Ali Bastian Vs. Sarah Dunn results
“This time on Let her have it, we have a competition between two friends who used to act on Hollyoaks. They have known each other for along time now. Today one is going to get messy. Who will it be? We will see very shortly,” Mr. G. said to open the program. “Let’s welcome Ali Bastian and Sarah Dunn..” Ali and Sarah walked onto the stage together both giving half hearted smiles. Each wore a pink striped button down shirt and a short grey skirt. “And today, there is a special added stipulation. The ladies have agreed that the loser will have to receive the mess wearing only their underwear. So we are going to get to see a bit of skin as an added bonus. So the stakes are high today. I am sure neither Ali or Sarah wants to be the one with the most votes. Let’s go to the ladies and get their thoughts. Sarah?”
“Well, what can I say,” Sarah said,” I am pretty nervous. I think that there is a pretty decent chance that I could end the evening in my underwear covered in mess, so all I can do is keep my fingers crossed that the viewers have chosen in their infinite wisdom to save me, but I am prepared for the worst.”
“And Ali, you’ve been on Hollyoaks in your underwear half a dozen times. I guess that won’t bother you,” Mr. G. said. “ Well, it’s a bit different, ”Ali said,” It would be a bit more embarrassing for some reason in this situation. I just know that the loser is going to get absolutely trashed. I think it could go either way. I love Sarah as a friend, but unfortunately it is either me or her, so I would rather it be her. I’m sure that there are a lot of people out there that would want to see me covered in mess though. So, I could easily be the one getting it tonight.”
“Ok,” Mr. G. said,” The you can feel the tension in the studio tonight. Can we dim the lights so that we can announce the results please? I can now reveal that the person who will be getting the mess this evening, with nearly 63 percent of the votes…” Ali And Sarah were shown. They closed their eyes and crossed their fingers. They seemed to be whispering please to themselves. “The person with the most votes is… Ali Bastian.” Ali grimaced and laughed. “Ugh,” she said, looking down at her shoes. Sarah just looked relieved. “Thank god,” she said. She ran her hand over her forehead pretending to wipe the sweat away. The crowded cheered and laughed.
“So, Sarah. You won. How do you feel,” Mr. G. asked. “Relieved more than anything. I feel bad for Ali but I am just so glad that it is not going to be me,” Sarah replied. “Ali, you lost. How are you feeling.” Mr. G. asked. “She kicked my butt. I have a feeling this is going to be really dirty and disgusting. I don’t know what to say. Be gentle with me.”
The famous chair and cart where then brought out. “Ok, everyone, as we all know there was a special stipulation for tonight. That stipulation was underwear. I am sure that all of the guys out there in the audience are going to enjoy this and some of the women as well. This might be the time to press record on your VCRs ladies and gentlemen. As a part of the vote, Ali now has to strip down to her bra an panties.”
Ali was lead by the hand to the centre of the stage. She was asked to comply. Ali slowly unbuttoned her top, almost trying to stall for time. She undid each button and then pulled her arms from her shirt. She folded it up and handed it to Sarah. It revealed that Ali was wearing a tight black bra. She then kicked of her shoes. She stood at the centre of the stage and started to undo her skirt from behind. She undid the bottom and then slid her skirt down her tanned legs. She lifted her leg and removed her skirt. She folded her skirt and handed it to Sarah. Ali wore a matching pair of black panties. She stood in the centre of the stage with a half hearted smile and waived to the crowd. The camera did a shot starting at her ankles, panning up her body giving a full screen view of her legs, panties, bra and then her face. She was then lead to the hot seat where she sat down, crossing her legs. “It’s kind of chilly in hear,” Ali joked. Sarah placed Ali’s clothes safely on the trolley and prepared to do the honours. Ali was a lot more worried about the mess then she was being seen in her underwear. She had been on television wearing less dozens of times in the past.
“Ok,” Mr. G. said,” Ali is all set up and waiting to go. Sarah, when you are ready it is time to let Ali have.” Sarah eyed up the items that she had been given to use. “Gross,” she said, ”Sorry in advance Ali babe.” Ali tried to grin and bear it.
The first item was five large banana milk shakes. The lids had been removed. “This might be a bit cold, “Sarah said. Sarah took the first two and started at Ali’s ankles. Ali squealed and jumped in her seat, cringing at the feeling of the cold shake on her skin. Sarah poured the yellow banana shake up Ali’s calves and up onto her thighs. The thick yellow looking very good on Ali’s tanned muscular legs. The next two Sarah poured over Ali’s head. Ali closed her eyes as Sarah tipped the shake onto her head. It fell over her ponytail and all over her face. She screamed and scrunched her face up as the second shake slowly poured onto her face, travelling down her body, slowly melting all the way down her. She shook her head and cleared her eyes. The last shake Sarah tipped onto Ali’s breasts and stomach. It coated her bra and poured onto her stomach and down onto her lap and underwear. Ali could not describe how the shake felted on her half naked body. She started rubbing her arms and legs in the shake.
The next bucket that Sarah picked up was full to the brim with spaghetti O’s. Ali sat in her chair, now resolved to her fate. Sarah took the heavy bucket with both hands and dragged it over to Ali. She struggled as she lifted it. Everyone could tell that the bucket was loaded with slop because of how heavy it was. Sarah lifted it up and poured the spaghetti O’s down over Ali. The mess landed on her head covering it in noodles and sauce. There was so much in the bucket that Sarah was able to just keep on pouring. The spaghetti O’s did the work for her. They poured onto every area of Ali’s body, sticking everywhere. Ali could feel the slop all over her body as poured everywhere. “Oh my god Ali.” Sarah said, “Sorry”. Sarah slightly laughed. “It’s ok, really,” Ali said.
The last bucket contained something truly revolting. Sarah went over to it and said,” Eww, this stuff really stinks.” The bucket contained slurry. When it was revealed Ali just gave a look that seemed to say, all of this happened to me already, it won’t be that much worse. Sarah held her nose with one hand as she brought the bucket over. Ali held her legs together and held her breath. She closed her eyes and tried not to breath. Sarah then lifted the bucket and slowly poured the disgusting slurry all over her friend. The mess engulfed Ali as it poured. It stuck to the slop that was already covering her body. The slurry managed to get everywhere as Sarah poured it. Ali cleared her eyes and tried to get as much slurry as she could from her mouth and nose. She picked some from her hair. She then stood up and let the slop that had collected in her lap and on the chair fall. She stood in the large puddle of mess on the floor. She moved her bare feet up and down in the ankle deep mess. She could feel it between her toes and on her ankle bracelet. She smiled and waived politely.
“So Sarah, that was an amazing mess for Ali. Have you any comments?,” Mr. G. asked. “Sorry, Ali. That was really disgusting. I am still glad it wasn’t me but it’s so sad for Ali,” Sarah said. “Ali, you were a really, really good sport today. The slop was particularly vile today,” Mr. G. said. “Yeah, I guess you could say that. It is kind of a surreal moment. I have to say I never thought I’d be sitting in my bra and knickers while my friend poured every manner of slop over me. It was an experience though, I have to say. I hope everyone at home isn’t watching this. I’ll never live it down.”
“For Ali and Sarah and everyone here, let’s watch that again,” Mr. G. said. Highlights of the gunging were shown in slow motion as Mr. G. did play by play. Ali cringed and laughed as she saw herself being covered in slurry and spaghetti O’s, still dripping in mess. Mr. G. then thanked Sarah and especially Ali for allowing today to happen. Everyone cheered their appreciation for Ali.
“This time on Let her have it, we have a competition between two friends who used to act on Hollyoaks. They have known each other for along time now. Today one is going to get messy. Who will it be? We will see very shortly,” Mr. G. said to open the program. “Let’s welcome Ali Bastian and Sarah Dunn..” Ali and Sarah walked onto the stage together both giving half hearted smiles. Each wore a pink striped button down shirt and a short grey skirt. “And today, there is a special added stipulation. The ladies have agreed that the loser will have to receive the mess wearing only their underwear. So we are going to get to see a bit of skin as an added bonus. So the stakes are high today. I am sure neither Ali or Sarah wants to be the one with the most votes. Let’s go to the ladies and get their thoughts. Sarah?”
“Well, what can I say,” Sarah said,” I am pretty nervous. I think that there is a pretty decent chance that I could end the evening in my underwear covered in mess, so all I can do is keep my fingers crossed that the viewers have chosen in their infinite wisdom to save me, but I am prepared for the worst.”
“And Ali, you’ve been on Hollyoaks in your underwear half a dozen times. I guess that won’t bother you,” Mr. G. said. “ Well, it’s a bit different, ”Ali said,” It would be a bit more embarrassing for some reason in this situation. I just know that the loser is going to get absolutely trashed. I think it could go either way. I love Sarah as a friend, but unfortunately it is either me or her, so I would rather it be her. I’m sure that there are a lot of people out there that would want to see me covered in mess though. So, I could easily be the one getting it tonight.”
“Ok,” Mr. G. said,” The you can feel the tension in the studio tonight. Can we dim the lights so that we can announce the results please? I can now reveal that the person who will be getting the mess this evening, with nearly 63 percent of the votes…” Ali And Sarah were shown. They closed their eyes and crossed their fingers. They seemed to be whispering please to themselves. “The person with the most votes is… Ali Bastian.” Ali grimaced and laughed. “Ugh,” she said, looking down at her shoes. Sarah just looked relieved. “Thank god,” she said. She ran her hand over her forehead pretending to wipe the sweat away. The crowded cheered and laughed.
“So, Sarah. You won. How do you feel,” Mr. G. asked. “Relieved more than anything. I feel bad for Ali but I am just so glad that it is not going to be me,” Sarah replied. “Ali, you lost. How are you feeling.” Mr. G. asked. “She kicked my butt. I have a feeling this is going to be really dirty and disgusting. I don’t know what to say. Be gentle with me.”
The famous chair and cart where then brought out. “Ok, everyone, as we all know there was a special stipulation for tonight. That stipulation was underwear. I am sure that all of the guys out there in the audience are going to enjoy this and some of the women as well. This might be the time to press record on your VCRs ladies and gentlemen. As a part of the vote, Ali now has to strip down to her bra an panties.”
Ali was lead by the hand to the centre of the stage. She was asked to comply. Ali slowly unbuttoned her top, almost trying to stall for time. She undid each button and then pulled her arms from her shirt. She folded it up and handed it to Sarah. It revealed that Ali was wearing a tight black bra. She then kicked of her shoes. She stood at the centre of the stage and started to undo her skirt from behind. She undid the bottom and then slid her skirt down her tanned legs. She lifted her leg and removed her skirt. She folded her skirt and handed it to Sarah. Ali wore a matching pair of black panties. She stood in the centre of the stage with a half hearted smile and waived to the crowd. The camera did a shot starting at her ankles, panning up her body giving a full screen view of her legs, panties, bra and then her face. She was then lead to the hot seat where she sat down, crossing her legs. “It’s kind of chilly in hear,” Ali joked. Sarah placed Ali’s clothes safely on the trolley and prepared to do the honours. Ali was a lot more worried about the mess then she was being seen in her underwear. She had been on television wearing less dozens of times in the past.
“Ok,” Mr. G. said,” Ali is all set up and waiting to go. Sarah, when you are ready it is time to let Ali have.” Sarah eyed up the items that she had been given to use. “Gross,” she said, ”Sorry in advance Ali babe.” Ali tried to grin and bear it.
The first item was five large banana milk shakes. The lids had been removed. “This might be a bit cold, “Sarah said. Sarah took the first two and started at Ali’s ankles. Ali squealed and jumped in her seat, cringing at the feeling of the cold shake on her skin. Sarah poured the yellow banana shake up Ali’s calves and up onto her thighs. The thick yellow looking very good on Ali’s tanned muscular legs. The next two Sarah poured over Ali’s head. Ali closed her eyes as Sarah tipped the shake onto her head. It fell over her ponytail and all over her face. She screamed and scrunched her face up as the second shake slowly poured onto her face, travelling down her body, slowly melting all the way down her. She shook her head and cleared her eyes. The last shake Sarah tipped onto Ali’s breasts and stomach. It coated her bra and poured onto her stomach and down onto her lap and underwear. Ali could not describe how the shake felted on her half naked body. She started rubbing her arms and legs in the shake.
The next bucket that Sarah picked up was full to the brim with spaghetti O’s. Ali sat in her chair, now resolved to her fate. Sarah took the heavy bucket with both hands and dragged it over to Ali. She struggled as she lifted it. Everyone could tell that the bucket was loaded with slop because of how heavy it was. Sarah lifted it up and poured the spaghetti O’s down over Ali. The mess landed on her head covering it in noodles and sauce. There was so much in the bucket that Sarah was able to just keep on pouring. The spaghetti O’s did the work for her. They poured onto every area of Ali’s body, sticking everywhere. Ali could feel the slop all over her body as poured everywhere. “Oh my god Ali.” Sarah said, “Sorry”. Sarah slightly laughed. “It’s ok, really,” Ali said.
The last bucket contained something truly revolting. Sarah went over to it and said,” Eww, this stuff really stinks.” The bucket contained slurry. When it was revealed Ali just gave a look that seemed to say, all of this happened to me already, it won’t be that much worse. Sarah held her nose with one hand as she brought the bucket over. Ali held her legs together and held her breath. She closed her eyes and tried not to breath. Sarah then lifted the bucket and slowly poured the disgusting slurry all over her friend. The mess engulfed Ali as it poured. It stuck to the slop that was already covering her body. The slurry managed to get everywhere as Sarah poured it. Ali cleared her eyes and tried to get as much slurry as she could from her mouth and nose. She picked some from her hair. She then stood up and let the slop that had collected in her lap and on the chair fall. She stood in the large puddle of mess on the floor. She moved her bare feet up and down in the ankle deep mess. She could feel it between her toes and on her ankle bracelet. She smiled and waived politely.
“So Sarah, that was an amazing mess for Ali. Have you any comments?,” Mr. G. asked. “Sorry, Ali. That was really disgusting. I am still glad it wasn’t me but it’s so sad for Ali,” Sarah said. “Ali, you were a really, really good sport today. The slop was particularly vile today,” Mr. G. said. “Yeah, I guess you could say that. It is kind of a surreal moment. I have to say I never thought I’d be sitting in my bra and knickers while my friend poured every manner of slop over me. It was an experience though, I have to say. I hope everyone at home isn’t watching this. I’ll never live it down.”
“For Ali and Sarah and everyone here, let’s watch that again,” Mr. G. said. Highlights of the gunging were shown in slow motion as Mr. G. did play by play. Ali cringed and laughed as she saw herself being covered in slurry and spaghetti O’s, still dripping in mess. Mr. G. then thanked Sarah and especially Ali for allowing today to happen. Everyone cheered their appreciation for Ali.
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