I am all ready for a night out, in my tight shiny black trousers, black top and brand new high heel ankle boots. Little do I know that a lost bet from months ago is about to resurface just as I'm ready to leave.

Brought into the already prepared bathroom, I'm forced to fill my brand new boots with shaving foam before putting them back on, and then have to get my shiny trousers all messy too, filling the pockets, and squirting the foam down my crotch and ass, all over my pink panties.

It soon gets worse for me as I am ordered to climb into a bathtub full of foam (20 cans worth), and then sit down and roll around in it, turning me into an unrecognisable white blob. I pie myself in the face and rub the foam all over my body, as well as inside my top and trousers.

Soon, however, I realise that I quite enjoy the feeling of the thick creamy foam all over me and inside my clothes, and start to play.

The scene was to be ended by washing off the foam with a bucket of green slime over the head, but the handle of my bucket broke at exactly the wrong time, so most of it spilled. Oh well, there will always be next time.