Canadian soccer team revenge

 

Canadian soccer team revenge

The Canadian women’s soccer team won the gold medals in the Olympics. They defeated the United States and Sweden to win the championship. They were very happy to win the gold. It was a bit of an upset when they won. They also received another perk when they won the gold medals. They had made a little bet with the other teams that they played in the tournament. Because they won the tournament, they then got the privilege of getting to dump the most disgusting of sloppy messy food on the other teams. The organisers gathered together the leftovers and discarded food from Olympic catering.

The Swedish and American teams were gathered together. Chairs were set up next to one another. The entirety of both teams were placed on the chairs, side by side. They looked very worried and anxious. They did not love the idea of getting covered in mess by the team that had defeated them on the pitch. The Canadian team were going to have huge bragging rights forever because of this. This was really going to add insult to injury. It could not really get more embarrassing than what was about to happen. Both teams were dressed in their uniforms. Their uniforms were about to get completely covered in revolting mess. The players looked around at their teammates nervously. They spoke to one another saying that they could not believe that this was really happening.

The Canadian team emerged carrying buckets. They were laughing and gloating together. They pointed and laughed at the other two teams, teasing them about what they were about to do. This was something that they were going to relish doing. The two losing teams were about to get completely trashed.

The Canadian team took their places behind the members of the Swedish and American teams. They laughed and gloated. The players could hear them discussing how much they were going to enjoy trashing their opponents. The players were frozen in their seats. They closed their eyes and took one another’s hands, clenching them. They braced themselves for the messing that was about to come their way. There were also more containers and buckets of food placed all around to be used on the losing teams as well.

The signal was given and the Canadians began to spray the losing teams with ketchup and mustard. The ketchup was mainly for the Swedes because of their yellow jerseys and the mustard was for the Americans, as they had red jerseys. The Canadians took aim and wildly sprayed the ketchup and mustard all over the heads of the losing players. They directed it all over the tops of their heads and down their faces. Globs of red and yellow dripped from the players’ faces down their shirts and onto their shorts and legs. They could do no more than lower their heads in shame.

The Canadians then began to pour buckets of rice pudding over the losers. They were large buckets. The players moved them around, liberally dumping the rice pudding between and over multiple players. It landed all over their heads and on their uniforms and legs. Soon, there were giant steams of gloppy rice pudding all over the players.

They then took out large bottles of relish and began to unload them all over the players. The relish was lumpy, thick and green. It looked absolutely revolting. The players turned up their noses and stuck out their tongues in disgust as the green glop was dumped over them. It was followed by containers of chilli complete with beans. The chilli was poured over both teams. The greasy, sloppy mess, staining their uniforms. Blobs of chilli sticking all over their athletic bodies. To make things worse, they were then drenched with sour cream and nacho cheese sauce. The Canadians joked that they went together so well. The players were covered in the thick smooth sauces all over their bodies.

They then dumped rotten egg salad all over the women. This was sloppy and smelly. The women gagged and stuck their tongues out in absolute disgust.

Then as a special Canadian treat, the players took out bottles of maple syrup and squeezed the sticky mess out all over the losing teams. It saturated their jerseys and shorts. They then finished them off with bags of stale popcorn and chips. This stuck all over their bodies.

They then pulled a cord that was unseen before. With that a giant vat of cream tipped over and dumped all over all of the players, showering them in thick cream. They looked around at one another and laughed. The Canadian team celebrated another victory almost as big as their gold medal win.

Suranne Jones fake messing

 This is a fake mess of Suranne Jones.

Joann Willette better than I imagined

 

***WARNING*** This story contains adult and sexual content. Also, it is just a fantasy. None of it really happened. ***

Joann Willette better than I imagined

Joann Willette played Connie Lubbock on Just the ten of us, one of the great sitcoms of the late eighties. She was meant in a way to be the least attractive sister on the show, but to me, she was actually the most attractive. I always secretly fancied her. I am not sure if I was alone in this, I may have been the only one. Anyway, it was years later and I was doing things for a website involving WAM. Somehow, she had gotten wind of the site. She contacted me. I could not believe my luck. I was shocked, I almost did not believe that it was truly her at first. She confirmed that it was her and that she was the same who had played Connie Lubbock. After a while, I confessed that I had always fancied her. She was now the one who was shocked. She had never had anyone say that sort of thing to her before. She never thought of herself as someone that others would be attracted to. She was very flattered and actually a bit turned on by this. We talked more and more. The conversations became more and more explicit. She saw a picture of me and said that she was attracted to me as well. One day, she messaged saying,” I was thinking, how would you like to live out some of those naughty fantasies that you have been having all these years?” Of course, I jumped at that suggestion. We arranged to meet to do just that.

It turned out that she liked the same sort of things that I did. We really hit it off and were extremely attracted to one another. She had read some of the messy stories that I had created and she loved that idea as well. She started to send naughty messages saying how much she wanted to get dirty with me. When we did finally meet up, the anticipation had built up. We were dying to be alone together. When we met, we could barely keep our hands off of each other. She wore a jean shorts that showed off her incredible thick legs and sexy behind. She knew that these had always turned me on. When we met, we began kissing and touching one another wildly, almost instantly. We were all over each other from the start.

We grinded. Her hand fondled my penis as I fondled her thighs and behind. She then reached over and grabbed a chocolate cream pie. She held it out in front of her with both hands. She looked at me seductively, licked her lips and said, “Pie me baby. I want it. I want you to pie me so bad.” I took the pie as she placed both hands behind her back. I smiled and reached back. I then thrust my hand forward, pushing the messy pie into her face. I twisted it around. The feeling of pieing and being pied by someone you wanted so bad was as close to intercourse as anything could really be. I could feel the warmth below as I pied the woman that I had been fantasizing about for so many years. When I pulled away, the graham cracker crust crumbled around her face and fell down her chest. Her face and brown hair were covered in chocolate pudding and whipped cream. Her face was totally covered. She exhaled loudly, sending whipped cream from her nostrils. She licked her lips. She then grabbed me and we started passionately kissing. Our tongues twisting. I could taste the chocolaty pie as we kissed. Blobs of the pie dripped from her nose and forehead still.

She then pulled out a container of thick chocolate pudding. She sat on the couch, reclining. She stuck her sexy legs out and winked. She handed me the pot. I put it over her thick thighs and began tipping the pudding out all over her sexy legs. She closed her eyes and moaned as she felt me dropping the load of soft, cool, smooth pudding all over her bare legs. The delicious dessert looked even better plopped all over her thick calves and thighs. I dumped it all over them. I then leaned over and began to lick some of the pudding and her leg in the process. She leaned back further and moaned in pleasure as she felt the warm, wet caress of my tongue as well as the chocolaty pudding on her gorgeous thighs.

She then grabbed a pot of leftover spaghetti. We held it together, raising it over her head. We then tipped it over, dumping it all over her. It stuck all over her head and dripped down her body. The sauce and noodles sticking in blobs all over her. As we kissed, I could tell how hot she was getting. We fondled one another between our legs. I could feel that she was very moist. Her underwear was soaked in spots. We started undressing one another wildly. We basically tore one another’s clothes up. I pulled down her dirty panties, dropping them to the ground. I got to enjoy the site of her plump, juicy peach of a behind and the thick juicy lips of her vagina.

We then took out some thousand island salad dressing which I got to pour all over her naked body. I poured it all over her cheeks, onto her fuzzy pussy, on her stomach and onto her breasts. It looked so good all over her sexy naked body. I then took some peanut butter sauce and squeezed it all over her chunky naked body.

We could not hold out anymore. She grabbed my penis and pushed it inside of her. We wrapped our bodies around one another and became one. Covered in sweat and messy food. We pushed back and forth, my penis going deeper and deeper inside of her womanhood. The pleasure built and built until it finally erupted in an orgasm of pleasure. Our bodies exploding with cum and wildly orgasming. We had not had enough, so began to 69 afterwards. We tasted each other’s genitals. Her juicy pussy had a taste and smell that I will never forget.

She leaned over and said,” Was that everything you always imagined?” I said,” It was better than I ever could have imagined.”

Lita’s bad break up

 

Lita’s bad break up

Lita had a very bad break up with Matt Hardy. She ended up sleeping with Edge, who was a friend of his. Though all of this may not have been her fault entirely, the perception was that she was a bit of a two timing slut and was to blame for the whole thing. The result of the whole thing ended up being a very public feud in which all three were involved. Somehow, Matt was booked to lose the feud as well, which made sense only to the bookers. The people in charge were not very nice people and seemed to like it when the villain triumphed. No one was happy about this. Everyone wanted to see Matt get revenge on Lita for what she had done. There were very few who didn’t think that she deserved it. The company definitely did her and everyone else involved a disservice using their personal relationships for an angle the way they did. Really, it was them who made her look as bad as she did by making it looked like she had turned on her boyfriend for no reason to sleep with someone else. In reality, of course, the situation was much more complex than that, but they sometimes painted things in the broadest possible way.

At any rate, the fact that Lita did what she had done and had gotten away with it completely was not fair at all. This needed to be corrected somehow. A new booker came in and changed everything in the company at this time. His first order of business was fixing mistakes and righting wrongs from the previous regime. He decided that Lita was going to have to face the consequences for her actions. Her character deserved it even if she as a person may not have. She was a bit annoyed at this to say the least, but it was part of the business. For stories to make sense, if a heel did terrible things to a face, they would pay the price eventually. The previous regime did not do this though. They seemed to have a morbid fascination with embarrassing the faces, even though they were the good guys. They did things that were decidedly mean spirited often as well. Lita herself had been involved in multiple angles that were cruel and in terrible taste. Usually, she was the victim.

The set up was that Matt was in the ring. He was talking about the feud. He said that it had been really difficult for him and that he knew that it must have been very difficult for everyone else involved as well. He said that he now just wanted to move on with his life. He called Lita down to the ring. He said that he wanted to make amends and wanted to apologize. She came out, but was reluctant to join him in the ring. He reminded her that he had never harmed her in any way and that he knew that her new boyfriend would be out in a second to beat him up if he tried anything funny. She shrugged her shoulders and came down to the ring. She was wearing her typical beige/ army green cargo pants with t-back and black bra combination. Her sexy abs showing.

“Thank you for joining me. I know that there is a lot of water under the bridge. A lot of things were said and done that I am sure we all regret. I thought, you know what, he had a lot of good times and I don’t want things to end the way that they are. So, I got you a little present. A way of making up. I am so happy for you that you have moved on. This is just a little token of my gratitude.” He pulled out a cake box. It was a very large one. Lita pretended that she had fallen for it, acting like she was choked up.

She then turned to the crowd and snickered. Matt turned around to open the box. Lita then attempted to punch him in between his legs. He knew it was coming though and moved out of the way. In that movement, he also produced a massive banana cream pie from the cake box. He slammed it in Lita’s face, smushing pie all over her face, on her red hair and down her chest and stomach. She was covered in yellow pie filling and whipped cream along with the crumbling crust of the pie. She screamed wildly, throwing her hands up in anger.

Matt then pointed up and slid out of the ring. When she looked up, tons of what the WWE usually described as manure began to dump down all over her. It was dirty and smelly. It poured all over her. It covered her face and her cargo pants. Her stomach, chest and back were soaked in brown, sloppy, smelly mess. It glistened all over her. Matt held his nose and waived his hand to indicate that it smelled bad. Edge ran out, but then when he saw what became of Lita, he stopped in his tracks and backed away to the locker room. Lita was livid with the both of them. She pouted and screamed, calling them both bastards. The audience cheered and laughed as they took pictures of Lita, sat in the ring covered in mess. Matt had finally gotten the last laugh.

Pippa Middleton fake mess

 This is a fake messing of Pippa Middleton.

Winona Ryder, Christina Ricci Cher’s payback

 Winona Ryder, Christina Ricci Cher’s payback

Cher starred in the movie Mermaids in 1990. In that film, she played the mother of both Christina Ricci and Winona Ryder. During the time of the shoot, they became quite close with her. They stayed in touch throughout the years. The time had come when it was the anniversary of the release of the film. It had been 31 years since the film was released. On the set, the girls were always playing practical jokes on Cher. She decided that she would play a prank of her own on them. She devised a way to totally embarrass her on screen daughters. It was a secret fantasy that a lot of mothers had, getting their own back on and embarrassing their daughters. She wanted to embarrass them publicly in the worst way.

The two ladies were invited to attend a taping of a talk show. They were told that it would be a celebration of the anniversary of the film and that there would be surprises in store. What they weren’t told was that they could be on the receiving end of complete and total public humiliation.

The two ladies arrived at the studio, but they all looked as they did at different times. Winona looked as she did in the mid-nineties. Christina looked as she did in the early two thousands. They both looked at their peak of attractiveness. Cher looked as if she had not aged a day since 1990.

When they were welcomed to the show, they discussed different aspects of the film and the shoot as well as the fantastic relationship that they shared with their on screen mother. It was also mentioned that they loved to play jokes on her. They sheepishly apologised. “Well, Cher, I don’t know if that is going to cut it,” the host said. “I mean, it seems that you have put up with a lot from these two over the years. Just like real life daughters.” “Absolutely,” she replied. The two ladies were still smiling. “Well, I think that you should be given the opportunity to get these two back. What do you think?,” he asked. “That would be fantastic,” she replied with a knowing smile. “How would like to dump some disgusting leftovers all over your two on screen daughters here?” Winona and Christina looked at each other in shock. Their mouths dropping in disbelief. They then looked at Cher who gave them an evil smile. “Oh absolutely, that sounds fabulous,” She replied. “Have you always wanted to do this?,” he asked. “Of course, this is every mother’s dream, and these two so deserve it.” The two looked at one another in disbelief.

“Come on ladies please come and join us over here. I think that your on screen Mom deserves the chance to get some payback on the two of you and boy is it going to be something.” The two ladies followed, not knowing quite what to say. Cher giggled knowingly at them. “Oh this is going to be so much fun. This is going to be every mother’s dream come true. Who would not want to get to embarrass their daughters?” They were lead over to a small seat. It was small enough that they had to scrunch together in order to fit. They wrapped their arms around one another. They were all but sitting on one another’s lap. They whispered to one another, “This is so embarrassing.” They blushed not really knowing what was about to come their way.

“Ok girls, I think it’s time that your on screen Mom gets the payback that she so rightfully deserves.” The audience cheered loudly for this. Cher cheered. They looked at her as she laughed, teasing them. Then the music. At this time, the song from the end of the movie began to play. The song went,” If you want to be happy for the rest of your life, make an ugly woman your wife.” It was very bouncy and wild. It was a comedic song. They had danced to the song together at the end of the film. It fit the mood of the moment perfectly.

Cher began to dance, mimicking the dance moves they had done in the film as she began to be handed containers of mess to use upon the two ladies. “Sorry, girls,” she shouted. She then began to spray the two ladies with chocolate syrup. It sprayed all over Winona’s face as well as all over her red pants. It went all over Christina’s blue sweatshirt and all over her bare shoulder as well as across her face. The two ladies embraced as best they could as Cher danced around, spraying them with chocolate syrup all over their bodies.

She then dumped rancid cherry yoghurt over their heads. She took two containers of the yoghurt and placed one over each of her on screen daughter’s heads. Yoghurt fell onto them, coating their dark hair and falling down their faces. She then danced around and flung Greek yoghurt all over their bodies. It splattered all over their trousers and tops. They tried to cuddle together to avoid some of the splatter, but it was everywhere, all over them both.

Cher then began to sing along a bit but with new lyrics. “If you want to happy until your dead, pour potato salad on Winona’s head.” She then dumped potato salad over Winona’s head. Winona closed her eyes and stuck her hands out. She laughed as a barrage of potato salad was dumped over her head. Cher then sang,” If you want to feel real good, pour baked beans on Christina too.” Christina’s eyes widened as Cher then dumped baked beans all over her. The two women embraced and laughed, covered in mess. Cher then sang, “I don’t think we will need to vote. I think I’m going to pie them both.” She then took two pies. Dancing around and teasing, she then jammed the pies into the ladies faces.

“If you want to get revenge for all the mothers,” Cher sang,” Pour tartar sauce right on your daughters.” She then dumped a gigantic container of sloppy tartar sauce over the two ladies. It went all over them. They flew a bit forward as some of it poured down their backs, down their necks and down their shirts. Cher then made sure to splatter some all over their fronts as well.

Cher then took out massive trays of leftover lasagne. They were gigantic, catering sized trays. The lasagne was out of date and smelled nasty though. Cher then sand. “Now it’s time for what we have last. Let’s pour lasagne on their ass.” She dumped one tray over their heads. The tray stuck in place, all bent and twisted on their heads. She then smushed another tray into their fronts, covering them in sauce, meat, cheese and noodles. She then took another tray and pushed some into the backs of their shirts and down the backs of their trousers. The three disposable pans stuck to them. When they finally fell off, it was revealed that the two ladies were covered from head to toe in sloppy lasagne. 

The two ladies, though famous actresses were actually very shy in real life. They were mortified. Cher danced around some more as she laughed and teased her on screen daughters. She shrugged her shoulders. “Happy anniversary girls,” she said. All they could do was laugh and push some of the mess away. It was a very sweet day for Cher.

Elle Fanning fake mess

 This is a lovely fake messing of the lovely Elle Fanning.

Sugababes fake gunging

 This is a fake messing of the Sugababes. They look very hot in it.

Cheryl Cole bathroom problem

 

***WARNING*** The following story contains references to flatulence and bathrooms. Some might find this disgusting. ***

Cheryl Cole bathroom problem

Cheryl Cole had many incidents that involved flatulence and bathrooms in her career. She even did an interview where she talked about breaking wind on airplanes extensively. She remarked that whenever anything like that would happen, everyone always assumed that it was her. This was a truly embarrassing aspect of her life but one that kept coming up time and time again. She was accused of braking wind on live television as well. It was something that she was always being accused of. This embarrassing topic reared its head during a talk show appearance.

The host brought it up. Cheryl was mortified. “This is horrendous. Why do I always end up talking about this?” “Well, I don’t know Cheryl, but if it keeps coming up, maybe there is a reason why. I think I am getting a whiff right now,” he joked. “Hey, that’s revolting. I have not broken wind.” The audience laughed. “Well, we know that you were discussing airplanes and airplane toilets and the like. Well, we prepared something very special just for you. Let’s have a look.”

A converted airplane bathroom was rolled out. It had also been converted into a gunge tank. “Cheryl, we know you have some problems in this area, so we thought that you could use a little lesson, please join us.” Cheryl shook her head. She blushed and laughed. “I can’t bloody believe this,” she muttered to herself. He helped her inside. “Why are these things always so cramped and so smelly?,” she asked. “Well, we thought you would feel right at home in there, Cheryl,” the host said. “Very funny,” she scoffed.

“A word of friendly advice to everyone. Never sit next to Cheryl on the plane. And don’t be the one to use the bathroom after she has.” She scowled at him, blushing. He then reached in and puled the flush mechanism. “Oh no, something has gone wrong. It’s malfunctioning I think.” He then ran off.

Brown, lumpy gunge then began to fall all over Cheryl. Wet brown gunge also shot out of the toilet and the sink. It was such a small space that the mess got everywhere. The brown mess poured down upon Cheryl. She screamed and shrieked as she was covered in sloppy brown muck. It poured down her hair, face and down her body. It splattered all over her legs. The crowd roared in laughter as she was splattered in mess. She waived her hands about in the air. The studio was filled with bathroom noises. The host made out that Cheryl was making them.

When the mess stopped, he walked over. “Oh Cheryl. I didn’t expect that. It is getting a bit pungent in here. You weren’t kidding. I can see why this issue keeps coming up for you. You really messed the airplane toilet up. Don’t anyone go in there for about twenty minutes.” “It wasn’t me,” she shouted.

 

Amy Clinton fake gunge

 This is a fake messing of Amy Clinton.

Anne Hathaway vs. Jessica Chastain by request

 

Anne Hathaway vs. Jessica Chastain by request

Anne Hathaway and Jessica Chastain were rival housewives. They were always at one another’s throats. They were always trying to outdo each other and trying to get one up on one another. They would do things to try and make the other look bad. They would always try to cut one another down and to make themselves look good. The rivalry grew and developed. There was a local bizarre coming up that was arranged to raise money for charity. All of the housewives in the area had their own stalls where they would be selling baked goods that they made. Of course, each of the ladies could not help but bragging about how wonderful their baking was and how they were sure that they would sell the most. In fact, these two actually got into a shouting match over their baked goods. That is when one of the other housewives chimed in. “Since you two are so eager to sell more than the other, why don’t we put something at risk. How about we make it so whoever sells the most will get to dump all the leftover food from the bizarre all over the other lady?” The two women looked at each other. Both were not sure about this. Neither of them really wanted to agree to this, but they could not be seen to be backing down or showing any doubt, so both reluctantly agreed to this.

Each woman set up her stand, as they glared at each other and wished the other bad luck from afar. The day was a long one. Each was selling very good snacks and each sold quite a lot of what they had. It was going to be a very close call as to who sold more. In fact, both came close to selling out. The money would have to be counted. The money boxes were sealed and taken away so they could not be tampered with. They were to be counted by someone who was impartial. Everyone, especially, the other housewives gathered around to hear the results. There was a chair set up for the unfortunate loser. Anne and Jessica stood on opposite sides of the organised. It had come time to announce the results.

They both looked very nervous, they tried as best as they could not to let the other know this though. The organiser began to speak. “Thank you to everyone for coming and for donating. We raised a great deal of money today for charity. These two ladies though, out did themselves. They sold the most baked goods of anyone here and raised a huge amount of money for charity. We thank them. However, there was a bet that had been made on who would sell the most. The unfortunate lady who has sold the smaller amount is going to have to get into the hot seat and the winner is going to get to dump all of the leftover food all over them. Both of you ladies did fantastic, but we can only have one winner. It was a very close call as well. Only fifteen dollars separated you two, so you have nothing to be ashamed of. The person who sold the most though was….. Jessica.” Jessica jumped up and down, laughing and celebrating. Anne buried her face in her hands. Her mouth fell open in shock. Jessica pointed at her and laughed. “Get on in that chair,” she said in a funny voice. Anne had no other choice but to sit.

Jessica started out with a catering sized bag of ketchup. It was the kind that they put in the pumps at fast food places. It even had the pump on top of it. Jessica looked down at Anne and smirked. “I am going to love doing this. You deserve this you cocky bitch,” she gloated. Anne closed her eyes. Jessica aimed and pointed the ketchup on the top of Anne’s head. She began to push the pump downwards. This caused the ketchup to begin to ooze out of the pump down all over Anne’s head and face. Anne closed her eyes as Jessica pumped the ketchup over and over again. Anne’s hair and face were completely covered in ketchup. Only her eyes and teeth could be seen around the mask of ketchup. The ketchup also went down her neck and down her shoulders onto the rest of her body. Jessica was loving the thrill of getting to do this to her hated rival.

She then took a similar container of barbecue sauce. It was the same large plastic bag with pump design. She began to aim this at Anne’s body, spraying her body with barbecue sauce before pumping more out on top of Anne’s head. Anne looked up and rolled her eyes and screwed up her mouth with a pile for barbecue sauce on top of her head. She shook her arms, because her sleeveless blouse was now heavy from the layers of the barbecue sauce. It also ran down her bare arms.

Jessica then took a massive tray of nachos that was covered in cheese sauce, guacamole, sour cream and every topping imaginable and pushed it over all over Anne. She pushed it so it would fall down into her top, down her back and between her breasts. She then took handfuls of the nachos and smushed them around in Anne’s face and pushed more down her top. Nachos and the topping stuck all over Anne’s face. A massive glob stuck on the side of her nose and her cheek.

Next, Jessica began to dump a large pot of baked beans over Anne. Anne was wearing a white sleeveless blouse and black slacks. When Jessica dumped the beans over her, they fell all over her, staining her blouse. Beans soaked her face and poured down into her cleavage.

Some of the husbands were now marching over carrying trash bags. They were full of food waste from the bizarre that had been discarded. One by one, they passed each bag to Jessica, who in turn emptied the bags over Anne. There was all manner of have eaten and rotten food in the bags. It was sloppy and greasy. Jessica delighted in dumping the food waste all over her rival. The food scraps stuck all over Anne.

Jessica made sure that the local media got wind of this and that Anne would never live this down in the neighbourhood. Anne was not happy with her. The rivalry only got worse from there.