Repost of a story from Rachel a.k.a. SplatGirl, splatgrl@aol.com. Rachel and Sean get messy with pudding, brownie batter, and chocolate syrup. This story intended for mature audiences. If you are a minor or this stuff doesn't float your boat, do not read any farther. Share and Enjoy, Chaos chaos at udel dot edu -------------------------------------------------------------------- Rachel Getting Messy Here's a story I wrote... it's a true account of my experience with getting covered with various food substances, like pudding, chocolate, syrup, etc... This is for all you messy fans out there! Email me and tell me what you think, as it's my first attempt at a written account. Here goes... Although I had never experienced being covered in something like pudding, mud, chocolate syrup or brownie batter up to this point, a lot of my fantasies were devoted to imagining what it would feel like to be completely surrounded by something as smooth, slippery and slimy as the aforementioned things. My boyfriend, Sean, wanted me to experience this, as he was sure I'd enjoy it (not to mention the fact that it was a fantasy of his come true!). When I went up to visit him this past winter, I was pleasantly surprised to note that he had stocked up on some 'ingredients' for a messy session: he had bought a few gallons of Hershey's chocolate syrup, about 20 boxes of chocolate and vanilla instant pudding, maybe 10 boxes of instant brownie mix, and a few household buckets in which to mix everything up in. Needless to say, the prospect that I would finally get a chance to get messy greatly appealed to me, and I was excited to do so from the start. What had started off as Sean sharing his fantasies of girls covered head-to-toe in mud, or anything else gooey, had not only turned into my fantasies (I wanted to be that girl for him) but was now turning into a very real experience. When all of the pudding and batter was mixed up in the buckets, we brought them into the bathroom and placed them on the floor, along with the camcorder Sean had set up; we decided that it would be fun to tape my first (but not nearly the last!) messy experience. After we were done setting up, I went in the bedroom to change. I took off the jeans and t-shirt I was wearing which were splattered with various chocolate substances from mixing the 'supplies' (while I was stirring the pudding, it was hard to resist the urge to slide my hand in the thickening goo, sometimes up to my elbow, so I could get a hint as to what it would feel like to have my bare skin surrounded). Then, I slipped on a lace, cream colored g-string, and a matching satin and lace corset with attached garters. Next came the stockings- I eagerly pulled on a pair of nude, very sheer nylons and attached them to the garters, front and back. I then slipped on a pair of matching cream-colored heels to complete the outfit. I grabbed my brush, and went over to the mirror. I was surprised to see that through the process of mixing up the various substances, I had not been able to keep totally clean- there were a few splatters and streaks of chocolate here and there in my face and hair. Seeing this on me made me even more excited to experience the sensation of gooey pudding and batter, along with slimy chocolate syrup, cover me entirely. I wiped the smudges from my face, quickly brushed out my red hair, and went into the bathroom. I noted that the bucket of thick brownie batter was right at the edge of the tub, so I decided to start there. I went over and sat down on the edge of the tub, my feet on either side of the bucket. I really wanted to just dip my feet into the depths of the batter and feel it pulling at my feet and shoes, so I raised my right leg, and poised my foot just over the surface of the rich, brown batter. Sean zeroed the camera in on my feet and legs, and we were both eager to see what the results would look like after I took the first plunge into the batter. My toes were pointed downward, just barely above the surface, and I began to lower my foot even closer, until the tip of my shoe broke the surface. I could immediately feel the tension pulling at my foot, and I continued to slide my foot in, very slowly, until the toe of my shoe was submerged. Then, I slowly began to pull my foot out of the mess, struggling just a bit because of the immense thickness. The batter was beginning to pull the shoe off of my foot, and as I withdrew, you could see the traces of batter left on my stockinged foot. I then submerged my entire right foot, fully enjoying the feeling of my foot sinking deep into the batter. I felt my foot hit the bottom, and the now bottom half of my lower leg was now totally submerged. I wiggled my foot back and forth a bit, and realized just how much pull there can be in something that thick- instead of my foot moving fluidly within the batter, when I tried to move my foot back and forth, the bucket shifted. I really was eager for the sensation of being totally covered with this stuff, but at the same time I wanted to take it slow and enjoy the sensations of the batter covering the nylon that was on my leg. Soon, I plunged my left foot in entirely, and the feeling of the batter sucking my foot in was incredible- it made me want to feel it on my whole body. I then reached my hands in the goo and began to massage my legs, feeling the batter in between my fingers as I rubbed them along my nylon- clad legs. My fingers glided so easily along my legs, and my imagination ran wild, thinking of how it would feel to glide my fingers so effortlessly along the rest of my body. After a few minutes of spreading the mess upwards on my legs, I decided it was time to feel more of my body covered. I climbed into the tub behind me, and signaled for Sean. He grabbed the bucket of chocolate pudding, and raised it right over my head. Looking upwards, I saw him tilt the bucket, and in the split second before the pudding hit my head, thoughts filled my head of how good it would feel to have that slimy pudding all over my hair and face. While tilting my face upwards, I felt the first splash of pudding hit me, and I opened my mouth in surprise. It was the most erotic sensation, feeling the pudding slowly cover my face, smothering me in its cool slipperiness, and fall onto my chest and breasts. The feeling of it sliding back into my hair, and having it slide down my back was also very sensual. I allowed myself to enjoy the sensations for a few minutes, then decided that it was time to open my eyes and have a look at myself. I carefully wiped my eyes with my fingers, and blinked them open. I looked down and was pleasantly surprised to note that a small pool of pudding had gathered in the hole created by my crossed legs. More pudding continued to accumulate there as it slid off of my skin and landed in my lap. I immediately shoved my hands into the depths of the goo, and could feel that it was now warming up a bit, having captured some of the heat from my body. I was dying to feel the pudding cover me all over, so I began to scoop up handfuls of the yielding slime and spread it all over my breasts, thoroughly covering the lace of the corset; the traces of lace that you could now see were brown instead of the off-white it had started off as. I also smoothed heaping handfuls of the goo over my hair, feeling the weight of it in my hair pull my head back slightly. Because my eyes were closed, I didn't see the bottle of chocolate syrup that was poised above me; needless to say, I was surprised to feel the warm cascade of chocolate once again cover my face. I arched my back and tilted my chest upwards, hoping to feel the warm stream land on my breasts. As it began to do so, I was struck by the thought of just how erotic this all was; here I was, being covered with the most sensuous of substances. It was like having a wet, warm tongue caressing every part of me, and I loved it! After the seemingly endless stream of chocolate was through covering me, I stretched out lengthwise in the tub, and began to play in the slime that was covering the tub's floor. About an inch or two had accumulated, and it wasn't nearly enough for me! I wanted to be deep in it, feeling every curve of my body being hugged and caressed by the warm slipperiness. Sean began to pour more of the chocolate syrup on me, this time starting at my feet. The stream gently covered my arches and heels, and my foot and the high heeled shoe I was wearing became a seamless object, covered in smooth, silky chocolate. The syrup felt particularly warm on my foot, and I revelled in the feelings that it gave me as it accumulated inside of my shoe. As I began to wiggle my foot, you could hear the 'squish' of the chocolate as it flowed over the edges of my shoe. After concentrating on my foot, the bottle moved upwards, now working its way up my leg. The chocolate slime was doing a good job at covering my lower legs- my sheer stockings were not in the least bit visible, except to add to the shiny illumination that the chocolate gave off. The prospect that the warm flow was moving upwards excited me, and I spread my legs a bit in anticipation. Soon, I noticed that the lace top of my stockings, as well as the garters holding them up were also becoming engulfed in the syrup. I delighted in seeing the slick chocolate flow over my legs in waves as it fell on me. The best part was that the chocolate being poured on me also accumulated in the tub, and I was gradually getting deeper and deeper in the stuff I had been dreaming about. Soon, the flow had worked its was to the top of my legs, and I could now feel it gently brushing against the fabric of my g-string and it even began to penetrate the edges. Here, the warmth was VERY apparent, and I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. I began to writhe around in the tub, thoroughly enjoying the feelings of the chocolate syrup and pudding covering me almost entirely.As I ran my hands over my flesh, I couldn't help but marvel at the ease at which my fingers glided over my skin, leaving trace marks as they went. I began to scoop up handfuls of the mire from the tub, and held my hands above my body, allowing it to drizzle through my fingers and on to my skin. I held my hands directly over my breasts enjoying the warm stream landing on my nipples,as well as on my face, stomach and inner thighs. Despite how much fun I was having, I still wanted more quantity- and luckily for me, there was still the vanilla pudding and the brownie batter left! Sean picked up the heavy bucket of batter, and proceeded to splash the remnants of it on my torso, allowing most of it to flow over into the tub. I smoothed some of the thickness away, allowing my skin to be coated only by a sheer, brown layer of chocolate in order to feel the effects in greater detail of the pudding about to be poured on me. I had in mind what a wonderful contrast the yellow of the vanilla pudding would make on my otherwise brown skin, but there's no way that the full beauty of it could have been appreciated until this actually occurred. The vanilla pudding was not quite as thick as the batter, so Sean allowed it to pour out more gradually then he did the brownie batter. Starting once again at my feet, he slowly began to coat my entire body with the cool, yellow goo. I didn't move a muscle as he worked his way upward; I was relaxing in the sensation of becoming totally immersed in slime. Soon, I could look down and see that my whole body was a yellow lump in a pool of brown mess, but not for long... there was still plenty of pudding left in the bucket after coating my body to cover my head, and that's just what Sean did. The pudding came out in waves, first covering my hairline and forehead, then working its way over my eyes, nose, lips, chin, and down my neck. The slithering sensations of the yielding pudding were divine- now I knew what it was like to be COMPLETELY covered- from head to toe- in something as smooth, silky, and messy as this stuff. I'd have to say that up to that point in my life, this messy session was certainly the most erotic sexual experience I'd ever had. Of course, the events that later outdid that particular evening and made it to the top of my list were also messy encounters! -------------------------------------------------------------------- Back to Shokolada's Messy Stories archive (http://chocmess.com/splosh/messyarc.htm)