Samia Ghadie public’s choice

I usually don't do second stories on people, but this one was requested, plus she is like the hottest woman ever so I could not resist. I hope you enjoy.

Samia Ghadie public’s choice

Coronation Street held a special vote for comic relief. Fans of the show would get the chance to vote for which cast member they would like to see get messed. Most people assumed that it would be rigged to be one of the guys, or it would be a villain or possibly Michelle Keegan as she seemed to awards for her attractiveness each and every year. Samia Ghadie never dreamed that it would be her. She was a bit anxious, because she knew it could have been anyone, but never seriously believed that she was in serious jeopardy of facing the mess. She actually was seriously looking forward to seeing one of her cast mates getting gunged, especially if it was one of the more attractive guys. She was quite attracted by that idea. She even cast a few votes herself. When she got dressed that day, she never believed that she would be the one on the receiving end or that the clothes that she was putting on may end up covered in mess. She put on a patterned button down shirt that was burgundy, a grey skirt with brown leather boots and a necklace.

The vote went on for a week and anyone could call in and donate, voting for whom they wished. All cast members were eligible. There was at least two dozen actors and actresses nominated as regular cast members. Samia figured that those were pretty good odds. Even if she got a lot of votes, there was no way she could possibly get the most. She thought that it was very unlikely. The whole cast were gathered around on the cobbles of the street. A special seat and buckets were set up. All through the show, the gunging was teased. Someone was going in but who. It was a genuine vote this time. It was not rigged in anyway, so everyone had a legitimate chance of being the one chosen.

Finally, the time arrived too announce the winner of the vote. The show was being hosted by a semi-amusing, slightly cheesy comedian. He was the one who would be reading the results. “Ok,” he said,” It is time to announce who will be the one experience mess on the street. All week the viewers have been voting and donating. We have raised one million pounds for charity as a result. Well done to you all. Now it is time for your reward. You have been voting for which star of the street you would like to see take the mess. Now it is time to find out who you chose. I can reveal the winner and the person who will be facing the mess is..,” He paused. Shots were shown of some of the faces of the cast members. Some looking very worried and anxious. “Samia Ghadie.” The camera then zoomed in on her face. Her mouth fell open. She was in shock. She could not believe what she had heard. The rest of the cast were celebrating. Some offered her their condolences. It had not even sunk in yet what this really meant. She had not mentally prepared herself for this. 

She gave a grossed out look and put her face in her hands. She was blushing and perspiring now. The host came up to her. “So, Samia Ghadie, what do you think about that? Are you ready to get messy?,” he asked. “Um, in a word no,” she joked, “Do I have to?,” she asked. “Oh yes you do. Literally hundreds of people voted and want to see this happen.” “Um, thanks a lot, I think,” she joked. “Are you sure that’s right, surely people would rather see one of the guys gunged more than me, or even Michelle.” “Sorry Samia, you got the votes,” he replied, “ Think of the hundreds of people watching at home, including all your friends and family.”  “Yeah there are going to be people out there who are going to love this, including quite a few people here with us today,” she said, referring to her cast mates. “This is going to be the most embarrassing moment of my life,” she said. “Yeah, probably,” he responded sarcastically.

“It’s time to come and take your seat on the stool of doom,” he said. Samia reluctantly followed him over to the special seat that had been created in the middle of Coronation street. It was a bit like a chair in a gunge booth and a bit like a throne. Samia looked at it, shook her head and then reluctantly sat down, crossing her legs. The chair was also fitted with arm clasps.  The host gently strapped her wrists to the chair, so that escape was impossible. Samia began to laugh,” Please no, don’t this,” she begged. “Everybody get your video recorders ready. You are not going to want to miss this,” the host said. Samia may have been the sexiest woman alive and she never looked better than she did at this moment. Her thick sexy layered brown hair, her smooth tanned skin, her clothes perfectly accentuating her body and shape. The embarrassed smile on her face. The look on her eyes. Every part of her oozed sex appeal and she did not even know it. She had no idea that there were people out there who thought of her as one of the sexiest women alive. She was now about to get sloppy in front of the whole world.

She was about to get served with course after course of leftovers and her cast mates were going to be doing the serving. “Ladies and gentleman, Samia Ghadie is about to get slopped,” the host said. The cast cheered enthusiastically. Samia pretended to struggle, but knew it was a lost cause. She was facing public humiliation in front of the entire world. She knew how embarrassing this could get for her and she knew that everyone that she knew would be watching this at home.

“ Are you ready for this Samia?,” he asked. “Absolutely not,” she replied with a chuckle. She screwed up her face. “This is so embarrassing,” she squirmed under her breath. “I think we will start you off right with a full English breakfast. It will be served by the young man who plays David Platt. He is someone you have worked with for years. In the bucket you will find, bacon, eggs, sausages, tomatoes, mushrooms, bubble and squeak and baked beans. All leftover from the café. Served to you right.” Samia screwed up her face and laughed, “Oh my god, this is going to be so disgusting,” she said in her distinctive accent. “Everyone at home get ready, this what we all have tuned in to see.” 

The guy who played David was smirking. He had worked with Samia since he was a kid. Never in his wildest fantasies did he dare to dream that this would be happening. He looked down into the bucket of disgusting breakfast items all mixed together. They looked like they had been half eaten all mixed together, stinking of that leftover breakfast smell. Samia looked back and pointed at him. “Don’t you dare,” she joked, knowing that there was nothing that she could do. He shrugged his shoulders. He gave a smirk. “Sorry Samia,” he said. She clenched her teeth and gripped her armrests tightly. He raised the bucket over her beautiful head. Everyone craned their necks so they could get the best view of this as they possibly could. They all cheered as the bucket raised in the air. He then slowly tipped it over. For a second nothing happened. Samia looked up, as it did not fall when everyone expected it to. She thought for a moment that she may have gotten a reprieve. Unfortunately for her, the delay was only because the full English was so thick and sloppy that it was making its way out of the bucket. That being said, as soon as it began to fall, a massive blob of it fell down and landed on her face and the top of her hair. Her jaw dropped instantly. The impact, the feel and the smell of the leftover breakfasts engulfed the majority of her head in an instant was an experience like no other. Instantly, as well, the gathered cast erupted in a massive outpouring of laughter. No one could contain their laughter at the site of Samia Ghadie being covered in food. Her whole face was instantly slathered in eggs and beans. It rained down on her body, covering her front. Bits rolled down her neck, over and inside her shirt. Bits of bacon and sausage collected in her, lap, on her skirt and inside her clothes. She could soon feel it everywhere. Bits of beans, mushrooms and bacon were everywhere.  She could feel the food all over her body.  Her prefect brown layered hair was no also layered in other people’s breakfasts. She shook her head and wiped her eyes. She stuck her tongue out of the side of her mouth. She knew how ridiculous she must have looked. It was only the first bucket and she was already a total mess.

Next to come forward was the old lady who played Audrey on the show. They had worked together for ages and she had been something of a mother figure to Samia both on and off screen. She was probably the person who was going to enjoy this the most. The bucket that she had was themed as well. In it was the makings of a roast dinner. There was bits of roast chicken and beef, stuffing, mashed potato, broccoli, parsnips, peas, carrots, cabbage, roast potatoes and even bits of Yorkshire puddings, all mixed together with gravy, parsley sauce and mint sauce. “Next we have an entire roast dinner in a bucket, how convenient. Oh by the way, we are not wasting food, all of this food that we are using are leftovers and stuff that has gone off. It all would have been thrown out anyway. This is much better though. Don’t you agree?,” he teased. The lady who played Audrey then stepped forward. “Now, I bet you have been dying to do this,” the host asked her. “Oh god, yes. I have wanted to do this for years. Sorry deary. Sometimes us older ladies need to get revenge on the younger ones. She is like daughter to me. Who would not want the chance to do this to their daughter. I am going to enjoy every minute of this,” she said. Samia laughed. “Thanks a lot. I never knew that you were always dreaming of doing this to me. I guess everyone just imagines pouring leftovers over my head,” she joked. “You thoroughly deserve it young lady,” she joked.

She then approached with the bucket. She lifted it carefully because it was quite heavy. After all, there was about four or five roast dinners crammed into one bucket. The older lady lifted the bucket over the body of the sexy younger actress. She started at her boots and began pouring the meal in a bucket up Samia’s body. Her boots soon covered in gravy, she moved the bucket up her legs and then up her skirt and then her upper body. By this time vegetables and potatoes were falling over her in the mess. They fell and rolled on her body. The mess was then poured up her chest, onto her shoulders and then the final sloppiest globs were dumped over her head. The older woman took great pleasure in pouring the meaty mess all over the beautiful actress’s sexy body. Everything was covered in brown gravy and white parsley sauce. The remains were then poured over the top of her head. The thickest, grossest bits that had settled at the bottom of the bucket now poured over her face. Thick meat and veg rolled down her face, covered in thick brown gravy. Her face became a mask of roast dinner and gravy, It poured in layers for what seemed like ages over her face and her hair. Eventually, the bucket was empty and all that was left was the older woman laughing heartily as she stood back and admired her work. Samia glared at her and gave her a thumbs up, somewhat sarcastically. Bits of meat and broccoli falling from her nose. Samia was now covered in a brown mess from head to toe.

Next to come was the guy who played Marcus, one of her many love interests on the show. He was quite a funny person. His character was gay on the show but went out with Samia’s character anyway, only to go back with another guy. “Now, what you on screen love interest has for you is the contents of a chip shop, mushy peas, tartar sauce, bits of fish, ketchup, bits of chips all together in one lovely take away bucket. Except, it is not for takeaway, it is for pouring on your head,” he joked. “So what do you think of this,” he asked the actor. “Oh this is the best. The viewers definitely got this one right, I must say,” he said. “Oh shut up, you should be the one in here not me,” Samia joked. “ She really deserves this, believe you me. I am going to enjoy this more than I can say,” he said. He then walked over and got into position.

He began to pour the bucket of chip shop mess down the back of Samia’s neck. Chunks of fish and chips slathered in sauces poured down the back of her shirt. He then lifted it up and poured more down onto her head and then down over the front of her body. Layers of thick sloppy green mushy peas mixed with everything as it poured down over her. She could smell the greasy stench of the food that had been laying around for god knows how long. There even seemed to be some scrapple and jellied eel mixed in places just to top it off. The mess piled on her lap. She could feel it collecting between her legs, inside her skirt and inside her top. Her underwear was saturated and sloppy by now as well. All she did was shake her head as her face disappeared behind a wall of mushy peas and bits of fish. It all stuck to her hair and clothes. All over her body there were bits of food stuck. The actor then placed his hands into the bucket and pulled out a few handfuls of the thickest mess and then threw them at her. She squirmed in her seat and tried to deflect it as much as she could, lifting her leg. Finally, he placed the bucket over her head, mocking her. It was there for a moment and then was removed. There was even more to come. The top of her head was dripping in tartar sauce.

The next person who’s turn it was to dump mess onto Samia was the guy who played Todd. The guy, whom her television boyfriend had left her for. Of course that was only a storyline on the show. The two had known one another for years as well. “Next we have a bucket from the deli. In it we have, coleslaw, tuna salad, devilled ham, egg salad, potato salad and pasta salad. Oh yeah, it is going to get sloppy.” Samia grimaced and made a funny face as the actor approached. This was as gross as it got. Just the aroma alone made Samia heave. This stuff was putrid. It must have been off by at least a week as well and it was about to be all over her body. “Oh my god, that stinks,” she exclaimed. “It’s going to be all over you,” the actor said in a funny voice. She held her breath, puffing out her cheeks.

Here is came. The salads toppled from the bucket in masses and fell onto her face. She gagged a bit as the stinky rubbish was now pouring all over her face. She wiggled her head around as it was all over her nose and mouth. Try as she might, it proved impossible to avoid the taste and smell of the spoiled deli items that now poured onto her head. The salads were beyond sloppy as well. The smell of expired salad, tuna, egg and coleslaw was beyond disgusting. Bits of all the different salads stuck all over her face and body as well. Different sections of her face and head were covered in various bits of the mess. Bits of salad were plastered to her face and neck. She tried moving her head slightly, lowering her chin, etc. to try and make some of the mess fall. Some of it fell off, but some was caked on and stuck to her face. Some of the cast actually backed away because of the smell of it. Some covered their noses and mouths.

Finally it was Kym Marsh’s turn to lay waste to her co-star. The two were close friends on and off screen. Samia never believed that she would take part, but here they were. “Not you too,” she joked. “Sorry, babe I just can’t resist. It is just too much fun. No hard feelings though.” “Yeah, we’ll see about that,” Samia said, jokingly. She could have no hard feelings against anyone. Everyone was taking part and enjoying watching her be humiliated. Everyone seemed to think that this was the best thing ever. Her friends were loving it the most.

Kym was given her bucket now. “Now, what we have in our final bucket is the full leftovers from an Italian restaurant,” the host said,” We have spaghetti, lasagne, salad, pasta carbanara, ravioli, caneloni and various other types of pasta in all shapes and sizes. Filled with spaghetti sauce as well as metballs. It is time for Samia Ghadie to go Italian.” “Oh you love Italian, babe,” Kym said. Samia glared at her. “I can’t believe this,” she muttered to herself. “Not on me,” she shouted. She shook her head and laughed. Kym carried the bucket over. She smiled widely and winked.

She tipped the massive bucket over her friends head. As she did this, tons of ricotta, mozzarella, beef, sauce and pasta made its way out of the bucket. A fraction of a second later, it hit Samia’s face full on. Her head lurched forward. She stuck her tongue out, gagging a bit. Everything was covered in sloppy spaghetti sauce. In an instant, Samia’s face was cover in Italian food. Noodles and other pasta dropped down over her head. Again, the smell of it was very strong. The leftover Italian food poured and poured over her head and body. Kym moved the bucket back and forth over Samia’s body. It poured over her front and all over her knees and boots.  Large bits of pasta dumped over her. The front of her face was now splattered in soft ricotta cheese.  Now giant amounts of long spaghetti poured onto Samia. It draped over her. It dangled from all over her. She now experienced rigatoni, ziti and spiral pasta falling all over her. Kym turned the bucket over fully. She then used her hand and smashed the bottom, dropping a huge bit of lasagne that lay on the bottom onto Samia’s head. She then took her hand and twisted it around on top of her friend’s head, smushing the lasagne against Samia’s head. She took a bow and laughed.

“So, you all voted and this what you wanted to see, Samia Ghadie is now messier than possibly anyone has ever been before. How as that for you Samia,” the host asked.  She looked at him and laughed. “For those of you wondering at home, this stuff is real and it is all over me. I hope everyone enjoyed it. I guess it was a laugh after all,” she said. “Well, everyone let’s hear it for her. She certainly wears it well.” The camera recorded for posterity shots of one of the hottest women on the planet covered in mounds of sloppy food. Her hands were then released. She ran her hands over her face, arms and legs, pushing off some of the collected mess that covered her. She stood up and let some of the mess all off of her body. “I’m definitely going to need a shower,” she said as she reached into her shirt and pulled a handful of lasagne from her arm pit. She gave a muted smile and waived to the camera. None of her cast mates really offered to lend her a hand at this point. She was far too trashed.