Of The Booth Babes !

As the clock edged towards five, the crowds thinned out appreciably and Debbi was left to ponder her aching feet and the increasingly urgent need to relieve her bladder. There was one further unpleasant surprise as Jackie and Sarah swung by for a third time. "Thought you might like to see how social media's reacting" said Sarah tauntingly. She held out her phone. The number of likes and shares was far too high for Debbi's liking and among the expected plethora of text speak in the comments were several words all beginning with the letter "S".....slut, slag, slapper. But the most upsetting thing was her first real sight of a photograph of herself in her "costume". It was obscene, you could see everything clearly ! And she had been parading about like that all day ! She wanted to confront Carol for misleading her about how revealing it was but by now her main concern was to visit the rest room.

The PA system was encouraging attendees to leave the venue so Debbi headed across the floor to the rest room. She still made a surreal sight as she walked through the emptying space with her paint still stark against her clearly naked body. But most people were now busy packing up and dismantling their stands and she only attracted a few glances. She entered the toilets to find two other booth babes checking themselves in the mirror. "Oh my god" said one, clearly enough to ensure Debbi heard. She entered the cubicle and did her best to ignore the whispered chatter as she gratefully relieved herself. She decided to wait until they left to avoid more cattiness but this proved to be a mistake. The whispering stopped, followed by the sound of taps running. But she had not heard the door close. Without warning, a pile of sodden toilet paper followed by a huge quantity of water came over the top of the cubicle and all over her bare body ! Debbi screamed in shock as the rest room filled with laughter, running footsteps and a few parting words of ****.

Debbi emerged from the cubicle dripping wet and splattered with pulpy wet toilet paper. She wandered over to the mirror gasping, the water had been ice cold. She looked at herself, her hair and makeup ruined. She groaned and began pulling the blobs of wet paper from her body. It seemed all the available toilet paper had been used in the prank. Debbi tried drying as best she could by running her hands and arms under the dryers before trying to wipe away as much moisture as possible from the rest of her frame. To her horror, the unexpected shower had finally breached whatever waterproofing the paint had been designed to withstand. This became apparent as she looked down to find that her hands and forearms had been covered in messy shades of brown, orange and black. "Oh no, no, no , no !" she yelped , rushing over to the mirror to find that she had not only smeared the pattern but also exposed several areas of her buttocks and belly, as well as spreading paint over the tops of her shoulders and her face ! She looked utterly ridiculous, as though she had been in a fight with a paintbrush. With no way of drying herself, she couldn't even remove what paint was there and accept her open nudity. Dread filled her as she began to panic about what to do !