You interrupt the pair of them before things escalate further. "Not here," you say urgently, "Follow me."
Despite seething with silent fury, neither Lumine or Mualani want to start anything in the restaurant. So you lead them out of the restaurant and into one of the conference rooms. You can feel the hostility rippling out of the pair of them, and you just know there's going to be a catfight — and you are one hundred percent on board with that. What you don't want is some meddler breaking it up. This might be the end of your relationship with Lumine, Mualani or both, so you are going to savor this moment and let it go the distance.
You usher the pair into the quiet conference room before following them and closing the door behind you. You turn around to address the two enraged women... and are struck dumb. Truly the patron deity of catfights is with you this night.
A large banner across the back of the room declares: "Finalists For Dessert Of The Year Competition." Beneath it is a huge table filled with a vast array of soft, creamy, puddings. There's custards, cakes, trifles and — to top it all off — at one end of the room is a gigantic, person-sized, chocolate fountain. And it's running, sending a steady stream of thick, gloopy, chocolate over the lip of a bowl about six feet off the ground.
The whole room is a shrine to everything sweet and sticky — and you just introduced two sexy-as-hell women with a strong desire to kick the other'sass. This is going to be the greatest night of your life. All you need to do is fan the flames.
"Okay, look," you say, "Clearly, we've gotten off to a bad start. Mualani, that was a harsh thing you said to Lumine. Why don't you apologise?"
"Sure," says Mualani, with dangerous insincerity, "I've got an apology for the skanky whore — right here!"
With that, your girlfriendgrabs some kind of creamy meringue and hurls it at her friend, covering her face and dress. Lumine reaches up and wipes her eyes, before flicking the excess cream from her hands onto the floor. "Oh you incredible bitch!" she says, and grabs a whole cream cake from the table and slams it square into Mualani's chest.
Whilt the majority of the cake falls away, a huge dollop of cream remains in a large circle, and proceeds to dribble down your girlfriend's cleavage. "You've ruined my dress!" she screams, and grabs a jug filled with custard and hurls it over Lumine.
The sticky yellow fluid covers splashes across Lumine, covering her hair and dress and dripping down.
With a wordless roar, Lumine hurls herself at Mualani and the two of them slam into the dessert-laden table. The table was not built to withstand the weight of two women and collapses. Mualani slips and falls and Lumine lands on top of her.
Mualani grabs at Lumine's cream-encrusted hair and Lumine grabs Mualani's in turn. They roll together smearing more of the sweet mess over themselves.
Oh you are going to hell for this, but it is such a ride. What now?
You unzip your pants and reach in for your waiting cock. It almost jumps into your grasp as you slowly begin the motions to make your own love custard. Before you get too carried away, you reach into your pocket and put something else into play.
By this point, Lumine and Mualani have broken apart again and staggered to their feet. They are so drenched in cream, custard and god knows what else that you can barely tell them apart. One that you think is Mualani throws a bowl of something at Lumine, but she misses completely.
For her part, Lumine stomps up to Mualani and delivers a massive right hook across the jaw. This sends a dazed and reeling Mualani staggering back and — oh yeah — straight into the chocolate fountain. There she is doused in the thick, warm, gloopy, liquid chocolate. It falls like a waterfall over her hair and face, and renders her unable to see.
Lumine follows your girlfriend in and is also quickly swamped in a creamy brown wave. Unlike Mualani, however, she is still able to see and follows up her first successful punch with another to the tits. Mualani grasps her breasts in pain, but then slips and lands on herass. Lumine follows her down and proceeds to continue wrestling with Mualani, trying to make her submit.
You can sense this is nearly over and proceed to jerk yourself harder. For the big finish, Lumine grabs Mualani's hair and buries her face in the pooled liquid chocolate. Blind, defenceless and struggling to breath, your girlfriend gives up the fight completely and merely strives to keep her mouth empty of the chocolate goo.
Sensing her victory, Lumine releases Mualani, and Mualani just slumps on her back, breathing hard, unable to do anything else. You watch as the triumphant Lumine stands over her fallen adversary — and you cum so hard you see stars.
Lumine looks over at you and sees you spilling your seed over the conference room floor. Her expression is one of utter disgust and she storms out, leaving you in a room with a tremendous mess.
You feel a slight pang at her going, and you don't fancy your chances of clearing this up with your defeated and humiliated girlfriend. Still, the loss is somewhat mollified when you pick up the phone you fetched from your pocket and see that the whole thing recorded just perfectly. This short film is going to keep you privately entertained for years to come — and is proof this whole thing really happened.
The End
