Wish upon a Well

As I ran through a small park area, I came upon a large water fountain, recognising it as a landmark near my apartment. With no one else around, I decided to take a moment to catch my breath, and ready myself for the final leg of my naked journey, the trickling water lulling me into a relaxed state.

I leaned in and peered into the shallow pool of water, and beyond my beautiful - and thankfully now dry - reflection was a layer of coins adorning the fountain floor. I’m not a superstitious woman, but at that point I would’ve tried anything to make my nightmare. A pity I didn’t have a coin to toss.

I looked up, and met the cold gaze of an all too familiar piece of machinery that had been taped to the central column of the fountain…

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Camera Catastrophe - The Fountain

You discover a hidden camera capturing your streaking movement near a decorative fountain. To try to erase the evidence, you perform an extravagant dive into the fountain.

Challenge difficulty: Hard

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With my hands cuffed behind me, I had been unwittingly baring all to a video camera. I felt a surge of panic well up in me, and I leapt into the fountain without hesitation. I ignored the cold that enveloped me feet as I worked to remove the camera. As it was too high for me to reach with my bound arms, I tried to push my shoulder against it, but it wouldn’t budge.

As I struggled, I saw people beginning to take notice of my impromptu splash party, and the sound of the fountain’s water spouts began to feel more like a ticking clock. In my desperation to end the situation quickly, I opted to roundhouse kick the camera from it’s perch.

While I’m fairly certain my spin kick gave the camera a more than adequate view of my vagina, the moment was over too quickly for me to really feel self conscious. When my foot connected with the camera, I lost my balance, and fell into the fountain pool front first. I craned my neck upwards, sputtering water and meeting the gaze of the the small crowd that had observed my feat of martial arts. I twisted myself into a sitting position, grimacing as I plunged my buttocks into the cold water, before getting to my feet and stepping out of the fountain. Once again, I was drenched, with almost as much water dripping from my tits as there was from the fountain. However, my spirits lifted as I saw the broken remains of the camera on the ground. It seemed that my kick and set it flying into the concrete path, causing it to shatter on impact.

Satisfied that there was no verifiable evidence of my - admittedly refreshing - splash around, I took off in a full sprint towards my home.

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Success: Lose 1DP as you make a wet mess but manage to destroy the evidence.