The Rovers Eva gets it ( Catherine Tyldesley )
Eva has worked for a long time as a barmaid. She lives with her mother and grandmother. She also had a half sister named Leanne. Eva was very popular as a barmaid. Her claim to fame was her enormous bosoms. They were absolutely gigantic and she had no problem flaunting them for the men. She always got the best tips as a result. In her family, because of all the females in the house, there was always arguing and taking the mick out of one another.
There had been quite a few gungings on the street by this time. This is what made Eva’s family hatch the idea that they should do the same to her. The idea of pouring mess all over Eva was something that her family found hilarious. Eva was a right diva in their eyes. She was vain and a bit self absorbed. She was very into her appearance. Her clothes, hair and makeup were very important to Eva. She would spend hours getting ready in the morning. They knew how much she was hate getting messy. This would make it even more funny for them. Eva’s reaction was going to be priceless for sure. They just had to come up with a way to set her up. They decided that it would have to take place in the pub. They decided that a good starting point would be to get Eva drunk. This would not be hard, because Eva drank heavily and often. She was tipsy a good amount of the time anyway. They decided that they would then convince her to play a game. They would not tell her the consequences of losing until after she lost. They would challenge her to darts. She stunk anyway, but throwing darts in an inebriated state would guarantee that she would lose.
Eva wore a sparkly red dress that evening. As always, it showed off her insanely large breasts. She was not shy about showing them off. She did not seem to think of it as being provocative. The way she saw it, she had assets and was simply using them to her best advantage. She enjoyed attention and never had to pay for drinks. Other women never liked her much, but she did not really care. She felt that they were just jealous. She never suspected that her family members were setting her up. She was too self involved to notice anyway.
She spent the whole night drinking wine. She was half drunk when the challenge came for the dart game. She agreed to play, barely knowing what she was doing. Of course, she was so drunk that she could barely even hit the dart board. She played against her mother, who was a pretty good darts player anyway. She beat Eva badly. Once she was beaten, the word consequences was mentioned. Eva barely caught on to what was being said. She was walked to the centre of the pub and sat down. She was about to sober up very quickly. She was about to get something that she could never have expected.
Before she knew it, a chair was brought out and she was pushed to take a seat in it. She fell into it and laughed. Before she knew what was happening, her grandmother grabbed her wrists and handcuffed them both to the rungs of the chair behind her back. “hey, wait,” she tried to protest,” What are you doing?,” she spluttered. “Just getting you ready for your punishment my dear,” her grandmother replied with a grin. “Punishment? What is this? What do you mean?,” she rambled. No one replied. Everyone just smiled and laughed knowingly. Eva now began to worry about what was about to happen. Her mother, Stella, seemed have momentarily disappeared. Eva’s head darted around. She had a troubled look on her furrowed forehead. Stella had just gone to get some special containers, Eva would find out the hard way what they contained. Eva was now helpless to whatever they had planned for her.
In the meantime, her grandmother went behind the bar and grabbed two of the hoses that were used to dispense beer. She pulled and stretched them out, aiming them at Eva. She then pulled the triggers at hr granddaughter. A heavy carbonated spray of beer sprayed Eva. Eva screamed loudly. It was very cold and quite unexpected. Her hands were literally tied so she was unable to guard herself against the spray in any way. Her grandmother hosed her down in the awful smelling beer. It sprayed in her face as she shrieked, squirmed and sputtered. It soaked her hair and washed down her face. Her grandmother aimed the beer up and down her body. She did not let up at all, spraying Eva’s body up and down. She aimed squarely at Eva’s large breasts. The beer sprayed and sputtered all over. Her dress becoming more and more soaked by the moment. The dress was soaked completely and began to cling tightly around Eva’s luscious body. It became almost see through. As her breasts were sprayed, it became clear to anyone watching closely that Eva had chosen not to wear a bra today. The dress was soaked. The shape of her large nipples could be seen straight through her dress. It was clear, possibly due to the coldness of the liquid that was all over her, that her nipples were already erect. They were hard as rocks. They looked almost aroused. Eva shivered as the beer dripped down her soaked body and hair. She looked up at her grandmother and furiously glared at her. Her grandmother just gave a satisfied smile as she looked down at Eva. She looked like a drowned rat.
Eva’s mother now emerged with a gigantic trifle in her hand. It was all in a plastic bowl. It was filled with whipped cream, custard, jelly, sponge and fruit cocktail. The serving size could have probably fed twenty without any problem. She walked towards Eva carrying the trifle in one hand. She sauntered over as the customers applauded her. Eva spotted her out of the corner of her eye. “ No, Mum, please, what are you doing? You can’t..” “I think you’ll find that I can and I will,” Stella said sarcastically. She took the trifle and softly pushed it into her sexy daughter’s face. Eva’s squealed her muffled as she received a face full of the delicious trifle. Her mother then straddled her daughter, pushing it harder into her face. The trifle squashed against her face and began to dribble down her neck and onto her chest. Stella pulled back for an instant. Eva’s face was covered in custard and cream. Stella then pushed more of the trifle straight into Eva’s heaving chest, smearing her breasts in trifle. Jelly dribbled out onto her bosom. Some jelly then fell out and fell straight into Eva’s cleavage. She could feel the jelly inside her dress, against her large boobs. She could feel it between her breasts. Her mother then took what was left of the trifle and placed the bowl on top of Eva’s head, letting the remains fall out on her. She then took a large handful of the jelly in her hands. She then pushed it into Eva’s chest, rubbing the jelly around on her daughter’s breasts.
Her half sister Leanne now came forward with a container filled with egg salad. The eggs in it could be smelled from quite a distance. They smelled rotten. The stench was disgusting. “Smells like Eva,” Leanne teased. The two had slept with the same men before, so their relationship was not always the easiest. The trifle covered Eva glared up at Leanne. Leanne gave a sarcastic smile. She approached her half sister and tipped the container over. The disgusting slimy yellow substance fell in large blobs from the container and landed on Eva. She squealed as the egg salad poured over her face and all over the front of her body. Loads of tit poured into the top of her dress. Because of the size of her breasts and the way that she liked to show them off, there was a huge amount of space at the top of her dress that was allowing large amounts of mess to make its way inside of her dress. Bits of smelly yellow rotten egg salad stuck all over Eva’s face and body. Loads of it stuck to her face directly. She tried to wiggle and wriggle her face around, but she could do little to remove the egg as her hands were tied. She coughed and gagged. The smell and taste of the rotten egg filled her senses.
Her grandmother now approached her. It seemed to be an assembly line of Eva’s family getting ready to humiliate her. Her grandmother carried a tub of vanilla, chocolate and strawberry ice cream along with and ice cream scoop. Eva was about to get chilly. She gave a satisfied look as she approached her granddaughter. She reached in and took the first scoop of ice cream out. She pushed the scoop on the top of Eva’s head slightly to the left. She pushed it down and released, ensuring that the scoop of ice cream suitably stuck in place on her head. She then took another scoop and placed it right next to the first on top of Eva’s head. The ice cream began to melt immediately from the heat from Eva’s body. She then took a few more scoops and placed them onto Eva’s lap and on her thighs. Eva squealed and shrieked at the coldness of the ice cream against her skin. Two more were placed on each of her knees. The ice cream scoop was then pushed between her legs, up her skirt. A scoop of ice cream was placed between her legs. Her grandmother then gently pulled open the front of her top and began dropping scoops of ice cream down between her breasts. They rolled down the front of her stomach, all the way to the top of her dress. She then closed the dress, causing the ice cream to smush against Eva’s body. She then took three more scoops of ice cream and placed them on top of Eva’s breasts. By now the ice cream had really began to melt. Streaks of brown pink and white trickled down Eva’s face and body.
Her mother’s turn was next. She carried over a large bucket of custard. She smiled at her daughter as she carried it over. She went behind Eva and winked slyly. She lifted the custard and began to pour it on Eva. In an instant the thick yellow custard fell onto Eva’s head. It poured over her very distinctive forehead and soon covered her entire head. She could only close her eyes as she all but disappeared behind the wave of thick custard. It poured over her shapely form. In a moment, only her shape could really be seen beneath the custard that covered her. She let out a muted moan. She could not deny that the feeling of the custard all over her body was not entirely unpleasant. She was totally coated from head to toe. She shook her head as best she could, only small bits of custard fell off of her.
Next was Leanne again. She carried a bucket that contained coleslaw. It was thick and truly disgusting. It smelled awful and would have tasted awful as well. “You really do stink,” Leanne said mockingly. She held the container in front of Eva’s face and let her get a good look, and a good smell. She then tipped the container slightly and pushed it into Eva’s face as hard as she could. She twisted it around in her face as she laughed heartily. She enjoyed trashing the younger, much better looking Eva. Coleslaw was now all over Eva’s breasts and face. Eva was now up close and personal with the foul smelling, slimy, gloppy white mess. It was all over her nose, forehead and mouth. She struggled desperately to get rid of as much of it as she could, but it proved very difficult. She tried desperately any way she could to get the coleslaw off of her face. It was hilarious sight to those who were watching. They were roaring with laughter at her humiliation.
It was gran’s turn again. She had a big bucket of porridge ready for Eva. She walked over and stood behind Eva. She played to the crowd making gestures behind Eva’s back, making fun of her. She then raised the bucket and let the porridge slowly make its way over Eva. The texture was uneven. Parts of the porridge were quite lumpy while other parts were runny. There was tons of it though. It slowly plopped down onto Eva. It seemed to take ages as it slowly poured onto her. It was almost grey in colour. It was cold and quite clammy in feeling. It had probably been sitting around awhile. It was stodgy and gross. Eva knew her grandmother was a total bitch. She took pleasure in humiliating people, so this was no surprise, She was really playing up to the crowd.
Stella now emerged again. She announced that this would be the final bucket, much to Eva’s relief. That was the good news for Eva. The bad news was that the bucket was filled with pig slop. The crowd cheered and whistled. Everyone then started chanting the word slop. “Slop, slop, slop,” everyone repeated. “Noooo!,” Eva shouted,” This is disgusting,” She had no idea how disgusting. The slop was real and not a copy. It was truly disgusting. Eva’s head spun with anger and embarrassment. Her own mother was about to pour a bucket of pig slop over her head in front of the whole town. She was very angry indeed. Her mother stood with the bucket held over her. The crowd still was chanting. All of her family joined in as well. Stella decided that it was time. She raised the bucket and began to pour. The slop was really a sight to behold. It was yellow with orange and green chunks in it. Stella poured it down onto her daughter. She was literally slopping her daughter. The slop poured onto Eva’s head and down her face. Everyone cheered as they watched the slop pour down onto the sexy woman sat in the chair. The slop smelled awful as well. Soon it was all over Eva. Everyone cheered and laughed as the last of the slop fell onto Eva. “Eww, that stinks,” some of the people said.
Finally Eva was uncuffed and let free. She quickly pushed off some of the mess and then angrily trudged past the bar to where she lived, she went straight for the shower. She spent the next forty five minutes cleaning the filthy mess from her shapely body. She cleaned and scrubbed herself for what seemed like ages. She did not want to show her face for some time after this. She was totally embarrassed. She figured she would never get a date again this way.
Eva has worked for a long time as a barmaid. She lives with her mother and grandmother. She also had a half sister named Leanne. Eva was very popular as a barmaid. Her claim to fame was her enormous bosoms. They were absolutely gigantic and she had no problem flaunting them for the men. She always got the best tips as a result. In her family, because of all the females in the house, there was always arguing and taking the mick out of one another.
There had been quite a few gungings on the street by this time. This is what made Eva’s family hatch the idea that they should do the same to her. The idea of pouring mess all over Eva was something that her family found hilarious. Eva was a right diva in their eyes. She was vain and a bit self absorbed. She was very into her appearance. Her clothes, hair and makeup were very important to Eva. She would spend hours getting ready in the morning. They knew how much she was hate getting messy. This would make it even more funny for them. Eva’s reaction was going to be priceless for sure. They just had to come up with a way to set her up. They decided that it would have to take place in the pub. They decided that a good starting point would be to get Eva drunk. This would not be hard, because Eva drank heavily and often. She was tipsy a good amount of the time anyway. They decided that they would then convince her to play a game. They would not tell her the consequences of losing until after she lost. They would challenge her to darts. She stunk anyway, but throwing darts in an inebriated state would guarantee that she would lose.
Eva wore a sparkly red dress that evening. As always, it showed off her insanely large breasts. She was not shy about showing them off. She did not seem to think of it as being provocative. The way she saw it, she had assets and was simply using them to her best advantage. She enjoyed attention and never had to pay for drinks. Other women never liked her much, but she did not really care. She felt that they were just jealous. She never suspected that her family members were setting her up. She was too self involved to notice anyway.
She spent the whole night drinking wine. She was half drunk when the challenge came for the dart game. She agreed to play, barely knowing what she was doing. Of course, she was so drunk that she could barely even hit the dart board. She played against her mother, who was a pretty good darts player anyway. She beat Eva badly. Once she was beaten, the word consequences was mentioned. Eva barely caught on to what was being said. She was walked to the centre of the pub and sat down. She was about to sober up very quickly. She was about to get something that she could never have expected.
Before she knew it, a chair was brought out and she was pushed to take a seat in it. She fell into it and laughed. Before she knew what was happening, her grandmother grabbed her wrists and handcuffed them both to the rungs of the chair behind her back. “hey, wait,” she tried to protest,” What are you doing?,” she spluttered. “Just getting you ready for your punishment my dear,” her grandmother replied with a grin. “Punishment? What is this? What do you mean?,” she rambled. No one replied. Everyone just smiled and laughed knowingly. Eva now began to worry about what was about to happen. Her mother, Stella, seemed have momentarily disappeared. Eva’s head darted around. She had a troubled look on her furrowed forehead. Stella had just gone to get some special containers, Eva would find out the hard way what they contained. Eva was now helpless to whatever they had planned for her.
In the meantime, her grandmother went behind the bar and grabbed two of the hoses that were used to dispense beer. She pulled and stretched them out, aiming them at Eva. She then pulled the triggers at hr granddaughter. A heavy carbonated spray of beer sprayed Eva. Eva screamed loudly. It was very cold and quite unexpected. Her hands were literally tied so she was unable to guard herself against the spray in any way. Her grandmother hosed her down in the awful smelling beer. It sprayed in her face as she shrieked, squirmed and sputtered. It soaked her hair and washed down her face. Her grandmother aimed the beer up and down her body. She did not let up at all, spraying Eva’s body up and down. She aimed squarely at Eva’s large breasts. The beer sprayed and sputtered all over. Her dress becoming more and more soaked by the moment. The dress was soaked completely and began to cling tightly around Eva’s luscious body. It became almost see through. As her breasts were sprayed, it became clear to anyone watching closely that Eva had chosen not to wear a bra today. The dress was soaked. The shape of her large nipples could be seen straight through her dress. It was clear, possibly due to the coldness of the liquid that was all over her, that her nipples were already erect. They were hard as rocks. They looked almost aroused. Eva shivered as the beer dripped down her soaked body and hair. She looked up at her grandmother and furiously glared at her. Her grandmother just gave a satisfied smile as she looked down at Eva. She looked like a drowned rat.
Eva’s mother now emerged with a gigantic trifle in her hand. It was all in a plastic bowl. It was filled with whipped cream, custard, jelly, sponge and fruit cocktail. The serving size could have probably fed twenty without any problem. She walked towards Eva carrying the trifle in one hand. She sauntered over as the customers applauded her. Eva spotted her out of the corner of her eye. “ No, Mum, please, what are you doing? You can’t..” “I think you’ll find that I can and I will,” Stella said sarcastically. She took the trifle and softly pushed it into her sexy daughter’s face. Eva’s squealed her muffled as she received a face full of the delicious trifle. Her mother then straddled her daughter, pushing it harder into her face. The trifle squashed against her face and began to dribble down her neck and onto her chest. Stella pulled back for an instant. Eva’s face was covered in custard and cream. Stella then pushed more of the trifle straight into Eva’s heaving chest, smearing her breasts in trifle. Jelly dribbled out onto her bosom. Some jelly then fell out and fell straight into Eva’s cleavage. She could feel the jelly inside her dress, against her large boobs. She could feel it between her breasts. Her mother then took what was left of the trifle and placed the bowl on top of Eva’s head, letting the remains fall out on her. She then took a large handful of the jelly in her hands. She then pushed it into Eva’s chest, rubbing the jelly around on her daughter’s breasts.
Her half sister Leanne now came forward with a container filled with egg salad. The eggs in it could be smelled from quite a distance. They smelled rotten. The stench was disgusting. “Smells like Eva,” Leanne teased. The two had slept with the same men before, so their relationship was not always the easiest. The trifle covered Eva glared up at Leanne. Leanne gave a sarcastic smile. She approached her half sister and tipped the container over. The disgusting slimy yellow substance fell in large blobs from the container and landed on Eva. She squealed as the egg salad poured over her face and all over the front of her body. Loads of tit poured into the top of her dress. Because of the size of her breasts and the way that she liked to show them off, there was a huge amount of space at the top of her dress that was allowing large amounts of mess to make its way inside of her dress. Bits of smelly yellow rotten egg salad stuck all over Eva’s face and body. Loads of it stuck to her face directly. She tried to wiggle and wriggle her face around, but she could do little to remove the egg as her hands were tied. She coughed and gagged. The smell and taste of the rotten egg filled her senses.
Her grandmother now approached her. It seemed to be an assembly line of Eva’s family getting ready to humiliate her. Her grandmother carried a tub of vanilla, chocolate and strawberry ice cream along with and ice cream scoop. Eva was about to get chilly. She gave a satisfied look as she approached her granddaughter. She reached in and took the first scoop of ice cream out. She pushed the scoop on the top of Eva’s head slightly to the left. She pushed it down and released, ensuring that the scoop of ice cream suitably stuck in place on her head. She then took another scoop and placed it right next to the first on top of Eva’s head. The ice cream began to melt immediately from the heat from Eva’s body. She then took a few more scoops and placed them onto Eva’s lap and on her thighs. Eva squealed and shrieked at the coldness of the ice cream against her skin. Two more were placed on each of her knees. The ice cream scoop was then pushed between her legs, up her skirt. A scoop of ice cream was placed between her legs. Her grandmother then gently pulled open the front of her top and began dropping scoops of ice cream down between her breasts. They rolled down the front of her stomach, all the way to the top of her dress. She then closed the dress, causing the ice cream to smush against Eva’s body. She then took three more scoops of ice cream and placed them on top of Eva’s breasts. By now the ice cream had really began to melt. Streaks of brown pink and white trickled down Eva’s face and body.
Her mother’s turn was next. She carried over a large bucket of custard. She smiled at her daughter as she carried it over. She went behind Eva and winked slyly. She lifted the custard and began to pour it on Eva. In an instant the thick yellow custard fell onto Eva’s head. It poured over her very distinctive forehead and soon covered her entire head. She could only close her eyes as she all but disappeared behind the wave of thick custard. It poured over her shapely form. In a moment, only her shape could really be seen beneath the custard that covered her. She let out a muted moan. She could not deny that the feeling of the custard all over her body was not entirely unpleasant. She was totally coated from head to toe. She shook her head as best she could, only small bits of custard fell off of her.
Next was Leanne again. She carried a bucket that contained coleslaw. It was thick and truly disgusting. It smelled awful and would have tasted awful as well. “You really do stink,” Leanne said mockingly. She held the container in front of Eva’s face and let her get a good look, and a good smell. She then tipped the container slightly and pushed it into Eva’s face as hard as she could. She twisted it around in her face as she laughed heartily. She enjoyed trashing the younger, much better looking Eva. Coleslaw was now all over Eva’s breasts and face. Eva was now up close and personal with the foul smelling, slimy, gloppy white mess. It was all over her nose, forehead and mouth. She struggled desperately to get rid of as much of it as she could, but it proved very difficult. She tried desperately any way she could to get the coleslaw off of her face. It was hilarious sight to those who were watching. They were roaring with laughter at her humiliation.
It was gran’s turn again. She had a big bucket of porridge ready for Eva. She walked over and stood behind Eva. She played to the crowd making gestures behind Eva’s back, making fun of her. She then raised the bucket and let the porridge slowly make its way over Eva. The texture was uneven. Parts of the porridge were quite lumpy while other parts were runny. There was tons of it though. It slowly plopped down onto Eva. It seemed to take ages as it slowly poured onto her. It was almost grey in colour. It was cold and quite clammy in feeling. It had probably been sitting around awhile. It was stodgy and gross. Eva knew her grandmother was a total bitch. She took pleasure in humiliating people, so this was no surprise, She was really playing up to the crowd.
Stella now emerged again. She announced that this would be the final bucket, much to Eva’s relief. That was the good news for Eva. The bad news was that the bucket was filled with pig slop. The crowd cheered and whistled. Everyone then started chanting the word slop. “Slop, slop, slop,” everyone repeated. “Noooo!,” Eva shouted,” This is disgusting,” She had no idea how disgusting. The slop was real and not a copy. It was truly disgusting. Eva’s head spun with anger and embarrassment. Her own mother was about to pour a bucket of pig slop over her head in front of the whole town. She was very angry indeed. Her mother stood with the bucket held over her. The crowd still was chanting. All of her family joined in as well. Stella decided that it was time. She raised the bucket and began to pour. The slop was really a sight to behold. It was yellow with orange and green chunks in it. Stella poured it down onto her daughter. She was literally slopping her daughter. The slop poured onto Eva’s head and down her face. Everyone cheered as they watched the slop pour down onto the sexy woman sat in the chair. The slop smelled awful as well. Soon it was all over Eva. Everyone cheered and laughed as the last of the slop fell onto Eva. “Eww, that stinks,” some of the people said.
Finally Eva was uncuffed and let free. She quickly pushed off some of the mess and then angrily trudged past the bar to where she lived, she went straight for the shower. She spent the next forty five minutes cleaning the filthy mess from her shapely body. She cleaned and scrubbed herself for what seemed like ages. She did not want to show her face for some time after this. She was totally embarrassed. She figured she would never get a date again this way.
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