Christy Hemme does a tribute
Christy Hemme had enjoyed watching messy television shows when she was growing up. She was a secret fan of them. Although, she never really mentioned it to anyone. When Christy heard that there was going to be a show airing that was going to be a tribute to some of the old messy shows and that they wanted some celebrities to take part, she was happy to participate. She was up for just about anything. She had a career in wrestling and even posed for Playboy at one point. She was more than willing to get messy. She had done a number of embarrassing things in her career. She had a good sense of humour and could laugh at herself.
Christy came onto the show wearing a pair of tan suede boots, a matching suede skirt and a black tank top. Her muscly tanned legs and arms showing . Her tattoos showing as well. She walked in with a huge smile, looking incredibly sexy. She shook the presenter’s hand. “So Christy,” she asked,” What is your favourite messy show of all time?” “Wild animal games,” Christy said with a laugh. “I used to love it when it was the quiz round. The adults were completely at the kid’s control. If their person lost the game, they got messy. There used to be the bucket dump and the pie guillotine. They were great. I always imagined what it must have been like to lay down on the pie guillotine, staring up at the pie and the ceiling, locked in place, totally helpless, just waiting for the pie to fall on you. I wondered how that would feel. And the bucket dump was just the best. It was like the prefect messy device, to always messed the person up perfectly, no matter what was loaded into it. I loved it.”
“Well, Christy, you sound very enthusiastic about Wild Animal Games.” “Yeah, it was my favourite.” “Well, I happy to tell you that we are going to let you, through the magic of television to experience all of the excitement and fun of being on Wild Animal Games. Check this out.” With that, the curtains opened and a set that was exactly the same as the original Wild Animal Games set was revealed. Christy clapped. There on the stage was the pie guillotine as well as the bucket dump. “That is great,” Christy said.
“So, Christy, we are going to make your life long dream come true. You wanted to know what it was like to be on Wild Animal Games. Well, you are about to find out exactly what it is like.” “That is finer with me,” Christy replied. “Well, first it is going to be the pie guillotine for you Christy. It is going to be the moment you have been waiting for. Are you ready to make the all important walk of shame?” “Yes, I believe I am,” Christy replied with a giggle. “Ok then, follow me.” Christy followed the host over to the Wild Animal Games part of the set and then over to the pie guillotine.
They arrived at the pie guillotine. “So here we are,” the presenter said,” Is it everything you thought it would be?” Christy leaned over and had a look. “Yes, it is exactly what I had imagined.,” Christy replied. “In a minute, you will be laying down in there, are you nervous?,” they asked. “ If I am honest, a little. It is more of a nervous anticipation though. Like the feeling you get just before you are about to have sex with someone for the first time,” she said. “It is time to raise the bar,” the presenter said. They went over and pulled the cord that raised the tip of the guillotine. The top bit rose in the air and he held it in place. This would allow Christy to climb in and take her place.
“So Christy, when you are ready, it is time to lay down and take your place in the pie guillotine,” the presenter said. She walked over and had a look. She smiled. She then placed her backside on the board and bent her knees. She then lifted her legs and swung them around, stretching them out in front of her. She then looked back behind her and swung her hair. She then lowered herself backwards. She lowered her neck into place, laying down on her back. She then adjusted herself, putting herself in the exact correct position. The presenter then pulled the cord down slowly, lowering the top part of the wooden contraption down over Christy’s neck. Christy now lay helpless on her back. The top bit of wood hit the bottom with a thud, emphasizing how helpless her position was. Christy was laid out on her back now, looking upwards at the ceiling and at the pie that lay above her. She wiggled her legs nervously. She smiled from ear to ear and laughed. “Are you ok down there?,” the presenter asked. “Oh yeah, I have to say, the feeling of anticipation is really incredible, waiting for it to happen. I’m at your mercy,” she joked. “Maybe we should leave you here for awhile,” the presenter joked. “I don’t suppose I have any choice now,” she responded with a laugh. Christy was allowed to lay there and soak in the moment.
The presenter grabbed the second cord that operated that trap door that the pie sat on. He did not pull it straight away though. He just watched as Christy squirmed as she waited for the pie to arrive at her face. All the muscles in her body tensed up waiting for the pie to fall on her. She smiled and shook her head. “Are you ready for this Christy?,” the presenter asked. “Yeah I am ready for this,” she said. She smiled and wiggled her lips. She looked up. The presenter delayed pulling the cord, enjoying watching Christy squirm. She wiggled her body, the small amount that she was able to in her restrained state. She scrunched up her face. The presenter finally pulled the rope. The pie quickly plummeted end over end from the platform. Christy only had a split second to react while the pie fell through the air. She scrunched up her face. The pie through the air. There were cameras in place, recording this from various angles. The pie fell and then hit Christy straight in the face with and enormous splat. The pie landed perfectly. It splattered when it hit her face. In an instant, Christy’s entire face and most of her hair were covered in pie. Christy was now covered in pie totally from her neck up. The pie just sat in place where it was. Christy could not do anything but lie still. All she could do was wiggled her legs. Christy was made to lie in place for an extended period of time. She could not clean her face or wipe any of the pie away. All she could do was stick her tongue out and lick her lips.
“Are you ok down there Christy?,” the presenter asked, pointing a microphone in her pie covered face. “Fabulous,” she replied with a giggle. “How do you feel?,” the presenter asked. “Pied,” she replied. “Yeah you look a bit pied,” he replied. He finally pulled the rope and raised the top bar on the guillotine. Christy sat up. She pushed some of the pie away from her shoulders and neck. She laughed. She turned to the camera and smiled. Her face plastered in pie. Christy’s distinctive facial features and burgundy hair were all visible but only underneath a mask of creamy white pie. “You look fabulous,” the presenter said. “You really never looked better.” “I enjoyed that,” she said with a laugh.
“Now, since you did so well in the pie guillotine, I think it is only right that you experience the bucket dump.” Christy put her hand on her hip, looked at him and then laughed. “Ok, ok,” she said. “Right this way,” he said. Christy followed him to the bucket dump. She walked up to the seat. She had a look and then lowered herself onto the seat. She adjusted her skirt. Her sexy legs in front of her. “Now, I bet that the question you are asking yourself right now is what we have for you waiting in the bucket dump.” “Yes I was wondering that. It is very important that I know what is about to be poured all over me,” Christy replied. “Well today we have some nice chocolate pudding for you Christy. Are you a chocolate fan Christy?” “Yes I am a chocolate lover, I must say. Not this way usually though. Although you never know,” she said, giving a loud cheeky laugh. “Well you are about to experience chocolate pudding in a way that you have never experienced before. Are you ready?” “Of course, why not?,” she replied.
Christy smiled as she sat . She looked up in the air at the bucket dump. She caught her breath and then looked forward again. The presenter went to the release valve. Christy turned to him and laughed. She mouthed the words, “ Here we go”. He smiled as he pulled the lever. There was a slight delay. Christy scrunched up her face. She looked upwards. The chocolate pudding then began to fall down onto her. It fell with a plop down onto Christy’s face. The first bits of it poured onto Christy’s face. More poured all around Christy, splashing on her calves and knees and all over her top and arms. At first it came out slowly, but then sped up. A gigantic amount of the pudding began to cover Christy’s soft burgundy hair. She closed her eyes as the front part of her face became covered in chocolate pudding. The top of her body was slowly covered in pudding. Her top was already being weighed down by pudding. It covered her shoulders and the tops of her arms. She rubbed her arms with the pudding. More poured onto her skirt and between her legs. Everything was coated in chocolate pudding. It was soft, cool and dark brown. She ran her hands through her chocolate covered hair. She laughed. Christy shook her head and laughed. Her entire body was splattered in the chocolate mess. It felt cold and soft all over her. Her hands plopped around in the chocolate. She rubbed her hands on her skirt and on her thighs. She was completely covered from head to toe. Even her boots were covered in the chocolate.
“So Christy, do you have anything to say,” the presenter asked. “Do I get a free Wild Animal Games t-shirt?,” she asked. “That can be arranged,” he replied. “Excellent,” Christy said, giving two thumbs up. She stood up and let the chocolate pudding roll down her body. There were huge collections of it on her face, chest, skirt and knees. The t-shirt was brought out. It was the normal Wild Animal Games t-shirt with a circular logo on it. Christy was handed the shirt. She smiled and looked at it. She then held it up for everyone to see. She did a dance and gave out a “Wooo”.
Christy Hemme had enjoyed watching messy television shows when she was growing up. She was a secret fan of them. Although, she never really mentioned it to anyone. When Christy heard that there was going to be a show airing that was going to be a tribute to some of the old messy shows and that they wanted some celebrities to take part, she was happy to participate. She was up for just about anything. She had a career in wrestling and even posed for Playboy at one point. She was more than willing to get messy. She had done a number of embarrassing things in her career. She had a good sense of humour and could laugh at herself.
Christy came onto the show wearing a pair of tan suede boots, a matching suede skirt and a black tank top. Her muscly tanned legs and arms showing . Her tattoos showing as well. She walked in with a huge smile, looking incredibly sexy. She shook the presenter’s hand. “So Christy,” she asked,” What is your favourite messy show of all time?” “Wild animal games,” Christy said with a laugh. “I used to love it when it was the quiz round. The adults were completely at the kid’s control. If their person lost the game, they got messy. There used to be the bucket dump and the pie guillotine. They were great. I always imagined what it must have been like to lay down on the pie guillotine, staring up at the pie and the ceiling, locked in place, totally helpless, just waiting for the pie to fall on you. I wondered how that would feel. And the bucket dump was just the best. It was like the prefect messy device, to always messed the person up perfectly, no matter what was loaded into it. I loved it.”
“Well, Christy, you sound very enthusiastic about Wild Animal Games.” “Yeah, it was my favourite.” “Well, I happy to tell you that we are going to let you, through the magic of television to experience all of the excitement and fun of being on Wild Animal Games. Check this out.” With that, the curtains opened and a set that was exactly the same as the original Wild Animal Games set was revealed. Christy clapped. There on the stage was the pie guillotine as well as the bucket dump. “That is great,” Christy said.
“So, Christy, we are going to make your life long dream come true. You wanted to know what it was like to be on Wild Animal Games. Well, you are about to find out exactly what it is like.” “That is finer with me,” Christy replied. “Well, first it is going to be the pie guillotine for you Christy. It is going to be the moment you have been waiting for. Are you ready to make the all important walk of shame?” “Yes, I believe I am,” Christy replied with a giggle. “Ok then, follow me.” Christy followed the host over to the Wild Animal Games part of the set and then over to the pie guillotine.
They arrived at the pie guillotine. “So here we are,” the presenter said,” Is it everything you thought it would be?” Christy leaned over and had a look. “Yes, it is exactly what I had imagined.,” Christy replied. “In a minute, you will be laying down in there, are you nervous?,” they asked. “ If I am honest, a little. It is more of a nervous anticipation though. Like the feeling you get just before you are about to have sex with someone for the first time,” she said. “It is time to raise the bar,” the presenter said. They went over and pulled the cord that raised the tip of the guillotine. The top bit rose in the air and he held it in place. This would allow Christy to climb in and take her place.
“So Christy, when you are ready, it is time to lay down and take your place in the pie guillotine,” the presenter said. She walked over and had a look. She smiled. She then placed her backside on the board and bent her knees. She then lifted her legs and swung them around, stretching them out in front of her. She then looked back behind her and swung her hair. She then lowered herself backwards. She lowered her neck into place, laying down on her back. She then adjusted herself, putting herself in the exact correct position. The presenter then pulled the cord down slowly, lowering the top part of the wooden contraption down over Christy’s neck. Christy now lay helpless on her back. The top bit of wood hit the bottom with a thud, emphasizing how helpless her position was. Christy was laid out on her back now, looking upwards at the ceiling and at the pie that lay above her. She wiggled her legs nervously. She smiled from ear to ear and laughed. “Are you ok down there?,” the presenter asked. “Oh yeah, I have to say, the feeling of anticipation is really incredible, waiting for it to happen. I’m at your mercy,” she joked. “Maybe we should leave you here for awhile,” the presenter joked. “I don’t suppose I have any choice now,” she responded with a laugh. Christy was allowed to lay there and soak in the moment.
The presenter grabbed the second cord that operated that trap door that the pie sat on. He did not pull it straight away though. He just watched as Christy squirmed as she waited for the pie to arrive at her face. All the muscles in her body tensed up waiting for the pie to fall on her. She smiled and shook her head. “Are you ready for this Christy?,” the presenter asked. “Yeah I am ready for this,” she said. She smiled and wiggled her lips. She looked up. The presenter delayed pulling the cord, enjoying watching Christy squirm. She wiggled her body, the small amount that she was able to in her restrained state. She scrunched up her face. The presenter finally pulled the rope. The pie quickly plummeted end over end from the platform. Christy only had a split second to react while the pie fell through the air. She scrunched up her face. The pie through the air. There were cameras in place, recording this from various angles. The pie fell and then hit Christy straight in the face with and enormous splat. The pie landed perfectly. It splattered when it hit her face. In an instant, Christy’s entire face and most of her hair were covered in pie. Christy was now covered in pie totally from her neck up. The pie just sat in place where it was. Christy could not do anything but lie still. All she could do was wiggled her legs. Christy was made to lie in place for an extended period of time. She could not clean her face or wipe any of the pie away. All she could do was stick her tongue out and lick her lips.
“Are you ok down there Christy?,” the presenter asked, pointing a microphone in her pie covered face. “Fabulous,” she replied with a giggle. “How do you feel?,” the presenter asked. “Pied,” she replied. “Yeah you look a bit pied,” he replied. He finally pulled the rope and raised the top bar on the guillotine. Christy sat up. She pushed some of the pie away from her shoulders and neck. She laughed. She turned to the camera and smiled. Her face plastered in pie. Christy’s distinctive facial features and burgundy hair were all visible but only underneath a mask of creamy white pie. “You look fabulous,” the presenter said. “You really never looked better.” “I enjoyed that,” she said with a laugh.
“Now, since you did so well in the pie guillotine, I think it is only right that you experience the bucket dump.” Christy put her hand on her hip, looked at him and then laughed. “Ok, ok,” she said. “Right this way,” he said. Christy followed him to the bucket dump. She walked up to the seat. She had a look and then lowered herself onto the seat. She adjusted her skirt. Her sexy legs in front of her. “Now, I bet that the question you are asking yourself right now is what we have for you waiting in the bucket dump.” “Yes I was wondering that. It is very important that I know what is about to be poured all over me,” Christy replied. “Well today we have some nice chocolate pudding for you Christy. Are you a chocolate fan Christy?” “Yes I am a chocolate lover, I must say. Not this way usually though. Although you never know,” she said, giving a loud cheeky laugh. “Well you are about to experience chocolate pudding in a way that you have never experienced before. Are you ready?” “Of course, why not?,” she replied.
Christy smiled as she sat . She looked up in the air at the bucket dump. She caught her breath and then looked forward again. The presenter went to the release valve. Christy turned to him and laughed. She mouthed the words, “ Here we go”. He smiled as he pulled the lever. There was a slight delay. Christy scrunched up her face. She looked upwards. The chocolate pudding then began to fall down onto her. It fell with a plop down onto Christy’s face. The first bits of it poured onto Christy’s face. More poured all around Christy, splashing on her calves and knees and all over her top and arms. At first it came out slowly, but then sped up. A gigantic amount of the pudding began to cover Christy’s soft burgundy hair. She closed her eyes as the front part of her face became covered in chocolate pudding. The top of her body was slowly covered in pudding. Her top was already being weighed down by pudding. It covered her shoulders and the tops of her arms. She rubbed her arms with the pudding. More poured onto her skirt and between her legs. Everything was coated in chocolate pudding. It was soft, cool and dark brown. She ran her hands through her chocolate covered hair. She laughed. Christy shook her head and laughed. Her entire body was splattered in the chocolate mess. It felt cold and soft all over her. Her hands plopped around in the chocolate. She rubbed her hands on her skirt and on her thighs. She was completely covered from head to toe. Even her boots were covered in the chocolate.
“So Christy, do you have anything to say,” the presenter asked. “Do I get a free Wild Animal Games t-shirt?,” she asked. “That can be arranged,” he replied. “Excellent,” Christy said, giving two thumbs up. She stood up and let the chocolate pudding roll down her body. There were huge collections of it on her face, chest, skirt and knees. The t-shirt was brought out. It was the normal Wild Animal Games t-shirt with a circular logo on it. Christy was handed the shirt. She smiled and looked at it. She then held it up for everyone to see. She did a dance and gave out a “Wooo”.
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