Revenge for Raign Rabin

Revenge for Raign Rabin

Raign Rabin hated Cheryl with a passion. She knew that the X Factor judge hated her and did not want her on the show. She blamed Cheryl for getting her booted from the show. Raign was furious with Cheryl and wanted revenge. She felt like Cheryl had been very unfair and had basically ruined her life. After she was eliminated, she waited for Cheryl to be alone to exact her revenge. She would not stop until she got her revenge and humiliated Cheryl as she had been.

Raign hid backstage and stocked the place until the perfect moment arrived. She waited until Cheryl went to the toilet. She waited until Cheryl had closed the stall door and had sat on the toilet. She wanted to catch her with her pants down, literally. There were no bodyguards or anything around. Raign waited and listened. She heard Cheryl pull her dress down, sit on the toilet and begin to relieve herself. This is when she made her move. She ran into the bathroom, slid under the stall door and grabbed her nemesis by the arms. “Raign, what the fuck are you doing here? I am trying to take a shit here,” Cheryl exclaimed. “Yeah, well I can certainly smell, that, but you are coming with me.  I am going to have my revenge you filthy bitch,” she shouted. She pushed the stall door open and pushed Cheryl out. “Where are you taking me, my dress,” she exclaimed. Her dress was left behind on the floor. She had not been wearing any underwear underneath. “I am going to expose you for what you really are. Changing your last name every time you fuck a new guy, you really are a slut. Plus what you just did in that toilet in there, well, you really are a dirty slag. You stink. You can’t sing either.” She marched a naked Cheryl out of the door and towards the stage. “No, Raign, please you can’t do this everyone will see,” Cheryl asked, but Raign pushed her through the curtains out onto the stage. Cheryl tried to cover modesty, but it was very difficult.

As this was happening no one was looking at the stage initially. Someone caught a glimpse from the corner of their eye and said,” Oh my god, its Cheryl and she’s naked.” When this was said, everyone in the arena turned and looked. What followed was deafening echoes of laughter and cheering. The tv cameras and everyone’s camera phones seem to turn their attention to her simultaneously. Cheryl could not believe the wave of humiliation that washed over her entire being at this precise moment in time. Cheryl tried to struggle but she was a very small woman and Raign overpowered her. Most of the other girl acts for Cheryl’s category were sat on stage in their seats. Raign motioned to them. One brought over her seat. Cheryl was pushed down into the seat. Another took her sweater and tied Cheryl’s arms to the back of the chair so she could not break free. Cheryl tried to struggle and to cover her modesty at the same tied but she was unsuccessful on both accounts. It was doubly embarrassing because she had been right in the middle of using the toilet when she had been grabbed, so had not really finished doing her business. She tried to scream and beg. “Raign, what in the fuck is this shit?,” she shouted. Raign beamed an evil grin from ear to ear. “You are nothing but a no talent, dirty bitch. I am going to show everyone what you really are. You deserve this.” Cheryl looked to her fellow judges and the contestants for some form of help, but no one wanted to help her. Everyone was enjoying her embarrassment. She realised that everyone had now seen every inch of her nude body. Her fully waxed private parts were on full display for the world to view. Cheryl glared in anger. “What the fuck,” she shouted. She had been humiliated before but never anything like this. Raign leaned back and took a selfie.

Raign smiled and said,” Let’s get this bitch dirty.” Everyone in the arena cheered. Cheryl couldn’t believe that no one was doing anything in her defence. Raign motioned for some of the stagehands to come over. They had with them containers of food and mess that they Raign had managed to gather from catering. Everyone continued to cheer. They really wanted to see this happen in the worst way. Raign looked at Cheryl and laughed wickedly. “You think that you are so much better than me and everyone else, well, it is time to show the world what you really are, Frenandez- Versini or whatever the hell your last name is these days.” “Raign, you really don’t want to do this,” Cheryl warned. “Oh, I think that you will find that I really, really do.” She looked at the catering containers and decided the place where she wanted to begin on the famous singer.

Unfortunately for Cheryl, the starting point was some leftover sloppy joes that were left by an American performer who had been visiting the studio. Cheryl never really knew what these were until today. They were similar to chilli but not as spicy and without beans inside. It was usually made into sandwiches. It was ground meat, green peppers and onions in a chilli sort of sauce. It was thick and chunky. As it had been sitting around all day, uncovered, it had started to go slightly off. “Time to get sloppy, Cheryl,” Raign said smugly. She went around behind the helpless judge and began to pour the now cold meaty substance down onto her. Cheryl squealed as she felt the sloppy mess pouring down onto her. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as a blanket of sloppy joes poured down over her head and covered her entire face almost instantly. A load went into her mouth. She gagged. It now tasted and smelt pretty revolting. She tried to close her nose and mouth as much as possible. Her face was soon a mask of sauce and meat. Everyone laughed as the meaty mess ascended down her face and all over her naked body. It poured down her front, all over her breasts and onto her legs. She could feel the slimy mess all over her naked flesh. She cringed. It made her skin crawl. It felt disgusting on her nude body.

Next Raign produced a party tray of chips with various dips. It was filled with nacho cheese, salsa, guacamole and sour cream in various separate compartments. It was huge and round. Raign could barely care the thing on her own. She walked up to her nemesis and pushed the tray over onto her. The orange, red, green and white messes tipped all over the naked singer at various angles and on various body parts. Some chips that were in the tray fell on her as well and shattered everywhere in pieces, breaking upon impact. They stuck all over her. She was left with blobs of the various dips all over her body.

Raign then produced a bucket filled with baked beans. “It seems that our friend Cheryl here has had a few too many of these based on her natural aroma,” Raign mocked. “I think most of us are aware of Cheryl’s gas problem that she experiences from time to time,” Raign quipped. “ I did not fart,” Cheryl shouted,” Why does everyone always think that?,” she exclaimed. She smiled as she quickly tipped the bucket over onto Cheryl, pouring a torrent of sloppy baked beans down over her beautiful face and over her unclothed body. Cheryl shivered and quivered as she felt the sloppy touch of the baked beans all over her naked flesh. The beans slowly rolled down her face and body. Her face was already covered in mess. The outlines of the curves of her face could still just be distinguished beneath the mess. The beans poured down over them. Cheryl’s fellow judges just pointed and laughed. They were stunned but quite pleased at what they were witnessing.

Raign then grabbed a sandwich platter filled with sandwich fillers, cheese, lunch meat and condiments. There was some deli mustard and mayonnaise on the platter along with provolone, American and Swiss cheese. There was tuna fish as well as various forms of lunch meat. These included, bologna, pimento loaf as well as chicken salad.  All of this, again was in a huge round plastic tray, similar to the one that the chips and dips had been in. It was large and much heavier than the other one had been because of the weight of the cold cuts. Cheryl winced as the failed contestant approached her. She struggled to carry the tray, even with both hands. As she approached, the entire tray tipped over in one violent jolt, tipping everything all over Cheryl. She was instantly covered in a mountain of sandwich filled. Slices of cheese and cold cuts stuck all over her body. Slices of bologna stuck the world famous singer’s face, legs and ass. “I can’t believe that I have bologna all stuck to my ass,” Cheryl thought to herself. She was helpless to defend herself or to deflect any of the onslaught of messiness that was being hurled her way. It killed her that this failure of a contestant was getting one over on her like this. In her mind, she was a nobody, but it was her that was administering the humiliation to the famous pop star and tv judge. She was fully aware that everyone would get a chance to see this as well. The audience was hooting, howling and cheering. The other contestants were loving seeing someone get their own back on one of the judges. Many were enjoying the fact that it was happening to Cheryl.

Next to come was a tray of salads. It was filled with a tossed salad, coleslaw, potato salad and macaroni salad. It was even heavier than the sandwich tray had been. It was the same basic shape and size that the others had been. Raign looked down at it. She smiled as she smelled the stuff, it was evident from the aroma that it had definitely gone off. When Cheryl got a whiff she gagged. “Oh my God, that absolutely stinks. It is horrendous,” she shouted. “Not as bad as your stinky ass,” Raign fired back. She walked over and thrust the gigantic tray into Cheryl sideways. Most of it hitting her in the face. Raign pushed it in hard and then pushed the sides of it inwards, smushing ths salads into Cheryl. When she was finished, she pushed it upwards and put the tray on top of Cheryl’s head, leaving it in place there like some sort of ridiculous hat. Cheryl was powerless to remove it. She ended up with coleslaw all over her head and the other salads strewn all over her body. She winced and stuck her tongue out. She grimaced, it really did smell atrocious.

Finally, Raign grabbed the trash can from catering. It was filled with the discarded remains from everyone’s lunches. It was filled to the brim. Raign motioned over and called for a few more of the eliminated contestants to help her serve justice to Cheryl. They assisted her by lifted the garbage in the air and bringing it towards the prone judge. The raised the can in the air, to the applause of everyone in attendance. The tipped it over together and the garbage inside began to flow forth towards Cheryl. The food inside was sloppy, greasy and already rotting. There was discarded rotten vegetables and fruit inside as well. There were all manner of discarded food inside and everything was soaked in foul smelling garbage water. Cheryl screamed as the sloppy mess made its way over her face and body. She made retching noises as she disappeared under a mountain of disgusting garbage. The mess seemed to flow for ages, covering the slim judge in the mess. It stuck and piled everywhere on her body. She looked like a human trash heap. Everyone shook hands as the looked down at the trashed star.

Everyone took the opportunity to take selfies and photos at this magical moment. Social media went haywire immediately. The photos went everywhere. Cheryl would never be able to live this one down. Finally Raign was left at the point where she had to set Cheryl free. As she did though, she grabbed her and pulled her over her knee. She then administered a quick spanking to Cheryl’s naked, mess covered backside. Cheryl yelped in pain and shock as the failed contestant’s hand bounced off of her tight behind. She then slithered away and ran back to her dressing room, trying to cover herself as she did. She did not know how she would face the world after this. She was going to need some time to recover from this embarrassing episode, for sure.

Meghan Trainor All about that mess

Meghan Trainor All about that mess

Meghan Trainor became famous with her single promoting positive body images for women. This was a very admirable achievement. She was a slightly chubby woman. She found, much to her surprise, that there were many out there who found this very attractive. As a slightly larger woman, food was, undeniably, one of her main loves in life. She loved food as much as singing, sex, or anything else in life. At one point in her life, she discovered a website that would change things for her forever. She was looking up one of her favorite singers on a search engine. She put her name into the search engine and a website came up where there was a story about the singer. Meghan opened the link and she could not believe what she saw and was reading. What she saw was a story about the singer getting totally trashed. She kept reading the story and she became more and more intrigued as she read on. By the end of the story, she was more than just intrigued, she was downright excited. 

This was one of the sexiest things that Meghan had ever seen. She looked in the story archive and read more. She imagined that the details of the story were happening to her. She loved what she had read and she really wanted this to happen to her. She wanted to try it. She wanted it bad.

Meghan decided to contact the person who created the stories that she had read. She sent them an email. She stated how much she loved the stories and went into detail about the fantasies that they spurred within her. She asked what his feelings were about chubby women. He stated that he was very attracted to chubby women. After awhile, she admitted who she was. Sufficed to say, he was very surprised that one of the hottest pop singers in the world had, not only contacted him, but also wanted to get messed by him. This was a dream come true. He had never imagined that something like this would ever happen. At first, he did not really believe that it was Meghan Trainor, but he thought to himself, even if it is sexy female and she wants to be messed, it would still be amazing.

Meghan asked that he write a story about her describing what he would do to her. He did this and she read it. As she read it, she was in absolute ecstasy. It was everything that she had ever imagined. After she read it, she contacted him again, asking him if they could live it out for real. Of course, he wholeheartedly agreed. The two made arrangements to meet up. They were going to be living out fantasies that they had imagined for years. This was really going to happen. It was going to be incredible.

The two met. The writer, did not really expect Meghan to actually be there. Much to his surprise, when he showed up, it was Meghan Trainor, the pop singer in the flesh, right there. He smiled from ear to ear when he saw her. She gave him a massive smile. Meghan looked even better in person than she did on television and in her videos. Her voluptuous body was much more shapely in person than it appeared on television. She looked incredible. Her legs, butt and breasts were very large and very sexy. She liked the look of him as well. They were ready to get naughty for sure. Meghan took him by the hand. The two went straight to Meghan’s hotel room. She whispered to him, “I’m all about that gunge,” and laughed sexily. Their hearts both fluttered in anticipation.

They went upstairs and into the room. In the room was a plethora of various foods. Meghan fluttered her eyelashes. “ Mmmm Yummy,” she said, “ It’s going to get sloppy,” she said. She wore a patterned white button down shirt with multi-colored hearts on it as well as a red pleaded skirt. She walked over and sat her large shapely backside on the bed. She picked up a large sloppy banana cream pie in her tender hands. She wiggled her nose and giggled as she did it. “ I want to get totally creamed,” she said. She handed the pie to the writer, gently placing it into his hands. She smiled and closed her eyes, awaiting the pie to arrive. He leaned backwards with the pie in hand. He then, with both hands pushed the pie straight into Meghan’s face.  It landed with a smush in her face. Her face was instantly covered in layers of yellow and white creamy pie. It covered her cheeks. It stuck all over her wavy dirty blonde hair. Her fringe was instantly plastered in pie. When the pie plate was removed, Meghan widened her eyes. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. Pie dripped from her big nose. She made no attempt to wipe any of the thick pie from her face. She licked her lips. She put her hand on her hip and posed. “ How cute do I look?,” she joked.  The two giggled together.

Meghan then handed him a chocolate cream pie. She stood up and turned around. She bent over and lifted her skirt, revealing her underwear. She wiggled her large bottom, becoming him to give it a sloppy pieing. He put his hand on her back. He pulled back his arm and took aim at Meghan’s rear end. He pushed the pie as hard as he possibly could squarely into her sexy backside. The pie smashed into her butt. He rubbed the pie around on her bottom. She let out a sigh of pleasure as she felt the pie collide with her backside. She could feel the pie all over her panties and the backs of her thighs as well as inside of her underwear. Her rear end was covered in thick chocolate pie filling and sloppy white whipped cream. She could feel the weight of it seeping through onto her behind and onto her private parts as well. “ Mmmm sloppy pie,” she purred,” How does it look on my ass?,” she said. “Amazing,” he replied. 

She then grabbed a different sort of pie, a fisherman’s pie. It was filled with seafood in  a thick, creamy, white sauce, covered in mashed potato. She handed it to the write. She pointed to her underwear with her index finger. He pulled open her underwear and tipped the fish pie inside. It slid out of the pan and into her underwear. He then closed her underwear, smushing the fishy sloppy mess up against her large rear end. It oozed out of the top and the bottom of her panties. She closed her eyes and licked her lips as she enjoyed the feeling of the fishy mess inside or her underwear. 

Meghan now produced a container of pickled relish. She sat back on the bed and closed her eyes. She knew that at this point, she need not even tell him what to do, as at this point he knew what to do. He unscrewed the lid and tossed it aside. He took the jar and turned it upside down over her head. At first, nothing even came out of it. He had to jiggle it around in order to loosen the thick substance a bit. The shaking dislodged the relish a bit and it began to pour out onto Meghan’s thick hair. The first clump fell out and landed on Meghan’s head. It fell down her head, down her fringe and over her face. It was thick, green and extremely lumpy. She made a funny face as the slow moving mess made its way down her face, down her nose and cheeks. She gently rubbed some of it on her cheeks. More plopped down onto her chest and lap. Piles of the green mess collected on her shoulders and around her cleavage. She laughed. “I love it,” she said sincerely. 

She then grabbed a container filled with lemon pudding. It was soft, smooth and sloppy. The writer reached into the large tin with his hand and pulled out a handful of the sloppy pie filling like substance. He pushed his hand into Meghan’s chest, plopping some of the smooth lemon pudding onto her chest. He massaged it in with his hands. He then repeated this, this time, pushing his hands onto her hair and face, rubbing the mess around on her hair. Meghan gave a pleased smile. He then repeated the action again, this time plopping the mess onto her thighs. He rubbed the lemon pudding around all over her legs down to her calves. He then placed more all over the front and then the back of her underwear. He then poured the remainder over Meghan’s head. The lemon mess felt divine all over her body. She licked her lips. She then took her pointer finger and pushed it into some of the pudding. She pulled out a finger full and then stuck her finger into her mouth, licking some of the pudding off of her own finger. She giggled. She said once again,” I’m all about that mess.” She smiled.

Next to come was some squeeze bottles filled with mustard. Meghan reached over and handed two of these to the writer. She placed one in each of his hands. She then laid out on the bed on her back She motioned for him to come over and to treat her body as though it was a canvas. He moved over, crouching over her and tipped the mustard bottles over, aiming them at her body. He began to squeeze the mustard over her calves, up her thighs, the on to her stomach and chest, and finally all over her head. He made curly shapes everywhere, up and down her entire body. Meghan’s prone body wiggled about as she felt the mustard dispersing all over her.

He then grabbed a container filled with baked beans. The container was a massive one, heavy with sloppy baked beans. Meghan sat up. She held her arms across her chest. She closed her eyes as he lifted the container over her. He slowly tipped it and allowed the contents to flow forth from the container, downwards all over her head and face. It splashed all over her body and all over the bed as well, soaking the sheets She rolled laughed as the beans continued pouring and pouring over her head. She then turned over onto her back and began to roll around in the sloppy sheets. She pushed her hands towards the writer and pulled him down on top of her and the mess that covered both her and the bed. The two passionately kissed in the mess. He squeezed her scrumptious behind.

He then  grabbed a container of gravy and began to pour that onto her voluptuous rear end.  She bent over and lowered her panties. He slowly poured the sloppy brown gravy all over her backside. She shook her bottom as the gravy descended onto her cheeks and down over her crack. It poured down the backs of her thighs. She could feel it everywhere. She rubbed her tasty vagina as well with the dirty gravy.

The two then pulled out some tiramisu. “I love to eat as well,” she said. The two pushed their hands into the dessert and pulled out some each. Each one then pushed their fingers sensuously into one another’s mouths, feeding one another the coffee flavored creamy dessert. They then kissed as they ate, sharing the dessert in their kiss. They placed pieces of the substance on one another’s bodies and both began to lick the dessert off of one another’s bodies. The combination of eating the delicious dessert as well as feeding and tasting one another was a feeling of absolute pleasure on the highest scale. The two placed the dessert all over one another’s bodies, between their legs, on their bottoms, on their legs, on her breasts. Each moaned in pleasure. 

The two finished off with strawberry ice cream topping. They each took a bottle and began to tip it onto one another’s body. As they did so, they simultaneously began to lick the sticky red mess from one another. They poured some into one another’s mouths as well, feeding one another again. They began to kiss again as they did this. The two combined the pleasure of eating with the pleasure of sensuality as few could have ever dreamt of. Two of Meghan’s favorite things in the world combined into something that was so much better than either had ever been. The two continued on and on with the sticky mess, eating and licking at the same time. The two continued the night of pleasure well into the early hours of the morning. It was a day that neither would ever forget.