Becky Mantin voted

 

Becky Mantin voted

Becky Mantin was a weather forecaster for the news. She was pretty gorgeous. She had short blonde hair and a very sexy curvy figure. She was someone that everyone at the station secretly fancied. She was adorable. She was also very cute and could be cheeky and flirty. She had a lovely personality as well. She was very kind and sweet. All of this, ironically enough, made her a very popular choice when the chance came around for a messy vote for comic relief at the station. She along with a few of the other personalities were put up for a public vote. Whoever received the most votes would end up getting covered in mess for charity. Many of her colleagues were routing for Becky to be the unlucky one to end up covered in sloppy mess. She was very embarrassed about the whole thing. She was hoping that she would not be the one to be voted into taking the mess. She was quite shy in her own way. She really did not want to be the one to get messy, but it was not in her hands. The public would be getting the choice.

Throughout the week leading up to the event, there were small segments on the network with everyone asking the public to not vote for them and stating the reasons why they should be saved. Becky stated in hers,” Please, please don’t vote for me. There are others that deserve it more than me. Who would want to see my pretty face and hair get covered in sloppy mess. It would be all over my lovely dress. Yack! Ick! It would be horrible. Please save me.” This plea actually had the opposite effect on the voting public. There were quite a few viewers who would have likely very much to see what she was describing indeed.

The day finally arrived. Becky wore a cute light blue dress with a little bow on the chest. It was a bit low cut. It was also short on the bottom which showed off her curvy calves and thighs. One could not help but think how amazing she would look dripping in messy slop. Everyone was gathered around the news desk to hear the results. The main newsreader got to do the honours of announcing who the person would be to be covered in mess. “It is the moment that we have all been waiting for. I know everyone at home has been looking forward to this all week. One of these unlucky personalities is going to end up getting covered in sloppy mess. It is time to reveal the results of the vote.” Becky was shown biting her nails and looking nervous. The anchor asked her how she was feeling. “I’m absolutely cacking myself,” she said with a nervous laugh. “Well I am able to reveal that our winner, with a majority of the votes, who you all voted to cover in mess is…. Becky Mantin.” Becky’s mouth dropped wide open. She laughed and bent her knees, bending over and then throwing her head back. She blushed and shook her head. The others looked relieved, but not surprised.

A bath tub was rolled into the studio in front of the news desk. Becky was escorted over. She lifted her leg and stepped in and then lowered her body into the bath tub. She bent her knees. It was not a huge bath tub. She was squished in, cradling her knees. The buckets and containers were then hauled in that were to be used upon her. She looked back at them. “Oh my God,” she uttered to herself as she caught a glance at some of the disgusting mess that the containers held inside of them. Her colleagues laughed as they were going to be the ones who got to dump the mess all over Becky.

Becky closed her eyes. She gritted her teeth, laughed and shook her head. “Well, thank you to everyone for voting and raising money for the charity. We really appreciate it. Now you are in for a treat. We will all get to witness Becky get completely covered in revolting mess. Becky how are you feeling?,” he asked. She laughed, “Ahh, well… I’ve been better. Please be gentle.”

They now began to take aim upon her. “Ok everyone, it’s time to let her have it.” The first colleague lifted the first bucket over Becky’s head. They tipped it slowly over. Pink slime began to trickle out of it. Becky squealed as she felt the first touch of the slime on the centre of her head. She closed her eyes as the gunge quickened its pace. It soon covered her blonde hair and began to pour down over her face and splash down upon her body. They then moved it slightly, dumping gunge down over her chest and over the rest of her body. She could feel it all over her chest and on her legs. She could feel some of it oozing down and settling beneath her body, under her behind. Gunge dripped from her nose and chin. Her blonde hair was soaked with pink gunge.

The next bucket was then tipped upon her by another of her co-workers. She could tell right away that the bucket was filled with baked beans. She cringed as she felt them pouring all over her. They smelled revolting. She could feel them dripping all over her body. The bean sauce soaked her dress and covered her legs. Beans stuck all over her face and chest. A good amount also settled on the bottom of the tub around her legs and behind. She could feel them oozing all over her. She squirmed in the tub, feeling beans all over her body. Becky also had to grab her dress around the chest at this point because it began to sag from the soaking mess. Her breasts nearly popped out.

The next bucket was filled with coleslaw. It was going to be a female colleague dumping this time. She was laughing uncontrollably. She loved the idea of getting to dump coleslaw all over Becky. She giggled as she plopped the coleslaw upon Becky’s head. She then used her hands to rub it around in her face and upon her chest. She then poured more of the disgusting slaw all over Becky’s body. It was thick and sloppy. It was stuck in her hair. Bits fell from her face and out of her mouth and nose.

The final container was filled with thick brown gravy. Becky could only brace herself for it. This container would be dispersed by an older female colleague. She did not hesitate for a second as she began to dump gravy all over the beautiful weather forecaster. Becky moved her legs in and out as she was inundated with gravy. The woman dumped it all over Becky’s body. It soaked her from head to toe. The tub was also now filled to halfway up her calves with rubbish.

The lead anchor then chimed in,” Well, I hope you all enjoyed that. I know we all certainly did. Becky, how was that for you?” She laughed. “Um… a little dirty!,” she replied. “Well, you do look a little dirty. You were a good sport though. Thanks to Becky and to everyone for voting. Goodnight.” Becky waived and laughed as the credits rolled.