"I just didn't think the bathtub would be big enough for this." Adelaide said, proudly.
The girls were in the garden behind the row house, stood in front of an inflatable pool filled with three layers of lovely mess, whipped cream on top, custard in the middle, and jam on the bottom.
"You should've looked what the record is for world's biggest trifle; you might've broken it" said Aisling.
"Well then...I reckon it should be big enough for four to start with" said Adelaide. "Shall we find out who the winners are this week?"
The girls agreed and the scores were tallied and Adelaide read out the names.
"Rose, Aisling, Chloe, and Safiyah are this week's winners!"
The four girls all stepped forward. All were dressed in tight evening dresses, black stockings, and heels, except for Rose, who wore a crisp white blouse, black skirt, blazer, black stockings, and black ballet flats with a cute little bow on each toe.
"Rose, you're looking all ready for the office, love. Care to explain?" inquired Adelaide, raising an eyebrow.
"One of my clients this week wanted me to dress like an office girl. So I figured that since I wore this outfit tae' a hookup, I might as well wear it for a bit of mess this week."
The other girls cheered in approval, and the four made their way to the pool.
"Rose, why don't you go first, and show off that nice office outfit." suggested Aisling.
The other girls nodded in agreement, and Rose lifted her leg over the side of the pool. Her black stockings and ballet flats looked so clean and elegant as she hovered over the mess. Then she stepped in, and her feet sank down to the bottom of the pool. Rose could feel her feet passing through the layers of whipped cream, custard and jam. She giggled.
"These are new shoes and stockings, as well!" she said. She waded around, almost up to her knees in the mess, before sitting down, the top layer of whipped cream coming up to her chest.
The other three girls followed. They waded around a bit, though they were concerned their stiletto heels might damage the pool. They took their heels off, and noted to their satisfaction that their expensive shoes were already filled with custard and jam. It felt lovely though, to wade around without their shoes, sliding their stockinged feet through the layer of jam at the bottom.
"I really wanna dive in!" announced Chloe. "But I think Rose should go first."
Rose obliged, lifting herself out of the trifle and walking around to the other end of the pool. Her ballet flats and stockings squelched as she walked, and Rose found the feeling (and the sound) delightful. With everyone watching, she dove headfirst into the enormous trifle. The few remaining parts of her blazer that were clean were now thoroughly coated in whipped cream. She rolled in it, drenching her beautiful red hair in custard and whipped cream. As she rolled and kicked her legs, her cute ballet flats came off of her feet and disappeared deep in the trifle. Wiping the custard and cream from her eyes, she encouraged the other three to join her.
Chloe was first. After getting lathered from head to toe in butter the week before, jumping into a trifle was no big deal for our lovely Aussie girl. She dove in headfirst and slid almost all the way to the other end of the pool. She wasted no time dunking her head under and lathering handfuls of custard, whipped cream and jam into her blonde hair.
Aisling was next, again diving and sliding almost to the other end of the pool, where Rose and Chloe made sure her face and red hair were properly coated in mess.
Last but certainly not least was Safiyah. She dove in just like the others, and more or less swam over to join them, her face relatively clean, revealing a very cheeky grin. This was soon rectified, with the other three lathering her face and long, black hair with the mess.
All four girls enjoyed a good wallow in their trifle. With their evening dresses completely saturated in mess, they began to strip off. One by one, their filthy dresses were draped over the side of the pool, oozing custard and cream. Rose's office attire was similarly trashed. She scooped up sloppy handfuls of mess and filled the pockets of her blazer with it, then squeezed the pockets and watched with delight as the mess poured out. After removing her filthy blazer, she scooped up handfuls of jam from the bottom of the pool and rubbed them into her white blouse to ensure that it was properly ruined. Then her blouse and skirt were removed. Now in just their lingerie, the girls all took great joy in filling each other's bras and panties with handfuls of mess. As the bras and panties were removed, some made it out of the pool to be washed, and then worn again, but some of the lacy pairs of panties were carelessly thrown in the trifle and disappeared. Now down to just their stockings, the girls enjoyed a few rounds of playful wrestling. The girls were all delighted with how it felt to be stripped down to nothing but their stockings and covered from head to toe in frothy whipped cream, rich custard and sticky jam. It felt wonderful to have all that mess in their hair, it felt wonderful to have it dripping down their naked breasts and pussies, it looked wonderful to see their sexy, elegant stockings saturated with mess.
Finally, it was time to get out and get hosed off. Fortunately, most of this mess would come off just with rinsing, but Adelaide also ran a nice soapy bath for the girls to get properly clean in after they were hosed off. They took turns getting hosed off one at a time, before climbing into the bath. As they were toweling off, Rose suddenly stopped.
"Oh no! I've left me shoes in the trifle! Those are new, I have tae' at least try tae' get them clean!"
Adelaide, not one to miss an opportunity, asked
"Who wants to throw Rose back in the pool?"
She had no shortage of volunteers. And poor Rose, just after getting out of the bath, sparkling clean, was picked up by several of the other girls and, squealing and giggling, was unceremoniously thrown back into the trifle naked. She slopped around on her hands and knees until she eventually located her ruined ballet flats, and placed them outside the pool. As long as she was in there, Rose had another good wallow around. She made sure to get completely filthy and messy again before climbing out, getting hosed off again, and taking yet another soapy bath.
When the girls were all settled, all lounging naked on the couch together with glasses of Prosecco, there was only one matter of business left to settle. Adelaide produced the hat and selected a slip of paper.
"Next week will be...cream bath!" she proclaimed.