Melanie Sykes gets her wish

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Melanie Sykes gets her wish

Melanie Sykes once made the comment to Noel Edmonds that she had always wanted to be gunged. It was a bit of a strange thing to say at the time in that, she believed that she truly meant it, but she did not think that it would or could actually happen, so she never really believed that she would have to back up the words that she had said. Unfortunately for Mel, her co host on Radio 2, Alan Carr had gotten wind of the statement that Mel had made. Of course, Allan could not resist the opportunity to gunge Mel. The way he sawit, he would be doing her a favour. She had asked for this. Plus, he wanted to get her messy anyway. Mel was actually a huge wam fan. She loved watching messy shows and seeing other people gunged. She, honestly, did want it to happen to her. It looked like loads of fun. To be honest, she had almost forgotten that she had ever made the statement at all.

Allan had a great time setting the whole thing up. He worked with Mel for long hours. She could get a bit annoying at times and he really wanted to do this to her. He began to drop little hints into the show that a gunging was coming. Mel began to get suspicious, but she never fully clocked what was about to happen to her. He planned for the whole thing to happen on Mel’s birthday. It would be a kind of pseudo birthday present from him. Everyone knew it when Mel’s birthday was coming up, so everyone who worked on the show helped to set the whole thing up.



The big day finally arrived. Mel knew that everyone knew it was her birthday. She wondered when they would say something or do something. Allan and the crew intentionally did not mention Mel’s birthday first thing. They wanted to make her sweat it out a little bit. They waited until the time was right and then Allan started in. “Well, every body, today is a very special day isn’t it, Mel. Today is someone’s birthday. Someone very special,” he said. “Ok, it’s mine today,” she said. “A very happy birthday indeed, Mel.” The crew gave a cheer. “You didn’t think that we would forget did you? Well, I have to let you in on a little secret. I have a very special surprise gift for you, but we will reveal it later in the show. I think that you are going to just love it.” Mel smiled and thanked him. The show went on until it was finally time for the present. A birthday cake was brought out and everyone sang happy birthday to Mel.



The present was wheeled in. It looked gigantic and was wrapped in pink and yellow wrapping paper with a gigantic bow on it. It also had a gigantic card that read: From: Allan To: Mel. “Wow,” Mel said,” It is massive. Thanks Allan. I wonder what it could be.” “Well you better go over and get it open, have a look see,” he said. Mel walked over to the giant gift. The crew counted down from three. “3...2...1” Melanie ripped the wrapping paper open and pulled it down. What lie under the wrapping paper was a gigantic gunge tank. Mel looked at it puzzled for a moment, then she realized what it was and what was happening. She patted the hair on the side of her head and said,” A gunge tank, you shouldn’t have,” in a pretend posh voice. She then started laughing. “Actually, not people know this, but I have always wanted to be gunged. Call me weird, but I have always thought that it would be really fun and I never had a chance before. Now it’s finally going to happen. Allan, you have made a dream come true for me. This is the best birthday ever!,” she shouted. “It is the gift that keeps on giving. I must be honest, Mel, it wasn’t totally unselfish. Frankly, I wanted to see you get gunged to,” he exclaimed. “Well who wouldn’t!,” she joked,” I bet there are hundreds of people out there listening right now who have thought, at one time or another, I wonder what she would look like covered in gunge. People, you don’t want to admit it, but it is true. You watch people on tv and you are dying to see them getting gunged. I am just brave enough to admit it.”

Mel wore a yellow and black floral dress. It was very hot outside and in the studio. Her dress was very short. She was hoping that the gunge that was waiting for her would cool her down a bit. “Ok, then,” she said,” I am ready when you are.” Allan opened the door and motioned for Mel to take her seat inside the gunge tank. She walked in. She had a look and then lowered herself into the seat. She crossed her legs and adjusted her skirt. Allan shut the plastic door behind her. “Now this is extra special, birthday gunge, I am told,” Allan said. “Lovely,” Mel said,” Bring it on.” Mel readied herself. It was finally the moment that she had been dreaming about for years. She did not tell anyone, but it was a recurrent subject of her intimate fantasy life as well. The thought of that messy gunge pouring all over her body was something that she had often thought about when she was by herself.

Allan lead the crew in counting down. Mel actually counted with them. Allan went over to the lever. He told everyone that he was dying to be the one to do this. He said that he had waited for this moment for a long time. Mel and everyone else counted down. She put three fingers up and counted three, then two and then one. Allan gave a funny look and a waive and then pulled down on the lever. Mel did not brace herself at all. She laughed and squealed as the gunge started to pour down onto her face. The first bit of gunge was bright blue, almost sparkly. It dumped straight down onto Mel’s face. In came in drips down the front of her face at first, then down the side. Then down her shoulders. It poured in criss crossing line, until a major outpouring poured down. Mel decided to look up as it poured onto her face. She rubbed her hands over her face, as if she was in the shower. The gunge changed to orange. As more poured down on her shoulders and arms. Mel was clearly loving it. She massaged her bare arms in the orange gunge. Gunge now poured onto her dress and onto her legs. The gunge now changed to bright pink. She now placed both arms in front of her and shook her head as if she was trying to hug the gunge. Mel might have been the first person in history who actually tried to move her head so that she would get gunged more rather than less. She was loving the cool, soft, engulfing feeling of the gunge as it covered her. Her dress was slathered and collapsing under the weight of the gunge.



The gunge kept changing colours and at one point was a rainbow. White, green, orange and yellow gunge simultaneously poured onto Mel. All distinct, yet all mixing together as the gunge covered her. Then glitter, foam and confetti poured onto Mel. As she looked up it fell right smack bang into her face. She threw her head forward with s gasp. The substances stuck to the gunge that already covered Mel from head to toe. She could feel the gunge rising in the tank as well. She could feel her expensive high heeled shoes get covered. She was now ankle deep in it. The tall, thin, gazelle like Mel was streaked from head to toe in rainbows of gunge. Her thin body was covered in various colours of the thick mess as it trickled down her skin. The feeling of what was happening to her did not disappoint her at all. Mel enjoyed herself wallowing in the birthday gunge.

Next was more gunge. Pink and blue fell onto Mel on various sides of the tank. It fell on her dousing her body in the two colours. Mel raised her arms in the air and let herself be immersed in the mess. Of course Allan was loving every second of this. He was almost doubled over in laughter pointing at her. She did not really care. She was all smiles, she was finding the whole thing quite enjoyable. She then bent down and took handfuls of the gunge. She plopped the gunge on her arms and legs, spreading the gunge over her own body, making herself even more messy. She then took another handful and plopped it down onto her cleavage. She felt that the slimy mess was incredibly sensual. “Enjoying yourself there, Mel,” Allan remarked. “Oh one last thing,” he said.

“I just thought maybe you would like to have your cake and eat it too,” he joked. He grabbed her birthday cake, which was a gigantic sheet cake and brought it over to the tank. He flung the door open. Mel pointed at him and smiled. Allan lifted the cake so it was almost on its side and then pushed it straight over onto Mel. The cake hit her from her head to her knees. He pushed it down onto her. The whole cake fell apart when it hit Mel’s body. The icing and the cake were everywhere. A candle stuck to Mel’s head. Her face was plastered with icing. She took handfuls of the cake and tossed them everywhere. Allan screamed and got out of her way. She laughed and laughed. She put her cake covered hands in front of her opened her mouth with the biggest smile ever. Mel sat there covered in cake and gunge. She then motioned for the microphone.



“Thank you so much for my birthday present. I loved it. That was one of the best experiences of my life. Everybody should try that at least once. It is a feeling like no other. I want to go back and do it again now. What can I say, I love gunge,” Mel shouted.

Mel made sure that lots of photos were taken and posted them all over the internet. She really had loved it on so many levels. She loved it and she really didn’t care who knew it.