'm sorry, I thought skinny dipping would be fun, look, you can have your revenge on me later, if you want to."

Glancing back across the lake, Yulia saw Mako, who had put his own soaking clothes back on, search frantically for his now ex-girlfriend's bra and panties. Desperate to make amends, he cursed wildly as he couldn't find them. Honor, meanwhile, pressing the binoculars to her face, left her chest completely exposed and simply stared intently up at the owl. Tamsin, happy that she had won the war, put her right arm around Honor's shoulders and kissed her. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Honor was splatted in the face by a huge mound of mud, thrown from far side of the river bank. Evie, who having spent the past ten minutes collecting piles of mud, then began a ferocious assault on the naked brunette, hurling gallons of mucoid mud at her naked torso. Breaking away, Tamsin ran for cover as her friend got utterly obliterated. Her glasses caked in mud, a blinded Honor was unable to fight back, staying completely still as her nubile breasts and lithe thighs were repeatedly, remorselessly pounded. Screaming and calling for Mako's help, the brunette rued that the heartbroken, bewildered man, kept vexatiously searching for her panties instead and refused to come and help her.

Laughing at the geeky, bespectacled brunette, Yulia, foolishly joked that she would probably now have to walk home naked. But Freya, was still angry at her for suggesting that they go skinny dipping, despite knowing that they had an audience. Hence, she indignantly reminded her that they she didn't have enough clothes either to go home in either. Indeed, Yulia was guilt tripped into lending Freya her own dress and so it was the brunette instead who had to walk back to campus in just her bra and panties.

Shivering, as she suffered ten minutes of catcalls and wolf whistles during her walk of shame, Yulia also had to hide from an ex who nearly saw her. Then, upon arriving at their accommodation block, Yulia soon found herself locked out, as the security code had been changed without anyone telling her.

Banging loudly on the front door, Yulia foolishly woke up her entire block with her frantic shrieking. Thus, forty peers cheered and whooped, as Freya, from an upstairs window, emptied three buckets of water over the shivering youngster. Watching the pretty, lingerie clad girl, get thoroughly soaked, none of the guys dared complain about having their night's sleep interrupted.

Taking pity on her, nineteen-year-old, redhead Noemi got out of bed and forced her way through the crowd to open the door for Yulia. Wearing a white silk chemise with Chantilly lace, the shy, bookish, warm-hearted redhead was not used to wearing so few clothes in front of the loutish boys who lived on the floor below her. Ignoring the boy's jeers and boos, the skinny, five-foot-six redhead, who styled her mid-back length hair in a ponytail, kindly opened the door, only to be pushed out, herself, into the courtyard. Stood directly below the window, it was thus Noemi, who's mother's side of the family were from the Czech Republic, who received the next two buckets of water. Screaming, the teenager flung her arms across her chest, realising that her flimsy nightie would reveal that she didn't have a bra on. Her nipples clearly visible beneath her chemise, Noemi looked up to complain, only to have another bucket thrown over her. Thoroughly drenched, her fringe glued to her temples, Noemi's pink knickers soon became visible beneath her flimsy, translucent nightie. Imploring Freya to stop, her pitiable whinging only further encouraged the young blonde to continue to douse her. Indeed, two other girls ran to their windows and began emptying more buckets over the timid youngster.

Indeed, it was because the shy redhead was so meek, demure and sensible that the other girls on her block were so keen to humiliate her. Gaining a reputation as a fun sponge, the prudent, tedious yet extremely pretty redhead was always complaining about their drunken antics and loud, thudding music. Furthermore, it was no secret that all the boys on the block fancied her. Evie and Freya were particularly jealous of the redhead's pale white skin and dainty freckles. Nevertheless, they couldn't understand why Noemi shied away and ignored all the boys who made advances at her.

Screaming, as the fourteenth bucket was emptied over her head, Noemi sighed in relief as the front door inched open, only for a cackling Evie to bar her way and push her outside again. Splattering a huge banoffee pie against the cute redhead's cheeks, Evie soaked up the cheers of the boys who marvelled at her cruel humiliation of the youngster. Gasping as banana, cream and toffee slid off her chin and down over her breasts, poor Noemi looked over to Yulia to help her. But Yulia, narrowly avoiding another bucket, which instead cascaded down over the redhead, took a few steps back in cowardice.

Taunting Noemi, the unscrupulous Evie continued to goad her forwards. Taking the bait, the sheepish teenager had a bottle of tomato juice thrown at her nose and forehead. Being loud, bubbly and flirtatious, Evie, Freya and Yulia were the exact opposite of the studious, chaste, empathetic Noemi. Despite being a student, the redhead always went to bed before twelve, often long before Evie and the others returned home from their parties. Evie found her dull, cloying and overly pious even when she went out of her way to help her. A brilliant cook, she did however spend far too long in the kitchen, which was meant to be shared by ten others, if they could ever get a look in. Hence, Evie, who survived on a diet of rice, baked beans and pasta, found it hilarious when Noemi was splattered by a sixteenth bucket, her chemise so utterly soaked that you could clearly see her teats and belly button.

Eagerly barging through the door, once Evie had stepped aside, Yulia was surprised by a large cherry pie, topped with a mountain of whipped cream, followed by a carton of custard, poured over her pompadour hairstyle. Poor Noemi was then also victim to the exact same punishment. Indeed, it was the redhead's usually timid and meek best friend, Zoe, who splatted the cherry pie against her cheeks and rubbed the crust all over her prepossessing forehead. Then, after aiming one carton over her head, she then sneakily opened up the front of Neomi's chemise and poured a second carton down over her bosom. Licking her friend's damp cheeks, Zoe then playfully kissed her.

With thick, gooey dessert sauce dripping down her face, Yulia, who was already covered in slime and mud from the lake, decided, once the furore of her entrance had started to settle down, to go and have a late-night shower. Stepping inside the communal bathroom, she tiredly tore off her bra when suddenly she felt her hands grabbed and clasped behind her shoulders. Her arms held down; the brunette was surprised by a gigantic banoffee pie splattered against her forehead. Squirming, the teenager faced a barrage of yoghurt from Freya whilst Evie snuck up from the side and handcuffed her wrists to a pole behind her.

Suddenly all twenty of the girls who lived in their block, descended upon the shower room. Many stopped off at the kitchen, on their way down, and came bearing a wide variety of messy supplies as gifts for Evie and Freya. Blocking the inquisitive boys from entering, they decided to teach the pretty Yulia a valuable lesson. Three girls began to pelt Yulia with fruit, starting with cherry tomatoes. Shrieking, Yulia wiggled as eighteen tomatoes were pelted at her chest, face and groin, with not a single one missing their target. Squelching as they splatted against her skin, the tomatoes exploded upon her petite frame, showering her with juice, pith and jelly. Next, a dozen eggs were broken above her head, with Evie massaging the yolk into her pompadour. Screaming as the egg white slathered down over her cheeks, Yulia blushed upon realising that all the boys could probably hear her. Trying to keep quiet from thereon, Yulia didn't complain as Freya emptied three cartons of apple juice and two bottles of milk over her fringe and forehead. Biting her lip, Yulia shivered as she found the milk, in particular, extremely cold and ticklish.

Whilst Evie, with a bottle of raspberry sauce, targeted the brunette's naked breasts, Freya splatted a red velvet cake into Yulia's curvy bottom. Giggling as she gave her friend a wedgie, the blonde remarked, "You said I could have my revenge on you, didn't you?" Nodding, Yulia bristled as Freya continued to rub the ruby coloured sponge all over her derriere. Evie, meanwhile, nodded at Zoe, who wanted to get more involved and who had clearly dragged the sheepish, introverted, soggy Noemi along with her. Her breasts clearly visible through her chemise, Noemi had had to tiptoe through the boy's corridor with her arms across her chest to prevent the guys from seeing something that they shouldn't. Blushing, she gulped as two dozen girls cheered at the sight of her breasts, as she itched her nose and wiped cream from her fringe and forehead.

Carrying four tins of baked beans, Zoe, who was soon to be nineteen, elbowed Freya aside and descended upon Yulia. Sporting a sleek blonde crop cut, Zoe gleefully began to empty the tinned beans over the brunette's bare bosom. Watching with interest, Evie noted that the habitually shy, five-foot-three blonde was unusually animated as she splattered the greasy beans all over their mucky prisoner.

Turning to the crop cut blonde, Evie remarked, "Hey, I know it's your birthday tomorrow, but could we borrow your cake Zoe? You see, Yulia truly deserves to have it rubbed all over her! Look, I promise we will make it up to you and buy you another one tomorrow." Though Zoe tentatively nodded, Noemi, who had baked it especially for her friend, cried, "No! No! it's for Zoe!" Not standing down, Noemi continued, "You are not going to throw it at Yulia!" Nodding, Evie replied, "Hmm, I agree" and planted a cherry cheesecake onto the tender-hearted, selfless and sentimental teenager's forehead. Distracted as she wiped cream cheese from her eyes, poor Noemi soon found herself being handcuffed to the pole besides Yulia.

"Happy birthday for tomorrow", Evie remarked whilst handing Zoe a carton of orange juice. Giggling, the blonde sidled up to her best friend and cooed, "Thanks for standing up for me." Then, whilst her ginger friend wriggled and writhed, Zoe poured the fruit juice over her face and ponytail. Then, to make matters worse, an ecstatic Zoe soon stripped her best friend down to nothing but her panties. Startled, Noemi blushed bright red, for except for Zoe, none of the other girls in the block had ever seen her naked. Her breasts on display and her arms handcuffed behind her back, Noemi bashfully bristled as she felt twenty pairs of eyes turn to glance at her bare bosom.

Then, to Zoe's absolute delight, Evie kept her word and didn't splatter her birthday cake all over Yulia. Instead, with the small blonde's help, Evie, thrust the specially baked, two-foot long cake into Noemi's face and breasts with devilish venom. Pressing the redhead's face down into the pink icing and strawberry filling, Zoe marvelled as Evie helped her rub it over her best friend's chest, cheeks and shoulders. Smiling, Zoe remarked, "Oh Noemi, you look utterly gorgeous!" Taking her time, Zoe carefully traced her hands over Noemi's small, but pert breasts. Massaging the sponge over her nipples, she fondled and kneaded the strawberry filling over her best friend's chest. Extremely ticklish, Noemi began to giggle, her chuckles turning to loud guffaws once Zoe sprayed raspberry sauce all over her face and breasts, only for her to be drowned out by the incessant chortling of her housemates. Rubbing the sauce over Noemi's previously pale white skin, Zoe opened up the front of the redhead's panties and squirted raspberry sauce over her groin, but not before taking a quick peek herself down there. Blushing, Noemi started giggling once again. She couldn't believe what was happening, though to be fair, neither could anybody. Of all the girls they would have predicted to be in this position, no one would ever have picked Noemi. But, finding that everyone, especially Zoe, was enjoying the onslaught, Noemi smiled gallantly and took her punishment with good grace and giggles.

Relieved at having avoided being smothered in yet more cake, Yulia was caught by surprise as Freya instead sprayed her with mustard. Rubbing the condiment over the brunette's chest, Freya cooed, "You should still have told me about the birdwatchers. You know, even if I'd known, I probably would have still been up for it. I may however, not have ripped your bra off!"

By now, it was Noemi, who simply couldn't stay still, who was beginning to suffer most of the messy punishment. Whilst Zoe emptied a bottle of vegetable oil over her hair, Evie threw a whole bag of flour over her bosom. Her gorgeous red hair, all greasy and oleaginous, Noemi squealed as she swallowed a mouthful of flour. Her cheeks covered in a thin layer of white, she could barely see whilst Evie pulled open her knickers. Then, whilst the watching gaggle of girls cheered her on, Zoe poured five tins of rice pudding over the redhead's beguiling groin and bottom. Watching closely, as Zoe gave her best friend another wedgie, it was this act of vengeance that inspired Freya, a week, later, to pour ice cubes into Yulia's knickers, during the rehearsal. To finish, both Noemi and Yulia were then treated to one final lemon meringue pie to the face, before Evie pulled one final trick on poor Noemi. Releasing Yulia, who swiftly wrapped herself up in a towel, Evie turned the shower above Noemi's head on to full blast and the coldest setting. Whilst the timid teenager screamed in shock, as the freezing pale liquid cascaded down all over her, Evie remarked, "Zoe, I have another early birthday present for you. But, since Noemi's been such a great sport, why don't we give it to her instead, for she truly deserves it?"

Then, to gasps and cheers from the crowd, Evie produced a brand new, Happy Rabbit, G-Spot Vibrator. Unable to believe her eyes, Zoe gladly accepted the gift and gently began to rub it against her cute friend's quivering bosom. After turning the shower off, whispering, Zoe remarked, "Come on, just last week you said you always wondered what it felt like. Trust me, it will be fun, you'll really, really enjoy it." Then, in front of a crowd of twenty girls, Noemi nervously nodded. Ecstatic, Zoe greedily pulled down her best friend's panties. Completely naked and covered in cake, flour and oil, the shy redhead anxiously bit her lip as Zoe rubbed the rabbit against her backside, inner thighs and hip bone. Then, after two minutes, Zoe murmured, "Thanks for being such a great friend", whilst gently tracing the vibrator over Noemi's bush, gradually getting lower and lower.

After a countdown, initiated by Freya, Zoe rubbed the rabbit over Noemi's clitoris and inserted it into her vagina. Taking care to find her best friend's G-spot, Zoe worked tirelessly to make Noemi scream, groan and shudder. Watching in disbelief, Freya never would have thought the kindly, meek, soft-hearted girl capable of such wanton, lecherous noises. The girls crowding around her, cheering her on, the cacophony of noise soon awoke and intrigued the boys who lived downstairs, who could all succinctly hear the teenager's sweet groans of pleasure. Handed a strawberry trifle, Yulia sidled up to the naked, handcuffed student and gushed, "Thanks for letting me in earlier. You truly are the kindest person I know, butI'm still going to pie you anyway!" Smirking, Yulia then splatted the trifle into Noemi's cheeks, before grinding the cream, jelly and custard all over her chin, nose and forehead. Zoe, meanwhile, continued to work hard to pleasure her best friend's vagina.

Struggling to control her sexual urges, Noemi cried, "What's wrong with me? This is awesome!" Sniggering and finally warming to Noemi, Evie chimed, "Nothing's wrong with you love, it's all perfectly normal! You should definitely try this more often." Watching Noemi wriggle and squirm, as Zoe continued to rub the vibrator up around and inside her, Yulia began to worry whether she had the right friends, for Freya and Evie had been particularly awful. They had stripped her, twice, both here and by the lake and took great delight in humiliating her. Not that she didn't enjoy or deserve it of course, but they had been unexpectedly evil and deceitful.

Nevertheless, despite pieing Noemi, Yulia felt she had rather missed out, what with everyone else having gunged and pied either herself or the redhead. Yulia daydreamed about handcuffing one of her friends herself and gunging them beyond all recognition. Not that she would get the vibrator out, of course, Zoe and Noemi were welcome to keep it. Yulia much preferred boys, unlike Zoe, who was clearly a closet lesbian. She had the hots for Noemi and now everybody knew it. But without the rabbit, Yulia still wanted to slime and pie one of her friends, but who should she choose? She had so many options. Evie would probably refuse and Freya, after tonight, would surely see it coming. Noemi would be an easy target, but it was someone else's turn, though certainly not Zoe's. The short blonde would presumably get turned on, which would be extremely off putting. From the show, Lijsbeth and Isabel clearly deserved it. But Merry was undoubtedly prettier and more innocent, it would be far funnier to gunge her. Who else? Honor perhaps? She was extremely pretty too and the way she didn't react after being pelted with mud, suggested that she would probably be up for it.

In all, Zoe and Noemi's 'show' lasted another twenty extremely lecherous minutes. Four other 'inquisitive' girls wanted to take their turn, tickling and fondling the shrieking redhead; so why should anyone stop them? Taking charge, Evie co-ordinated the abasement of the young teen, revelling in her squeals of unadulterated exultation. Nineteen years of sexual urges exploding out of her, Noemi, highly gratified, gladly let them pleasure her. Reaching orgasm with the greatest ease, she didn't care that everybody heard her. The audience barely moving throughout, every single girl in her block had now seen her naked and utterly debased: they would never, ever let her forget it. Eventually, Noemi was allowed to have a shower, with everyone, bar, Zoe taking their leave from the bathroom. Unfortunately, Zoe teasingly refused to uncuff her hands and so playfully washed and rubbed her clean with a sponge whilst she writhed and wriggled. Wiping the sponge over her breasts, backside, thighs and hips, Zoe remarked, "This truly is the best birthday ever!" Water gushing down her face, chest and back, Noemi writhed as Zoe traced the sponge tenderly over her privates.

Kissing Noemi, on the lips, the blonde suggested, "Do you fancy doing this all again some time?" Smiling, their eyes barely six inches apart, Zoe grasped Noemi's left breast and wiped the sponge over the redhead's cute bottom. Grinning, the naked teenager cheekily replied, "Well, since it's your birthday tomorrow and I've just bought a sexy little dress, how about we continue this in the morning?" "Yes please!" Zoe cried, kissing her friend on the lips again, sloppily. Then, as if from nowhere, Zoe poured a bucket of melted chocolate over Noemi's head, before splattering a pumpkin pie, laden with three inches of whipped cream, straight into her dainty forehead. Her hands still handcuffed behind her back; Noemi was defenceless as her still fully clothed friend continued to dominate. Licking cream from Noemi's nose coquettishly, Zoe joked, "Unless, of course, you just want to keep on going?" Sighing, as chocolate dribbled down over her face and chest, the naked redhead groaned lewdly as Zoe salaciously reinserted the vibrator.