Alexa Chung: Everybody Mess Chung Tonight
Alexa Chung had watched a lot of other presenters get gunged and pied in her life. Somehow she never thought that it was ever going to happen to her. She had enjoyed seeing it happen to other people. She did not know how she would deal with the embarrassment of something like that if it ever was to happen to her. She did enjoy seeing it happen to men, however. She had always found that very amusing. Unfortunately for Alexa her luck was about to run out. She believed that because she was on what she considered the cooler end of the television spectrum that it was something that would never happen to her. Unbeknownst to her, she was about to face untold embarrassment.
It all happened around the time when Alexa shot her last show for E4. She was going to be going to America to work for awhile. She was about to have something happen to her that she would not want anyone in America to ever see. It was going to be a day that she was going to wish that she could forget ever happened. The whole thing was arranged by her co-workers at E4. It was going to be a sort of going away present for Alexa from everyone at E4. Only they were going to be the ones that enjoying the gift, more than Alexa would. Alexa was going to be hosting E4 with her friend Miquita Oliver. Alexa had been involved in getting Miquita messy several months earlier. The big surprise was going to be that the guest on the show was going to be Mr. G.. When Alexa came into work and read that he would be the guest, she had mixed feelings. She really liked him in a lot of ways, but she knew that if he was on the show that it would probably mean someone was going to be getting dirty. Miquita had already been messed in epic fashion. Also, Alexa was soon to be leaving the channel. She guessed, at that point, that it was going to be a messy afternoon for her. Goosebumps ran up and down her body. She guessed that she was going to be facing embarrassment in some form on this afternoon. Alexa got herself ready, nonetheless. She wore a pair of very short, black hotpants and a white shirt. She looked pretty amazing. She was already getting the chills and sweating, thinking about what might lay ahead for her.
When she walked onto the soundstage she was greeted by a round of applause. She smiled and made her way over to the couch. The way that everyone was looking at her with a smirk just reconfirmed what she had been expecting. “We’ve got big plans for today, Chung,” Miquita told her. “I can only imagine,” Alexa laughed. During the first lead in Miquita read out what was going to be happening on the show. At the end she read,” And later, Mr. G. will be making a special visit to our studios. He is coming to see Miss Chung here especially. We asked him to come and make a special visit just to see you Chung,” she said. “I am honoured,” Alexa said with a laugh. “You are not going to want to miss that,” Miquita added. Alexa was nervous, but she wasn’t mortified. She couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen. The waiting was agony for her. The anticipation grew exponentially as the show went on. Miquita was going to love it as well. She had gotten to mess her friend Lily Allen up and made fantastic work of it. She had then been messed with the help of Alexa. She was now going to get the chance to get her own back on Alexa now. This was going to be very enjoyable for her.
The show went on and little was mentioned about what would be happening at the end of the show. Finally it came time for what everyone had been waiting for. Miquita and Alexa were sitting on the E4 couches as they always did. Miquita started in,” Everyone, we want to introduce a very special guest who so very kindly agreed to be here with us today. We are so happy to have him here. Can everyone join us in welcoming, the one and only, Mr. G. to the studio,” she said. Everyone cheered as he entered the studio and sat down on the couches, closest to Alexa. Everyone shook hands. “So, welcome, it is so good to see you. It is great to have you here,” Miquita said. “It is great to be here. I am always happy to come.” “Now usually, people like us come and appear on your show, Let Her Have it, but today you have, so kindly, come to us. We trust that you have brought all of the mess and fun with you today.” “Oh, of course, I always bring mess with me everywhere I go, just in case. I mean, you never know.” “For those who have not seen the show, it always ends up in someone getting covered in disgusting mess,” Miquita said. “Yeah, I remember it happening to one person in particular,” Alexa said,” Do we have a clip of that?” A clip was played of Miquita getting messy. “That was great,” Alexa said, “One of my favourite episodes, I think,” she joked. Alexa had covered Miquita in strawberry milkshake and leftover spaghetti. “yeah, well, if you remember, I didn’t really mind it that much did I?,” Miquita interjected. “Anyway, Mr. G. is here today to see one special person, our friend Alexa here,” Miquita said. “Oh I am honoured,” she replied. “You see, Alexa is leaving soon and we thought that we would send her off with a very special present.” “I had a funny feeling that this might be what was going to happen,” Alexa laughed. “Yes, we have quite a bit of mess prepared for Miss Chung here,” Mr. G. said, “It looks like Miquita is going to get some revenge as well. I know that there are a lot of people out there who are going to enjoy seeing this happen a great deal. So Miss Chung, how are you feeling? Do you have anything to say?” “Yeah, I think you should get gunged instead of me. I think you would look great covered in gunge. I have always imagined what it would be like to get you messy,” she joked. “Well, Miss Chung, maybe one day that will happen, but it is your day today,” he said. “Damn, it was worth a try,” she laughed. “I know that my body is going to be totally trashed in disgusting mess in a few minutes. I am a bit nervous actually, be gentle with me Mr. G.” “Don’t worry, it will be just fine.”
“Before we start,” Miquita said,” I think Chung here, mentioned earlier that she is desperate for the toilet. Should we let her use the toilet first?” “What do you mean, I don’t need the toilet,” Alexa said. “Ah, you do. You know you do. And I think we have a special toilet prepared just for you. Just have a look.” Miquita directed Alexa’s attention to the back of the stage. Some curtains opened. When they opened, the giant flush was revealed for all to see. The enormous toilet from Let Her Have It had somehow been transported to the E4 studios. Alexa pointed and laughed. She was turning bright red. She covered her face with her hands. “She is desperate to use the bathroom really. She is just shy,” Miquita said. Alexa shook her head and laughed. “Time to make that walk of shame and take a seat on the throne Chung,” Alexa said. Alexa stood up with Mr. G. She took his hand and they began to make the long walk to the giant flush. Just then some music blared into the studio. It was the famous song by Wang Chung, everybody have fun tonight. The sounds of the famous lyric,” Everybody Wang Chung tonight” echoed through the studio. This was obviously mocking Alexa. She started laughing. “I hate this song,” she screamed and laughed. She then asked,” Mr. G., you wouldn’t want to put your wang in my chung now would you?” “We can discuss that after the show,” he replied. They both busted out in laughter.
Alexa then came up to the small toilet that she was going to have to sit on. She looked down at the toilet and shivered. She then slowly lowered her bottom onto the toilet seat. Her bare legs stretched before her. She wrapped herself around the somewhat dirty toilet bowl. She then grabbed the toilet brush that sat beside it. “I think that this might come in very useful later on,” she joked.” Can you imagine what someone would think, if they just put the channel on. Alexa Chung sitting on a toilet on national television.” Her legs were totally bare, she could feel the cold porcelain against her sexy skin. The way she was sitting also gave a very nice view up her shorts as well. As she was quite a thin person, her bottom kept almost falling into the toilet bowl. The Wang hung song continued to play. Mr. G. then welcomed Miquita to come over to the giant flusher. “This is definitely what she needed,” Miquita said,” She has had one brewing all day.” Everyone laughed. Alexa made herself comfortable as she sat on the toilet. She laughed and looked upwards, knowing what was going to happen to her eventually. Miquita held her hand on the flusher, teasing about when she was going to pull it. “Everybody Wang Chung tonight,” Miquita said. Alexa closed her eyes and tried to put her hands to her face. She had goosebumps all over her body and was bright red with embarrassment. Miquita smiled as she pulled down the flusher. She flushed the giant toilet onto Alexa. When she pulled it a flushing sound was made that lasted several seconds. This was followed by loud farting noises. “She does this a lot,” Miquita joked. These were then followed by the sounds of pushing and then by the sounds that someone would have made if they were going to the toilet. Then a sound of water splashing and finally the sound of a toilet flushing. As the sound started, trickles of brown gunge began to drip down onto Alexa from above. Small amounts dripped down the front of her face and on her shirt and onto her legs. As lexa began to open her eyes, the brown gunge began to pour out of the large toilet seat above her, straight down onto her. She shrieked as her face was instantly engulfed in the thick brown mess. Her entire face was covered in it. She quickly took one hand and tried to clear part of her eyes. In the meantime the brown gunge was also pouring down onto her body. Loads poured directly down onto Alexa’s pale white legs. She could feel the touch of the cold wet gunge directly on her bare skin. She felt tinges of it between her legs. The brown gunge criss crossed across her bare white legs. Her thighs were covered in the brown mess. Her thighs dripped in it. It also poured onto her top, ruining the it completely. Her top was an inch thick in brown gunge. There also seemed to be irregular lumps in it. One couldn’t even begin to guess what these might be. As more poured over her, she was knocked back slightly by the force. This knocked her bottom into the toilet. She fell halfway in, her bottom half stuck in the toilet. Her legs sticking out of the toilet. The flow of the brown gunge seemed to last forever. Eventually it trickled to a stop. Miquita and Mr. G. stood and looked on. Miquita pointed and laughed. Alexa ran her hands through her gunge covered hair. It was short anyway, so did not stand much of a chance against the brown gunge. She took her fingers and cleared her eyes. Her eyes and teeth shown out as she laughed uncontrollably. The rest of her face was covered in brown muck. She took her also mucky hands and removed some of the gunge from the bottom of her shorts. She rubbed her gunge covered legs. She sat on the toilet dripping in brown gunge. It was a fantastic moment. For a minute the camera just lay on her taking shots of what she looked like. There was a close up shot of her laughing followed by a shot of her in total. Then the camera went to close up. Staring at her feet the camera slowly panned up her body, getting close ups of everything, ending up with a close up of her smiling face. She flicked some of the gunge away. “I’ve been flushed,” she laughed, “What can I say. Maybe I did need a trip to the toilet after all. I am certainly going to need a shower after this.” Miquita picked up a bit of toilet roll that was next to the toilet. “Looks like you might need some loo roll,” she quipped,” You look a little bit dirty. You could probably use a good wipe clean.”
Mr. G. reached out his hand and helped Alexa to her feet. She pushed her mess hand into his chest, smearing his shirt with mess. He pulled her up and escorted her over to the couches again. Her ordeal was not yet over, as she may have thought that it was. She walked with him back to the couches, leaving a trail of mess dripping behind her as she walked. She sat down on the white couch. Her messy body smushed down against the fabric, staining the white couch with the brown mess that had covered her body. She sat down and lightly crossed her legs. “Ok, what now?,” she said in a semi-resigned tone. “Well, we have a some lovely leftovers that we saved just for you. Well, for you to wear anyway,” Mr. G. said. “Ok,” Alexa said. She shrugged her shoulders and laughed. She was already covered in mess anyway.
“The first thing that we have to serve you is mashed potatoes and gravy.” Miquita had gone to the side of the stage to grab what she needed. She returned with a large pot full of lumpy mashed potatoes covered in brown gravy. She smirked as she walked over and sat down next to Alexa. She had with her an icecream scoop. She stuck it into the pot and pulled out a heaping helping of mashed potatoes and gravy. She then took the scoop and raised it, pushing it onto the top of Alexa’s head. She pressed down and then pushed the button, which released the mashed potatoes onto the top of Alexa’s head. She did this twice, leaving two rounded mounds of mashed potato and gravy planted on the top of Alexa’s head. Alexa licked her lips as gravy ran down her face. “Oh my god,” she said. Miquita then took another scoop of the mashed potatoes. She gently pulled open Alexa’s top and stuck the end of the scoop inside. She pushed the release button, dropping a mound of mash into Alexa’s shirt. It tumbled down her chest and settled in the tummy of her shirt. Miquita used her hand and pushed inwards, smushing the mash against Alexa’s tummy and bra. Another scoop of the starchy potatoes was then place onto Alexa’s shorts. It dripped with gravy. The potatoes were thick on top of her shorts, which only provided a thin barrier over Alexa’s skin that lay beneath. She did have a thong on underneath as well, but that provided very little barrier against the mess. Mr. G. then reached into the bucket with both of his hands, pulling out a mountain of mashed potato and gravy with them. He pushed his hands against Alexa’s bare legs. Alexa let out a moan as she felt the mash all over her naked legs. He then pushed his hands up and down the length of her legs, smearing them in the thick potato and gravy as he went. He massaged her pale white calves with the white and brown muck. She stretched her legs out and allowed this to happen. When finished, he then took two small balls of mashed potato and shoved them up the bottom of Alexa’s shorts. She winced as she felt the gloppy potato up her shorts, against her thong and butt cheeks. Alexa wiggled her legs around and stomped her feet. Miquita then took the last, and grossest bit of the potato that lay in the bottom of the pot in her hand. She raised it and pushed it straight into Alexa’s face. Alexa leaned back and squealed as Miquita’s hands pushed into her face. Miquita, relentlessly twisted the mash around into Alexa’s face. She took no mercy on Alexa as she rubbed her face in the mash. Alexa coughed and sputtered as she happened to get a mouthful in the process. Alexa never thought that she would ever have such an intimate knowledge of mashed potatoes as she now had gained.
By now, Miquita had picked up another container and brought it over. This container was emblazoned with the word “SPAM”. Miquita brought it over to Alexa and showed it to her “Oh my god, you are really going to pour spam on me,” she laughed. Miquita responded by saying,” Everybody spam Chung tonight.” The crew was by now chanting,” Spam, spam, spam.” ”It looks so disgusting,” Alexa said. The top of the container was removed, revealing a large, heaving slab of the disgusting, pork like substance. It was incredibly disgusting looking. It was covered in a slime that made it look as though it was sweating itself. Alexa Chung was about to get spammed. Miquita and Mr. G. both grabbed chunks of the disgusting meat like substance. Miquita took the first handful and, again, pushed it square into Alexa’s face. She twisted it around, enjoying what she was doing very much. It was incredibly pleasurable for her to literally rub Alexa’s face in the spam. Alexa gagged at the smell and the tastes of the revolting spam. She then took more spam. She opened up the back of Alexa’s hotpants and casually dropped the handful of meat straight down against her co host’s butt cheeks. She then let go of the shorts. She knew that Alexa was now having the odd sensation of having spam on her bottom. Mr. G. placed some spam onto Alexa’s lap and rubbed it around with his hands. He then spread her legs slightly. He placed a lump of spam between her thighs. He then pushed her legs together, pressing spam all over her legs. He then took more of the spam and placed them at the back of Alexa’s knees. She willingly flexed her legs, causing the spam to ooze everywhere, all over the backs of her legs and her knees. “I’m covered in spam,” Alexa shouted.
Miquita went and picked up another container from behind the stage. The container was gigantic. “Alexa loves salad,” Miquita said,” This container is filled with loads of salad. Oh..um.. It is a bit gone off, but all the better.” The container was filled with rotten lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, carrot, courgettes and beetroot. All slimy and rotten all covered in creamy ranch salad dressing. Miquita shook the whole thing up for Alexa. “She is going to love this,” Miquita joked. Alexa rolled her eyes. Miquita stood behind Alexa with the container. She waited for Alexa to look up and then tipped the container over. The rotted salad fell out of the container and landed on Alexa. The vegetables were almost black and stunk to high heaven. Bits of lettuce and other vegetables now stuck to Alexa’s face and all over her body. Everyone in the studio let out a cheer. Alexa was covered in bits of green, red and orange. The stinky salad stuck everywhere to the collected muck that already covered Alexa’s body from head to toe. Bits of carrot stick to Alexa’s nose. Her lips were stuck with bits of rotted lettuce leaves. She stood almost motionless looking straight ahead. She looked as if she had been tarred and feathered with green leaves, or hand fallen into some kind of mucky bush. She shook her head.
Mr. G. then sat by Alexa’s side. “So, Miss Chung, how was that for you?,” he asked. “It was heavenly,” she joked. “Just what I have always wanted. Sitting on a toilet on national television. Having spam in my shorts, I have always dreamed of it,” she laughed. “Well, you were definitely a good sport. Let’s hear it for her,” he said. The Wang Chung music started again as the segment ended. Alexa waived to the camera in a somewhat sheepish fashion and then removed some of the lettuce from legs. Miquita smiled and shrugged her shoulders as If to say,” That’s what she gets.”
Alexa Chung had watched a lot of other presenters get gunged and pied in her life. Somehow she never thought that it was ever going to happen to her. She had enjoyed seeing it happen to other people. She did not know how she would deal with the embarrassment of something like that if it ever was to happen to her. She did enjoy seeing it happen to men, however. She had always found that very amusing. Unfortunately for Alexa her luck was about to run out. She believed that because she was on what she considered the cooler end of the television spectrum that it was something that would never happen to her. Unbeknownst to her, she was about to face untold embarrassment.
It all happened around the time when Alexa shot her last show for E4. She was going to be going to America to work for awhile. She was about to have something happen to her that she would not want anyone in America to ever see. It was going to be a day that she was going to wish that she could forget ever happened. The whole thing was arranged by her co-workers at E4. It was going to be a sort of going away present for Alexa from everyone at E4. Only they were going to be the ones that enjoying the gift, more than Alexa would. Alexa was going to be hosting E4 with her friend Miquita Oliver. Alexa had been involved in getting Miquita messy several months earlier. The big surprise was going to be that the guest on the show was going to be Mr. G.. When Alexa came into work and read that he would be the guest, she had mixed feelings. She really liked him in a lot of ways, but she knew that if he was on the show that it would probably mean someone was going to be getting dirty. Miquita had already been messed in epic fashion. Also, Alexa was soon to be leaving the channel. She guessed, at that point, that it was going to be a messy afternoon for her. Goosebumps ran up and down her body. She guessed that she was going to be facing embarrassment in some form on this afternoon. Alexa got herself ready, nonetheless. She wore a pair of very short, black hotpants and a white shirt. She looked pretty amazing. She was already getting the chills and sweating, thinking about what might lay ahead for her.
When she walked onto the soundstage she was greeted by a round of applause. She smiled and made her way over to the couch. The way that everyone was looking at her with a smirk just reconfirmed what she had been expecting. “We’ve got big plans for today, Chung,” Miquita told her. “I can only imagine,” Alexa laughed. During the first lead in Miquita read out what was going to be happening on the show. At the end she read,” And later, Mr. G. will be making a special visit to our studios. He is coming to see Miss Chung here especially. We asked him to come and make a special visit just to see you Chung,” she said. “I am honoured,” Alexa said with a laugh. “You are not going to want to miss that,” Miquita added. Alexa was nervous, but she wasn’t mortified. She couldn’t help but wonder what was going to happen. The waiting was agony for her. The anticipation grew exponentially as the show went on. Miquita was going to love it as well. She had gotten to mess her friend Lily Allen up and made fantastic work of it. She had then been messed with the help of Alexa. She was now going to get the chance to get her own back on Alexa now. This was going to be very enjoyable for her.
The show went on and little was mentioned about what would be happening at the end of the show. Finally it came time for what everyone had been waiting for. Miquita and Alexa were sitting on the E4 couches as they always did. Miquita started in,” Everyone, we want to introduce a very special guest who so very kindly agreed to be here with us today. We are so happy to have him here. Can everyone join us in welcoming, the one and only, Mr. G. to the studio,” she said. Everyone cheered as he entered the studio and sat down on the couches, closest to Alexa. Everyone shook hands. “So, welcome, it is so good to see you. It is great to have you here,” Miquita said. “It is great to be here. I am always happy to come.” “Now usually, people like us come and appear on your show, Let Her Have it, but today you have, so kindly, come to us. We trust that you have brought all of the mess and fun with you today.” “Oh, of course, I always bring mess with me everywhere I go, just in case. I mean, you never know.” “For those who have not seen the show, it always ends up in someone getting covered in disgusting mess,” Miquita said. “Yeah, I remember it happening to one person in particular,” Alexa said,” Do we have a clip of that?” A clip was played of Miquita getting messy. “That was great,” Alexa said, “One of my favourite episodes, I think,” she joked. Alexa had covered Miquita in strawberry milkshake and leftover spaghetti. “yeah, well, if you remember, I didn’t really mind it that much did I?,” Miquita interjected. “Anyway, Mr. G. is here today to see one special person, our friend Alexa here,” Miquita said. “Oh I am honoured,” she replied. “You see, Alexa is leaving soon and we thought that we would send her off with a very special present.” “I had a funny feeling that this might be what was going to happen,” Alexa laughed. “Yes, we have quite a bit of mess prepared for Miss Chung here,” Mr. G. said, “It looks like Miquita is going to get some revenge as well. I know that there are a lot of people out there who are going to enjoy seeing this happen a great deal. So Miss Chung, how are you feeling? Do you have anything to say?” “Yeah, I think you should get gunged instead of me. I think you would look great covered in gunge. I have always imagined what it would be like to get you messy,” she joked. “Well, Miss Chung, maybe one day that will happen, but it is your day today,” he said. “Damn, it was worth a try,” she laughed. “I know that my body is going to be totally trashed in disgusting mess in a few minutes. I am a bit nervous actually, be gentle with me Mr. G.” “Don’t worry, it will be just fine.”
“Before we start,” Miquita said,” I think Chung here, mentioned earlier that she is desperate for the toilet. Should we let her use the toilet first?” “What do you mean, I don’t need the toilet,” Alexa said. “Ah, you do. You know you do. And I think we have a special toilet prepared just for you. Just have a look.” Miquita directed Alexa’s attention to the back of the stage. Some curtains opened. When they opened, the giant flush was revealed for all to see. The enormous toilet from Let Her Have It had somehow been transported to the E4 studios. Alexa pointed and laughed. She was turning bright red. She covered her face with her hands. “She is desperate to use the bathroom really. She is just shy,” Miquita said. Alexa shook her head and laughed. “Time to make that walk of shame and take a seat on the throne Chung,” Alexa said. Alexa stood up with Mr. G. She took his hand and they began to make the long walk to the giant flush. Just then some music blared into the studio. It was the famous song by Wang Chung, everybody have fun tonight. The sounds of the famous lyric,” Everybody Wang Chung tonight” echoed through the studio. This was obviously mocking Alexa. She started laughing. “I hate this song,” she screamed and laughed. She then asked,” Mr. G., you wouldn’t want to put your wang in my chung now would you?” “We can discuss that after the show,” he replied. They both busted out in laughter.
Alexa then came up to the small toilet that she was going to have to sit on. She looked down at the toilet and shivered. She then slowly lowered her bottom onto the toilet seat. Her bare legs stretched before her. She wrapped herself around the somewhat dirty toilet bowl. She then grabbed the toilet brush that sat beside it. “I think that this might come in very useful later on,” she joked.” Can you imagine what someone would think, if they just put the channel on. Alexa Chung sitting on a toilet on national television.” Her legs were totally bare, she could feel the cold porcelain against her sexy skin. The way she was sitting also gave a very nice view up her shorts as well. As she was quite a thin person, her bottom kept almost falling into the toilet bowl. The Wang hung song continued to play. Mr. G. then welcomed Miquita to come over to the giant flusher. “This is definitely what she needed,” Miquita said,” She has had one brewing all day.” Everyone laughed. Alexa made herself comfortable as she sat on the toilet. She laughed and looked upwards, knowing what was going to happen to her eventually. Miquita held her hand on the flusher, teasing about when she was going to pull it. “Everybody Wang Chung tonight,” Miquita said. Alexa closed her eyes and tried to put her hands to her face. She had goosebumps all over her body and was bright red with embarrassment. Miquita smiled as she pulled down the flusher. She flushed the giant toilet onto Alexa. When she pulled it a flushing sound was made that lasted several seconds. This was followed by loud farting noises. “She does this a lot,” Miquita joked. These were then followed by the sounds of pushing and then by the sounds that someone would have made if they were going to the toilet. Then a sound of water splashing and finally the sound of a toilet flushing. As the sound started, trickles of brown gunge began to drip down onto Alexa from above. Small amounts dripped down the front of her face and on her shirt and onto her legs. As lexa began to open her eyes, the brown gunge began to pour out of the large toilet seat above her, straight down onto her. She shrieked as her face was instantly engulfed in the thick brown mess. Her entire face was covered in it. She quickly took one hand and tried to clear part of her eyes. In the meantime the brown gunge was also pouring down onto her body. Loads poured directly down onto Alexa’s pale white legs. She could feel the touch of the cold wet gunge directly on her bare skin. She felt tinges of it between her legs. The brown gunge criss crossed across her bare white legs. Her thighs were covered in the brown mess. Her thighs dripped in it. It also poured onto her top, ruining the it completely. Her top was an inch thick in brown gunge. There also seemed to be irregular lumps in it. One couldn’t even begin to guess what these might be. As more poured over her, she was knocked back slightly by the force. This knocked her bottom into the toilet. She fell halfway in, her bottom half stuck in the toilet. Her legs sticking out of the toilet. The flow of the brown gunge seemed to last forever. Eventually it trickled to a stop. Miquita and Mr. G. stood and looked on. Miquita pointed and laughed. Alexa ran her hands through her gunge covered hair. It was short anyway, so did not stand much of a chance against the brown gunge. She took her fingers and cleared her eyes. Her eyes and teeth shown out as she laughed uncontrollably. The rest of her face was covered in brown muck. She took her also mucky hands and removed some of the gunge from the bottom of her shorts. She rubbed her gunge covered legs. She sat on the toilet dripping in brown gunge. It was a fantastic moment. For a minute the camera just lay on her taking shots of what she looked like. There was a close up shot of her laughing followed by a shot of her in total. Then the camera went to close up. Staring at her feet the camera slowly panned up her body, getting close ups of everything, ending up with a close up of her smiling face. She flicked some of the gunge away. “I’ve been flushed,” she laughed, “What can I say. Maybe I did need a trip to the toilet after all. I am certainly going to need a shower after this.” Miquita picked up a bit of toilet roll that was next to the toilet. “Looks like you might need some loo roll,” she quipped,” You look a little bit dirty. You could probably use a good wipe clean.”
Mr. G. reached out his hand and helped Alexa to her feet. She pushed her mess hand into his chest, smearing his shirt with mess. He pulled her up and escorted her over to the couches again. Her ordeal was not yet over, as she may have thought that it was. She walked with him back to the couches, leaving a trail of mess dripping behind her as she walked. She sat down on the white couch. Her messy body smushed down against the fabric, staining the white couch with the brown mess that had covered her body. She sat down and lightly crossed her legs. “Ok, what now?,” she said in a semi-resigned tone. “Well, we have a some lovely leftovers that we saved just for you. Well, for you to wear anyway,” Mr. G. said. “Ok,” Alexa said. She shrugged her shoulders and laughed. She was already covered in mess anyway.
“The first thing that we have to serve you is mashed potatoes and gravy.” Miquita had gone to the side of the stage to grab what she needed. She returned with a large pot full of lumpy mashed potatoes covered in brown gravy. She smirked as she walked over and sat down next to Alexa. She had with her an icecream scoop. She stuck it into the pot and pulled out a heaping helping of mashed potatoes and gravy. She then took the scoop and raised it, pushing it onto the top of Alexa’s head. She pressed down and then pushed the button, which released the mashed potatoes onto the top of Alexa’s head. She did this twice, leaving two rounded mounds of mashed potato and gravy planted on the top of Alexa’s head. Alexa licked her lips as gravy ran down her face. “Oh my god,” she said. Miquita then took another scoop of the mashed potatoes. She gently pulled open Alexa’s top and stuck the end of the scoop inside. She pushed the release button, dropping a mound of mash into Alexa’s shirt. It tumbled down her chest and settled in the tummy of her shirt. Miquita used her hand and pushed inwards, smushing the mash against Alexa’s tummy and bra. Another scoop of the starchy potatoes was then place onto Alexa’s shorts. It dripped with gravy. The potatoes were thick on top of her shorts, which only provided a thin barrier over Alexa’s skin that lay beneath. She did have a thong on underneath as well, but that provided very little barrier against the mess. Mr. G. then reached into the bucket with both of his hands, pulling out a mountain of mashed potato and gravy with them. He pushed his hands against Alexa’s bare legs. Alexa let out a moan as she felt the mash all over her naked legs. He then pushed his hands up and down the length of her legs, smearing them in the thick potato and gravy as he went. He massaged her pale white calves with the white and brown muck. She stretched her legs out and allowed this to happen. When finished, he then took two small balls of mashed potato and shoved them up the bottom of Alexa’s shorts. She winced as she felt the gloppy potato up her shorts, against her thong and butt cheeks. Alexa wiggled her legs around and stomped her feet. Miquita then took the last, and grossest bit of the potato that lay in the bottom of the pot in her hand. She raised it and pushed it straight into Alexa’s face. Alexa leaned back and squealed as Miquita’s hands pushed into her face. Miquita, relentlessly twisted the mash around into Alexa’s face. She took no mercy on Alexa as she rubbed her face in the mash. Alexa coughed and sputtered as she happened to get a mouthful in the process. Alexa never thought that she would ever have such an intimate knowledge of mashed potatoes as she now had gained.
By now, Miquita had picked up another container and brought it over. This container was emblazoned with the word “SPAM”. Miquita brought it over to Alexa and showed it to her “Oh my god, you are really going to pour spam on me,” she laughed. Miquita responded by saying,” Everybody spam Chung tonight.” The crew was by now chanting,” Spam, spam, spam.” ”It looks so disgusting,” Alexa said. The top of the container was removed, revealing a large, heaving slab of the disgusting, pork like substance. It was incredibly disgusting looking. It was covered in a slime that made it look as though it was sweating itself. Alexa Chung was about to get spammed. Miquita and Mr. G. both grabbed chunks of the disgusting meat like substance. Miquita took the first handful and, again, pushed it square into Alexa’s face. She twisted it around, enjoying what she was doing very much. It was incredibly pleasurable for her to literally rub Alexa’s face in the spam. Alexa gagged at the smell and the tastes of the revolting spam. She then took more spam. She opened up the back of Alexa’s hotpants and casually dropped the handful of meat straight down against her co host’s butt cheeks. She then let go of the shorts. She knew that Alexa was now having the odd sensation of having spam on her bottom. Mr. G. placed some spam onto Alexa’s lap and rubbed it around with his hands. He then spread her legs slightly. He placed a lump of spam between her thighs. He then pushed her legs together, pressing spam all over her legs. He then took more of the spam and placed them at the back of Alexa’s knees. She willingly flexed her legs, causing the spam to ooze everywhere, all over the backs of her legs and her knees. “I’m covered in spam,” Alexa shouted.
Miquita went and picked up another container from behind the stage. The container was gigantic. “Alexa loves salad,” Miquita said,” This container is filled with loads of salad. Oh..um.. It is a bit gone off, but all the better.” The container was filled with rotten lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, carrot, courgettes and beetroot. All slimy and rotten all covered in creamy ranch salad dressing. Miquita shook the whole thing up for Alexa. “She is going to love this,” Miquita joked. Alexa rolled her eyes. Miquita stood behind Alexa with the container. She waited for Alexa to look up and then tipped the container over. The rotted salad fell out of the container and landed on Alexa. The vegetables were almost black and stunk to high heaven. Bits of lettuce and other vegetables now stuck to Alexa’s face and all over her body. Everyone in the studio let out a cheer. Alexa was covered in bits of green, red and orange. The stinky salad stuck everywhere to the collected muck that already covered Alexa’s body from head to toe. Bits of carrot stick to Alexa’s nose. Her lips were stuck with bits of rotted lettuce leaves. She stood almost motionless looking straight ahead. She looked as if she had been tarred and feathered with green leaves, or hand fallen into some kind of mucky bush. She shook her head.
Mr. G. then sat by Alexa’s side. “So, Miss Chung, how was that for you?,” he asked. “It was heavenly,” she joked. “Just what I have always wanted. Sitting on a toilet on national television. Having spam in my shorts, I have always dreamed of it,” she laughed. “Well, you were definitely a good sport. Let’s hear it for her,” he said. The Wang Chung music started again as the segment ended. Alexa waived to the camera in a somewhat sheepish fashion and then removed some of the lettuce from legs. Miquita smiled and shrugged her shoulders as If to say,” That’s what she gets.”
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