Foxes rock the flush
Foxes is an up and coming singer. She is just starting out and is beginning to get popular. At the moment she is willing to take any exposure that is afforded to her. She appeared on a show called Rock the Look with Miquita Oliver. She wore a bright pink top that was tied off at the waist and a very short pair of bright blue shorts. Her clothes were hideous, but at least they showed off a lot of skin.
The interview went on as planned, as most interviews usually did, with a sort of fashion slant to the proceedings. At the end of the interview, Foxes was presented with something that she had not bargained for. Miquita explained that there was a special new feature on the show this week. She stated that her show had a new tie in with another show, that one being, none other than, Let Her Have it. Foxes eyes widened. She looked down and rolled her eyes. “Have you heard of the show Foxes?,” Miquita asked. “Uh yeah I have,” she replied. “Well, good, you won’t be too shocked then,” Miquita said in her trademark sarcastic way.
“We just thought that you might like to sit on a very special seat. A throne as it were,” she said. “Oh god,” Foxes said. “I don’t know, it is a little something called the giant flush. I don’t know, could be interesting,” she said sarcastically. Foxes just rolled her eyes. “Yes, Foxes, just for you. The finest of porcelain. The very best toilet roll that money can buy. The perfect seat for you, the giant flush.” A curtain was pulled and the giant flush was revealed. Miquita took Foxes’ hand and lead the reluctant young singer to the device. “It looks so comfy. Just for you. You deserve it, a seat fit for a queen.” Miquita motioned with her hand and the scantily clad singer reluctantly sat her behind down on the small toilet of the giant flush. Her bare legs stretched in front of her.
“Well Foxes, I hope that nothing you have on is designer or vintage, because it is liable to get pretty dirty very soon,” she teased. “No, I am ok. I should be fine,” the still shocked singer stated. Miquita smiled. “Foxes, our friends at Let her have it want you to have a full flush experience. Isn’t it nice and comfortable on that throne? It comes complete with a toilet brush, lots of toilet roll, everything that you may need. I have to say that you have taken to that so well. You look lovely sat on there.” “Um, thank you very much,” Foxes said dryly.
“Well, I think that everyone in here is eagerly awaiting one thing and that is for that big toilet to be flushed. A courtesy flush is definitely in order I think,” Miquita said. “Foxes, are you read to get flushed?,” she asked. Foxes looked up and then down at her legs. “ As ready as I will ever be,” she said in a half joking, half annoyed voice. What everyone didn’t know is that she had, of course been informed about everything before the show and had agreed. Miquita and her were just acting. Although, getting a giant toilet flushed on her head was not exactly something that she was particularly looking forward to.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Foxes as you have never seen her before. It is definitely time for a flush. Here we go,” Miquita said. Foxes lowered her head. Miquita put her hand on the giant flusher and pushed it downwards. With that the studio was filled with the sounds of a toilet flushing. It was followed by the noises of someone going to the toilet. It was female. There were the sounds of farting etc. Foxes looked up. Next came another sound of a toilet flushing. Foxes’ hands gripped the sides of the toilet bowl. Her bare legs were wrapped around the toilet.
As she looked up, a wave of thick, lumpy brown gunge exploded out of the giant toilet bowl that lay above her head. It splattered everywhere onto her from above. The first wave hit her on the face. She quickly closed her eyes and shut her mouth as the brown gunge poured onto her face. Her head face forward and it poured down onto her dark brown hair and down her shoulders. Lumps of it rolled down her face and stuck to her nose and chin. More poured down her front, overwhelming her small pink top. It was little protection from the thick brown gunge. Before long her shirt was soaked in the brown gunge, leaving stains that may never be able to be removed as it went. The pockets on her shirt were filled with gunge. The gunge flowed inside and outside of her shirt. The shirt was proven to be no match for the gunge whatsoever. It almost disintegrated underneath the shear thickness of the brown muck that covered it.
Foxes’ thighs and hideous blue shorts were also slowly being covered with brown mess. It splashed everywhere, all over the toilet that she sat on and onto the floor. Her pure white, brand new trainers were now permanently stained brown. Thick brown gunge covered her knees and oozed down her calves. She opened her legs a little bit to let some of the gunge fall between them. She then pushed them back together. Her shorts were piled with the plopping brown mess. The gunge poured between her legs. Foxes was showered in the brown mess. She was quite a thin small person so the gunge had no trouble at all covering her almost completely. Her head spun. Her thoughts raced. She could do nothing but sit where she was. There was too much of the gunge to even attempt to remove any of it or to resist its power in anyway.
When it finally stopped pouring, Foxes was almost unrecognisable beneath the mountain of gunge that had enveloped her. “Look on the bright side,” Miquita joked,” It matches your hair.” Foxes put her hand on her hip and looked at her. She stood up and turned around, wiping some of the gunge off of her shorts and thighs. “Um, I don’t think that stain is going to come out,” Miquita joked. “Don’t laugh, next time you will be sat there,” Foxes said. “Who’s laughing, I think you look fabulous,” Miquita said. “This is so embarrassing. Style indeed, I am covered in this stuff. My friends in the industry better not see this.”
Miquita looked at her and then quickly changed the subject. “Thanks to all of our friends at Let her have it. Maybe we should make this a regular things. See you next time on Rock the look. In the meantime, Foxes I going to have a very long shower ahead of her. See you soon.”