Mayim Bialik fake mess 2

 Mayim Bialik fake mess 2

Samara Weaving mistaken identity

 

Samara Weaving mistaken identity

Samara Weaving looked a lot like Margot Robbie. They could easily be mistaken for one another. She had now become famous in her own right. Margot, however, did not like the comparisons. She started to get annoyed that it was getting mentioned regularly that they looked a like. As luck would have it, they both ended up appearing on the same show. On the show, Margot argued that they looked nothing alike. The two were civil, but Margot became more and more annoyed as the conversation went on.

The host then got a brilliant idea. The two should be put up for a vote. Whoever, the audience at home felt was in the right would get to get revenge on their counterpart. They put out the vote to the public. Who did they feel was better? The winner would get the pleasure of messing the loser. Margot was wanting to win badly. Samara was hoping not to lose.

The results of the vote would be shown at the end of the show. The winner would then get to mess up the loser in grand fashion. Throughout the show, each of the ladies made their case. Samara said that it wasn’t her fault if she looked like Robbie. Margot said that was the only reason that she was famous at all.

Finally, the end of the show drew nearer. It was just about time to announce the winner. The two ladies were set up either side of the host. They both now looked nervous about the results. The host then was handed the results card. He began to read,” The winner, by the slimmest of margins is …..Margot Robbie.” “Yes,” she said, celebrating. She made muscles and clapped. Samara’s mouth fell open. She could not believe that they sided with Margot.

She was lead to a chair that resembled a dentist chair. She was sat down and then strapped in. Margot was going to get to dump disgusting mess all over her. She was wearing a red dress that looked like one she wore in her latest film. It looked like a red bridal gown.

It all started with a massive black forest cake. It was covered in cream, chocolate, cherries and cherry sauce. Margot lifted it and pumped her fist, egging the audience to cheer her on. Samara shook her head and pleaded with Margot to let her go. Margot shouted, “ I am going to love every minute of this. We will see how you look covered in mess.” She took the thick creamy cake and slammed it down onto Samara’s face. Her legs kicked up as her face had the cake smashed in it. Margot pushed it down as hard as she could, causing it plop and explode a little. Samara tried to catch her breath. Her face and blonde hair were covered in remnants of the cake including cream and cherry pie filling. Her face was covered in red and brown.

She then took a bucket that was filled with tuna salad and decided to serve it up for Miss Weaving. She lifted the pail over her body and began to pour. The tuna mixed with other stuff like corn and mayonnaise fell all over her body. The smell was atrocious. “It smells like you, you dirty bitch,” Margot quipped. She happily dispersed globs of tuna salad all over Samara’s body and face. It stuck and oozed everywhere.

Next she got out a few jars of pickled herring. She took her time, relishing every second of this. She then slowly dumped the foul smelling fish all over Samara. The brine from it soaked her dress. She had clumps of the herring all over her body after Margot was done.

She then took a wheelbarrow of manure. She lifted it up in the air and aimed the far end at Samara. The manure then slowly dumped out all over the blonde actress. Margot told her that she was getting exactly what she deserved and that she was a dirty whore. The manure fell out and landed all over Samara. Samara blew back her hair. She wriggled and struggled as she lay helpless to the mess that was befalling her.

When it was all over, Margot pumped up the chair making Samara sit upright as the mountains of mess fell all over her. She laughed and gloated. She was very happy with what she had accomplished. People would have to think of this evening whenever they thought of Samara Weaving in the future.

Progressive life jacket commercial fake mess

 Progressive life jacket commercial fake mess

Roxanne Perez Sludgement Day

 

Roxanne Perez Sludgement Day

Roxanne Perez was a member of Judgement Day. The group was dominant for a while, winning many championships. Unfortunately, things shifted and were no longer going their way. They all started blaming one another and turning on each other. Roxanne was probably the quietest member of the group. It was strange when her teammates turned on her.

It started in a backstage segment where they were all bickering. One of her teammates became frustrated with her. There just so happened to be a pie just laying around. Her teammate picked it up and pushed it into her face. She was frozen with shock. Her face was covered in thick creamy pie. She licked her lips.

Her second teammate then took another pie that just so happened to be laying around and drove it into her peachy backside. It landed with a thud against her firm cheeks. It oozed out all over her behind and down the backs of her legs as well. They then took the opportunity and nailed her with a third pie in the stomach as well as a second one in her face. She was soon dripping in pie.

They then took a large bowl of chocolate pudding and dumped it squarely over Roxanne’s head. The soft, sexy, brown mess flowed down over her dark hair, down her face and over her body. She could not do anything to deflect the pudding as it covered her.

They then followed up with custard. They did the same with the custard, dumping it all over their teammate. The sloppy mess poured all over her. She was mortified and shocked at what was transpiring.

Finally, they took cans of whipped cream and shook them up. They began spraying whipped cream all over Roxanne Perez. It was very soft and collapsed all over her,

Funnily enough, Roxanne was still a recognised member of the group even after the messing. The others just went along like nothing had happened. Roxanne vowed that one day she would get some measure of revenge for the humiliation that she had endured.

Natalie Portman fake mess 4 and 5

 Natalie Portman fake mess 4 and 5

Liv Morgan fake mess 5

 Liv Morgan fake mess 5

Blake Monroe the WAMer

 

Blake Monroe the WAMer

Blake Monroe was a very attractive wrestler in NXT. She had fierce rivalries with other superstars. She was involved in one rivalry that got completely out of hand. The two wrestlers were constantly trying to one up each other. The other wrestler knew that Blake was fixated on her appearance. She was known as the Glamour. Her opponent quipped that before the evening was through, she would be known as the WAMer.

Blake marched to the ring, but it was a trap. She was ambushed by three of her opponent’s friends. They attacked her from behind and beat her down. In the meantime, her opponent was busy getting several buckets and containers ready to go for Blake.

She started with a large pie. She laughed as the others held Blake up. She then pushed the pie directly into her face as hard as she possibly could. She twisted it around and around, covering Blake’s face in creamy pie. It got all over her face and coated her long blonde hair. She was aghast, to say the least.

The opponent then took a bucket that was filled with pink gunge and raised it in the air. Blake tried to kick and squirm her way out, but she was not able to get away. Her opponent started to tip the bucket out over her. The gunge poured down her face and body. It was thick and very sloppy. It poured onto her shoulders, stomach and down onto her legs. She was soon dripping in sloppy pink mess. “Oh that is so nice. You love pink. I think it’s your favourite color,” her rival shouted mockingly.

She was continually being mocked by her opponent. The opponent then took another bucket and hoisted it up. This one contained baked beans. She lifted it up over Blake and then began to pour. The beans began to ooze out all over Blake. They were disgusting. Much more disgusting than the gunge that had gone on before. The beans poured down over her face and hair and then down her body.

She could do nothing but moan and pout as her rival celebrated all around her. She just cowered in the corner, covered in thick, disgusting mess.