Demi Moore because she wants to
Demi Moore is a very private person, but she is also someone who is very open sexually. Over the years she has explored all kinds of sexual fantasies. She was willing to try just about anything at least once. She is also someone who knows her mind very well. She is someone who is not afraid to take control and to ask for what she wanted. She could be forceful in quite a number of situations. As a result, she sometimes rubbed people the wrong way. A lot of people saw her as difficult. She was notorious in some Hollywood circles for being extremely temperamental and difficult to work with. She was not a mean person or someone that did not care about the feelings of others, but had strong opinions and was not afraid to express them. A lot of people did not like this quality from a female, but she did not care.
At some stage, Demi saw something on television that sparked her imagination. She saw someone being gunged on television. Her reaction to what she was seeing really surprised her. Although she did not want to admit it at first, she was really turned on by what she saw. She wondered what it would feel like if something like that happened to her. The idea of getting messy substances all over her body seemed incredibly sexy to her. She thought about it in her private thoughts for quite a long time. She finally decided that she had to try it. She had to feel what it was like. She was someone who never shied away from her fantasies.
At the same time, some of her Hollywood colleagues were plotting against her. They also wanted to see her get messy, but for a very different reason. They wanted to get their own back on her and to embarrass her. They began to plan a messing for her. Little did they know that not only would Demi not mind getting messy, she would actually quite enjoy it. They planned a this is your life type setup for Demi. It was to happen on the final day of shooting her latest film. They invited a few surprise guests along to get involved as well. Demi was not aware that both of her famous ex husbands would be there for this and would get a chance to let her have it as they had never done before. They were going to get to be the ones to administer the mess to Demi.
The day of the show finally arrived. Demi tried to mute her enthusiasm, but she was really looking forward to this. As embarrassing as that was, it was true. At this time Demi had her hair short and all done up as she had in the early 90’s. She wore a tight fitting black dress. She was welcomed onto the show. Demi did not lack confidence. She was not in the least bit nervous. She did not care who was watching or what anyone else thought. She walked out wearing a little black dress. She entered the studio. She engaged in inane smalltalk for a bit. The host then said to her that they had a surprise for her that she had no idea about before the show. “A surprise, and what might that be?,” she said coyly, almost sarcastically. “Well, the idea of this show is that we surprise people with special guests from their past and then the special guests get to mess that person.” He expected Demi to either be embarrassed or angry. Her reaction was a shock though. “Yeah, ok, sounds good to me,” Demi said calmly. “Bring it on. I am up for it.” In a way, people were a little disappointed by Demi’s reaction. They were hoping for an over the top outburst, but this was ok as well. They now had a willing participant.
“Ok, then, our first guest tonight is, your ex husband, Bruce Willis,” he said. The crowd cheered as the very famous ex husband of Demi entered. He carried with him a bucket. He smiled and waived. Demi stood up and shook his hand. Said, bending her shoulders, in an exaggerated voice. “Hi, Demi,” he said. “So, Bruce, we all know now why we are here today,” the host said. “Yea, I have been looking forward to this for a long time. I have always wanted to do this, that is for sure,” he replied. “Thanks a lot , Bruce,” Demi said with a giggle. “I think most people that know me have wanted to pour mess over my head at one time or another,” Demi said. “You know what though, I really don’t care. Let me have it,” she said.
“Ok, Demi, can you please stand up for us,” the host said. Demi did as she asked. “Oh wait,” she said,”I wouldn’t want to get anything on the dress. May I remove it,” she asked. The host’s jaw dropped. “Yeah, sure do whatever you want,” he said. Demi pushed her dress down her body. She sexily shook her hips as she lowered her dress down her legs and ankles. What was revealed was Demi’s steaming hot sensual body. It looked virtually unchanged since she was at the height of her fame. Her washboard stomach and muscular legs rippled. She wore a black bra and thong, reminiscent of what she wore in movies such as Striptease and Charlie’s Angels. She turned around, the world viewing her underwear clad body. Although she was muscular, her body was still feminine and voluptuous. She was actually proud of what she had. If anything, she was getting turned on by what was happening to her. She turned around, allowing everyone to see her shapely backside against her thong underwear. She gave a coy smile.
Bruce now got the pleasure of pouring what he had all over his ex. She did look absolutely amazing. What she had done was very subtle, but in away, even though she was half naked and about to get covered from head to toe in disgusting mess, she was still completely in control of the situation. It was happening because she wanted it to happen. Bruce carried his bucket over to her. It was filled with thick delicious custard. It was still warm. He stood behind her. Demi closed her eyes out of anticipation. The crowd cheered as he raised the bucket and then slowly began to pour the thick yellow mess over Demi’s head. The custard slowly poured over the top of Demi’s head. It soon totally covered her short black hair. She let out a satisfied sigh as she felt the custard pouring down over her head. It soon completely covered her face. She closed her eyes as the torrent of custard. Soon her whole head was covered in thick custard. It then poured down her shoulders and her back. It poured over her breasts and all over her black wonder bra. More poured straight down her muscular stomach. It rippled down over her sexy body. It then poured down over her bottom and then down her legs. She wiggled her knees and let the custard pour down over her body. The feeling was incredible. It was just as good as she had imagined it would be. When the bucket was finally empty, Demi looked up. She shook her head. She smiled. She ran her hands all over her sexy body. She rubbed her hands around on her legs and stomach, massaging the custard all over herself. She blew a kiss. She felt sexier than she had ever felt before.
Bruce bowed and walked off. It was then announced that Ashton Kutcher would be the next on stage. He walked in carrying a bucket as well. He gave a silly grin and waived. He pointed at Demi and laughed. “Here it comes,” he shouted in a funny voice. Demi smiled and laughed. She folded her arms and shook her head. She motioned to him with her hand for him to go ahead and let her have it. In his bucket was disgusting bow tie pasta in spicy tomato sauce. Demi crossed her arms. The pasta was thick and uneven. Ashton tipped the bucket over Demi. The pasta plopped its way through the air down onto Demi Moore. It was off-colour and smelled terrible. There were audible gasps from the crowd when they sauce how disgusting the bowtie pasta actually was. It was multicoloured pasta. Some of it was green and orange. Ashton laughed evilly as she generously spread the pasta over his now ex. It poured down on top of Demi’s head. It made a huge piled on top of her head. It then fell apart, falling down over her face and then all over her sexy body. Demi wiggled her finger tips and her mouth. She felt the pasta pouring down her shoulders, over her chest, onto her stomach and all over her ass and legs. The site of the lumpy uneven pasta all over Demi’s smooth, soft sexy body made it look even better. She turned around and wiggled her bottom. She covered her hands in pasta and rubbed them all over her backside and down the backs of her legs. Demi smiled and moaned.
Demi wondered what would be next. She did not want this to end just yet. She was enjoying this a great deal. She turned her head and saw that Bruce and Ashton were now stood together next to a lever. As she turned, she saw that the lever was attached to a gunge dunk tank. It was situated over a gigantic pool of gunge. Demi did not even need to be asked. She walked confidently over to the tank and climbed aboard the seat, suspended over the gunge pool. She made herself comfortable and looked down. She crossed her arms. She could see that the pool was very deep and very messy.
Ashton and Bruce waived to Demi. She waived back. The whole audience then counted down in unison, “3.…2...1” The two men then yanked the lever down together with all of their might. A loud buzzer sounded and some lights flashed. Demi looked around. She closed her eyes. Then her seat gave way. She fell through the air and landed face first down into the enormous pool of gunge. Gunge splashed in all directions. Demi disappeared completely below the top of the multicoloured gunge. She was completely submerged. She seemed to stay beneath the surface for ages. Eventually her head popped out from the gunge. She was still up to her neck in it. More gunge then rained down onto her from the ceiling. The gunge pool was so deep and wide that she was actually able to swim in it, if she had been inclined to do so. She laughed as she wiped her nose. She could feel the gunge totally covering her entire body, only hr tight underwear concealing anything. She bent her knees.
Her body could be seen through a viewing window on the side of the tank. Her languid body swum through the gunge. Eventually got to her feet. The gunge still almost reached her breasts. Ashton and Bruce clapped and laughed. They were a little disappointed that Demi was not more angry. Instead she seemed to be taking pleasure in swimming in the gunge. Her hands all over her sloppy body. She stuck her tongue out.
The host came over, “Thank you for being a good sport, Demi,” he said. “It was my pleasure,” Demi replied in a sexy voice. She shook his hand and then splashed around in the gunge. She leaned back and enjoyed the feeling.
Demi had enjoyed the experience a lot, and she had gotten the last laugh on everyone in the process. It was a good day on all accounts.
Demi Moore is a very private person, but she is also someone who is very open sexually. Over the years she has explored all kinds of sexual fantasies. She was willing to try just about anything at least once. She is also someone who knows her mind very well. She is someone who is not afraid to take control and to ask for what she wanted. She could be forceful in quite a number of situations. As a result, she sometimes rubbed people the wrong way. A lot of people saw her as difficult. She was notorious in some Hollywood circles for being extremely temperamental and difficult to work with. She was not a mean person or someone that did not care about the feelings of others, but had strong opinions and was not afraid to express them. A lot of people did not like this quality from a female, but she did not care.
At some stage, Demi saw something on television that sparked her imagination. She saw someone being gunged on television. Her reaction to what she was seeing really surprised her. Although she did not want to admit it at first, she was really turned on by what she saw. She wondered what it would feel like if something like that happened to her. The idea of getting messy substances all over her body seemed incredibly sexy to her. She thought about it in her private thoughts for quite a long time. She finally decided that she had to try it. She had to feel what it was like. She was someone who never shied away from her fantasies.
At the same time, some of her Hollywood colleagues were plotting against her. They also wanted to see her get messy, but for a very different reason. They wanted to get their own back on her and to embarrass her. They began to plan a messing for her. Little did they know that not only would Demi not mind getting messy, she would actually quite enjoy it. They planned a this is your life type setup for Demi. It was to happen on the final day of shooting her latest film. They invited a few surprise guests along to get involved as well. Demi was not aware that both of her famous ex husbands would be there for this and would get a chance to let her have it as they had never done before. They were going to get to be the ones to administer the mess to Demi.
The day of the show finally arrived. Demi tried to mute her enthusiasm, but she was really looking forward to this. As embarrassing as that was, it was true. At this time Demi had her hair short and all done up as she had in the early 90’s. She wore a tight fitting black dress. She was welcomed onto the show. Demi did not lack confidence. She was not in the least bit nervous. She did not care who was watching or what anyone else thought. She walked out wearing a little black dress. She entered the studio. She engaged in inane smalltalk for a bit. The host then said to her that they had a surprise for her that she had no idea about before the show. “A surprise, and what might that be?,” she said coyly, almost sarcastically. “Well, the idea of this show is that we surprise people with special guests from their past and then the special guests get to mess that person.” He expected Demi to either be embarrassed or angry. Her reaction was a shock though. “Yeah, ok, sounds good to me,” Demi said calmly. “Bring it on. I am up for it.” In a way, people were a little disappointed by Demi’s reaction. They were hoping for an over the top outburst, but this was ok as well. They now had a willing participant.
“Ok, then, our first guest tonight is, your ex husband, Bruce Willis,” he said. The crowd cheered as the very famous ex husband of Demi entered. He carried with him a bucket. He smiled and waived. Demi stood up and shook his hand. Said, bending her shoulders, in an exaggerated voice. “Hi, Demi,” he said. “So, Bruce, we all know now why we are here today,” the host said. “Yea, I have been looking forward to this for a long time. I have always wanted to do this, that is for sure,” he replied. “Thanks a lot , Bruce,” Demi said with a giggle. “I think most people that know me have wanted to pour mess over my head at one time or another,” Demi said. “You know what though, I really don’t care. Let me have it,” she said.
“Ok, Demi, can you please stand up for us,” the host said. Demi did as she asked. “Oh wait,” she said,”I wouldn’t want to get anything on the dress. May I remove it,” she asked. The host’s jaw dropped. “Yeah, sure do whatever you want,” he said. Demi pushed her dress down her body. She sexily shook her hips as she lowered her dress down her legs and ankles. What was revealed was Demi’s steaming hot sensual body. It looked virtually unchanged since she was at the height of her fame. Her washboard stomach and muscular legs rippled. She wore a black bra and thong, reminiscent of what she wore in movies such as Striptease and Charlie’s Angels. She turned around, the world viewing her underwear clad body. Although she was muscular, her body was still feminine and voluptuous. She was actually proud of what she had. If anything, she was getting turned on by what was happening to her. She turned around, allowing everyone to see her shapely backside against her thong underwear. She gave a coy smile.
Bruce now got the pleasure of pouring what he had all over his ex. She did look absolutely amazing. What she had done was very subtle, but in away, even though she was half naked and about to get covered from head to toe in disgusting mess, she was still completely in control of the situation. It was happening because she wanted it to happen. Bruce carried his bucket over to her. It was filled with thick delicious custard. It was still warm. He stood behind her. Demi closed her eyes out of anticipation. The crowd cheered as he raised the bucket and then slowly began to pour the thick yellow mess over Demi’s head. The custard slowly poured over the top of Demi’s head. It soon totally covered her short black hair. She let out a satisfied sigh as she felt the custard pouring down over her head. It soon completely covered her face. She closed her eyes as the torrent of custard. Soon her whole head was covered in thick custard. It then poured down her shoulders and her back. It poured over her breasts and all over her black wonder bra. More poured straight down her muscular stomach. It rippled down over her sexy body. It then poured down over her bottom and then down her legs. She wiggled her knees and let the custard pour down over her body. The feeling was incredible. It was just as good as she had imagined it would be. When the bucket was finally empty, Demi looked up. She shook her head. She smiled. She ran her hands all over her sexy body. She rubbed her hands around on her legs and stomach, massaging the custard all over herself. She blew a kiss. She felt sexier than she had ever felt before.
Bruce bowed and walked off. It was then announced that Ashton Kutcher would be the next on stage. He walked in carrying a bucket as well. He gave a silly grin and waived. He pointed at Demi and laughed. “Here it comes,” he shouted in a funny voice. Demi smiled and laughed. She folded her arms and shook her head. She motioned to him with her hand for him to go ahead and let her have it. In his bucket was disgusting bow tie pasta in spicy tomato sauce. Demi crossed her arms. The pasta was thick and uneven. Ashton tipped the bucket over Demi. The pasta plopped its way through the air down onto Demi Moore. It was off-colour and smelled terrible. There were audible gasps from the crowd when they sauce how disgusting the bowtie pasta actually was. It was multicoloured pasta. Some of it was green and orange. Ashton laughed evilly as she generously spread the pasta over his now ex. It poured down on top of Demi’s head. It made a huge piled on top of her head. It then fell apart, falling down over her face and then all over her sexy body. Demi wiggled her finger tips and her mouth. She felt the pasta pouring down her shoulders, over her chest, onto her stomach and all over her ass and legs. The site of the lumpy uneven pasta all over Demi’s smooth, soft sexy body made it look even better. She turned around and wiggled her bottom. She covered her hands in pasta and rubbed them all over her backside and down the backs of her legs. Demi smiled and moaned.
Demi wondered what would be next. She did not want this to end just yet. She was enjoying this a great deal. She turned her head and saw that Bruce and Ashton were now stood together next to a lever. As she turned, she saw that the lever was attached to a gunge dunk tank. It was situated over a gigantic pool of gunge. Demi did not even need to be asked. She walked confidently over to the tank and climbed aboard the seat, suspended over the gunge pool. She made herself comfortable and looked down. She crossed her arms. She could see that the pool was very deep and very messy.
Ashton and Bruce waived to Demi. She waived back. The whole audience then counted down in unison, “3.…2...1” The two men then yanked the lever down together with all of their might. A loud buzzer sounded and some lights flashed. Demi looked around. She closed her eyes. Then her seat gave way. She fell through the air and landed face first down into the enormous pool of gunge. Gunge splashed in all directions. Demi disappeared completely below the top of the multicoloured gunge. She was completely submerged. She seemed to stay beneath the surface for ages. Eventually her head popped out from the gunge. She was still up to her neck in it. More gunge then rained down onto her from the ceiling. The gunge pool was so deep and wide that she was actually able to swim in it, if she had been inclined to do so. She laughed as she wiped her nose. She could feel the gunge totally covering her entire body, only hr tight underwear concealing anything. She bent her knees.
Her body could be seen through a viewing window on the side of the tank. Her languid body swum through the gunge. Eventually got to her feet. The gunge still almost reached her breasts. Ashton and Bruce clapped and laughed. They were a little disappointed that Demi was not more angry. Instead she seemed to be taking pleasure in swimming in the gunge. Her hands all over her sloppy body. She stuck her tongue out.
The host came over, “Thank you for being a good sport, Demi,” he said. “It was my pleasure,” Demi replied in a sexy voice. She shook his hand and then splashed around in the gunge. She leaned back and enjoyed the feeling.
Demi had enjoyed the experience a lot, and she had gotten the last laugh on everyone in the process. It was a good day on all accounts.
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