Stepping under the cool flow of her shower, Merry, began to massage shampoo and conditioner into her bedraggled, knotted and bespattered hair. Scraping ketchup from her chest, she noticed Yulia's naked silhouette through the Perspex cubicle dividing the two showers. Raising her voice gratingly, Yulia began, "You know what Merry, you never cease to amaze me. No offence, but I always thought you were a boorish, uptight, chaste little swot. Before today, I'd never even seen you kiss a guy before, yet here you are, flashing your breasts. I never thought you capable of posing for bawdy, racy photos, so to find you have a whole Instagram account filled with them, completely blows my mind. I underestimated you, but please, heed my advice. I may be younger, but, I think, at least, that I'm far more street smart. Don't think I didn't notice you flirt with Josh during rehearsal; he put his hand up your skirt, at one point and you didn't even react! Don't let him take advantage of you, all guys are the same, they treat you like dirt, given half the chance. You do know he has a girlfriend, don't you? Rocio won't be too happy when she finds out about your dalliance, I promise you that!"

Listening intently, Merry crouched forwards to wipe mayonnaise from her hips. "Oh Yulia, you've got it all wrong. I wasn't the one who Josh picked up and held close to his chest. I wasn't the one who had his arms wrapped around their backside after flirting and playing footsie. If anyone should be concerned about Rocio, it's you." Meant as a joke, Merry suddenly realised that her warning sounded more like a threat, having raised her voice to be heard over their showers. Caught off guard, Yulia implored, "Oh my God, Merry, are you blackmailing me? Evie and Freya will back me up, I was only messing about." Trying to take back control, Yulia, a brunette just like Merry, paused before choosing her next plan of attack. "Well I never; boring, geeky Merry is trying to extort me, wait until I tell the University, they won't take too kindly to that. Fleur is already in trouble for trashing the canteen, they wouldn't be too surprised to hear that her housemate is just as bad. You know, I'm your understudy for the show, it would be such a shame if you could no longer perform, wouldn't it now!" Getting carried away, Yulia was far more aggressive than she had originally planned. But, having started with the trash talk, she was wary of easing up and giving Merry back the upper hand.

Suddenly perturbed, an extremely anxious Merry spat, "Yulia, you wouldn't dare! I was joking, I know you were only messing about. Don't report me, my parents would be horrified! Besides, Rocio isn't even going out with Josh, anyhow!" Very much in control, Yulia snarled, "Oh Merry, don't be so nae. Did Josh tell you that? Never trust boys remember, they just want to get into your pants. If Lijsbeth says she's seen Rocio and Josh kissing then I believe her, why would she lie?"

After a period of silence lasting thirty seconds, during which Merry continued to scrub her thighs, Yulia cried, "Oh drat!" Pushing open Merry's door, Yulia, who was wrapped in a towel, peeked through, asking, "Could I" before trailing off. Mesmerized, she stood and watched the naked Merry shower. Glancing upon at the lithe brunette, as water cascaded down over Merry's glistening hair, neck and shoulders, Yulia felt a pang of jealousy strike through her aching heart. No wonder Josh wanted to kiss her and cheat on Rocio, Merry was gorgeous beyond belief. Soaking wet, the sensuous brunette was enchanting. Gazing down at Merry's crotch, Yulia finally remembered her original request, asking, "May I, perhaps, borrow your shampoo? I've just run out!"

Chuckling, Merry glanced slyly at the chastened teenager and replied, "Of course! You can have all of mine!" Teasingly, Merry unscrewed the lid and emptied the entire bottle of shampoo over Yulia's head, who was far too shocked to react. Wiping shampoo from her eyes, the partially blinded teenager stepped forward, in an attempt to remonstrate with her attacker. But, unable to see properly, Yulia was helpless as Merry continued, "You can have my conditioner as well!" Unscrewing the lid, Merry emptied the second bottle all over the deserving, petite brunette. Enjoying herself amid noting that Yulia had no means of counter attack, Merry cackled, "How about some shower gel too?", before squirting half her bottle over Yulia's face and the rest over the upper part of her chest, uncovered by her towel.

Humiliated, Yulia turned around and walked straight into the side of the cubicle, her breasts pressed up against the shiny Perspex, as if she was trapped. Pushing her on her backside, Merry giggled as she nudged and guided Yulia back out onto the bathroom corridor, where she belatedly wiped her eyes. Brushing passed a bemused, disdainful Lijsbeth, Yulia tried to remember which cubicle was hers, but paused in confusion as more shampoo slithered down her forehead and over her sore, stinging eyes.

Fully dressed, in a clean, dry flapper dress, Lijsbeth cheekily stole Yulia's towel. Ripping it from her chest, the pale blonde cruelly slapped the towel against the naked girl's backside. Then, once she had Yulia's full attention, Lijsbeth asked, "Hey, do you want to go out clubbing with me later? All the second and third years from the chorus are heading out. Evie and Freya can come too, if you like." Ordinarily, Lijsbeth would never have dreamt of going out clubbing with the three brainless, flippant, brats. But Lijsbeth didn't want to be the only one in the club wearing the risibly old fashioned, yet startlingly revealing flapper dress. She hoped that if everyone ridiculed Yulia first, they would have used up all their cruel, scornful insults by the time she arrived.

Eagerly accepting Lijsbeth's contemptuous invite, Yulia failed to notice the dastardly plan behind Lijsbeth's unexpected change of heart. Evie and Freya had been trying to get themselves invited out for weeks and yet had always, cruelly been turned down. Lijsbeth and Isabel would always pretend to be busy, only to then bump into them later in town. Snatching her towel back from Lijsbeth, Yulia returned to her shower cubicle to wash all the conditioner from her eyes. Moments later, a rueful Merry realised that she shouldn't have wasted all her shower gel in the prank. "Lea! Can I borrow some shower gel?" she shouted, embarrassed to ask in front of Yulia, who scowled. Mocking Merry, through the Perspex, Yulia began to pretend to rub gel into her armpits. But tired of the disdainful youngster, Merry simply turned her back.

Moments later, Lea, wrapped in a pink towel, came to Merry's rescue. Unfortunately, however, after handing Merry her shower gel, the French teenager wanted to stay and natter. Listening graciously, Merry pushed aside her impatience. She was naked and still covered in cream, she wanted to have a shower. Why couldn't Lea and Yulia leave her alone? Couldn't they wait until she had some clothes on? Or did they all secretly fancy her, like Isabel had joked last week, after Merry had caught her staring at her crotch, whilst she rubbed herself down with talcum powder?

Lea, of course, didn't like girls, for she was always telling Merry about the boys she fancied. Perhaps though, Lea could wait and maybe even get dressed herself, in the meantime! But, keeping the shower cubicle door open, Lea continued to prattle, even after Merry turned her back to her and continued on with her shower.

Staring at the back of her friend's neck, Lea, who preferred to avoid making eye contact anyhow, began, "Merry, what's wrong with me? Why does nobody like me?" "I like you; Isabel likes you", Merry shot back, without looking, whilst rubbing shower gel over her bosom. "No, Isabel hates me, she hates animals too, she's a bully. She's always bossing me around and criticising my singing", Lea retorted. "Oh, Isabel doesn't hate you, she's the show director. It's her job to be critical. Yes, she can get carried away at times, but she's like that with me too, to be honest", Merry insisted. After a short pause, Merry, feeling her answer to be insufficient, continued, "Look, I know she got angry with you the other day and scarily lost her temper, but, she doesn't really mean it, it wasn't anything personal. It's great that you're a vegan, but Isabel is within her rights to eat meat, so please stop showing her videos of abattoirs. It would be enough to put anyone off their dinner, let alone ruin the mood of rehearsal." "That was my point", Lea murmured before sighing and raising her voice, declaring, "Okay, I'll tone it down a little. I trust you. If you say she wants to be my friend, I believe you." "She does", Merry replied, absentmindedly, whilst scraping custard from her inner thigh and almost backing into Lea.

Jumping out of the way, Lea glanced down at Merry's backside and reiterated, "Merry, what's wrong with me? Why do no boys like me?" "Turning to Lea, so as to expose her groin and chest, Merry, though still under the constant flow of the water, soothed, "Lea, you're extremely attractive, loads of guys fancy you, believe me. Be patient, they'll come knocking soon, you deserve better than guys like Harry."

"Gee, thanks Merry. Don't worry, I don't like Harry, he's creepy. But I was meaning to ask you though, Josh, do you think he likes me? I think he's really handsome, kind and generous. A bit like you, but male. Do you think he likes me too? I'd love to kiss him, to have him hold me in his arms. I'm so jealous you get to play Kathy", Lea confessed. Struck dumb, Merry didn't know how to respond. She struggled to find the right words to say that he was already taken. "Lea, Josh is", she began, before bailing. Butting in, Yulia, wrapped in her towel again, peered through the door. "Merry was just telling me that the rumour that he is going out with Rocio is false, weren't you? According to Lijsbeth, Josh secretly fancies one of the show's leads. Now, since that can't be Merry or Harry, obviously, that means he must fancy you Lea! I have to admit, he couldn't stop looking at you throughout the whole of today's rehearsal. Isn't that right Merry?"

"Erm, wait, no, hang on", Merry garbled, not wanting to lie to or offend her. "What, is Yulia wrong? Does he hate me?" Lea asked, he lips wavering. "No, no he likes you, but" Merry began, before being interrupted. "Yulia! I have something for you!" Lijsbeth shouted as she re-entered the bathroom. Turning around, Yulia was surprised by a purple, custard filled, cream pie to the face, thrown at her with great venom. Smirking, Lijsbeth boasted, "I have your clean flapper dress. Now, run along and get changed, I don't want to be late this evening." Slapping Yulia on the behind, Lijsbeth pushed her out the door. Turning to Lea, Lijsbeth began, "I don't mean to interfere, but I overheard you girls talking about Josh. Merry's right, he really, really, really likes you", she lied. Continuing, Lijsbeth babbled, "As you know, you can always trust Merry. If she says he fancies you like mad, he must do. Look, guys like Josh are just a bit shy. I bet, if you made the first move, he'd kiss you for sure, Lea."

Merry tried to speak up in protest, but Lijsbeth just kept on interrupting. "Mind you, I don't know what you see in him, to be honest, he's far too effeminate for my liking. Now, Harry, he's a man's man, so hunky, strong and handsome. I'm sure you realise that the incident where he accidentally slapped Merry's bum was just all one big misunderstanding. Not that Josh is any better of course, we all saw that devious little trick he played on Merry earlier. How about us girls play a little prank on him tonight, in revenge? Then afterwards, Lea, you should tell him that you like him." Excited, Lea needed no second invitation as Lijsbeth guided her back into the changing room. Not trusting Lijsbeth, Merry knew she ought to intervene and stop Lea from making a fool of herself. But she was still covered in gunk, she needed to have a shower. Finally, she had been left in peace, she couldn't waste her golden opportunity. Hopefully, Josh would be wise enough to avoid falling for any prank they might play on him. Surely, he could handle Lijsbeth. He'd better do, for he was meant to be giving her a lift home in a minute.

Standing out in the hallway with Isabel, Josh tried to make idle small talk, but the feisty blonde pretended not to listen. Impatiently waiting for Lijsbeth, her housemate, Isabel rudely messed about on her phone, refusing to engage with her lead and punishing him for having asked out Merry. In fact, seething with jealousy, she'd planted the idea to Lijsbeth that they should gain their revenge on him, this same, very evening. As always, as Isabel fully knew, the conniving Lijsbeth didn't need too much persuading.

Beckoning Lea to the lockers, Lijsbeth smirked as she got Yulia, now also dressed in a clean flapper dress, to explain her dastardly plan. Using Yulia as her mouthpiece, just as Isabel had used her, Lijsbeth ensured that if their plot was a disaster, Yulia would be the one taking the blame. Smiling, Lea gullibly agreed with Yulia's every word and hugged her tightly around the neck, causing the younger girl to wheeze heavily.

Merry, though still covered in gunk, let her suspicion get the better of her. Finding that her towel had accidentally fallen into the cubicle to her left, she ignored it and ran to the doorway, naked, to listen. But, pre-empting her, Lijsbeth pushed the door wide open and planted a pink, cherry filled, cream pie into Merry's face before pouring a bucket of lumpy, warm mayonnaise over her forehead. "Gotcha!" Lijsbeth cried as Yulia high fived Lea. "Now that is exactly what we ought to do to Josh, thanks Merry for helping me to demonstrate!" Lijsbeth giggled. Naked, with mayonnaise, cherry and cream dripping down onto her bare breasts, Merry sighed, safe in the knowledge that it would be kind of hot, if this did indeed happen to Josh, in a minute. Yulia, meanwhile, handed Lea a red, custard filled, cream pie and demanded, "Now, it's your turn to practise", whilst jabbering towards Merry. Instead, Lea, at point blank range, threw her pie straight back at Yulia. Custard splattering all over her cheeks, Yulia cried out in disgust as it slathered down over her cheeks and onto her brand-new dress. "You still have to wear it this evening", Lijsbeth chided, as Yulia sulked in humiliation.

Covered in gunk, Merry had no choice but to return back to the shower to clean herself up once again. Stood under the powerful jet of tepid water, Merry struggled to hear the three conniving girls as they continued to whisper. Two minutes later, now wrapped in her towel, Merry returned to the lockers to find Lea alone and similarly attired. "Yulia and I are going to raid the store cupboard. Apparently, there are some messy supplies still left in there. Yulia says you need to distract him for us and then, when we're ready and waiting for him, trick him into coming back here", Lea bubbled. Pausing, Merry couldn't detect any evil at play. What harm would she cause helping them? It was true, Josh deserved a good gunging after dropping her in it earlier. But yet, she was still suspicious. Why was suddenly everything all Yulia's idea? Lijsbeth seemed to be the one in charge earlier. But, with no good reason to disagree, Merry sighed and replied, "Oh, alright, I'll help. But please, promise me this, don't try and kiss him. He won't be in a good mood if you've just slimed him, believe me."

With Lea having gone to join Yulia, finally left to herself, Merry put on a fresh bra and panties before realising, in horror, that she'd forgotten to bring a spare change of clothes with her to rehearsal. To make matters worse, someone, presumably Lijsbeth, had also stolen her soggy dress that she had been wearing earlier. Poking her head out of the door, she spied and incredibly bored looking Isabel. "Hey, Izzy, I have a problem. Could you please fetch my coat from my car for me?" she asked her. Noticing that Merry appeared to be topless, Isabel lied, claiming, "Merry, I can't hear you, open the door wider, would you?" Doing as she was told, Merry leant forward, giving Isabel a healthy glance of her chest and left thigh, hidden beneath her coquettish underwear. Getting Merry to repeat her request a third time, Isabel was so distracted by the sight of Merry's chest, that Merry's keys, thrown at her, almost took her eye out.

Thirty seconds later, Josh, back from the toilet, called out, "Merry, are you good? It's getting really late now!" "Yeah, I'm fine, I'm almost ready", Merry lied, before adding, "You know what girls are like, we're always gossiping. Fortunately, the others have all gone home now, so I don't have anyone left to distract me." "Good", Josh replied, adding, "We need to talk", before bursting through the women's changing room door with purpose. Caught off guard, Merry screamed, wrapping her arms around her chest in the process. Calming herself down, Merry relaxed her arms and blushed guiltily as Josh scolded, "You said that you were almost finished!" Suddenly, an irate Isabel, snarled, "Josh, how dare you!" Bursting through the door, the ferocious blonde threw a bucket of water sadistically in his direction. But, thanks to rehearsals, he was now an expert at diving out of the way in time, indeed, at the very last second. So, instead, the water blasted all over Merry. Ignoring the soggy brunette for a moment, Isabel turned to Josh, imploring, "You never go barging into the women's changing room, Josh, this is just not acceptable." Turning to Merry and only just clocking that she was soaking, Josh weaselled, "She told me she was finished." Unimpressed, Isabel pushed Josh out the changing room viciously.

Turning back to Merry, Isabel chattered, "Look, Merry, I'll be honest with you; I don't like Josh, I don't trust him, I don't think he's worthy of you. He's creepy, he's as bad as Harry, stay away from him, will you?" Knowing fully well that the rumour linking him to Rocio was a wild fabrication, Isabel lied, "I've seen the way he looks at you. Don't you know, he's already asked Rocio out clubbing tonight? He's a waste of space, he's two timing the both of you."

"No, you have him all wrong, he's" Merry began, before Lijsbeth suddenly burst in with an unearned air of self-importance. Snatching the coat from Isabel's grasp, Lijsbeth began, "Rocio, Tae-yeon, Yulia and her mates, my cousin Esme and I are all going out clubbing. Merry, do you want to join us? Fleur's coming to and she's hysterically excited. Josh, Mako, Harry and Esme's boyfriend Kacper will then be joining us all later. Please Merry, say you'll come out for once; apparently, tonight, the 'Selene' has a mystery theme that's going to be amazing!" Naturally, Merry was highly suspicious. Ordinarily, Lijsbeth would never be seen dead with Yulia and her irritating, dim-witted blonde companions. Furthermore, Fleur, after an incident in the 'Selene' a few months passed, would never again go anywhere near Harry. But why on earth was Lijsbeth asking her out? This had never, ever happened!

Never the keenest clubber, Merry knew that she had extremely important exams to revise for. Exams that course-mates Tae-yeon and Lijsbeth ought also to be preparing for. Nevertheless, she was still rather tempted. "Izzy are you also coming?" Merry asked the blonde director. "No, sadly, after I've picked Esme and Kacper up, I've got to suffer yet another humiliating shift delivering pizzas", she hissed, in annoyance. Still trying to tempt Merry, Lijsbeth added, "Fleur says your sister and her friends also want to come. Why didn't you tell me that Ivy had come to visit you? I'm thinking of introducing her to some of Harry's friends, she'll have a brilliant evening." Immensely concerned for her younger sister, Merry felt that now, she had no other option. "Oh, alright then", Merry exclaimed, faking positivity. Appeased, Lijsbeth threw Merry's red coat, teasingly, over her forehead.

Wrapping her coat around her shoulders, Merry texted her sister, Ivy, to confirm their plans, before leaving to go find Josh who had somehow disappeared. Hopefully, Merry hoped, he hadn't been set upon by Yulia and Lea. Left alone in the changing room, Isabel threw dagger eyes at Lijsbeth. "I hope you know what you're doing. Rocio has exams to revise for, you know she's not in the best of places emotionally at the minute. It's not a good idea to have Josh, Merry and her all in the same room, what do you think is going to happen between them?" "Oh, I reckon that once Rocio finds out about Josh and Merry, it will be extremely entertaining!" Lijsbeth boasted. "Be careful Lijsbeth, be careful", Isabel warned her.

A few minutes later, walking past the store cupboard, Josh noticed that the door was narrowly open. The perfectionist in him, rising to the surface, he pushed the door to, with a loud thud, which was swiftly followed by two clamorous clangs and hushed cursing. Flat on her back, having been pushed over by the door, Yulia lay gingerly on the ground, coated with the contents of two spilled buckets of custard. Her attempt to surprise him having gone awry, Yulia's face and chest were treated to two cherry filled cream pies, which fell from the rickety shelf, that her unfortunate stumble had disrupted. Then, to crown her wretched fate, a bucket of melted chocolate gushed down over her claggy fringe and forehead. To make matters worse, once she finally picked herself back up, Yulia discovered that she'd been locked inside the cupboard!

Not stopping to investigate Yulia's quirky commotion, Josh instead returned to the changing rooms, hoping, in vain, to find Merry. Knocking on the door, he shouted, "Merry are you in here? Has Isabel, heaven forbid, finally gone to sell pizzas?" Mimicking Merry's voice, Lea, replied, "I'm almost ready, please come in!" Confused, after being told to do the exact opposite to earlier, Josh ignored his better instincts and pushed through the doorway. But, instead of showering him with gunk and pies, Lea threw off her towel and stood in front of him, completely and utterly naked.

Startled, Josh raised his hands in shock and sent his car keys flying behind the lockers. Glancing down at the nude teenager, the stupefied blonde couldn't help but admire her stunning, pear shaped body. Shouting, "Surprise!" Lea thrust her arms in the air, pushing her nubile, petite breasts forward. Then, taking a half step to the right, she opened up her stance, causing the easily led Josh to gaze down at her pelvis. Caught in a moment of indecision, Josh spent almost ten seconds staring and gawking. Glimpsing her uncovered breasts one final time, Josh finally recovered his poise and foisted his left palm over his eyelids. Confused by his delayed response, having initially seen keen and interested, Lea refused to cover herself back up and gabbled, "What's wrong with me Josh? Look at me! Why aren't you looking?"

Removing his hands from his face, in order to be sincere, clear and make eye contact, Josh tried to respond but stumbled over his pathetic words, unable to help himself as he glanced down at Lea's bosom. Lea was far prettier than he ever realised, her figure was to die for. But, he already a stunning, wonderful girlfriend in Merry. "Lea, cover yourself up, please", he finally implored her. "What? Am I ugly? Do I repulse you?" Lea barked, refusing to shield her private parts, whatsoever. "No, no, honestly, you're stunning, Lea. It's just, it's just, I already have a girlfriend", Josh stuttered. "But, I'm prettier than Rocio, I'm smarter, kinder and far more generous", Lea bickered. "Wait, what, no, Rocio isn't my" Josh began only for Lea to again interrupt him. "Fine, go away then, leave me alone!" Lea ordered.

Turning to leave, Josh realised that he hadn't got his keys and awkwardly reached down behind the lockers. The gap too narrow, he glanced back at Lea, imploring her to help him. Smiling snidely, Lea pushed him out the way and bent down, exposing her voluptuous hips and winsome rear. Purposefully wiggling her backside, as she searched for the keys, Lea sensed that Josh was unable to resist the temptation. Gawking awkwardly, he felt that her rear was easily her best feature. Bent over, every ravishing curve of her pear-shaped figure accentuated, Lea professed, "Don't worry Josh, I don't blame you. All the other girls have poisoned you with their lies about me. Don't listen to the jealous fibbers." "No, Lea, that's unfair", Josh began before Lea surprised him by turning back around, pushing her naked breasts against his chest and kissing him. Feeling her lips press against his own and her nipples pin against his chest, Josh pushed Lea away, seething, "No, Lea, no. I'm just not interested. This never happened, okay? I promise you; I will never tell anyone. But, please, give it a rest; what's wrong with you, Lea?" Snatching his keys from her palm, he stormed out the door and barely had enough time to calm himself down before his mobile began ringing. Speaking more harshly than he planned, Josh apologised for being curt before promising to meet Merry out in the main hallway.

A few minutes later, Lea, thankfully now fully dressed in an all-black combination of tights, knee length skirt and a sheathlike, figure hugging t-shirt, bumped into Isabel in the car park. Having grown up with autism, Lea was a master of masking her symptoms. Adept at mimicking the social behaviours of others and imitating their expressions and gestures, Lea, when she could control her temper, was an expert at hiding her true feelings. Unfortunately, however, Lea had a short fuse, which was regularly exploited by her bullies.

Accentuated by her preference to avoid eye contact, her Autism gave cossetted girls like Rocio and Lijsbeth ample reason to torment and tease her. Isabel, however, was far more circumspect and passive aggressive in her tolerance of Lea. Lea was talented and could be great fun, but boy, could she be frustrating. The raven-haired Lea had great difficulty in recognising social cues, especially nonverbal communication. This, coupled with her preference not to touch her fellow actors or ever look out into the audience, made her a nightmare to direct in a musical. Thus, it was no wonder that Josh was surprised when she forced herself upon him.

Bullish and sanguine over her misadventure with Josh, Lea just about kept her emotions in check. Playing to her audience, wrongfooting the blonde, she overegged her sadness and burst into fake, incessant tears. Sniffling, she confessed that Josh had humiliated her, making it out that he had walked in, uninvited, when she was changing. Enraged, Isabel snarled, "That absolute beast. I knew he was trouble. That's twice now, he has to be stopped, I should report him. Don't worry, I'll kick him off this production. You know, I've got to pick up Lijsbeth's cousin now, so I can't stay, but how would you like your revenge on that noxious, heinous pervert? I have three buckets of chocolate left in my boot and they're all yours, if you want them."

Lea having gladly accepted Isabel's gift, Isabel sighed tiredly in her van as Lijsbeth got in beside her. Turning to her housemate, she asked, "I do hope that you haven't had anything to do with Lea's latest humiliation?" Grinning wildly, a smirking Lijsbeth replied, "Why, what happened? Please say it was something salacious." Shaking her head, Isabel scowled, "I don't know what you find so funny. I take it that your cousin is staying at ours for the next few days, I don't want there to be any trouble. You do know, don't you, that Esme's boyfriend Kacper, is Lea's older brother?" "What? How? Seriously? Oh bugger", a wrongfooted Lijsbeth, stuttered.

Back in the main hall, Merry was finally reunited with her boyfriend. "Sorry Josh, my sister called and she just wouldn't shut up, as always. I'm so sorry for being late, let me make it up to you, you've been very patient", Merry exclaimed before kissing Josh on the lips and nuzzling her head into his chest. Feeling her warm cheeks press up against his collar bone, Josh wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Holding her tight, he affirmed, "Look, I don't know what the others have told you, but I am not cheating on you Merry. Rocio is a friend, nothing more, there is absolutely nothing going on between us." Kissing his neck, Merry replied, "I know, Josh, I believe you. Hey, did Lijsbeth, Yulia or Lea try and play a trick on you earlier? I overheard that they were going to try to pie you, but, due to your clean clothes, I sense that they have failed. Has anything else strange happened this evening?" Not wanting to lie to his girlfriend, Josh also didn't want to upset her. Furthermore, he'd promised Lea that he'd keep their crazy misunderstanding a secret. "No, nothing", he lied before kissing her.

"Good. Fleur isn't expecting me back for another half an hour and since everyone else has left now, how about" Merry began before taking her red coat off. Standing in front of Josh, in nothing but her white lace underwear, Merry was shocked by his utterly unenthusiastic reaction. Unassuming and modest, Merry wasn't vain or conceited in the slightest. Yet, it hurt her feelings to see her boyfriend go as white as a sheet and recoil in horror at her underwear. "Err, Josh, what the hell?" Merry complained, as he winced and took a step backwards. But, with her boyfriend now gormlessly stood on her coat, Merry had no way of covering herself back up again. Realising that he was offending Merry, Josh stammered, "Erm, no, it's nothing, I'm just startled by how beautiful you are." Glancing over his shoulder, he was certain he was being set up, for this was the second time this had happened this rehearsal. Did Merry know about Lea's stunt? Were they in cahoots? Were they testing him? Why did three sensible, level headed girls, who were easily out of his league, suddenly find him irresistibly attractive all of a sudden? But more importantly, why was everyone stripping off in front of him? Heaven knows, even Mako might do too later!

Coming to his senses, he figured that Merry was not involved in any devious plot, she was only guilty of loving him. Kissing her on the lips, his face brightening up, he slid his hand down inside her white, lace panties. But, then, just as Merry was about to take off his top, his phone rang, then again and then a third time. "Josh, hi, Its Mako. Don't laugh, but I think I've swallowed some weed killer. I don't feel well, I'm going to throw up. Please, can you take me to the hospital? I think I'm going to faint, oh, why, oh why, oh why, did I decide to take up gardening? It's just so difficult!" his housemate wailed.

Sighing, Josh asked, "Merry, can you get Fleur to come pick you up? Mako has been an idiot again, he seems to think he's been poisoned. It's probably nothing, but I've got to check anyhow. If all goes well, I'll meet you at the club this evening." Kissing Merry goodbye, he sneakily patted her on the backside before pretending to take her coat with him. Throwing it up onto the stage, he smiled and blew her a final kiss before leaving.

Earlier that afternoon, Harry had proved Isabel very wrong, having skipped rehearsals, not to sleep with another girl, but to instead play tennis with Mako. He wasn't cheating on Lijsbeth as the director falsely surmised, though that didn't stop him looking at other women. On the court next to his, Zoe and Noemi were playing a highly competitive game and it wasn't just the redheaded Noemi's high-pitched grunting, as she returned serve, that proved to be exceedingly distracting. For having lost the previous match, as a forfeit, Noemi wasn't allowed to wear a skort or shorts under her skimpy, tight-fitting, white, tennis dress. Hence, every time she served or dived for a volley, her fluorescent pink knickers startled the boys on the adjacent court, as her skirt flew up, exposing them. Easily a better player than Mako, Noemi's distraction was inevitably causing an increasingly wayward Harry to lose focus. Hence, their match entered a fifth and final set and his foolhardy opponent unwisely made a witless proposal.

"How about the loser gets covered in soil?" Mako suggested at a change over. Having gone to the garden warehouse on his way to the tennis courts, he'd yet again bought the wrong type of soil. Opening the bag, he reached in and pulled out a handful before throwing it at Harry. "No chance, we're going out clubbing later. It will take hours to get it out of my hair, I have a better idea. Pouring Mako's weed killer into a plastic bottle, he suggested, "How about the loser gulps down a mouthful?" "Harry, don't be crazy, that's poisonous", Mako responded, in astonishment. "Alright, you don't have to act like a wuss, I was only joking. How about the loser has to ask those two girls out to the club tonight instead then? The redhead, at least, is very attractive, isn't she? The blonde, less so, but as you know, with women, you can't have one, without the other! Now, why don't we make things interesting? If the loser doesn't get both girls to kiss him, by the end of the evening, he has to buy drinks for the winner for the rest of the semester?" Not wanting to be called a chicken, Mako glanced over, just as Noemi missed a simple overhead smash and fell over the net, with her dress lifting up, completely exposing her fluorescent pink panties. "You're on!" Mako cried, before shaking on it, with half an eye trained on Noemi.

Noticing the two boys stare at her friend's voluptuous backside, Zoe playfully spanked her. Lifting the Czech beauty back up, she friskily kissed Noemi on the lips, making sure that both Harry and Mako were watching. Like the two lads, Noemi and Zoe had also organised a forfeit for the loser. Noemi, keen for revenge, had baked a custard pie and covered it in a mountain of whipped cream, chocolate sauce and caramel. As usual, the two girls were evenly matched and were about to begin a final set tie break. Having also overheard Harry's salacious plan, Zoe had a similarly smutty suggestion. "How about the loser has to say yes to everything that they get asked this evening?" Smoothing down her skirt, Noemi, who was distracted by the handsome Mako, replied, "Sure, if that guy asks me out, I'll say yes to anything!"

Sulking, Zoe glanced over at Mako jealously. Last weekend, after Evie had tied Noemi to the shower, Zoe had had the honour of pleasuring her best friend with the rabbit vibrator for hours. Stripping her naked, Zoe had run the vibrator over Noemi's breasts and thighs, whilst also covering her nubile, svelte body in cream and custard. Inserting the rabbit inside her vagina, she'd quickly found Noemi's g-spot. Initially timid and nervous, Noemi had loved every last minute of her erotic abasement. Even when she was being watched by a voyeuristic crowd, comprised of all the girls from her dormitory, Noemi had wanted her prurient, racy, messy torment to continue.

But, whilst Zoe was indeed a lesbian, the inexperienced Noemi, despite loving being kissed, cuddled and fondled by the blonde, still held a hankering for both sexes. Zoe wanted to take things further, but was worried that things were in danger of moving far too quickly. Of course, Noemi was yet to even see her best friend naked. Perhaps, if Zoe stripped off later, she'd persuade her to ignore men like Mako. Hence, Zoe didn't mind losing the bet, if it meant Noemi would take more of an interest in women. Of course, she would much prefer to win herself and demand that the chaste Noemi act all crude and bawdy.

Blushing, Noemi sensed Mako stare at her and suddenly lost her focus. Reminding him of Fleur, who had surprised him by kissing him in the canteen a few days previously, the attractive redhead was also likewise affecting Mako. Already down a break of serve, he did two double faults in a row, whilst trying to impress the two girls who were clearly watching. Almost simultaneously, Harry closed out the match, whilst Noemi hit a backhand into the tramlines to narrowly lose her tiebreak. "No!" Noemi cried out in disbelief as she watched her shot flash inches wide. "Don't you mean, 'Yes'!" an exultant Zoe cried, whilst throwing her hands up in the air in triumph. Grumbling, Mako ignored Harry's red-blooded fist pumps and roaring shouts of "Come on!" Heading over to the two girls, he watched as Noemi said "Yes" to a kiss on the lips and a smack on her cute, shapely bottom. Lifting up the hem of Noemi's dress, Zoe playfully spanked her three times. Blushing, Noemi smoothed down her skirt as Mako asked her whether she would like to go out with him and Harry. "Oh yes!" she replied, having meaning to accept even, without having to say yes to everything, as per her forfeit.

"Mako, would you please film me whilst I pie the lovely Noemi?" Zoe asked, after also accepting his rather more forced invitation to go out clubbing. Extremely attractive and almost identical to Fleur, Noemi was almost exactly Mako's type. Add glasses to the mix and she would be perfect. But Zoe, unfortunately didn't do anything for him and he felt bad leading her on. He guessed she might be a lesbian, but wasn't sure; nevertheless, it would be a challenge to get her to kiss him this evening.

Whilst Mako filmed them, Zoe wrapped one arm around Noemi's shoulders before smashing her homemade custard pie against her cheeks. The caramel, cream and chocolate sauce exploding over her nose and temples, Noemi's entire face was swiftly covered in a gooey, viscid mountain of gunk. Flexing his muscles, Harry meanwhile, ran over to join his friend. Turning to Noemi, Zoe teasingly asked, "Would you like Harry and Mako to throw you in the lake?" Blushing, Noemi had no other option but to say, "Oh yes!" much to Mako's delight and bewilderment. He'd garnered a liking to watching pretty girls get messy ever since Honor had been spattered with mud when set upon by the skinny dippers. Noemi, who he now recognised from the canteen food fight, was certainly no different. She looked gorgeous covered in custard and cream and would look even better thoroughly soaking.

With Mako taking her legs and Harry her shoulders, Noemi screamed as they lifted her up into the air. Swinging her backwards and forwards six times, the two men had to concentrate as her skirt lifted up, exposing her bright pink panties to everybody watching. Then, without warning they chucked her into the lake, with Zoe filming them, laughing uncontrollably.

Landing with a loud splash, Noemi squealed as she felt the tepid water seep up inside her dress. Her pink panties instantly soiled, she gasped as water oozed up against her most private places. Her fringe plastered to her forehead, she gingerly got back up to her feet, horrified to find that her pink sports bra was clearly visible through the thin, translucent nylon of her tennis dress. Still not finished teasing her friend, Zoe asked, "Noemi, would you like Mako to empty the bag of soil over you?" "Yes please!" Noemi giggled, still finding the funny side of being chucked into the water. Shivering, she held her breath as Mako emptied the entire bag over her head with great vigour. Grinning, he thought that having also pelted Merry with soil, he was gradually getting the hang of this wet and messy fetish that his housemate Josh appeared to be into. Thoroughly coated in the damp muck, Noemi's pale complexion was hidden under the grotty layer of sludge and gunk. Giving her number to Mako, intentionally, Noemi blushed a third time as she left to go back to change, nervous about what lay ahead and hopeful about kissing Mako later that evening.

Noticing that there was an electricity between Mako and Noemi, Zoe began to regret daring Noemi to say yes to their invite. Wanting to get a piece of the action herself, Zoe asked, "How about a quick gunging before you get ready?" Unable to say no, Noemi, who secretly fancied getting slimed again anyway, eagerly stepped inside the shower.

Though she fancied Mako, the teenager also felt a deep attraction to Zoe. The blonde was her best friend, but yet she found her bewitching and prepossessing. Inexperienced with both love and sex, the torn Noemi had been reawakened with her dalliance with Zoe. Wanting to be dominated by Zoe, Noemi felt she might be bisexual and had spent the entire week waiting and longing for her to kiss her. She wanted to be touched and caressed, she wanted to scream in exultation. Nervously biting her bottom lip, Noemi, held her breath as Zoe lifted her tennis dress up over her shoulders. Still fully clothed herself, Zoe then handcuffed the sports bra clad beauty to the shower.

Turning on the shower, Zoe took a step back to watch the water cascade down over the prone, beautiful and glistening Noemi. Unable to escape the warm flow, Noemi began to put on a show, seductively wiggling her hips and chest as the water continued to pound down upon her. Turning her face upwards, Noemi closed her eyes as the water swarmed over her cheeks and spattered down against her chest for two whole minutes, before Zoe, who couldn't resist her urges anymore, turned off the shower and embraced her.

Kissing Noemi on the lips, Zoe began to fondle her curvy bosom. Then, sliding her right hand down Noemi's stomach, Zoe slipped her fingers inside Noemi's panties and began to trace her thumb over her vulva. Beginning in a circular motion, Zoe gradually sped up as she rubbed her fingers over Noemi's clitoris. Sliding her middle and index finger inside Noemi's vagina, Zoe requested that Noemi close her eyes, before she smashed a cherry pie, covered in an entire can of whipped cream, against Noemi's clammy forehead. Kissing her lips once more, Zoe began to lick the cream from Noemi's cheeks, teasingly. Slipping her tongue inside Noemi's mouth, Zoe grasped Noemi's left breasts tightly as she continued to fist her.

Ordering Noemi to close her eyes, Zoe brought out a bucket of lime green gunge that she had created, in secret, earlier. One of her first few attempts at mixing gunge; the slime was fairly thick and lumpy. Unfortunately, she didn't have the time or money to make it again, besides it would be a waste not to pour it all over Noemi. Hence, Zoe tipped it over Noemi's fringe and slowly emptied it over her face and shoulders. Shivering as the gunge slid down over her pert chest, the blinded Noemi was surprised by a strawberry trifle. Cheering, Zoe squealed in delight as she thrust the cream, custard and jelly against Noemi's majestic nose and cheekbones. Licking the custard from Noemi's chin, Zoe suddenly realised her rookie mistake, upon also tasting the inedible gunge that lay hidden beneath it.

Spitting out the slime, Zoe reached around Noemi's back and unhooked her slimy sports bra. Gazing lustfully, the young blonde ogled her young friend's unclad chest. Squeezing Noemi's left breast, she kissed Noemi on the lips before wiping the remains of the trifle over her face a second time. Then, she opened up the front of Noemi's pink panties and poured in a tin of rice pudding. Squirting Noemi's bare chest with raspberry sauce, Zoe marvelled as the squeamish redhead wriggled and writhed as the dessert topping splattered against her bosom.

Filled with desire, Zoe hoisted up Noemi's panties as far up as they could go, squishing the rice pudding against her crotch and causing her to gasp in jubilation. Grinning, Noemi bade Zoe to pull down her panties, leaving her completely naked. Gawking at the stunning statuesque figure of her beautiful best friend, Zoe lent her shoulders forward against Noemi's bare chest and kissed her, licentiously. Grabbing hold of her left breast, Zoe began to tickle the redhead's side, causing her to giggle. Gauging Noemi's mood, Zoe then decided to bring out the rabbit vibrator. Rubbing it gently up over the teenager's breasts and thighs, Zoe continued to kiss and caress Noemi. Then massaging the rabbit against her clitoris, Zoe smirked as Noemi began to gasp and shudder. Fully inserting the rabbit inside Noemi, Zoe splatted one final custard flan, topped with whipped cream, against her forehead. Smearing the custard over her best friend's cheeks, whilst caught up in the moment, Zoe made the impetuous, yearnful decision to declare, "Noemi, I love you."

Caught off guard, the redhead simply didn't know how to answer. Shaking her head as Zoe motioned to take off her dress, Noemi, the rabbit still inside her, stammered, "Zoe, stop. We're already running late. If I don't have a shower now, we'll never be ready for this evening. Remember, we promised Mako we'd see him at the 'Selene' and I have to say yes to everything!"

Hurt to the core, Zoe struggled to hold back her tears. Was Noemi really rejecting her for Mako? Why stop now, after happily flirting with her for the past week and energetically engaging in wet and messy foreplay? Why would she let her kiss, gunge and caress her, but then show no interest in seeing her, herself, naked? How could she slip her tongue into her mouth with such loving, tender care and then reject her? Grumbling, Zoe whimpered, "Oh, ok", in reply and pettily turned on the shower.

Water cascading down over her head, Noemi squealed for the whole twenty seconds it took for it to warm up enough for her liking. Noticing a sudden change in Zoe's sullen demeanour, Noemi gabbled, "Zoe, I'm not rejecting you, I really do want to see you naked!" As water continued to pour down over the nude girl's fringe, the sodden Noemi continued, "I don't however, want to rush things. I haven't ever been with a guy before, you do know that I'm a virgin, don't you?" Squirming, as the rabbit was still inserted inside her, Noemi pondered, "You are going to uncuff me, aren't you?" "No, sorry, I haven't got the time, I also need to get ready!" Zoe joked in reply before blowing Noemi a kiss and leaving the shower cubicle door open behind her. "But, but the vibrator!" Noemi squealed as the rabbit continued to pleasure and excite her.

Five minutes later, Evie appeared, wrapped in nothing but a towel. Spotting Noemi squeal and squirm, Evie swiftly ran to the kitchen. Returning a minute later, the young blonde emptied a packet of porridge oats over the redhead. "What have we here?" Evie cackled before squirting a tube of mustard over Noemi's cheeks and forehead. "Erm, could you by any chance, uncuff me?" poor Noemi asked before glancing down at her pelvis. Reaching down, to take out the rabbit, Evie, took pity on the poor girl and grasped hold of the vibrator at the exact same second that Freya walked into the showers. "It's not what it looks like", Evie gabbled as Freya gasped at the steamy sight in front of her. Confusing matters, Noemi then teasingly kissed Evie's cheek before whispering, "Oh no Evie, don't be embarrassed." Utterly confused, Freya took one final look at Evie and the naked Noemi and sputtered, "Whatever floats your boat, I'm on board with it. But, please, could the two of you hurry up, I really want to have a shower!" Horrified that everyone would now think she was a lesbian, Evie threw one carton of milk over Noemi's face and a second over her breasts, before finally relieving the redhead of the vibrator. "Don't you dare tell anyone about this!" the disquieted Evie exhorted. Uncuffing Noemi, she then pushed the naked girl out onto the corridor. Scared that a boy would spot her, Noemi dived into the kitchen. Wrapping an apron around her waist, Noemi tiptoed, with her bare backside up against the wall, back to the safety of her bedroom.

Mako, meanwhile, feeling thirsty after the game of tennis, took a quick swig of his water bottle. Finding the water to have a funny taste, he suddenly remembered about Harry's earlier unwise challenge. Panicking, Mako couldn't remember which bottle contained the weed killer; had he just been poisoned? Horrified, he rang Josh up and demanded that he take him to the hospital.

Moments after Josh had left, Lea dramatically jumped out from behind the red stage curtains. Meaning to throw the buckets over Josh, she changed her mind upon seeing Josh kiss his girlfriend. "Merry, you lied to me, you set me up, you humiliated me!" she screeched in frustration. Startled, Merry looked up at the stage as Lea continued, "You encouraged me to flirt with Josh, you told me I had a chance, you said he wasn't taken." "Wait, no, I tried to tell you" Merry began, but Lea simply interrupted her. Triumphantly pouring the first bucket of chocolate over Merry's head, Lea implored, "You're supposed to be my friend, Merry, how could you? Did you know, I stripped off in front of Josh, just like Yulia suggested. I know you were listening, why didn't you warn me?" Gooey melted gunk running down her face, Merry tried to reply, only for chocolate to coat her lips and tongue as she began to do so.

"What, cat got your tongue?" Lea joked, before throwing the second bucket down at Merry's chest, almost pushing her flimsy bra off. Her breasts coated in melted chocolate, Merry stammered, "Lea, believe me, I desperately tried to warn you. I tried to tell you about Josh and I, but you just wouldn't listen, you kept interrupting me. I thought you and Yulia were only going to gunge Josh. If I'd known what you were truly planning to do, I promise, I would have stopped you." "No Merry, that's not good enough", Lea retorted. Jumping down from the stage, Lea took hold of the back of Merry's neck and plunged her head, face first, into the final bucket. Submerging Merry inside the oily gloop for five seconds, Lea pulled Merry up, screeching, "I thought you were my friend Merry; friends don't lie to each other." Enjoying being the aggressor, Lea plunged Merry's face back into the bucket of chocolate a second time before opening up the back of her knickers and pouring what was left over her cute derriere. Snapping back her panties, she decried, "The others, at least, are honest in their hatred of me. But you pretended to be my friend; I trusted you. You know, there's nothing wrong with me, but there's an awful lot wrong with you, Merry."

Startled, Merry tried begging for forgiveness. "Lea, I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't tell you about Josh and I, because Rocio had gone around telling everyone that they, instead, were a couple. Look, please, please forgive me. I am your friend, let me make it up to you. How about you come out with us tonight, the whole gang are going out clubbing." "The whole gang? Well then, why didn't you invite me earlier? I heard that even Yulia is going and Lijsbeth simply can't stand her. You're only inviting me because you needed to apologise. Seriously Merry, what's wrong with you?"

Smirking, Lea picked up Merry's red coat. Glancing down at the half naked girl, she suggested, "You won't be needing this now, will you?" "No, wait, Lea, no", Merry replied, as chocolate continued to dribble down over her chin, chest and stomach. "You know what Merry, I do forgive you. On one condition. Let me dunk younaked!" Lea beseeched, greedily.

Repentant, Merry took off her bra and flung it at the raven-haired Lea. Wearing nothing but her panties, Merry climbed up onto the dunk tank seat and carefully slid off her knickers. Meaning to throw them to the side, the brunette accidentally dropped them into the water. Cursing, Merry was made to wait and suffer ten awfully long embarrassing seconds. Ramping up the tension, Lea cackled, before firmly smacking the wooden target. Shrieking, Merry plummeted into the cold water below, her breasts swaying as she hit the water.

Completely nude, Merry took three attempts to dive to the bottom of the tank in order to retrieve her underwear. Her private parts fully on display, she didn't mind Lea ogling her. Lea, meanwhile, slipped on Merry's red coat and put her discarded bra inside one of the pockets. Noticing that Lea was beginning to smile, Merry rose up to the surface and splashed her. Shrieking, Lea replied, "Oh Merry, I'm sorry for getting mad at you. You aren't to blame, Yulia tricked me." Having processed Merry's desperate pleas, Lea wisely decided to trust her. But, having already started to torment Merry, she might as well keep her punishment going.

"No, Lijsbeth's to blame, she fooled Yulia into helping her. Yulia's an idiot, but she wouldn't do anything this mean without someone prompting her", Merry noted. Smiling, Lea nodded, "I suppose, I was stupid to believe them." Laughing, she then snatched Merry's panties from her grasp and stuffed them inside another coat pocket. "You know, since you're already in the dunk tank, how about you have another go?" she suggested.

Giggling, Merry climbed back up onto the knobbly seat, her mood suddenly brightened. Feeling turned on, she was beginning to enjoy being ordered around like a submissive. Swaying playfully on the seat, Merry held her breath before plunging, feet first, into the deep tank below her. Completely submerged, Merry began to playfully pose for Lea under the water. Bursting up through the surface, Merry scrambled up over the side of the tank, ready for Lea to give her back her underwear. "Go on then, give it to me", she began, only for Lea to smack a purple, custard filled, cream pie into her face before pushing what remained of the cream and crust over her fringe and forehead. "You asked for it!" Lea giggled.

A second, pink, cherry filled, cream pie was then splatted against Merry's chest, which she then rubbed over her own bosom. Kneeling down, Merry gestured towards two dark blue, caramel filled, cream pies and implored, "Go on, I deserve it!" Needing no second invitation, Lea promptly demolished her pretty friend's face in a humongous pie sandwich. Patting Merry on the head, Lea spied a hitherto forgotten about bucket. Shrugging, Lea began, "You know, I do forgive you Merry. But Josh, I'm not so sure about. He sure did stare at me for a long time for someone who is supposed to have a girlfriend. How about we do a deal? Don't go out tonight. Let's see what happens between him and Rocio. If he ignores her, then you can have your revenge on me. But, if he so much as kisses her, you can have another go in the dunk tank?" Nodding in agreement, Merry began to reply, only to be interrupted by a bucket of thick, lumpy custard being poured all over her. Viscous dessert sauce sliding down her chest, Merry was surprised by one final purple, blueberry filled, cream pie to the forehead. Then, by the time she'd cleared her eyes, Lea was already exiting through the doorway. "Wait Lea, you have my coat andand my underwear!" Merry screeched, but Lea sadly didn't hear her.

Naked and covered in gunk, Merry dived back into the dunk tank to clean herself. Suddenly, she heard a knock emanate from the storeroom cupboard and a faint voice shout, "Merry? Is that you? Please! Help me!" Intrigued and soaking wet, Merry climbed back out the tank and upon finding the key still in the lock, opened the cupboard door slowly. "Yulia, what are you doing in there?" the brunette began. "Merry, why are you naked?" the teenager replied, incredulously. "I don't suppose you could lend me any clothes, could you?" Merry asked, unable to change the subject. But Yulia shook her head, saying, "All I have on is this stupidly revealing flapper dress and my knickers. I don't even have a bra, shoes or anything." Then, when all hope seemed lost, remembering, Yulia apologised, "Actually, I do have a towel though."

Highly relieved, Merry eagerly accepted the pink towel and wrapped it around her bosom. Moments later, Honor appeared, cautiously poking her head through the main hall doorway. "Yulia, are you there? It's Honor. I've come to give you a lift back to campus", she shouted. Having run into Freya outside her university accommodation, Honor, who had been on her way home from the library, was surprised to be invited out for the evening. Though she knew Yulia, through her course, she barely knew Freya or Evie. Nevertheless, recently single, she wanted to make new friends and so was keen to join them.

Freya, meanwhile, had two motivations for asking her. She felt sorry for stealing her dress at the lake and never learnt if she ever found it. Furthermore, she was anxious that Yulia was yet to return and she was far too busy and lazy herself to go and collect her. Trying to be helpful and taking the bait, Honor thus offered to find Yulia.

Similarly, motivated, Honor felt guilty for tricking Yulia and Freya into stripping off in front of Mako. She saw them undress and yet she did nothing. If she'd warned them, they wouldn't have gone topless, they wouldn't have wrestled in the lake and poor Yulia presumably, wouldn't have lost her panties. Mako was mere metres away at the time and yet she had stayed silent.

Not knowing her way around the studio, Honor, who was dressed in blue jeans and a tight yellow t-shirt, shouted out once more, urgently searching for the missing youngster. Merry meanwhile, devilishly recognised a way out of her awkward predicament. She'd seen the way Josh had looked at Honor when she was only the TV and jealously wanted her vengeance. Clearly something had happened between the two of them when she had been his housemate's girlfriend. Nevertheless, Josh wouldn't say what it was and always tried to change the subject. She didn't suspect him of cheating on her, but guessed it was something similar. Turning to Yulia, she asked, "How would you like to teach Honor a valuable lesson?" Merry smiled as Yulia uneasily nodded in reply before closing the storeroom cupboard door and trapping the teenager inside a second time.

"Hey, Honor, over here!" Merry shouted. Merry didn't know if Honor knew her very well, other than when they sat near each other, at the library. Fortunately, however, Honor immediately recognised Merry, due to having to sit through weeks and weeks of Josh eulogising about her. Once she had Honor's attention, Merry explained, "Don't worry, Yulia's alright, but I've locked her in the cupboard." "Banging loudly on the door, Yulia only partly feigned annoyance. Putting her cards on the table Merry suggested, "I'll free her, if I can dunk you." "What? Seriously? That's ridiculous", Honor retorted. "Oh, come on, you let Tamsin dunk you on the TV, how is this different?" "I lost a public vote, I had to!" Honor retorted. "True, but Josh and I voted for your charity five times thinking we were voting to dunk you. So, in a strange way, you do owe us a dunking. Plus, I'll run off with the key if you won't let me." Looking sceptically at the girl in the towel, Honor raised another objection. "I haven't got any spare clothes, I don't want to get these wet, do I?"

"So, take them off then", Merry noted, recklessly, taking a gigantic gamble. Hoping to watch Honor squirm, Merry started to act pugnacious. Up close, Honor was extremely pretty and carried off her glasses with perfection. Sleek and stylish, even in a t-shirt, it was no wonder why Mako wanted to sleep with her. Furthermore, if there was something going on between Honor and Josh, Merry wouldn't blame him. Nevertheless, thanks to her appearance on Nemesis last week, all the boys were crazy about her. She'd been all anyone talked about on campus. Feeling a pang of petty jealousy, Merry, normally a very kind girl, desperately wanted to dunk her. Shrugging her shoulders in wary bemusement, Honor sighed, "Oh, alright then." Stripping down to her underwear, she missed Merry hiss a delighted giggle.

Climbing up onto the dunk tank, still wearing her glasses, the lingerie clad Honor suddenly saw a wicked glint in Merry's eye and started to regret her decision. Gleefully, Merry smacked the wooden target and marvelled as the pretty brunette tumbled down under the water. Cursing, her translucent white lingerie completely soaked, Honor poked her head up out of the water. But no sooner than she had done, just that, Merry smashed a custard pie into her forehead. Wiping custard from her eyes, Honor remarked, "Well, I never, you're quite a tricky minx, aren't you? Josh always said you were a saint; I'll never believe anything again that he tells me!" "You bet I am", Merry chuckled before plonking an empty bucket over Honor's fringe clumsily.

Disoriented, as she began to tread water in the tank, Honor took a moment to remove the bucket. Then, after wiping her glasses dry, she gasped as she saw Merry, throw off her towel and stand before her completely naked. Then, before Honor knew what had happened, Merry swiftly put on her trousers! Finding Honor's trousers, a tad too tight, the brunette wiggled her bum in order to fit inside them. For Honor was extremely thin and lacked Merry's gorgeous, sultry curves and hour glass body. The slimline fit of the jeans wasn't ideal for her voluptuous hips, but they were, at least, better than nothing.

Struggling to climb up out of the tank, Honor watched in horror as Merry pushed her back in before
putting on her yellow t-shirt. Once again, slightly too tight, it left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Looking down at her chest, Merry realised that without a bra, her nipples were clearly visible through the tight fabric. Deeply Concerned, Honor shouted, "Merry what are you doing?" before climbing out and following her to the store cupboard.

Reaching the door first, Merry unlocked Yulia, who took a confused glance at what she was wearing. Then, working in tandem, the two brunettes took the lingerie clad Honor by each arm and marched her over to the red chair covered in custard. Together, they forced the twenty-year-old to sit down, on top of a custard pie, which squelched beneath her panties. Yulia then tied her arms behind the backrest, whilst beginning to explain her punishment. "Last week, you tricked me into going skinny dipping. You said it would be deserted, that there would be no guys present. But then you scheduled a birdwatching night and brought Mako along with you!" Pausing to clear her throat, Yulia continued, "He saw my bum; he saw me completely naked. Honor, don't lie, you engineered it all, didn't you?" Pleading for forgiveness, Honor explained, "I did, I'm so, so sorry. You see, I wanted to break up with Mako. I needed an excuse and didn't think he could resist staring at you. As you know, I was proved right and for that I can only apologise. I thought you would just run around in your underwear at the worst, I didn't think either of you would strip naked. Besides, Evie was in on it to, she even helped me plan it!"

Guessing that Evie had been somewhat involved, Yulia didn't flinch at her bespectacled friend's confession. "But you didn't have to do it, nobody made you. You could have warned me, called the whole thing off as soon as Freya took off her bra, but you didn't. You know, earlier I thought I was having the most dreadful run of bad luck. I've been splashed, drenched, pied, pantsed, forced to wear this stupid dress for an entire week and then been locked for an hour inside a store cupboard. But now, I feel that my luck is turning. You know, I'm sure that clubbing would be great fun, but I can think of a much better way to spend the rest of my evening." Pointing to the store cupboard full of buckets and pies, Yulia cackled before lending a fully dressed Merry the money for the bus home.

Inviting Merry to go first, Yulia marvelled as the brunette splatted a custard pie fiercely into Honor's forehead. Clearly, even Yulia could tell that there was something going on between them. Then, after taking Honor's glasses off, together, they enveloped her face into a giant caramel and banana, cream pie sandwich. Wrapping the crusts around her cheeks, they did not stop until every last inch of her pale white skin was completely covered. Giving Honor her spectacles back, with Merry's help, Yulia then teasingly opened up the front of her defenceless friend's panties. Giving Honor the treatment that Freya gave to her, she then poured in a bucketful of ice cubes. Squealing, Honor wriggled around in great shame and huge discomfort. The ice cubes quickly melted across her crotch and caused her to shiver and tingle. Wanting to complain, given the amount of mess left, Honor knew that it was wise not to.

Finding, to her delight, that she and Honor shared the same shoe size, Merry slipped on the older girl's trainers. Promising to return them next week, she called Honor a life saver. "Hang on, what am I going to wear on the way home?" Honor began, before being cut off as Yulia poured a bucket of melted chocolate all over her. Snickering, Merry remarked, "It's fun being gunged, isn't it?" "Yeah, but it's much better when someone else is getting slimed, though sadly I'm now quite experienced at it!" Grinning, Honor then began to blow a raspberry. But, already one step ahead, Yulia splatted a lime green, custard filled, cream pie into her chin and cheekbones. Chortling as the custard exploded over her friend's nose, Yulia added, "I agree, it's hilarious."

Thanking Honor for letting her 'borrow' her clothes, Merry said her goodbyes and left them. All alone with her deceitful friend, Yulia marked the occasion by pouring a bucket of strawberry yoghurt over her forehead. Grinning, Yulia remarked, "You know, I must thank you for coming back to look for me. If you hadn't been so kind, none of this would ever have happened." Then, after licking yoghurt off Honor's cheek, Yulia remarked, "Mmm, revenge is delicious."

"You know, it was mostly Evie though", Honor complained, adding, "She approached me." Sighing, Yulia added, "I know and I can guarantee it now that she won't bother to apologise to me either. I knew neither she nor Freya would trouble themselves to come back to look for me. You see, your problem, is that you're too nice, like Merry and Noemi. Ultimately, today, it has been your downfall. But this serves you right, you should never have tricked me." "I know, I'm so sorry Yulia", Honor snivelled, her glasses, mucky with yoghurt, blinding her.

Kissing Honor on the cheek, Yulia promptly emptied a bucket of porridge over the older woman. Removing her friend's bra, she joked, "I don't think you'll be needing this either." Cheekily, she then threw it into the tank, knowing fully well that Honor couldn't see what she was doing. Removing Honor's glasses herself, she then carefully placed them on the seat to the dunk tank.

Realising what had happened to her bra, Honor watched in horror as it sank to the bottom of the water tank. Extremely ticklish, Honor then giggled as Yulia rubbed two custard pies against her bare breasts salaciously. Rubbing the custard over her friend's slim chest, Yulia had clearly taken pointers from Zoe. Sighing, Honor then admitted, "You know what, I think I'm really starting to enjoy this!" "Me too, me too", Yulia swiftly replied, before throwing a bucket of ketchup over Honor's nubile bosom.

Opening up the back of her friend's panties, Yulia remarked, "It's only fair", before emptying a bucket of cold baked beans into them. Playfully giving Honor a massive wedgie, Yulia thus ensured that the beans completely coated her most private area. Utterly covered head to toe in gunk, Honor shivered as custard dribbled down her legs and porridge seeped into her knickers.

"Hey, I don't suppose you want to swap places now, do you?" the older girl asked, jokily. Grinning, Yulia replied, "It's very tempting, but I'll give that a pass, thank you." Then, whilst rubbing a dark green, blueberry filled, cream pie over Honor's quivering breasts, Yulia sulked, "Oh man, it looks like we've run out of buckets of condiments." "Oh dear", Honor sarcastically replied, only for Yulia to startle her by announcing, "Fortunately, I still have buckets of dessert sauce left to empty all over you." Throwing raspberry sauce down over Honor's lap, Yulia was ever so pleased with herself for tricking the brunette stunner.

Noticing that Honor was beginning squirm, what with the baked beans oozing up inside places they shouldn't, Yulia suggested, "How about you go the whole hog? I know that you love to go skinny dipping!" before sliding her friend's panties to the floor, leaving her completely and utterly naked. Throwing the knickers into the dunk tank, Yulia remarked, "You can always go and fetch them later." Fully nude, Honor sighed, "Thank you, they were really chaffing!" Jovially demanding that her naked friend raise her butt, Yulia slid a large chocolate torte onto the seat and ordered Honor to sit back down upon it. Then, squirting her with mountains of whipped cream, Yulia purposefully aimed at her breasts and crotch, causing the ticklish girl to wiggle helplessly.

Without her glasses, poor Honor was extremely short sighted. So, every bucket and pie were a complete mystery to her, even after they were splatted all over her. In truth, it was only her keen sense of smell that indicated what was now cascading down upon her. Fidgeting as a puddle of porridge, ketchup and yoghurt pooled around her crotch, she glanced down and asked, "Hey, can you help me?" Grinning, Yulia splatted a large custard pie at her friend's groin, sending the puddle flying everywhere.

Carefully emptying a bucket of thick, lumpy pink gunge over her beguiling friend's head, Yulia remarked, "I really enjoyed your appearance on Nemesis. You looked really cute in the gunge tank. I must have watched your dunking twenty times, in fact, the whole block did. You're really famous around campus now, everyone knows about your love for skinny dipping! Would you ever consider going back on, as a full-time contestant instead, maybe? I'd really like to dunk you in the gunk tank myself, we all would, Merry especially! Why is that? What's going on between you? I didn't think you knew one another?" Throwing a bucket of purple slime down over Honor's bare chest, Yulia continued, "Of course, if you're too chicken, I understand though."

"No, no, believe me, as soon as I get out of here, I'll definitely apply to gunge you!" Honor chuckled. "I don't mind going on again, except next time, I'll definitely win. The vote was fixed, it had to have been, but you won't be able to beat me." "Oh, I won't will I?" Yulia replied, whilst emptying a bucket of pink gunge over her forehead. Thick, greasy slime dripping down over her chest, Honor gassed, "You know, we could just gang up on Evie or Freya." "No, Evie wouldn't take getting messy with good grace, she'd storm off in a huff, it just wouldn't be funny. Freya, on the other hand, would be sure to cheat, she would find a way of escaping getting messy." Sighing, Yulia ruffled Honor's hair, decrying, "It's got to be you and me babe." Pouring another bucket of red gunge over Honor's hair, Yulia added, "Unless, of course, you wanted to take on Merry. She really doesn't seem to like you, which is strange, because she likes everyone. Other than Noemi, she's probably the nicest person I've ever met, I just can't believe she stole your clothes and tricked you into stripping. Though, I guess, you got a well-deserved taste of your own medicine!" Thinking it might be something to do with Josh, who she knew, definitely liked her, Honor kept the secret to herself as Yulia emptied one final bucket of light green gunge all over her.

Disappearing for a moment, Yulia returned with a trolley laden with twenty iced cakes, boasting, "The cupboard isn't even half empty yet. You know, since I'm Merry's understudy, if anything happened to her, I get to spend the next five weeks throwing cakes at Lea! So, I think it's only wise, that I had better get some practice in!" Gleefully, taking great care, Yulia began to throw the thickly iced, rich sponge cakes, laden with inches of gooey strawberry filling, over her beautiful hostage. Aiming them at Honor's face, chest, crotch and stomach, Yulia cheered every time she hit her beautiful, angelic target. Her friend, with her glasses glued to her nose, disappearing under a mountain of sponge, Yulia jovially blew a raspberry. Naked and covered in cake, Honor giggled as two more syrupy cakes thwacked against her cheeks and breasts before crying, "Yulia, seriously, what's wrong with you?"