The University Summer Fayre

[Rainwearmad]

The midday sun beat down on the University Summer Fair, the air thick with the scent of grilled hot dogs and the sugary sweetness of cotton candy. Laughter and music mingled, creating a lively atmosphere that drew students and locals alike. Amidst the colourful array of stalls and games, a particular booth stood out: the "Pie Throwing Extravaganza."

Belinda, Hayley, Kate, Denise, Jenny, Cassie, and Lorraine, a close-knit group of university girls, huddled together, their eyes gleaming with mischief. They'd been anticipating this day for weeks, not for the rides or the food, but for the sheer entertainment value of watching unsuspecting targets get splattered with pie filling.

"Alright, team," Belinda, the de facto leader, said, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Let's find some worthy victims. Remember, the more reluctant, the better the show."

Their criteria were simple: someone easily flustered, perhaps a bit shy, and definitely not expecting to be dragged onto a stage and pelted with pies. They moved through the crowd, their eyes scanning for potential candidates.

Their first target was Jenny, a petite and quiet girl known for her studiousness. She was engrossed in a book near the flower stall, oblivious to the group's approach. Hayley, with her disarming smile, approached her.

"Excuse me," Hayley began innocently, "We're doing a survey for the fair. Would you mind answering a few quick questions?"

Jenny, ever obliging, looked up from her book. "Oh, sure, no problem."

That was all the invitation they needed. Before Jenny could react, Kate and Cassie were gently but firmly ushering her towards the stage, explaining in breathless tones that she'd been "randomly selected" for a fun contest. Jenny, bewildered and protesting weakly, was led towards the changing area behind the stage.

The crowd, sensing the unfolding drama, began to gather around the stage, their anticipation palpable. A large screen displayed the words "Choose Jenny's Rainwear!" as the girls presented an array of waterproof gear.

"Okay, folks!" Belinda announced into a microphone, her voice amplified across the fairgrounds. "Jenny needs protection from the incoming pies. What should she wear?"

The crowd roared with suggestions, most of them humorously impractical. Eventually, a consensus emerged: Jenny would be clad in a bright yellow fisherman's raincoat, oversized bright red over-trousers, and a matching sou'wester hat that flopped comically over her eyes. To complete the ensemble, she was given bright yellow wellies, two sizes too big.

A few minutes later, Jenny emerged, looking mortified in her ridiculous outfit. The girls, despite their earlier mischief, felt a pang of guilt, but the roaring laughter of the crowd quickly drowned it out. Jenny was secured to a large, rotating target on the stage.

The pies, filled with whipped cream and chocolate sauce, were handed out to eager volunteers. The countdown began, and then, splat! The first pie hit Jenny square in the face. A collective cheer erupted from the crowd as more pies followed, coating her in a sticky, sweet mess. Jenny, initially horrified, started to giggle, then laugh, finding a strange sort of liberation in the absurdity of it all.

The group moved on, feeling emboldened by their success. Their next victim was Denise, a slightly clumsy girl known for her love of bright colours. They lured her in with the promise of free ice cream, then whisked her away to the stage.

This time, the crowd chose a vibrant pink cagoule with oversized pockets, bright green waterproof leggings, and enormous purple wellington boots with cartoon frogs on them. The humiliation was arguably worse than the pie throwing itself. Denise, adorned in the garish ensemble, endured the barrage of pies with a forced smile, vowing revenge in her mind.

Their spree continued throughout the afternoon. Cassie, a shy bookworm they found browsing the used book stall, was tricked with the promise of a rare first edition and found herself clad in a child's ladybug poncho and bright red galoshes. Lorraine, a serious athlete who'd come to support a friend's fundraising stall, was lured with the promise of a sports massage and ended up in bright orange chest waders and a matching sou’wester.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, the girls reconvened, feeling a sense of accomplishment. They'd orchestrated a series of hilarious, albeit slightly cruel, pranks, and the fair was all the more lively for it.

But karma, as they say, has a funny way of evening the score.

Unbeknownst to them, the victims of their pie-throwing shenanigans had been plotting their revenge. Jenny and Denise, joined by Cassie and Lorraine, had rallied their friends and devised a counter-attack. As the girls were congratulating themselves on a job well done, they were surrounded.

"Well, well, well," Jenny said, a mischievous glint in her eye that mirrored Belinda's earlier in the day. "Looks like the tables have turned."

Before the group could react, they were being herded towards the stage, the same stage they had used to humiliate their victims. The crowd, sensing another round of entertainment, roared with approval.

"Now, ladies," Denise announced, grabbing a microphone. "It's your turn to experience the joy of being pied. But first, you need the proper attire."

The screen flickered to life, displaying a new set of rainwear options, each one more ridiculous than the last.

Belinda, known for her meticulous fashion sense, was forced into a bright blue PVC raincoat with a matching bucket hat, along with enormous yellow dungarees and oversized clown shoes. Hayley, the queen of effortlessly chic, was dressed in a fluorescent orange poncho, bright pink waders, and a sou'wester with flashing lights. Kate, the sporty one, was given a baby blue cagoule, bright red overtrousers with suspenders, and enormous green wellies. Denise, to add insult to injury, was forced to wear the bright green and yellow outfit that Jenny had originally been made to wear. Jenny was able to choose the outfit for Cassie, and selected a bright pink children's raincoat with pictures of unicorns on it, as well as purple puddle suits and yellow clogs. Lorraine was made to wear an outfit inspired by a farmer, in a yellow raincoat, green wellies and some large dark bib overalls.

One by one, the girls emerged onto the stage, looking utterly mortified. The crowd erupted in laughter, relishing the role reversal. They were strapped to the rotating target, and the pies began to fly.

The irony was not lost on the girls as they were coated in whipped cream and chocolate sauce. They had reveled in the humiliation of others, and now they were experiencing it firsthand.

As the last pie splattered against her face, Belinda couldn't help but laugh. It was absurd, ridiculous, and strangely liberating. The other girls joined in, their laughter echoing across the fairgrounds. They had learned a valuable lesson that day: what goes around, comes around.

Covered in pie filling and dressed in ridiculous rainwear, the group of friends had never felt closer. The day had started with a mischievous plan and ended with a shared experience of humiliation and laughter. As they cleaned themselves up, they vowed to make sure that fairness and integrity would come first in their next University fair.

The University Summer Fair had been a success, not just for the organizers, but for everyone who had participated, willingly or unwillingly. It was a reminder that sometimes, the best memories are made when things don't go according to plan, and that laughter is the best response to even the most embarrassing of situations.

[hotwilly]

[Cagoulelover]

I wasn’t sure what to expect but this was an oddly sexy story! Thanks for posting…..