Kerry Katona that’s why mums….

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This story contains some nudity and adult content. Soem may find this offensive.
Also, despite what this story may indicate, I really, really like Kerry Katona. I think that she is great. So this story is nothing against her it is just a fantasy. i actually think she is great. Thanks.

Kerry Katona that’s why mums….

Kerry Katona was bankrupt. She was in serious financial trouble and did not see any way out of the situation that she was in. She had already been dropped from all of her endorsements. This had cost her a great loss in income. One of her biggest deals had been with Iceland. She had appeared in their commercials for years and was synonymous with their brand and their catch phrase, that’s why Mums go to Iceland. She enjoyed working for them until she had been unceremoniously dropped by them as a spokesperson. For all of these reasons, Kerry was very excited when Iceland contacted her again and asked if she would be interested in appearing in a brand new Iceland promotion. Then she was told what was involved. This, certainly made her think twice. It was going to involve them “trying new foods” on Kerry and possibly some nudity. She did not mind the messy aspect that much. That wasn’t such a big deal. It would mean a high level of public embarrassment though. Kerry was certainly used to that though. She seemed to embarrass herself all of time. Some of her antics had been shameful and she regretted most of them later. It was also discussed that taking part in this stunt would be a way to apologize to the public and to maybe win back some support from her former fans. A lot of people were sick of Kerry and even angry at her for her actions in the past. This would be a way to show that she was humble and was truly sorry for her behaviour. Mind you, spun the other way, it could be said that this was just another example of Kerry’s shamelessness and evidence that she really would do just about anything for publicity and to be in the spotlight. At the end of the day, the money involved was the final selling point. She needed the cash desperately and she had a family to think about. She was in the same position as most of us in the UK, she needed to bring money in to keep food on the table and a roof over her head. She was willing to humiliate herself a bit in order to do this. It was actually a very brave and selfless act that Kerry was doing. She was sacrificing her dignity a little bit, in the short term, in order to support herself and her family in the long term. Public humiliation was nothing new for Kerry. In her career, she had made tons of mistakes over and over again. This promotion was just going to add to the list.



Kerry was very nervous, to say the least. She was always very nervous before doing anything like this. She knew that there were a lot of people out there who did not like her. Maybe, today would win a few of them over. She had been on nearly every reality tv show that was on the air already. She was running out of options for her career. This promotion was going to see her be punished publicly. She wore a short black dress and had her hair cut into a blonde bob. She put on her makeup and looked at herself in the mirror. “I can’t believe I am doing this,” she said to her self. She was shaking and almost hyperventilating with nervousness. She calmed herself and headed out.



The event was going to take place in a real Iceland store in the community. It was one of the larger stores in London. Luckily for Kerry, the store had been shut down for filming of this promotion. At least there would not be an audience around to watch this. However, it was being filmed. It did help Kerry to know that people would not be watching this live. She was driven to the store and let in. She was greeted by the director as well as someone representing the company. “I am very nervous,” Kerry said. “Do I really have to do this?,” she joked. “Kerry, you agreed to this. You signed the contract and you are happy to receive the payment, so you have to comply with the conditions. There is really no way out. If you were to back out then we would have to consult the lawyers. The contract is binding and you signed it of your own free will,” the company rep told. Her. “I know that,” she said,” Do I really have to do all of it though?” “Yes, you signed the contract and agreed. Anyway, this might actually do wonders for you image half the country hates you right now,” Kerry sighed and agreed. “the theme is a bit adult though isn’t it for a promotion for a food store.” “That may be, but we are trying to appeal to a new audience. Anyway there is nudity on television and even newspapers every day here. You must know that this will not be on the television every day in its full form anyway. There will be commercials, but the dvd will be an Iceland exclusive,” the rep beamed. Kerry was bright red already.

“As you know Kerry, since we let you go, there have been other celebrities who have taken your place as our celebrity spokesperson. Today, our latest spokesperson will be the person, shall we say, who will be taking the lead in the whole thing,” the rep said. “So, one of my replacements is going to be the one trashing me?,” Kerry said. The rep nodded the affirmative. She told Kerry who it would be. It was no one that Kerry had ever heard of before. People like Colleen Nolan, Jason Donovan and Stacey Solomon had all represented the company as well, but it was none of them. This person was not on Kerry’s level of celebrity and not only had she replaced her, but now she would be the one carrying out the embarrassment on Kerry. Of course Kerry was very annoyed at all of this and quite ashamed. They were clearly sending a message to her about her career and about how far she had fallen. If they were trying to make a point and put her in her place, they were succeeding. This was really rubbing it in. The new celebrity spokeswoman was a middle aged woman who had been selected to be a new spokesperson for the company. She was a customer who had been chosen as a part of the store’s new marketing strategy. It soon became apparent the angle that the company was going for. They wanted to stress that they were a store for everyday people and now they had an everyday mother as their representative. They were going to tell everyone that they were all about the every day mother rather than the celebrity mother. This promotion in particular was going to show an average, every day mother getting her own back on a celebrity mother. The whole campaign was anti celebrity. The company was going to distance themselves from celebrities that had worked with them in the past. It was going to tell the public that it had no interest in celebrities any more. They were going to show the world that they represented every day people and not celebrities. Unfortunately for Kerry, this promotion was just the zenith of the campaign.



Kerry was introduced to the new spokesperson. “Hi I’m Kerry,” she smiled and said in a friendly tone. Kerry was a really nice person whose insecurity and inner turmoil had caused her to make mistakes, but she was kind and very friendly. She reached out her hand. The woman turned up her nose and said in a patronising voice, “Hello” “Well,” Kerry said, nervously,” It looks like you will be the one whose going to be doing all of these embarrassing things to me. It’s weird cause we don’t even know each other.” “It is funny what some people will do to keep themselves in the limelight. Some people are willing to degrade themselves just for the fame,” the woman said. It was clear now that, although Kerry was the celebrity, it was this woman who was looking down at her. Kerry instantly knew that this woman thought she was an over privileged star. She had no sympathy for Kerry and thought that she and behaved disgustingly. “Oh I see,” Kerry said softly. She knew that this woman thought that she was better than her. Normally she would have considered yelling and telling the snotty cow off, but she held it in. “I know I am famous and stuff, but I am just like you. I make mistakes and have problems just like everyone else,” Kerry said calmly. “ People don’t hate you because you are celebrity,” the woman said sanctimoniously, “They hate you because of the way that you behave. You have done nothing to be proud of. Today I get to get one back for all of the normal women out there. You representing the store, and I bet you never even cook for yourself. I am going to enjoy today,” the woman said. Kerry was speechless. “What are you talking about? I’m as common as muck me,” Kerry said. “You sure are,” the lady responded.



They were then ordered to their spots so that the shooting could begin. Kerry was nearly in tears with frustration and anger. She stood on her mark next to the woman. The cameras started rolling. The woman introduced herself. She said, “You won’t know me because I am just an average housewife and mother. I work a normal job and look after my kids. I am the new Iceland spokesperson. I always shop at Iceland. The prices are fantastic, the food is convenient and delicious. Myself and Iceland represent all of the Mums out there who work hard and love their families. We are here today to fight back against the media and celebrities. All we ever hear about these days is celebrity Mums. They have nannies and maids and chefs to help them out. Today we are going to fight back against celebrity mums and get one back for all of the working class mums out there. Next to me here, we have the one and only Kerry Katona. Miss Katona is the perfect example of the type of celebrity mum that we are talking about. Everyone knows about her behaviour and how she has acted in the past. She used to represent Iceland, but now she represents exactly what Iceland is not all about. I think that everyone would agree that Kerry here definitely deserves to be punished publicly for all of the things that she has done. To her credit, she has agreed to take part today and to submit to the punishment.”



“Everyone, I want to say that I am so sorry. I did not mean the things that I have done. Please forgive me,” Kerry said in her sexy accent. The director then told everyone to begin. “Please be gentle with me,” Kerry begged the woman. She just smirked and didn’t answer. She walked towards Kerry and ordered her to put her hands above her head. She grabbed Kerry’s dress at the underarms and yanked it down. With one swift pull, she pulled the dress completely off of Kerry’s body. She then tossed it aside towards the camera. Kerry’s mouth fell agape and her eyes widened. She tried to use her hands to cover herself. She still had on matching black underwear, however. Kerry stood in the middle of the store in broad daylight in just her bra and panties. Kerry’s body was tanned and slightly chubby. It was beautiful with it’s curves. Her breasts and backside were decidedly large. Her legs were thick and sexy. She was voluptuous. Women would call her fat, but her body was just perfect. Kerry really did represent everyday women in a lot of ways. Her body type was not stick thin, but round and curvy in all of the right areas. She looked incredible. The woman then ordered Kerry to turn around. She had no other choice but to obey. The woman unhooked Kerry’s bra and tossed that aside as well. Kerry tried to hold her breasts with her hands. The woman then took both hands and placed them on Kerry’s waist. She grabbed the waist of her panties on wither side. She then, swiftly, pulled them down to Kerry’s ankles. Kerry’s sexy, large backside was revealed in full view of the camera. She was so busy trying to cover her other body parts, that she totally forgot that her ass was in full view of the camera. She then turned around quickly, when she realized. She used one arm across her breasts to cover them and placed her other hand between her legs to try to cover her completely shaved vagina.



In a second, the woman grabbed Kerry and pushed her towards one the freezer cases. She pushed her over and forced Kerry to bend over the case of food. “Spread em,” the woman joked. Kerry was made to stretch her arms out over the case. Her naked body was pressed against the slightly cold glass cases. She was bent over the case with her backside up in the air. She was completely prostrate, spread eagle over the case. Her legs slightly apart, knees bent slightly. Her vagina was partially visible from this angle and her big bottom was completely exposed and on show. It was not the most comfortable position to be in, but it was not so uncomfortable that Kerry could not hold it. She stood there waiting for wait would happen to her next.



“Now that Kerry is bending over, it is time for a spanking,” the woman said. The woman went to the section of the store that had all of the bathroom products in it. She grabbed a bath brush and walked over behind Kerry. “Please, don’t spank me,” Kerry said. “Oh it is punishment time,” the woman said. She tapped the bath brush against her hand a few times. She ran her fingers through the long flat bristles. She gave a wry smirk. She placed her hand on the top of Kerry’s exposed backside. Kerry closed her eyes and braced herself. Kerry knew that the whole world would have found the idea of a relative unknown spanking a celebrity like her hilarious. There were loads of her fellow celebrities that would have loved the chance to do this and to put Kerry in her place. Kerry closed her eyes and waited. The woman pulled back and swung the brush. She aimed it and swung it straight into Kerry’s backside. Kerry squealed when she felt the bristles hit and bounce of her round rear end. Her backside was a huge target. The woman pulled back again and whacked her rear end a second time. “Ouch,” Kerry yelped. It did not so much hurt as much as sting. The woman then took the brush and spanked Kerry faster. She hit her bottom five or six times in quick succession. She then spanked each cheek several time individually. She then took the brush and placed it onto Kerry’s ass. She rubbed it around on her bottom, almost massaging her. She then placed the top in between Kerry’s butt cheeks. Kerry moaned at the sensation of it between her butt cheeks. The woman moved the brush back and forth. The bristles, tickling Kerry’s butt crack. She forced Kerry’s legs open wider as she rubbed her crack with the brush. She then took the brush and reached it around between Kerry’s legs. She placed the bristles directly onto Kerry’s now throbbing vagina. Kerry moaned as she felt the sensation of the soft bristles against her private parts. The woman moved the brush, back and forth, rubbing Kerry’s pussy. The feeling of the bristles against her clitoris was orgasmic. It felt itchy in and outside of her nether regions. The feeling that brush was giving Kerry was uncontrollable. She tried to bite her lip and not show that she was enjoying what was happening, but she could not control how her body was reacting to the brush. The woman continued rubbing the brush all over Kerry. Before too, long the brush was wet, dripping with the fluids that started to emerge from Kerry’s private parts. The sensation that she was feeling was pretty close to what it feel like if someone’s fingers were rubbing her. Her fluids dripped down the brush and down her legs. Her juices stuck to the bristles of the brush as the merciless woman did not stop rubbing it on Kerry’s body. Kerry could not contain the animalistic sounds of pleasure that began to pour from her lips. “Oh, fuck,” she said. Her grunts, squeals and moans of pleasure filled the studio. “Uh,,ah,oh,” Kerry screamed. “Uh, uh,uh,” She closed her eyes. “Oh fuck, I‘m going to cum” she repeated as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. She then let go in a moment of absolute pleasure. She exploded in orgasm, without any thought to who else was around. Her vagina exploded in climax, spasming in pleasure. Her pussy exploded in a gush of warm fluid all over the brush. The woman tossed it aside. Kerry was already covered in sweat and fluids. It was now time for the woman to show everyone some of the food Iceland had for sale.

She grabbed and enormous black forest gateau. It was brown chocolate spongy cake covered in whipped cream, cherries in cherry sauce and chocolate sprinkles. “Iceland has a wide range of frozen deserts like this lovely black forest gateau. As Kerry is about to find out,” the woman said. She displayed the cake for the camera. She then walked up to Kerry. She put her hand onto Kerry’s back. She then took the cake and slammed it straight into Kerry’s awaiting round backside. It landed with a thump. The whole thing stuck to her rear end at first. Her entire butt was covered in the creamy, cherry covered cake. Kerry could feel the cream and cherries on her butt crack. Most of the spongy bit fell away, leaving the chocolate, cream and cherries all over her ass. The sponge slither down Kerry’s butt and down the backs of her legs, before landing on the floor.

“We also have a strawberry gateau that is very similar,” the woman added. She took one of these cakes and displayed it for the camera. She quickly ran around the other side of the case. She grabbed Kerry by the hair and pulled her head up. Kerry lifted her neck. The woman slammed the gateau into Kerry’s face with full force. She took pleasure in rubbing around in Kerry’s face. The gateau was yellow cake with custard, whipped cream, and strawberries in strawberry sauce. When the woman let go of the cake, it revealed Kerry’s face and blonde bangs covered in a light pink, sloppy messy. Kerry cleared her eyes with her index fingers. Blobs of the cake fell off her face. A strawberry fell from Kerry’s mouth. Her beautiful light blonde hair looked perfectly matched to the white and pink mess that mixed onto it now.

The woman then took a raspberry cheese cake. She took her hand and lifted Kerry’s head with it again, as she had to previously. She then took the cheesecake and placed it onto the glass case, inches from Kerry’s chin. She then took both hands and pushed Kerry’s face down into the cheesecake. Kerry kicked her legs comically as the woman rubbed her face into the cheesecake below. She then let go, leaving Kerry face deep in the cheesecake. Kerry lay motionless for a minute before lifting her head, which was now plastered in cheesecake. The cheesecake was not removed from where it was though.

The woman told the camera that Iceland had many varieties of cheesecakes. She then produced a toffee cheesecake. She displayed it with her hand to the camera. She then took the cheesecake and placed it, face up between Kerry’s thighs. She then pushed it upwards, straight up into Kerry’s crotch. The woman rotated her wrist and rotated the cheesecake between Kerry’s legs. Kerry could feel the stickiness of the light brown toffee as well as the blobs of thick toffee against her private parts. The woman smeared the cheesecake onto Kerry’s crotch, before letting go. The tin stuck where it was for a minute before falling on the floor with a metallic ping. Kerry knew that Iceland had an endless supply of foods to choose from. She did not know when this would end, because they could go on all day like this if they chose to do so. Never in her wildest dreams did Kerry think that things were going to go down like this. She began to wonder what else they had in store for her.

“And we don’t just have frozen deserts. We also have refrigerated deserts, such as these lovely trifles. As you can see, these ones are fruit salad with jelly, custard, whipped cream, sponge and fruit,” the woman said. She lifted the individual cups up and showed the camera. “Don’t they look, delicious. Kerry is going to experience them first hand.” She grabbed a handful and started dumping them on Kerry. She placed one on top of Kerry’s head, one on her behind and a few on her back. She then grabbed each and emptied them onto Kerry. The combination of the soft trifle with the custard and jelly smushed onto Kerry. Bits stuck all over her and fell down her body, down her lips. Bits hung from her bottom. The woman then took a large trifle. She asked Kerry to sit up a little. Kerry complied. The woman then took the family sized trifle and thrust it straight into Kerry’s enormous breasts. She pressed the plastic bowl against Kerry’s heaving bosom. Her nipples were already swollen and erect. The bowl of trifle stuck to Kerry’s boobs. The woman ordered her to go back into position.

“Iceland isn’t just good for deserts and puddings. It is great for low prices on every day staples such as eggs and milk,” the woman said. Kerry’s eyes widened. She did not have to guess what was about to come her way. First, the woman produced a tray of fifteen eggs. She took one in her hand and threw it at Kerry. It exploded when it hit her on the backside. The woman hurled more at Kerry. All hit their target, breaking on impact and sending sticky yellow egg down Kerry’s body. The woman came closer and began breaking eggs between Kerry’s legs and on her back. She then went around the other side. Kerry was instructed to say a line. She raised her head. “ Fifteen eggs for only one pound, only At Iceland.” The woman smiled and smashed the last egg over Kerry’s head. It broke and oozed yellow and bits of shell down her hair and face. She then grabbed two large bottles of milk. She popped the lids off and threw them aside. She took one bottle in each hand. She shook each of them up a bit. She stood by Kerry and started to pour. A veritable tidal wave of milk hit Kerry, washing over her naked body. The woman doused her in the milk, showering it all over her. Kerry’s body wiggled and contorted at the coldness of the milk at flowed over her. “Oh and don’t worry,” the lady said,” This milk is all gone off and curdled anyway, so we are making good use of it. Kerry still stood there, straddling the case of food, spoiled milk dripping down her body. The milk smelled awful and she had been showered in it. The woman then grabbed the last bottle of milk. Kerry was ordered to say another line. She lifted her head. “This large bottle of milk, still only a pound,” she said. With that the woman poured the bottle of spoiled milk over Kerry’s head. The clumps fell over her hair and face. Kerry shook her head, breathed out and gave a whatever kind of look.

The lady went around and spoke into the camera again. “Iceland also has a vast array of frozen, microwavable type of meals on offer that can be made quickly and easily for the whole family. I will demonstrate just part of their selection for you all right now.” Kerry’s eyes widened. “We have a wide variety of Chinese cuisine to chose from. Such as this lovely sweet and sour chicken with egg fried rice.” She displayed the box of the food and then the plate filled with the cooked dish. She then walked over to Kerry and tipped the plate over her head. The egg filled rice and sloppy chicken in sweet and sour sauce poured over Kerry’s head and down her face. She grimaced as the odd smelling meal was poured over her in its entirety. The food slithered in its slimed all the way down over Kerry’s body. Her enormous breasts dripped sweet and sour sauce and rice. Pineapple and chicken stuck to her face and collected over the freezer case. “And if you don’t like Chinese, what about Indian? Check out this lovely chicken korma with basmati rice. Only one pound.” Again she displayed the box and then the enormous plate of the meal. The korma was a tannish yellow. “I happen to know that this is one of Kerry’s all time favourites,” the lady said. She instructed the star to raise her head. Kerry did as she was told. The woman took the plate sideways and turned it slightly. The bargain basement curry slid in its entirety off the plate and landed on Kerry’s head. The top of her head was covered in the sauce. The chicken fell down her face and then down her body. Her face was plastered in curry sauce. The plastic trifle dish finally fell to the ground. The floor of the store was a complete mess by now.

“There is also a fine selection of Italian food on offer, such as this lovely frozen cheesy spaghetti and meatball dish. I know Kerry loves this one so I will let her have a good taste.” She walked to the other side of the case gain. She pulled Kerry’s head up again and taunted her. She placed the bowl of spaghetti with mince and sauce and cheese in front of Kerry’s face. “Go on have a taste,2 she was instructed. Kerry placed her face in the dish and had a bite of the spaghetti. “How did that taste?,” the lady asked. Kerry, raised her face, already messy with spaghetti. “Delicious,” Kerry said quietly. “Then why not have the whole thing,“ she said. The lady then grabbed the bowl and pushed it into Kerry’s face. She violently twisted the spaghetti in Kerry’s face. Kerry sputtered and gagged as the woman nailed her again. “And of course there is always the old favourites like shepherd’s pie,” the lady said. She produced a pan full of shepherd’s pie. She raised it over Kerry’s backside and pushed it straight between Kerry’s enormous, sexy butt cheeks. Mashed potato, gravy, meat and onion crashed into her bottom and down the backs of her legs.

“Finally, true to our name, Iceland also sells large bags of ice for parties. “ The woman was handed a large bucket of ice water. She smiled at the camera and then threw the ice cold water at Kerry. The water hit her and she jumped. It was ice cold and filled with hundreds of ice cubes. It was more ice than water. Kerry wiggled and squirmed. The ice fell all over he body, onto her breasts, ass, vagina and legs. She shrieked at how cold it was.

“So everyone, Iceland is store for all us common mums. We deserve to win one for a change. Today we got our own back on Kerry here. A dirty and dishevelled Kerry was told to stand up beside her replacement. They then were told to say the slogan together. “That’s why, working class mums go to Iceland,” they said together, Kerry in s decidedly less enthusiastic tone.