Libby Kennedy vs. Steph Scully the Results
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The long awaited day had finally arrived in Ramsey Street. Two of its most famous residents had challenged each other to a competition that was going to result in one of them being covered in messy slop in front of the entire street. All of their friends and family would be present. It was going to be very embarrassing for one of them. It would be a day that they were never going to hear the end of. Truth be known, the only reason that either was willing to consent to taking part in this was the desire to see their best mate covered in mess. Steph and Libby had been best friends for many years and had their share of ups and downs. Today was going to be all or nothing.
It was a Saturday afternoon. Like any other, but there was tension in the air. Everyone knew that at five o’clock the results of the vote would be coming in and someone was going to be in for the most embarrassing moment of their lives. As a special treat it was arranged that Steph and Libby’s mothers would be reading out the results that would see one of their daughters covered in mess for all to see. It was something neither of them wanted to miss out on.
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In the middle of the street in one their front yards, everything was all set up. In a semi circle were several dozen chairs set up. In front of them was a chair with several buckets at one side. On the chair was a pair of handcuffs. The crowd gathered early, as everyone wanted a front row seat for the afternoon’s facilities. It was also planned that there was going to be a party afterwards that would last into the evening.
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Eventually everyone gathered round. Steph and Libby waited in their houses nervously. They could hear the buzz of the crowd outside, just waiting to see one of them humiliated. They both were now nervous and sweating. They listened as their mothers came out and bowed for the crowd. “Today, is a very special day for our little town,” Lynn Scully said. “As you all know, one of our daughters will be getting covered in mess for all of our viewing pleasure,” Susan Kennedy said. “We know that you are all dying to see this and so are we. Should we bring them out?” The crowd cheered their approval. “May we introduce Stephanie Scully and Libby Kennedy.” the crowd cheered as the ladies entered. Libby was wearing a red, slightly frilly armless top and a black skirt. Steph was wearing an army green tank top and a pair of camouflage army shorts. They smiled and waived as they walked out to join their mothers at centre stage. The crowd cheered and laughed.
“So,” Susan said,” In a few short moments we will read our results and someone is going to get it good. First lets have a word with our lovely daughters. Libby how are you feelings?,” she asked. “ Not great,” she said sarcastically,” I just really, really hope that it is not me that ends up in the mess. I think Steph should be the one who gets it, because she is dying to do it to me. She wants to get me so much. She would just love it.” The mic was then passed to Steph. “You got that right. Pouring disgusting mess all over Libby would definitely be a moment to remember. I would relish every second of it. Plus it would be pretty embarrassing if it happened to me. I would rather give than receive in this case.”
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“So, Libby, Steph. Their fate lies in your hands. There is nothing they can do about it now because we have our results,” Lynn said. “Here we go, silence please.” Libby scrunched up her face and crossed her fingers. Steph bit her lip and moved her lips in and out looking up at the sky. “The person with the most votes, and twice as many votes as the runner up is….Libby Kennedy.” Lynn and Susan laughed and pointed at Libby. Steph shouted,” Yes, yes, yes, in your face.” Libby’s eyes widened and her mouth fell into a shocked expression. She put her hand to her mouth and then her chest. She blushed and sweated. The crowd chanted Gunge her, gunge her. “Please, Steph no. I’m begging you don’t do this. Please, I’ll do anything.” “Sorry Libby, I am going to love this. It is going to be so good. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”
Libby laughed and was taken by the hand to the chair. She sat down and crossed her legs, hugging her arms. Steph grabbed the handcuffs and held them in front of Libby and the audience. She wiggled them about. She leaned over in Libby’s face, teasing her, sticking her tongue out. She took Libby’s wrist and quickly slipped the handcuffs on. She pulled her hand behind her back and cuffed the other hand, cuffing Libby to the chair. “There is no escape. Mwah ha ha,” Libby said with an evil laugh. Libby tried to kick her feet in protest. “My students are going to love this I can tell you. Their teacher helpless and embarrassed.”
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Libby grimaced and begged as Steph grabbed the first item that she was going to use. Steph grabbed a bottle of ketchup in one hand and a bottle of mustard in the other. Libby begged and laughed as Steph approached. She closed her eyes as Steph brought the ketchup bottle forward and sprayed the ketchup right in Libby’s face. She closed her eyes as ketchup was sprayed down her, cheeks nose and mouth. She spit a bit out as Steph took the other hands and sprayed mustard on the other side of Libby’s face, sending bright yellow mustard on her bangs, forehead and down her face. She lowed the bottles down and criss crossed them, pouring mess onto Libby’s neck and top. The handcuffs clanked on the chair as Libby struggled. Steph saturated Libby’s shirt in condiments. She lowered the bottles spraing more onto Libby’s skirt and then all over her bare thighs and knees. Globs of mustard and ketchup poured and dotted on Libby’s pale skin as Steph showered her friend’s legs in mustard and ketchup They mixed together making an orangish mess all over Libby. She was already completely covered and she knew this was only the beginning of what Steph had in store for her.
Steph now grabbed a bucket of leftover apple sauce. It was thick, slimy and crunchy. She held the bucket over Libby. Libby screamed as Steph quickly turned the bucket over on her, showering her in the disgusting substance. It oozed over her head and face, slopping her hair and sticking to her clothes. The slightly viscous substance of the apple sauce slithered down Libby’s bare arms and cleavage. It coated over the mess that already covered Libby. Libby spit out large chunks of apple which fell to her lap. She opened her legs and let the applesauce fall down her and down onto the floor. More plopped onto her skirt and legs. She shivered and grimaced as she felt the cold sloppy mess down her back and inside her top. Steph took her hand now and grabbed the thick bits of applesauce that had collected at the bottom of the bucket. She took her hand and pushed it in Libby’s face rubbing it round and round. The rest took in her hands pushed it into Libby’s chest, rubbing it round and round , smearing it onto her top and breasts then on her skirt and legs. Libby squealed and banged her handcuffed wrists as Steph rubbed the mess all over her body, helpless to retaliate in any way.
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The last bucket she had was filled with macaroni and cheese. It was both slimy and thick. Steph took the bucket over to Libby and held it above her again. Libby closed her eyes and scrunched up her nose as she awaited what was about to happen to her. In a second, Steph tipped the bucket. Blobs of the macaroni encased in disgusting white cheese sauce hit Libby on the top of her head and fell onto her face. One bit of the spiral macaroni stuck to Libby’s nostril for a second. Some clung to her hair. The site of the macaroni and cheese falling all over Libby’s face was a moment to remember for sure. More fell into her lap and onto her legs. Some fell and collected in her skirt. She moved her knees together causes some to squeeze out between her thighs and up her skirt. Bits of the pasta and cheese stuck all over Libby’s body. Steph teased her as she emptied the last of it onto Libby’s face and breasts. Steph then placed the bucket at her side and stood back to admire her work. There sat her best friend Libby covered in mess and Steph relished it. Libby’s mother loved it as well.
“That was so much fun,” Steph said. “ It was everything I hoped for and more. We should do this every week.” meanwhile Lynn went to Libby with the microphone and asked,” Libby, how was that for you.” Libby smiled and laughed.” I am filthy. That was so embarrassing. What can I say. Steph totally owned me. My students definitely are going to love this. I will be hearing about this on Monday. Can you let me out of these handcuffs though.” “Actually, Libby, we have another surprise for you. As you know, we are now having a party. We thought it would be fun for everyone if you stayed handcuffed for the party. We also have some nice pies. We thought it would be fun to just let everyone pie you throughout the evening.” ”That’s not fair,” Libby said,” I am covered in mess already. Let me go.” It was no use however. Libby was stuck handcuffed to the chair. She would have to sit there for the next two hours while anyone who wanted to pelted her with pies. Her mother and students took great advantage of this throughout the evening. At the end of the night she was uncuffed and allowed to clean herself off in the garden with her mother’s hose. Steph, of course teased her the whole time. She was right about people not letting her forget it. That Monday Steph had hundreds of copies of the pictures she had taken of Libby made and handed them out to everyone she knew. When she went to work on Monday, Libby found her classroom littered with pictures of her covered in disgusting mess.
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The long awaited day had finally arrived in Ramsey Street. Two of its most famous residents had challenged each other to a competition that was going to result in one of them being covered in messy slop in front of the entire street. All of their friends and family would be present. It was going to be very embarrassing for one of them. It would be a day that they were never going to hear the end of. Truth be known, the only reason that either was willing to consent to taking part in this was the desire to see their best mate covered in mess. Steph and Libby had been best friends for many years and had their share of ups and downs. Today was going to be all or nothing.
It was a Saturday afternoon. Like any other, but there was tension in the air. Everyone knew that at five o’clock the results of the vote would be coming in and someone was going to be in for the most embarrassing moment of their lives. As a special treat it was arranged that Steph and Libby’s mothers would be reading out the results that would see one of their daughters covered in mess for all to see. It was something neither of them wanted to miss out on.
In the middle of the street in one their front yards, everything was all set up. In a semi circle were several dozen chairs set up. In front of them was a chair with several buckets at one side. On the chair was a pair of handcuffs. The crowd gathered early, as everyone wanted a front row seat for the afternoon’s facilities. It was also planned that there was going to be a party afterwards that would last into the evening.
Eventually everyone gathered round. Steph and Libby waited in their houses nervously. They could hear the buzz of the crowd outside, just waiting to see one of them humiliated. They both were now nervous and sweating. They listened as their mothers came out and bowed for the crowd. “Today, is a very special day for our little town,” Lynn Scully said. “As you all know, one of our daughters will be getting covered in mess for all of our viewing pleasure,” Susan Kennedy said. “We know that you are all dying to see this and so are we. Should we bring them out?” The crowd cheered their approval. “May we introduce Stephanie Scully and Libby Kennedy.” the crowd cheered as the ladies entered. Libby was wearing a red, slightly frilly armless top and a black skirt. Steph was wearing an army green tank top and a pair of camouflage army shorts. They smiled and waived as they walked out to join their mothers at centre stage. The crowd cheered and laughed.
“So,” Susan said,” In a few short moments we will read our results and someone is going to get it good. First lets have a word with our lovely daughters. Libby how are you feelings?,” she asked. “ Not great,” she said sarcastically,” I just really, really hope that it is not me that ends up in the mess. I think Steph should be the one who gets it, because she is dying to do it to me. She wants to get me so much. She would just love it.” The mic was then passed to Steph. “You got that right. Pouring disgusting mess all over Libby would definitely be a moment to remember. I would relish every second of it. Plus it would be pretty embarrassing if it happened to me. I would rather give than receive in this case.”
“So, Libby, Steph. Their fate lies in your hands. There is nothing they can do about it now because we have our results,” Lynn said. “Here we go, silence please.” Libby scrunched up her face and crossed her fingers. Steph bit her lip and moved her lips in and out looking up at the sky. “The person with the most votes, and twice as many votes as the runner up is….Libby Kennedy.” Lynn and Susan laughed and pointed at Libby. Steph shouted,” Yes, yes, yes, in your face.” Libby’s eyes widened and her mouth fell into a shocked expression. She put her hand to her mouth and then her chest. She blushed and sweated. The crowd chanted Gunge her, gunge her. “Please, Steph no. I’m begging you don’t do this. Please, I’ll do anything.” “Sorry Libby, I am going to love this. It is going to be so good. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”
Libby laughed and was taken by the hand to the chair. She sat down and crossed her legs, hugging her arms. Steph grabbed the handcuffs and held them in front of Libby and the audience. She wiggled them about. She leaned over in Libby’s face, teasing her, sticking her tongue out. She took Libby’s wrist and quickly slipped the handcuffs on. She pulled her hand behind her back and cuffed the other hand, cuffing Libby to the chair. “There is no escape. Mwah ha ha,” Libby said with an evil laugh. Libby tried to kick her feet in protest. “My students are going to love this I can tell you. Their teacher helpless and embarrassed.”
Libby grimaced and begged as Steph grabbed the first item that she was going to use. Steph grabbed a bottle of ketchup in one hand and a bottle of mustard in the other. Libby begged and laughed as Steph approached. She closed her eyes as Steph brought the ketchup bottle forward and sprayed the ketchup right in Libby’s face. She closed her eyes as ketchup was sprayed down her, cheeks nose and mouth. She spit a bit out as Steph took the other hands and sprayed mustard on the other side of Libby’s face, sending bright yellow mustard on her bangs, forehead and down her face. She lowed the bottles down and criss crossed them, pouring mess onto Libby’s neck and top. The handcuffs clanked on the chair as Libby struggled. Steph saturated Libby’s shirt in condiments. She lowered the bottles spraing more onto Libby’s skirt and then all over her bare thighs and knees. Globs of mustard and ketchup poured and dotted on Libby’s pale skin as Steph showered her friend’s legs in mustard and ketchup They mixed together making an orangish mess all over Libby. She was already completely covered and she knew this was only the beginning of what Steph had in store for her.
Steph now grabbed a bucket of leftover apple sauce. It was thick, slimy and crunchy. She held the bucket over Libby. Libby screamed as Steph quickly turned the bucket over on her, showering her in the disgusting substance. It oozed over her head and face, slopping her hair and sticking to her clothes. The slightly viscous substance of the apple sauce slithered down Libby’s bare arms and cleavage. It coated over the mess that already covered Libby. Libby spit out large chunks of apple which fell to her lap. She opened her legs and let the applesauce fall down her and down onto the floor. More plopped onto her skirt and legs. She shivered and grimaced as she felt the cold sloppy mess down her back and inside her top. Steph took her hand now and grabbed the thick bits of applesauce that had collected at the bottom of the bucket. She took her hand and pushed it in Libby’s face rubbing it round and round. The rest took in her hands pushed it into Libby’s chest, rubbing it round and round , smearing it onto her top and breasts then on her skirt and legs. Libby squealed and banged her handcuffed wrists as Steph rubbed the mess all over her body, helpless to retaliate in any way.
The last bucket she had was filled with macaroni and cheese. It was both slimy and thick. Steph took the bucket over to Libby and held it above her again. Libby closed her eyes and scrunched up her nose as she awaited what was about to happen to her. In a second, Steph tipped the bucket. Blobs of the macaroni encased in disgusting white cheese sauce hit Libby on the top of her head and fell onto her face. One bit of the spiral macaroni stuck to Libby’s nostril for a second. Some clung to her hair. The site of the macaroni and cheese falling all over Libby’s face was a moment to remember for sure. More fell into her lap and onto her legs. Some fell and collected in her skirt. She moved her knees together causes some to squeeze out between her thighs and up her skirt. Bits of the pasta and cheese stuck all over Libby’s body. Steph teased her as she emptied the last of it onto Libby’s face and breasts. Steph then placed the bucket at her side and stood back to admire her work. There sat her best friend Libby covered in mess and Steph relished it. Libby’s mother loved it as well.
“That was so much fun,” Steph said. “ It was everything I hoped for and more. We should do this every week.” meanwhile Lynn went to Libby with the microphone and asked,” Libby, how was that for you.” Libby smiled and laughed.” I am filthy. That was so embarrassing. What can I say. Steph totally owned me. My students definitely are going to love this. I will be hearing about this on Monday. Can you let me out of these handcuffs though.” “Actually, Libby, we have another surprise for you. As you know, we are now having a party. We thought it would be fun for everyone if you stayed handcuffed for the party. We also have some nice pies. We thought it would be fun to just let everyone pie you throughout the evening.” ”That’s not fair,” Libby said,” I am covered in mess already. Let me go.” It was no use however. Libby was stuck handcuffed to the chair. She would have to sit there for the next two hours while anyone who wanted to pelted her with pies. Her mother and students took great advantage of this throughout the evening. At the end of the night she was uncuffed and allowed to clean herself off in the garden with her mother’s hose. Steph, of course teased her the whole time. She was right about people not letting her forget it. That Monday Steph had hundreds of copies of the pictures she had taken of Libby made and handed them out to everyone she knew. When she went to work on Monday, Libby found her classroom littered with pictures of her covered in disgusting mess.
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