Carol Seaver Sibling Rivalry (Tracey Gold)
Carol Seaver and her brother Mike always had a bit of a rivalry. He was always calling her fat and nerdy and she was always calling him stupid. Of course, there was nothing fat or ugly about Carol. She was very attractive and had an incredible body. He just would say things to her because he knew that it wound her up. The two loved to tease each other and play jokes. When a show came on the air about sibling rivalry with messy consequences, the two jumped at the chance. Each wanted the opportunity to totally embarrass the other on national television. It would be a huge bragging point and feather in the cap of the person who would claim victory.
Carol vs. Mike would prove an epic battle on the show. A huge key would be what type of games were being played on the day. If the games were mental games then Carole would have the advantage. If the games were physical then it would be to Mike’s advantage. Unfortunately for Carol, the games that were played were all to Mike’s advantage. Carol did not have very good coordination. It all went in Mike’s favour. It was best of five and Carol lost the first three. After the second game was lost, Carol knew that she was in deep trouble and that her brother was going to get the better of her. She would have tried to cheat, but there was no way to.
When Carol lost the third game she looked dejected. She looked over and saw Mike grinning from ear to ear. He was going to get to humiliate his sister on national television. Carol blushed. Her mouth fell open and she bit her lip, looking totally embarrassed. Carol knew that her whole family and everyone that she knew was going to be watching this and would see what was about to occur. Carol really had no idea what she was about to face. Mike was already loving every minute of this. Carol was wearing a pair of brown tweed trousers and a pink sweater. It was a very 80’s looking outfit. Carol did not realize it but the trousers that she was wearing were showing off her amazing backside to no end.
Carol was now lead over to the area where the mess would happen. She did not have much time to react. Carol was hurried over to the other side of the studio. She did not know what she was looking at or what lay ahead. “Ok,” the host said,” We have some special devices set up for Carol today. Some of them are brand new. They are never before seen exclusives. So, you should feel very special indeed Carol,” he said. “Oh yeah, I am overjoyed,” she replied sarcastically,” I am so lucky,” she said.
“First, Carol will be walking the plank,” the host explained. What was revealed was a long plank of wood attached to a crank. The plank extended across what looked like a deep messy pool. The pool was at least waist deep on most people and was quite long across as well. It was deeper than the get your own back tank but not quite as wide. It was filled with thick blue and green gunge. Carol caught a glimpse of the whole thing. She covered her face in her hands in shock. She shook her head, not believing what she was seeing. Mike laughed and shook his hands in the air, even doing a little celebration dance. “Ok, Carol, time to walk the plank,” the host said. Mike was lead over to the crank. The crank controlled the plank. As it was cranked, the plank would become more and more vertical. There would come a point where it was entirely vertical. Carol would be doing all she could to try and hold on and avoid plunging into the blue and green gunge that lay below her.
Carol was reluctant but was encouraged, almost pushed out onto the plank. Carol put her feet on the edge of the plank and looked out ahead of her. She took a deep breath. The plank looked very precarious. Plus, she was not the most coordinated person at the best of times. She was nudged by the host and made to walk forward on the plank. She wobbled as she tiptoed forward. She stretched her arms out in an attempt to try and steady herself. Her hips wobbled and she almost fell a couple of times as she was made to walk further and further across the plank. The plank was strong enough to hold her body weight and she was able to steady herself as she reached the end of the plank. She looked downwards and cringed as she saw the gigantic tank of slimy gunge that awaited her below. If she played her cards right she could keep her balance, but Mike was about to start to crank his sister downwards.
Mike began to turn the crank. The plank began to move. The side that Carol was on began to tip towards the gunge below. Carol nearly lost her balance and fell in immediately, but was able to steady herself. Mike turned the crank slowly. It was prolonging the agony, delaying the inevitable. Carol wobbled, holding her arms out wide, trying to steady her body weight. The plank continued to move. Carol began to slide. She tried to reposition herself as best she could, still hoping that she may be able to hold on somehow. She fell backwards and slid as she was cranked further and further. She fell but managed to grab a hold of the plank. She ended up with her arms and legs wrapped around the plank. Hugging it, gripping it as tightly as she could. Her body clutching at the plank, but it was still moving. It was getting to the point where it was almost vertical. It was now obvious that Carol would not be able to hold on much longer, as hard as she tried. Mike cranked again. She could not fight gravity. She could no longer hold on. Her body slide down the plank. She fell downwards and plunged into the gunge pool with a thud and a large splash, her body displacing some of the gunge. She disappeared completely underneath the gunge. Mike ran over to get a better look. Carol stayed underneath for a moment before her head emerged from the pool. She coughed and sputtered, quickly clearing her eyes. Her curly hair covered in gunge stuck to her head. Her face dripping in gunge. Her clothes were totally covered in the sloppy slimy substance. Mike just smiled and laughed. Carol frowned and glared at him. “Well, wasn’t that amazing. Join us after the break when we see more mess for our loser. See you after the break,” the host said.
During the break, Carol was helped out of the gunge and set up for the next punishment. What was to come next was the wheel of torture. Carol was told to lie down on her back on the large spinning wheel. Her ankles and wrists were strapped in. She was now spread eagle staring up at the ceiling. Mike bent over and said,” Comfy there, Sis?,” with a chuckle. Carol shook her head angrily, swearing at him under her breath. She was totally helpless at her brother’s hands. Her clothes and hair already soaked with gunge. She already had pulled a handful of gunge out of her panties. Several medium sized buckets were now produced. The host gave the wheel a spin. Carol held her breath and closed her eyes. Her body began to spin around on the wheel. Mike picked up the first bucket and tossed it at his sister. He aimed it at her face. He learned now that he had to aim in front of something on the wheel in order for it to hit, as it was moving at a decent clip. The bucket had light blue gunge in it. It spurted across Carol’s face and went across the wheel.
He then picked up a second bucket. This one had slurry in it. It was a redish brown. He aimed and poured it. It landed right across Carol’s thighs and up what could only be described as her camel toe. All over her brown trousers. He grabbed the next bucket and dumped it across her chest, over her top and across her neck and chin. It was filled with yellow gunge. The mess splattered as it hit the moving wheel. It began to make a sort of tie dye effect across the wheel and the woman who lay across it. The next bucket had what appeared to be bean dip in it. Mike tossed it on his sister. It landed across the length of one leg and off the other hip. It was thick and almost purple. Mike then tossed the contents of the final bucket onto his sister. It was bright pink gunge this time. Again it was directed into Carol’s face. This time it was more on target, splattering Carol in the face. The wheel then came to a gradual stop. Mike smiled and looked down at his trashed sister. Carol was kept in place for the time being. Eventually, Carol was unstrapped. She sat up, bending her knee. She wiped some of the mess from her face and let some of it drip from her body. Mike could not stop laughing at what he had done to his sister and there was more to come. The show went to another commercial break.
The next event was set up for Carol during the break. The host welcomed everyone back to the show. “What we have next is something we called the pie cycle.” The camera cut away and showed what the pie cycle was. It was not a real bike, but one that would be straddled by the person and the bike would be switched on and move the person through a special path with surprises along the way. Carol was told to take a seat. The seat was quite high and she was quite slippery with the mess that was already on her. She had trouble getting in place. When she climbed on it, she realized that she could not sit on it like a normal bike. This was how it was designed. Carol’s face and arms stretched in front, hands on the handle bars. Her backside was high in the air and her back was arched. It was not exactly the most comfortable position in the world to be in. Carol looked ahead. She could guess what was in store for her. She was on the bike, it was about time that she received the pies. Once again, it would be her brother Mike who would be having the control. Mike was position at a podium with a sort of joystick on it. He would be able to control when the pies came and from which direction they came from. It was almost like a videogame. He was able to target Carol as he chose.
The bike started off. Carol did not fully know what to expect. This time the pies that would be coming were of different varieties; banana, chocolate , cherry, apple cream etc. The bike started off. Carol looked forward, gripping the handle bars. It moved forward. A boink noise rang out and pie flew forwards straight into Carol’s head. It stuck in place and then another flew hitting her halfway between her shoulder and her face, knocking the first pie plate away. She moved forward as another pie hit her on the side of the head. Another then flew upwards, exploding between her crotch and chest. Another fell from above, landing on top of her head. The next smashed into her arched back. Each pie leaving a trail of cream and pie filling. Trails of pie shaped blotches covered her. The next hit the back of Carol’s thighs. The next one flew with great force straight into her backside. It landed with a thud. This elicited great laughter from everyone watching. The next pie hit in the same place followed by two more in succession. Pie plates sticking to Carol’s posterior. Next her body was peppered with pies. They came from above and below. The final two pies smashed into Carol’s face. The bike finally stopped. An extreme close up was shown of the pie plate stuck on Carol’s backside. That was a view that many guys who knew her would likely have wanted to see for a while.
She was allowed to step off the bike. She was covered from head to toe in multicoloured creamy mess. She was speechless. She was totally humbled. Mike just pointed and laughed at her. “Looking good, Sis,” he mocked. A full shot was shown of Carol covered in the mess. The shot started at her feet and panned upwards, showing her entire body. She was then made to turn around and the same shot was done again.
“So, Mike was given the opportunity of a lifetime. Carol paid the consequences. That is what happens with sibling rivalry. Join us again next time to see much more. See you soon,” the host said.
Carol Seaver and her brother Mike always had a bit of a rivalry. He was always calling her fat and nerdy and she was always calling him stupid. Of course, there was nothing fat or ugly about Carol. She was very attractive and had an incredible body. He just would say things to her because he knew that it wound her up. The two loved to tease each other and play jokes. When a show came on the air about sibling rivalry with messy consequences, the two jumped at the chance. Each wanted the opportunity to totally embarrass the other on national television. It would be a huge bragging point and feather in the cap of the person who would claim victory.
Carol vs. Mike would prove an epic battle on the show. A huge key would be what type of games were being played on the day. If the games were mental games then Carole would have the advantage. If the games were physical then it would be to Mike’s advantage. Unfortunately for Carol, the games that were played were all to Mike’s advantage. Carol did not have very good coordination. It all went in Mike’s favour. It was best of five and Carol lost the first three. After the second game was lost, Carol knew that she was in deep trouble and that her brother was going to get the better of her. She would have tried to cheat, but there was no way to.
When Carol lost the third game she looked dejected. She looked over and saw Mike grinning from ear to ear. He was going to get to humiliate his sister on national television. Carol blushed. Her mouth fell open and she bit her lip, looking totally embarrassed. Carol knew that her whole family and everyone that she knew was going to be watching this and would see what was about to occur. Carol really had no idea what she was about to face. Mike was already loving every minute of this. Carol was wearing a pair of brown tweed trousers and a pink sweater. It was a very 80’s looking outfit. Carol did not realize it but the trousers that she was wearing were showing off her amazing backside to no end.
Carol was now lead over to the area where the mess would happen. She did not have much time to react. Carol was hurried over to the other side of the studio. She did not know what she was looking at or what lay ahead. “Ok,” the host said,” We have some special devices set up for Carol today. Some of them are brand new. They are never before seen exclusives. So, you should feel very special indeed Carol,” he said. “Oh yeah, I am overjoyed,” she replied sarcastically,” I am so lucky,” she said.
“First, Carol will be walking the plank,” the host explained. What was revealed was a long plank of wood attached to a crank. The plank extended across what looked like a deep messy pool. The pool was at least waist deep on most people and was quite long across as well. It was deeper than the get your own back tank but not quite as wide. It was filled with thick blue and green gunge. Carol caught a glimpse of the whole thing. She covered her face in her hands in shock. She shook her head, not believing what she was seeing. Mike laughed and shook his hands in the air, even doing a little celebration dance. “Ok, Carol, time to walk the plank,” the host said. Mike was lead over to the crank. The crank controlled the plank. As it was cranked, the plank would become more and more vertical. There would come a point where it was entirely vertical. Carol would be doing all she could to try and hold on and avoid plunging into the blue and green gunge that lay below her.
Carol was reluctant but was encouraged, almost pushed out onto the plank. Carol put her feet on the edge of the plank and looked out ahead of her. She took a deep breath. The plank looked very precarious. Plus, she was not the most coordinated person at the best of times. She was nudged by the host and made to walk forward on the plank. She wobbled as she tiptoed forward. She stretched her arms out in an attempt to try and steady herself. Her hips wobbled and she almost fell a couple of times as she was made to walk further and further across the plank. The plank was strong enough to hold her body weight and she was able to steady herself as she reached the end of the plank. She looked downwards and cringed as she saw the gigantic tank of slimy gunge that awaited her below. If she played her cards right she could keep her balance, but Mike was about to start to crank his sister downwards.
Mike began to turn the crank. The plank began to move. The side that Carol was on began to tip towards the gunge below. Carol nearly lost her balance and fell in immediately, but was able to steady herself. Mike turned the crank slowly. It was prolonging the agony, delaying the inevitable. Carol wobbled, holding her arms out wide, trying to steady her body weight. The plank continued to move. Carol began to slide. She tried to reposition herself as best she could, still hoping that she may be able to hold on somehow. She fell backwards and slid as she was cranked further and further. She fell but managed to grab a hold of the plank. She ended up with her arms and legs wrapped around the plank. Hugging it, gripping it as tightly as she could. Her body clutching at the plank, but it was still moving. It was getting to the point where it was almost vertical. It was now obvious that Carol would not be able to hold on much longer, as hard as she tried. Mike cranked again. She could not fight gravity. She could no longer hold on. Her body slide down the plank. She fell downwards and plunged into the gunge pool with a thud and a large splash, her body displacing some of the gunge. She disappeared completely underneath the gunge. Mike ran over to get a better look. Carol stayed underneath for a moment before her head emerged from the pool. She coughed and sputtered, quickly clearing her eyes. Her curly hair covered in gunge stuck to her head. Her face dripping in gunge. Her clothes were totally covered in the sloppy slimy substance. Mike just smiled and laughed. Carol frowned and glared at him. “Well, wasn’t that amazing. Join us after the break when we see more mess for our loser. See you after the break,” the host said.
During the break, Carol was helped out of the gunge and set up for the next punishment. What was to come next was the wheel of torture. Carol was told to lie down on her back on the large spinning wheel. Her ankles and wrists were strapped in. She was now spread eagle staring up at the ceiling. Mike bent over and said,” Comfy there, Sis?,” with a chuckle. Carol shook her head angrily, swearing at him under her breath. She was totally helpless at her brother’s hands. Her clothes and hair already soaked with gunge. She already had pulled a handful of gunge out of her panties. Several medium sized buckets were now produced. The host gave the wheel a spin. Carol held her breath and closed her eyes. Her body began to spin around on the wheel. Mike picked up the first bucket and tossed it at his sister. He aimed it at her face. He learned now that he had to aim in front of something on the wheel in order for it to hit, as it was moving at a decent clip. The bucket had light blue gunge in it. It spurted across Carol’s face and went across the wheel.
He then picked up a second bucket. This one had slurry in it. It was a redish brown. He aimed and poured it. It landed right across Carol’s thighs and up what could only be described as her camel toe. All over her brown trousers. He grabbed the next bucket and dumped it across her chest, over her top and across her neck and chin. It was filled with yellow gunge. The mess splattered as it hit the moving wheel. It began to make a sort of tie dye effect across the wheel and the woman who lay across it. The next bucket had what appeared to be bean dip in it. Mike tossed it on his sister. It landed across the length of one leg and off the other hip. It was thick and almost purple. Mike then tossed the contents of the final bucket onto his sister. It was bright pink gunge this time. Again it was directed into Carol’s face. This time it was more on target, splattering Carol in the face. The wheel then came to a gradual stop. Mike smiled and looked down at his trashed sister. Carol was kept in place for the time being. Eventually, Carol was unstrapped. She sat up, bending her knee. She wiped some of the mess from her face and let some of it drip from her body. Mike could not stop laughing at what he had done to his sister and there was more to come. The show went to another commercial break.
The next event was set up for Carol during the break. The host welcomed everyone back to the show. “What we have next is something we called the pie cycle.” The camera cut away and showed what the pie cycle was. It was not a real bike, but one that would be straddled by the person and the bike would be switched on and move the person through a special path with surprises along the way. Carol was told to take a seat. The seat was quite high and she was quite slippery with the mess that was already on her. She had trouble getting in place. When she climbed on it, she realized that she could not sit on it like a normal bike. This was how it was designed. Carol’s face and arms stretched in front, hands on the handle bars. Her backside was high in the air and her back was arched. It was not exactly the most comfortable position in the world to be in. Carol looked ahead. She could guess what was in store for her. She was on the bike, it was about time that she received the pies. Once again, it would be her brother Mike who would be having the control. Mike was position at a podium with a sort of joystick on it. He would be able to control when the pies came and from which direction they came from. It was almost like a videogame. He was able to target Carol as he chose.
The bike started off. Carol did not fully know what to expect. This time the pies that would be coming were of different varieties; banana, chocolate , cherry, apple cream etc. The bike started off. Carol looked forward, gripping the handle bars. It moved forward. A boink noise rang out and pie flew forwards straight into Carol’s head. It stuck in place and then another flew hitting her halfway between her shoulder and her face, knocking the first pie plate away. She moved forward as another pie hit her on the side of the head. Another then flew upwards, exploding between her crotch and chest. Another fell from above, landing on top of her head. The next smashed into her arched back. Each pie leaving a trail of cream and pie filling. Trails of pie shaped blotches covered her. The next hit the back of Carol’s thighs. The next one flew with great force straight into her backside. It landed with a thud. This elicited great laughter from everyone watching. The next pie hit in the same place followed by two more in succession. Pie plates sticking to Carol’s posterior. Next her body was peppered with pies. They came from above and below. The final two pies smashed into Carol’s face. The bike finally stopped. An extreme close up was shown of the pie plate stuck on Carol’s backside. That was a view that many guys who knew her would likely have wanted to see for a while.
She was allowed to step off the bike. She was covered from head to toe in multicoloured creamy mess. She was speechless. She was totally humbled. Mike just pointed and laughed at her. “Looking good, Sis,” he mocked. A full shot was shown of Carol covered in the mess. The shot started at her feet and panned upwards, showing her entire body. She was then made to turn around and the same shot was done again.
“So, Mike was given the opportunity of a lifetime. Carol paid the consequences. That is what happens with sibling rivalry. Join us again next time to see much more. See you soon,” the host said.
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