I was in the mood for chocolate. So I baked some chocolate cakes and covered each with an entire can of chocolate frosting. Next I made some brownie batter, but something went wrong when I was mixing it. One thing lead to another and by the time I fixed it I had more than 40 pounds of brownie batter. The only thing left to make was the slime. Wanting to keep my dark substance theme going I tried tinting it black, but that didn't quite work right either and it ended up a little watery. Now, with all my cakes, batter and slime ready all I had to do was decide on a good outfit to mess up. I chose some new black panties that I got for a special occasion, and I couldn't think of a better one than getting messy. After all the trouble I had setting up I just wanted to get all these cakes and slime on my body. As soon as I sat on the mattress I grabbed the nearest cake and slowly pressed it into me. The feeling of the gooey frosting made me want more and I couldn't help but begin to pour the batter over myself, filling my panties up and coating my skin. I just needed more so I grabbed the rest of the cakes and some slime and indulged myself until my panties were to heavy to stay up. I stripped them off eager to feel this sensation all over and began pouring the mix of crumbled cakes, slime, and batter over myself. I rolled and played in this mixture in what I can describe as pure ecstasy. The only problem came with the clean up. Only once I was in control of myself again did I notice that my hair felt the same way it does when you mix flour, water and hair together. For those of you who have done this, I'm sure you feel my pain. If you haven't and are now curious, don't! Luckily it was just a big ball of frosting stuck in my short hair. But it was still a difficult clean up.