A cute Danish visitor stops by. He's a big gunge fan but has never received a proper pie in the face. In this session, I convince him to get gunged in formal clothes another first for him. Coincidentally, we both pick out assembles with large checks.

I spot my visitor's clean blue-grey socks and place his left foot on my lap. As I attempt to mess it with the gunge from the floor, my visitor slams a pie over the back of my head. I look up to see what just happened, and receive a face smear from my visitor. He throws some cake batter at me before I decide to take revenge and cover his entire sock with gunge.

My visitor straddles me as we make out and I run my hands over the back of his white shirt, staining it with my hand prints and smearing cake batter all over.

With his back fully covered, I sit my visitor down and drip pink gunge over his right leg and sock. I unzip his pants and pour pink gunge through the open zipper. "Oh f*ck," my visitor calls out as he feels the pink gunge flowing into his pants. I proceed to rub it in. I pour a scoop of pink gunge over his head. I know my visitor loves it tremendously so I pick up the bucket and empty it over his head.

My visitor looks like he's down to his last pawn. I unleash another bucket of gunge over his head. As the thick slop cascades over his face, our gunge reaches its climax as my visitor explodes with a series of loud moans.

Checkmate.