Custard

by

Aristocatch

Michelle is a modern-day relative of Constance, Lady Jane's maid. Although British she now lives in America where she has a small agency organising wrestling entertainment. Taking advantage of an evening's entertainment in a remote town she calls in and sees an elderly relative who gives her the remains of the documents written by Constance, which provide details of her wrestling experience with Lady Jane. She gets in touch with a publishing company and together with their employee, Janet, she begins piecing together the documents and repairing parts that time has damaged, which turns out to be a long process involving several meetings which they fit in around Michelle's business obligations.

Towards the end of one of these meetings Janet said,

“We'll get on looking for the missing papers and working on the other accounts. In the meantime, I've got a favour to ask of you.”

“Ask away.”

“Your video footage fascinated me, as did all you told me. I tried to put myself in the position referred to by Constance in her letter to try to understand her reasoning and eventually I said to myself 'there's only one thing to do and that's to try it'. So do you think you'd be able to arrange it?”

Michelle knew perfectly well what Janet was talking about and having seen her interest during her previous visit she was not unduly surprised. She nevertheless strung Janet along a bit.

“Arrange what?”

“That I could have a go at mud wrestling – but not in front of loads of men.”

“You'd like to wrestle with another woman in mud?”

“Yes”.

Michelle was very tempted to continue stringing Janet along, but she also wanted her cooperation in finding the 'missing' accounts. So she thought for a while and had an idea.

“I'll tell you what. I've got a contract being negotiated with an ad agency to provide some footage of wrestling in custard for an ad they have in mind. I've seen some footage of custard wrestling and it's not ideal. We're therefore going to have to do some tests to find the best mix, so that the footage gives the perfect result. If you're prepared to swap mud for custard you could become our guinea pig!”

Janet's eyes were nearly popping out of her head.

“We're planning on testing on Friday after I've finished my day job. Are you free to come?”

She was sure that Janet wouldn't say no, and she wasn't disappointed. “Bring your bikini – we'll provide the showers and the towels.”

They talked on and arranged the time and place.

Michelle was not surprised on arriving at the chosen venue to find that Janet was already there waiting. With Michelle was her secretary, a tall slim blond called Diana, whom she introduced to Janet. They went into the hall.

The advertising agency had found a small sports hall, which they considered would film well and where they could set up good lighting conditions. They only wanted a few seconds of footage, but it had to be of the quality that their client demanded. The hall had good changing facilities which made it ideal.

Three inflatable pools had been set up, with a different mix in each. Two were basically yellow in colour and the third tinted darker. To comply with regulations there was actually some of the client's custard powder in each, but mixed with other products to produce what they hoped would be the conditions that would film best – not as wet as in some on-line videos, but not too solid either.

Only two members of the advertising agency were still there and the technician responsible soon left, leaving his female colleague to oversee things. If the ideal conditions could be found, filming would be arranged for a later date and Michelle would provide the wrestlers in accordance with filming demands. But for the moment testing was the objective.

Plastic sheeting had been lain over the floor under and between the pools, and between the pools and the changing rooms, to minimise cleaning-up operations. Michelle had specifically requested that no men from the ad company be present during testing due to the amateur nature of the wrestlers to be used, and that the representative who would be present give some thought to clothes which would not be damaged by flying custard. The lady in question, a forty-ish, middle-ranking executive had come with a plastic mac, but when she saw who would be present she accepted the offer of a spare bikini which Michele had brought with her.

Even if the evening was to be a fun evening for Janet, it was work for Michelle and she spent some time checking the solidity of the pools, the hardness of the floor, and the state of the custard. Eventually she suggested they all get changed and return to the pools. A pile of towels were lain on the floor and covered with plastic sheeting to keep them dry.

Janet was surprised to see Diana wearing a bikini as well.

“Don't worry” said Michelle. “You'll get your chance with me, but I also need to see from the outside what it looks like. Diana has been pestering me for a while to find out what it's like, so tonight everyone gets their chance. I hope you don't mind. And anyway I had to take precautions in case you didn't like it and wanted to stop!”

Michelle's last sentence produced just the reaction she wanted and an enthusiastic Janet confirmed her willingness to participate in any way that could help.

“Do you want to join in as well?” Michelle asked the executive who indicated that it was not currently her intention, but that she would keep an open mind.

Michelle took Janet over to the first pool and helped her in. Then she asked Diana to join them.

“Given that I've rather more experience than you two, why don't you two join forces and try to pin me down?”

The first couple of minutes were anything but encouraging. Both Janet and Diana were reluctant to get covered in custard and they tried everything they could think of to delay this happening. Once Michelle had gotten hold of them both and dumped them unceremoniously in yellow dessert they began to relax and take the fight back to Michelle. Shortly after she called a halt and said that she had to watch from outside the ring.

The executive, Cindy as she preferred, handed her a towel.

“Right girls” Michelle said, “let's have a nice dirty fight. Cindy here has just said she wants to see who has the biggest chest – isn't that so Cindy?”

“Absolutely”.

The custard was extremely slippery and the two ladies had some difficulty keeping their balance. It therefore took some time to discover that Diana's custard assets were actually larger than Janet's, despite her slim build. Her longer arms had proved the difference between the two, allowing her to remove Janet's bra first. So far as Michelle was concerned the mix seemed too slippery for an ideal photo shoot. Both went to collect their bras before leaving the pool, but Michelle encouraged them not to put them back on.

They rubbed off much of the clinging deposits and moved over to the second pool, which also contained a yellow mix.

“You start” said Michelle, “I'll join you in a minute”.

Diana helped Janet into the pool and they both knelt down facing each other.

“We no longer have bras to remove” she started to say.

Michelle was ready for her,

Then you'll have to remove something else, won't you?”

Both women looked at her in surprise. Diana looked about to object to her boss but Janet got in first.

“Don't think you are about to get away with this” she said bravely to Michelle. “There's no way you're leaving here with all your clothes on!”

“You wanted to find out about the things in the documents” Michelle replied. “Don't grumble!”

Cindy seemed thoroughly amused by all this side show but she watched closely enough when Diana and Janet started to test out each other and the custard. As the two slid around not getting very far it must be said in trying to remove the bikini bottoms, they did at least prove that this mix stuck more to the body and splashed more when they landed in it. Cindy was soon expressing the opinion that it seemed better suited to their needs than the first batch.

Michelle left her two helpers to demonstrate the qualities of the mix, remaining outside the pool. As fights go it would not have attracted much of an audience and the adherence qualities of the custard meant that, even when both were naked, the custard hid much of their nudity. Both seemed to have lost their shyness by the time their full attributes were on display and they made no effort to cover themselves as they left the pool, having wiped as much of the custard off as possible.

The third pool was the darker-coloured mix, nearer chocolate and hence nearer mud in colour. As the two demonstrators climbed in its consistency seemed reasonable.

“What are we fighting for now?” Janet asked.

“Pleasure, of course. And me if you wish”.

Michelle joined them in the pool and used her years of experience to keep them both at bay for quite some time before her clothes were removed.

“I like the feel of it” she said, “but I'm not sure about the colour. “What do you think Cindy?”

“I agree. It may actually be the best for a wrestling spectacle but not for what we want. It looks to me as if the second is the best bet. I think we should be able to get some good images from it. Come on” she continued looking at Janet, “I think we should get back in there so that you can initiate me to these pleasures you seem to be enjoying!”

Janet did not need asking twice – though she did query on what basis they would wrestle, one being dressed and the other naked. Michelle replied.

“As a continuing part of your experience Cindy will show you what it feels like to have your breasts squeezed, while you try to expose hers!”

Janet finally realised that she had been set up – but she had got what she wanted, to try out wrestling and to be in intimate contact with other female bodies.

Wiping dark custard off her she promptly changed pools, there to be joined by Cindy who proved to be far more competent than Janet was. Fortunately for Janet, she was only ready for a bit of fun and, although she did squeeze Janet's modest attributes fairly frequently, there was no malice involved and no attempt to cause pain.

Janet was feeling really tired by the time she had divested Cindy of her bikini, but she perked up when the other two joined them for an unforgettable session of throwing each other around in the custard with a great deal of hilarity. Then it was off to the showers and finally Cindy suggested they all get something to eat together.