Claire starts her Journey

Claire started moving along to the back corner of the stage where the entire stage wall was raised into the rafters showing her upcoming torments. Holly narrated as Claire moved along.

“First of all you have to drive to the Airport, be careful of any muddy puddles”. Large clumps of thick mud from the earlier mudpit fell onto Claire’s head and face, Unable to reach her face, she had to resort to shaking her head to try and clear enough of it to see. Then without warning more mud this time far more liquidy, sprayed up from below, coating her legs and waist in the brown muck.

“Once you get to the airport, you can board your flight, which will take you through some nice fluffy clouds” Thick white foam was pumped from the walls as well as from above, Claire was reduced to spitting out the foam as she started to resemble the ‘Stay Puff Marshmallow Man’. “Of course some of those clouds might be rain clouds…” A deluge of water dropped from a tank above Claire washing away most of the foam and mud but soaking her in the process. Claire was just thankful the water wasn’t cold.

“Being so high up you do hit a few cold spots..” four thin jets of extremely cold water shot out at Claire as the trolley stopped moving. The constantly moving jets were a constant distraction as they travelled up and down Claire’s body. “Whilst you may enjoying the flight UH OH. Your luggage was damaged by the baggage handlers.” Holly walks over to THE DESTROYER where Claire’s suitcase is waiting. Claire can only look on as Holly, opens the suitcase and throws the contents into the wood chipper machine. Fragments of cloth are expelled as Claire still has the cold water jets tormenting her body. With all her luggage destroyed and her current clothes soaked and likely to get even more messy, Claire is wondering how she is going to get home.

“Yep, all destroyed, how unfortunate. Luckily when you arrive you discover it’s extremely hot” Claire’s trolley jolts forward finally taking her beyond the water jets and under a large hot air blower. The air is warming her up but it is also messing up her already bedraggled hair even more. Holly walks over to where Claire is being blown. “In fact it’s so hot, you decide to strip down so your skin can get a perfect tan.” Holly reveals a large pair of scissors which she uses to cut away all of Claire’s outer clothing leaving her clad in just a purple underwear set. Holly moves away as the hot air stops and Claire is suddenly covered in brown gravy. The cold congealing liquid pools in Claire’s exposed cleavage and soaks through the thin material of her underwear.

“Once you arrive at the hotel, you get to enjoy two meals a day” the two beauticians return this time flanked by buckets of food. “You get Breakfast!” one beautician lifts a bucket of baked beans over Claire’s head and slowly pours it over her face & hair, letting it dribble down her body to mix with the gravy. The second beautician picks up a bucket of cooked tomatoes in a lot of juice and opening up the back of Claire’s panties, fills them up covering her bum with the mixture. She then pulls open the front of the underwear and repeats the process before snapping the underwear back into place. The feeling of tomatoes smushing up against her private parts was a new sensation for Claire and the movements around her most sensitive area was starting to overwhelm her.

“And Dinner”. A bucket of fish stew is dumped over Claire coating her in the slimy stinking mixture. Meanwhile the second beautician is grabbing handfuls of mashed potato and rubbing it into Claire’s skin before building a mound on top of her head. “And don’t forget dessert” two buckets of custard are unceremoniously thrown at Claire, knocking off most of the mashed potato mound and adding yellow to the multicoloured mix.

“At night you might want to go and explore the night-life and even check out one of the many sex shops in the resort…” Claire can’t see what the audience is laughing at, but she knows it can’t be good, as from below her a dildo is slowly raised up from the trolley. Claire is startled when she feels it reach her groin area where it nestles gently against her sodden underwear. “hopefully you enjoy your new toy” Claire suddenly shrieks as the dildo starts to vibrate which along with the sensations she’s already feeling from the tomato in her underwear and the knowledge that her half naked form was being ogled by a huge TV audience was getting her extremely horny.

“We all know Turkey is famous for it’s Kebabs, so after a few drinks you may decide to try the local delicacy, made from Lamb..” bits of Raw lamb and lambs blood drop from above, Claire scrunches her face up at the disgusting mixture “Onion” Raw sliced onions falls sticking to the mess already covering Claire’s body, the smell making Claire’s eyes water. “and Flour” White powder drops onto Claire leaving her in a cloud of flour. When the cloud disperses, the audience can see that the flour has stuck to her body turning large parts totally white. Claire was getting really concerned about her hair, worried about how she was going to wash this claggy mixture out. “of course, you need some chilli sauce with that” red gunge dropped from above coating Claire yet again and adding to layers of mess. She was just thankful it wasn’t actual chilli sauce as she couldn’t imagine getting that in her eyes.

“Like many people on holiday, after a night out with several drinks, you may even try your hand as Skinny Dipping” Claire went wide eyed as the trolley came up to a new section where the beauticians were holding scissors. The first beautician cut straight up the front of Claire’s bra, separating the cups, she then snipped the sides, leaving the bra hanging off the shoulders not holding anything in place before finally cutting off the shoulder straps to reveals Claire’s stained breasts tot he world. The second beautician went for the direct approach from the panties and simply cut away the waistband on both hips. The sticky gloop meant that the panties stayed in place until Claire felt the beautician grab the underwear from behind and pull the cloth through her legs rubbing against her over sensitive lips. Claire thought she couldn’t get any more exposed as her naked filthy body was displayed spread eagled not only for the studio audience but also the audience at home, but then she felt the dildo rise higher and slightly part her lips before stopping it’s ascent. Claire didn’t know how much longer she could hold out against the vibrations. The trolley rumbled onto centre stage.

“After all that, what better way to mark the end of your incredible Turkish holiday, than with a large serving of Turkish Delight?” Claire was in the centre of the stage, naked, the dildo vibrating against her, trying her best not to give in, when a wave of pink sticky sugary liquid engulfed her. The gunk was so sticky she could barely move and she found her nether lips stuck fast to the sides of the dildo.

Holly turned back to the audience. “Whilst Claire enjoys her delights, I’m afraid that’s all we have time for this week. Join us next week as we have more games, more holidays to be won and much much more mess! All you have to ask yourself is, is it WORTH THE RISK?”

The camera stays on the pink sticky blob that was previously Claire as the credits roll.