Olivia Murphy in Bath
Olivia Murphy had been a player in Netball Superleague. She
then went on to be a coach, namely for Loughborough Lighting. She no longer was
the head coach of a team, but was an assistant coach. She was now coaching for
someone would had been a rival to her in the past. There was a bit of teasing
that would routinely take place because Olivia had not had the most success as
a coach and now was on the staff for someone else. Her team had lost a lot, but
that had been because they had been outmatched by more talented rosters. It had
little to nothing to do with Olivia’s performance as the coach. The coaches
that she was now working with enjoyed teasing her about how she was a loser as
a coach. This embarrassed her quite a bit. When they saw that they were embarrassing
her, they teased her even more. They found that embarrassing her was quite
amusing and began seeking out other means of doing this. They started making
fun of her in front of the team.
They decided that it would be very enjoyable to have the
players vote for which coach should get messy as part of the end of the year
festivities. The players were strongly encouraged to vote for Olivia. They didn’t
need much influencing though as embarrassing Olivia became a part of their
collective culture. When Olivia heard about it, she tried to get them to call
it off. She knew that she would be the person to receive the humiliation. She knew
that she was really in for it.
In the days leading up to the event, the players and coaches
would drop in mentions of it to Olivia. They would mention all of the
disgusting slop that they were gathering in order to use on the unlucky coach.
They would mention how much they were looking forward to seeing one of the
coaches get covered in disgusting mess. The team was Team Bath. One of the
coaches was going to be getting sloppy, messy bath. Someone managed to get an
old bath tub that they were going to use for the messing. Everyone enjoyed
seeing her squirm. They would be seeing a lot of that when the big day arrived.
Olivia was very nervous when the day arrived. She had tried
to mentally prepare herself for the abject embarrassment that she was going to
be suffering that day. The time finally arrived after their last game. The team
captain got up on the microphone and gave a little speech. She thanked the
coaches for the great job that they had done throughout the season. Some of the
other players came forward carrying flowers for all of the coaches. “We really
do appreciate everything that you have done for us, but there is another thing
that we also appreciate. The girls all had a vote, as you may be aware of. As
team bath, we have a special bath set up for one of our coaches. One of the
coaches is going to go in the tub and have a messy bath. We all voted for the
coach that we would most like to see get covered in the mess in the tub. The
coach that received the most votes. It was unanimous as well, is Olivia Murphy.
Or horse face as we affectionately call her. Come on Olivia, it’s going to be
you.” The players and other coaches all chanted horse face at her.
She was lead over, or more accurately, dragged over to the
tub and pushed down into place. She sat in the tub. She scrunched up her body,
cradling her legs. She closed her eyes. She tried to block out everything that
was happening as the players and coaches cheered for her to be given the messy
bath. “It’s time to fill that tub,” the captain said. Before Olivia knew what
was happening, they began to dump baked beans all over her.
She closed her eyes as a bucket of baked beans was dumped
over her head. In an instant, sloppy, beans poured straight over her head. The
beans poured over her head. They poured over her face and then over her body,
soaking her legs and sticking all over her body. The orange tinged red sauce saturated
everything that she was wearing. Everyone cheered and chanted, laughing at the embarrassment
that was being dished out to the coach.
They then took another jug, this time filled with leftover
spaghetti. The player dumping it smiled, posed and danced a bit as she started
dumping the spaghetti all over Olivia Murphy. Thick, sloppy spaghetti dangled
from her head. Thick spaghetti sauce stuck to the top of her head. Spaghetti
began to pile up in the bottom of the tub. It pooled and gathered around her
legs and her behind.
They then took jugs of mushy peas and gravy and began to
dump those over Olivia’s head. She swung her head back as she was soaked in the
sloppy gravy. Mushy peas stuck to her head and face. They then poured gravy
down the back of her shirt. She could smell the stench of revolting mushy peas
all over her. The gravy and mushy peas piled in the tub around her.
Next to come was spaghetti hoops and tuna salad in separate jugs.
Olivia gagged a bit at the smell of rancid tuna. Spaghetti o’s stuck all over
her face and on her body. She was bathed in them. Lumps of tuna, spiral pasta,
sweetcorn and mayonnaise stuck all over her face and hair. The head coach
laughed as she smushed the tuna salad around all over Olivia’s face.
It was then time for the grand finale. They had a special
trash can made up that they filled with masses of leftovers from a local café.
Included were the remains of many roast dinners, soup, and many, many English
breakfasts. There was egg, bacon, discarded toast, soggy chips, bits of sausages
and even bubble and squeak. There was ketchup and gravy mixed throughout as
well as brown sauce. It was all ready to trash her with.
Olivia gripped her legs as they lifted the enormous can over
her. As they began to tip it over her, she got a whiff of the stench of the
rotten and spoiled food within. They had been collecting the food for many
days. As she looked up, the deluge began. Piles of sloppy food rained down upon
her. They moved the can backwards and forwards, distributing the sloppy mess
evenly all over her body, filling the tub. The tub was huge. She was up to her
neck in sloppy food. They then pushed the trash can over onto her head. They
all cheered.
They all then left, leaving her alone sat in the bath tub
covered in revolting messy food. It was going to be impossible for her to live
this down in the locker room.
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