I can still remember, even though twenty years have passed since then, the very first WAM scene I ever saw. (Note: Unfortunately due to a minor wandering around during the scene, I am unable to share it). It was a pie scene – the woman in question is wearing a tray around her neck filled with cream pies for sale. A man, who lives with her in the show, lifts one of them with the clear intention of slamming it into her face. She sternly warns him off before shaking her head and smiling sweetly at him, clearly confident at this point that she can charm her way out of a pieing. However, he isn’t to be thrown off so easily. Realising that he means to go through with it, the women’s eyes widen; she’s getting very concerned now. She looks nervously at the pie and then back to the man.
He shrugs – of course he would, and he does. She moves as if trying to duck out of the way, but the tray around her neck makes evasion impossible. Her mouth moves as if to say “NO!”, but it’s too late. The pie… er… well, for some reason they show an animated pie striking her face over the top of the real pie, which effectively ruins the moment of impact, though it soon vanishes to show the aftermath. The first time I saw the scene, I didn’t care about the animated pie at all: all I knew that, from the moment the woman first warned the man off pieing her, I just HAD to see this woman get pied. And my exact though after seeing it was “I don’t know why, but I just have to see that again.” (and I did, but not until some eighteen years later). Though I wouldn’t fully come to understand this until much later, I had a WAM fetish, one that, much like two of the characters in the story we’re going to discuss today, was based entirely around the idea of humiliation.
TellyGunge has already covered one Peter Grimnim’s stories, Poor, Poor Emily, in one of his own WAMlit reviews (https://tellygunge.wordpress.com/2014/10/29/wamlit-review-poor-poor-emily-by-peter-grimnim/). This time around we’re going to take a look at my own personal favourite WAM story of all-time, Student Gunge War (Part 1) (also known as Natalie, Alex and Amy) http://web.archive.org/web/20050325055323/http://grimnim.com/alexnatandamy2004x.htm , a story which shares a few themes with Poor, Poor Emily, but is also in many ways a much more complex tale.
Student Gunge War revolves around three very distinct characters, all of them students who have been forced to live together, two of whom, as mentioned, have the same fetish. Indeed it’s the quality of the characterisations that really make this story stand out as one of the very best for me. Grimnim really takes his time fleshing out the characters appearances and personalities, and in this first part, skilfully building the events that will form the story’s (never written) conclusion. To this end Student Gunge War is the longest of Grimnim’s published stories (he was also working on a Gunge Novel, which before his website went defunct had slipped release to the point where he was ambitiously declaring that it would be released before the end of the twenty-first century) even before you consider that it’s only a half-finished story. The first character we are introduced to is Natalie, at home alone intently looking at an image of a girl with golden hair cowering on a stool precariously placed underneath a “daunting looking nozzle”.
In Poor, Poor Emily, Emily watched a gunging on TV and as TG describes in his review, she almost shares the victim’s suffering as she watches. In Student Gunge War however, Natalie absolutely revels in it.
“Natalie’s smile was getting wider by the second. “Oh god, She does not want that gunge does she!” She whispered gleefully to herself, “She is going to hate it so much!”. The picture stirred so much in her. The girl was so delicate, so pretty, so vulnerable, so obviously needing to be humiliated beyond belief. Natalie could feel the dread oozing from the picture, which she was greedily lapping up. She felt the desire to click Next building insider her. She longed to see the girl in the booth covered in the gloriously gooey slop which sat a few feet above her beautiful face. Still she resisted for a few seconds, gazing at the current picture almost mesmerised by it. The girl knew what she was going to get, she knew there was no way of escaping her fate and knew she wasn’t going to enjoy it.
Natalie became more and more excited. She wriggled on her chair as a buzz of sexual joy permeated its way through her entire body. Between her legs she could feel her clit beginning to tingle and start, slowly at first beg for something to touch and stimulate it. She could feel the dampness of her pussy lips against her panties, but did nothing. She just sat, milking every ounce of pleasure she could from the horrible anticipation which filled the poor girl’s terrified crystal blue eyes.
Natalie wriggled on her chair, she almost vibrated with excitement. She couldn’t take any more, she had to see the next picture. “Gunge the little bitch!” she whispered nastily as she defiantly left- clicked her mouse over the Next button.”
I really love this scene, and it’s one of the key elements of part one of the story. Grimnim, in his previous stories, always masterfully describes what the victims feel as they end up covered in gunge. In Student Gunge War however, he tackles it from another perspective: from that of those who love seeing (and as we will soon see, making) people get gunged and humiliated. TellyGunge would also tackle this in his Summer School series, with a scene inspired by this one, only with vastly improved technology at work (https://tellygunge.wordpress.com/2011/06/29/summer-school-chapter-1-beware-of-the-angels/).
It becomes clear at the end of the scene, however, that Natalie is no longer content simply watching people getting gunged; what she craves more than anything else is to carry out a gunging herself.
“What always had wanted for a long time, what she had wanted more than anything was to give someone a real life proper gunging. Someone who would do anything not to be covered with slime. Someone who would be humiliated beyond belief. Someone who deserved to be taken down a peg or two.”
It’s surely no coincidence that this leads straight into the introduction of Alex, who like Natalie shares the exact same WAM humiliation fetish. However unlike Natalie it’s clear that Alex is frequently able to act on her fantasies – although in a subtle enough manner that none of her friends (who frequently seem to be on the receiving end) seem to have quite caught on to what she’s up to. Presently Alex and her friends are returning home. A few drinks have been enjoyed, and her friend Louise has had a few too many, leading to Alex supporting her on the way back. Unfortunately something happens to catch Alex’s eye…
“As we walked I saw this gloriously large sludgy patch of mud right by the side of the pavement, right on the side that that drunken sucker Louise was walking on! Oooooh I could barely contain my excitement, it looked really deep and soooooooo perfectly gooey! I knew it would be a crime for Louise NOT to be covered in it.
It was just that perfect consistency, not to thick, not too wet, ideal for covering some silly little girl! The idea of Louise falling into it sent a wonderful tingle right through my body down to my pussy. I’d already started to get wet! I just couldn’t keep the grin off my face!
Disguised as another sway, I pushed Louise onto the grass just a couple of feet ahead of her putrid slime pit!! I couldn’t wait to see little blonde Louise plunging into it. She was wearing that little blue dress that left all her back, arms and legs perfectly exposed and vulnerable!!!!! I could tell that it would feel cringe-makingly disgusting against her skin and boy did she have a lot of skin on show! I was quivering with the thought of how hooorrrible it would feel for her! I was just so excited, I almost blew it by swaying back onto the pavement, but I just had to let her have a first hand experience of that foul, foul goo.
Every step closer, I got more and more excited until I was almost vibrating with anticipation! She wouldn’t know what had hit her, I knew it was going to be great! In the dark no-one else had spotted what was lying in wait ahead, so there was no escape for my little prey!!! What a sucker!
I’ll never forget that little screech she made as I let go of her arm and she slipped on the first bit of mud!! She skidded, then as if by divine intervention she plunged front first towards the mire. “Iiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeee——uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaghhhhh” was the noise she made, it almost made me orgasm there an then. It was like heaven when she, almost belly flopped down into that muck, which must have been about a foot deep!!!
It is always great to see a girl getting a sliming that they just do not want, it just makes me as wet as hell. My little scheme had worked so well, I could see Louise was going to be absolutely covered!
Everyone, including me, leapt back in unison! Louise was creating some horrible gooey splatters as her arms flailed wildly. I certainly didn’t want any of that disgusting mud to touch me!”
Again it can be noted that it’s Alex’s reactions to all this that are actually more important that the messing itself (although that is certainly quite spectacular!). And it was when reading this paragraph – particularly Alex’s reaction at the end “I certainly didn’t want any of that disgusting mud to touch me!” that the same feeling stirred in me that I’d first had all those years ago when that woman hadn’t wanted to get pied. At that moment, more than any other character in WAM fiction before or since, I just had to see Alex get gunged (there would be bad news ahead for me on that score). I just had to see this exceedingly beautiful girl who took so much delight in the messy humiliation of her friends, and yet absolutely hated the idea of getting gunged herself, end up on the receiving end for the first time.
A slightly alternate version of this scene was posted as a preview of the story on Mucky Vicky’s yahoo site back in the day which made this even more pronounced:
In this version it’s made even more clear that while none of the girls want any of the disgusting mud on them, Alex especially doesn’t want it. It’s interesting to consider why the scene changed, and I’ll look at that in a bit more detail towards the end of this review. It’s clear, however coming out of this scene that Alex is, in fact, going to be the perfect victim that Natalie will humiliate beyond belief by the end of part 2. In part 1, however, it’s another character that’s going to be getting the mess.
The third of the three girls, Amy, is a far more innocent character, very much in a similar vein to other Grimnim protagonists like Emily. The idea of being gunged is horrible to her, and she wouldn’t have the first idea why anyone would do such a terrible thing. Of course, she’s every bit the perfect foil for Alex and Natalie. After we get some background on Amy, Alex arrives back still delighted at Louise’s little expedition into the mud. Alex explains to Amy what happened, prompting Amy to give the worst reaction she could possibly give to a girl that carries out her fantasies of gunging girls who hate mess.
“”Yuck.” replied Amy, cringing slightly.”
Alex, lusting for more gunge, immediately puts a plan in motion to get Amy extremely messy. We see her preparing the mess (with great delight as she imagines Amy’s reaction to how horrible this is going to be), which she leaves in Amy’s bed. Grimnim notes that this is called an Apple-Pie bed, or “A bed filled with some kind of gunk that the victim doesn’t know about until the lie in it. A common prank of British youngsters. Not sure whether people in the US will have heard of it”. This seems exceptionally awful to me; I don’t think even the most dedicated Wammer wants to be going to bed and finding it soaked through with gunge when they lay in it! Unbeknownst to Alex, Natalie is watching this unfold; essentially confirming suspicions she’d held about Alex being into gunge. An oblivious Amy climbs into a very messy bed; the entire scene as she gets in is phenomenally well-written. For the first time in the story we actually now see gunge from the perspective of the victim, and poor Amy couldn’t be more horrified at what’s happening to her.
“The coldness, then the shock, then the stickiness, hit her senses almost immediately making her body spasmodically buck upwards. Her teeth instantly clenched in horror as every muscle in her gorgeous little body tightened. Pangs of shock and revulsion zapped through her, filling her with an explosion of electrified terror.
Faster than her petrified body could react, she noticed a click at the door, then a figure running, then springing towards her.
“EEEERRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” she screeched again as the body landed on top of her smacking her rigid, horrified body back down into the cold………..thing.
“EEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” She squealed as the strong body above her forced her down. Her body reverberated with cold, panic and disgust.
The body above her pushed her deeper into the…….the………..cold goo…?… that sat evilly beneath her defenceless, reviled skin.
In utter panic she squirmed and wriggled insanely, which only intensified the horrible, foul feeling of the gunk as it moved and oozed over her helpless tender flesh.
Her head was a deafening buzz of emotion. Her terror, her disgust, her utter defencelessness all clawed together at her mind. She was a bucking, writhing ball of horrible sensations…….
It seemed to last an eternity..”
I just love the descriptions in this scene; the word choice is absolutely perfect, even right down to her screams: doesn’t “EEEERRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” leave much more of an impression that simply stating that she screamed? Even the punctuation is used to incredible effect, only serving to heighten the sense of humiliation and giving us the impression that we’re right inside Amy’s head while this is happening.
The body that has landed on her is, of course Alex, who takes immense pleasure in forcing a mortified Amy further into the gunk she so carefully prepared for her. As Amy pleads for her to get off, Alex is initially of a mind to lay there all night…but, in a choice of words that will surely come back to haunt her, Amy tells her that she will do anything if she’ll just let her go. Alex obliges on the condition that Amy help her with her stall for RAG week. We’re left with a despondent Amy so humiliated and disgusted she’s close to tears, hating the contrast she has with Alex, who once again hasn’t gotten so much as a speck of gunk on her. Grimnim then advises us that part 2 is on the way – after apparently having been deleted accidentally – however, as stated, it was never completed, leaving me almost as despondent as Amy.
We can surmise a few things about part 2 from what Grimnim has skilfully set up in part 1. We know that Alex will no doubt have something exceptionally messy and humiliating lined up for Amy at her stall. However the wild card of Natalie will no doubt come into play at some point here. This, I would imagine, is where the alteration of the original mud scene might come into play, as the revision introduces the potential plot point of Alex’s diary (albeit someone’s diary being used as against them was also a plot point of ‘Poor, Poor Emily’). Grimnim describes Alex recounting the mud scene in her diary as an “over-zealous scrawl”, perhaps hinting that it will come back to haunt her in the future. Natalie will likely be investigating her suspicions surrounding Alex and mess, and should she read Alex’s diary, then there’s little doubt that, much like myself, she will conclude that Alex simply has to get the gunge she so loves dishing out. Natalie will then presumably take action to bring her wish to life – with Alex being the someone in “Someone who would do anything not to be covered with slime. Someone who would be humiliated beyond belief. Someone who deserved to be taken down a peg or two”.
Grimnim does also set up another potential plot point in that Natalie claims to be proficient at jujitsu, which is revealed to be a lie. I’m curious as to how this might have come into play – personally I like to imagine a very humiliated Alex, at the very end of the story, setting up another Apple Pie bed for Natalie to enact her revenge, and a squirming Natalie threatening her from underneath her, and Alex quickly coming to realise that her threats are totally a bluff. This would also seem to imply to the reader that the Gunge War, far from being over, is only just beginning. That however, is more something I would do, I feel – arrogant women who exude power like Natalie seem much more likely to leave a Grimnim story clean based on past trends.
Student Gunge War is an engaging, excellently written story written by an author at a time when he was really hitting his peak. You can really see how Grimnim’s confidence has grown, and he tackles this, a larger and much more complex story than his previous works, with tremendous skill. The characters are so well-crafted they all feel real; while there may be a contrivance in forcing two girls with such a rare trait together, the scenario of the girl who loves handing out messy humilations being about to fall victim to a far nastier girl who dreams of handing out a messy humiliation is so compelling and perfectly karmic it soon scarcely seems to matter. Grimnim was apparently studying psychology around this time, and it shows, with absolutely fascinating insight into the characters – and indeed the readers – fetish for gungy humiliation. It never seems to be championed or as overtly influential as “Poor, Poor Emily” or “Lucy and the Gunge”; I’m curious as to whether this is due to it essentially being an unfinished story, or whether perhaps the subject matter of this one is a little more niche. It’s certainly a story that’s stuck with me – even now, some ten years after I first read it, I dust it off two or three times a year, and amazingly it’s lost none of its impact. Every read seems to unveil some new detail that I missed before. While there’s certainly a large degree of frustration and disappointment in never getting to see Alex getting gunged, I’m pleased part 1 wasn’t accidentally lost as well. I’m glad for the time I got to spend with these characters, and I know that in another ten years… I’ll still be reading this story, still feeling the same things I do today. That’s an amazing talent for a writer, and an amazing power for a story to have.
Does anyone else have any memories of this story? Or anyone read it for the first time wishing to share their thoughts? Anyone have any unfinished WAM stories that they harbour similar fondness for, or lament that were never completed?