Supermarket Splosh (Part 2)

[Slapstickman]

Here's the second part (of 3). Enjoy.......“Don’t leave me here like this” Sophie called, pleadingly. But Lizzie wasn’t listening. She walked back to the staff room to pick up her things.

“Time to get out of this uniform forever” Lizzie smiled as she walked into the staff room. She was just in the process of unbuttoning the blouse when she caught a glance at herself in the mirror. The Value Mart uniform looked really hot, she thought. The skirt was riding high up her bare thighs and a third button on the blouse had given way during the fun with Sophie. Her boyfriend had told her about his fantasies with her in her uniform. She was in enough trouble already, she figured, she may as well go round and give her boyfriend a bit of a treat. She put her civvies into a bag and headed for the door.

As she walked into the car park, Lizzie had a bit of an attack of conscience. She thought of Sophie sitting stark naked in the bucket of yogurt, dripping in messy gunk. “I can’t leave her like that” Lizzie sighed and walked back into the store.

Sophie had actually managed to free herself from the bucket of yogurt some time ago. In the interim she’d thought of calling the police and reporting Lizzie for assault, but that would have been too embarrassing and Lizzie would probably have walked away with little more than a slap on the wrist. She in the meantime would be forever known as the supervisor who got the messy humiliation of her life. Reporting this wasn’t an option. Revenge, on the other hand, seemed very appealing.

Sophie had been dashing around the store, messy and naked, making herself an arsenal of sloppy surprises for Lizzie. She didn’t know if Lizzie had left yet, but if she had, it would be easy enough to trick her into coming back. In the meantime Sophie had collected 3 buckets filled with slowly melting vanilla ice cream, she’d opened 4 family size strawberry trifles, filled 8 flan cases full of custard. Sophie had emptied several tubs of whipping cream into 4 measuring jugs and picked up 2 bottles of maple syrup. She’d filled 2 mop buckets with spaghetti in tomato sauce and 3 mixing bowls - one with chocolate sauce, topped with chocolate cream, another full of strawberry custard and the last one filled up to the brim with spaghetti sauce. From the chill cabinet she’d opened 4 large cheesecakes of differing varieties and a huge lemon gateau. Sophie had arranged her supplies at the end of the aisle, out of view and ready to spring a surprise on her hapless victim.

“Sophie, are you there?” Lizzie called out.

Sophie couldn’t believe her luck. Lizzie had walked back into her trap. Sophie quickly and firmly fixed the bucket of yogurt back on her bare bottom. It sloshed over her in a not entirely disagreeable way she thought as she positioned herself so the bucket and her bum were sticking out of the side of the aisle. She grabbed one of the large custard flans, ready to slap into Lizzie’s smug face.

“Lizzie I’m here” Sophie whined as she heard Lizzie’s footsteps getting closer and closer.

Lizzie laughed as she saw the bucket in the air, still attached to her enemies bare bum. “Priceless” she thought as she moved closer. She negotiated the corner to offer Sophie some assistance, but instead of seeing a helpless Sophie trying to remove the bucket she saw the flan and the rest of Sophie’s arsenal. Lizzie had a feeling she wasn’t going to enjoy what came next.

Sophie span round and confronted a shocked Lizzie. “Y..y..you’ll get in trouble Sophie” Lizzie stuttered nervously as the pie moved ever closer to her carefully made up face.

“I think I know who Mr Blackwell will believe” Sophie sneered. Sophie always called the store manager Mr Blackwell, Lizzie noticed, even though he was more than happy for them to call him Matt.

“Have some mercy Soph” Lizzie pleaded, but she knew it was no use really. Sophie splattered the pie square in her face.

Lizzie yelled as the cool custard splattered over her face. She felt the gloop splatter into her long brown hair and slop over her plentiful cleavage. Lizzie slowly wiped her eyes then stood, hands on hips, in front of Sophie who was smiling more widely than Lizzie had ever seen her smile.

Sophie picked up a family sized trifle and before Lizzie had the chance to escape, plopped it on her head.

“Oh my god” Lizzie exclaimed as Sophie pressed the bowl down. Cream and custard slopped into her hair and down her face. Large dollops of trifle dropped into her cleavage, joining the pie filling.

By the time Lizzie had wiped her eyes free of trifle Sophie was stood directly in front of her clutching a jug full of cream. Lizzie had a fairly good idea where it was going, and she was right. Sophie poured the entire contents of the jug down her cleavage. Lizzie felt the cool cream slosh over her bra and breasts, soaking her white blouse. “Very Predictable move Sophie” Lizzie sighed as the cream ran down her stomach and over her skirt.

“Really?” Sophie replied. “OK, where’s this going to go then?” She was holding the bowl filled with strawberry custard.

“You’re going to pour it down my skirt” Lizzie proclaimed.

“No. I’m going to throw it over you at close range” Sophie held onto the bowl as it’s contents splattered over Lizzie, the pink goo splashed all over her white blouse and short skirt and poured down her thighs.

“OK, you got me there” Lizzie deadpanned as the custard dripped off her. She was quite enjoying this now. She was feeling guilty about how much punishment she’d dished out to Sophie and this was certainly one way of easing her guilt. Lizzie also liked the way the messy desserts felt as they splattered over her. “What next?” she groaned with mock resignation.

“Blackcurrant cheesecake” Sophie slammed the cake into Lizzie’s bum, smearing her skirt with sticky and sloppy purple goop. Lizzie felt the sticky mess touch her thighs and wished she’d been quick enough to hitch her skirt up a little. “Eewwww” she groaned.

As she was running her hands over her sticky skirt and thighs Lizzie felt the collar of her blouse open at the back. Something cool and sticky flowed down her shoulders and back as Sophie emptied a further jug of cream over her hapless victim.

“My uniform” Lizzie gasped as the cream dribbled down her skirt and thighs.

“It is a bit of a disgrace” Sophie concurred “let’s get it off”. Sophie ripped open Lizzie’s blouse with some force and pulled it off her back. She grabbed the zip at the back of Lizzie’s skirt and opened it then pulled hard until it slid down to Lizzie’s ankles. Lizzie adjusted her thong and bra, but Sophie had other plans. She undid Lizzie’s bra and it fell to the floor with her skirt. Lizzie’s bare 36D breasts jiggled nervously as Sophie returned to her weapons stockpile.

Sophie grabbed two large custard pies and walked over to Lizzie. “No Prizes for guessing where these are going” Sophie giggled and planted a pie on each of Lizzie’s boobs. Lizzie groaned as the cool custard was rubbed into her ample breasts. Sophie was learning fast.

Lizzie stood comically, hands on hips looking down at her custard-coated tits. “I don’t believe this” she exclaimed.

There was little time for reflection. Sophie opened up the front of Lizzie’s tiny white thong and began to pour maple syrup down. Lizzie felt the warm, sticky syrup run over her mound and between her legs. It felt amazing. “Oh my god” she moaned, as Sophie kept pouring and the syrup ran down the inside of her thighs. Lizzie’s thong stuck to her pussy as it soaked in syrup. Sophie then concentrated on Lizzie’s bum and began to drizzle the syrup down the back of her thong, covering her ass in sticky, warm syrup. Lizzie bent over and allowed Sophie to empty the last of the bottle between her legs.

“Stay bent over” Sophie instructed her prey as she stepped back and grabbed another trifle. Lizzie did as she was told, even when she felt her thong being pulled down her thighs, then lower leg right down to her ankles.

Sluurrp! Sophie pushed the trifle onto Lizzie’s naked bottom. Lizzie shrieked as the cold goo made contact with her ass and slopped all over her thighs. She let the trifle ooze all over her before she slowly and deliberately stood up straight again. Lizzie was naked, syrup and cream dripped from between her legs and down her thighs, her breasts were covered in custard, which had dribbled down all over her stomach.

Sophie picked up a bucket of vanilla ice cream and poured it over a squealing Lizzie’s head, covering her naked body in thick white gunge. As Lizzie wiped her eyes, Sophie grabbed her phone “say cheese Lizzie” she laughed as she snapped a picture of her handiwork. Lizzie groaned for effect, but was loving this.

Sophie stepped back and slipped in a pool of custard. She landed with a bump, her ass in a used custard pie. Both Lizzie and Sophie burst out laughing.

To be Continued..............

[wamram]

Brilliant

[captain sensible]

All those views and only one comment so far? Hardly seems fair!

So I'll say good story (it would make a hell of a photo shoot, with our favourite Splosh girls in the starring roles), and I'm looking forward to your next contribution!

[Scud01us]

lovely part two, and it reads as a great piece of revenge!

[Devo77]

Great story, loved the second part too.

[PleasePieMeMistress]

This story just keeps getting better lovely stuff