MASSIVE - GUNGE GROTTO 2 - MRS GONZALEZ Written by Iron-K, 2019 "We're nearly done for the morning but we've just got time for one more game," the dark purple rabbit announced as he made his way into the corner of the set, where the floor was made up to look like a swampy jungle surface with a tall rough cave entrance carved into the wall. In front of the mouth of the cave, a bald golden lioness wearing a bright green bikini was seated on a metallic chair, her legs cuffed to the front of her seat with a pair of foam shackles. "Please welcome Maria and Miguel to the Gunge Grotto!" He stepped past the lioness as the audience whooped, and crouched down next to a cubicle on the wall to address the younger lion seated inside. "Miguel, how's your morning been so far?" "Hi!" The lion boy started, jumping a little at the sound of his amplified voice. His gaze flitted to the camera that had been turned on him, and he combed a hand through the scruff on his head forming the beginnings of a mane. "Been great, thanks," he said. "Good! And I know you've been looking forward to this part..." The rabbit grinned as Miguel nodded enthusiastically. "You're with us this morning because you want to gunge your mom, Maria - can you tell us why?" "'Cause she never wears enough and she's always embarrassing me in front of my friends," he responded, relaxing into a smile as the watchers around him cheered in encouragement. "Okay, Mrs Gonzalez - let's hear what you have to say!" The rabbit stood up again and turned to face the seated lioness. "Is that true? I see you've gone kind of on the skimpy side just now..." he said, indicating the small green triangles of fabric across the lioness's breasts and the bikini bottoms that sat high on her waist, leaving her hips bare. Maria smirked, a glint in her eye as she canted her head to the side. "Hey, it's not like I wear this all the time - I just came prepared..." "Come on, is that the most modest swimsuit you own?" he asked. "No, Shane, this one's for people I like," she purred. The rabbit visibly swallowed with a hint of a blush on his cheeks as his gaze went up and down her, then glanced at Miguel shaking his head and quickly looked back down at his cue cards. "Okay, so this is a special occasion, but let's just have a look at a photo one of Miguel's friends sent us - this was your Halloween costume last year..." The lion boy visibly cringed as the monitors above the audience showed a photo of the lioness in an Egyptian-style headdress and very little else, her chest wrapped in long criss-crossing bandages that dove down between her legs to barely cover her. Laughter came up as some of the audience noticed the uncomfortable younger lion in the background trying to hang back from her. Shane turned and stared up at the image, his mouth hanging open slightly, before composing himself. "So... heh. That's a costume of a character from one of Miguel's favourite games - do you enjoy embarrassing your son like this?" he asked. "Hey, if he can't handle a real woman wearing that he shouldn't be playing them," the lioness smirked with a glance over at her cringing son. Shane nodded with a shrug, the rings in his long ears jangling, then took a step back. "All right, whatever your reason is, Miguel's got you poised for a very messy experience! I'm going to ask you a set of five questions on a subject that Miguel chose - namely, his video games." He paused at the cheer of appreciation from the audience, then pointed up at a trio of grotesque faces moulded above the cave entrance. "The gargoyle heads back there are going to keep score for us - we'll let you have two mistakes, but the moment you get a third one wrong, you're going to be dragged backwards and slimed in our Gunge Grotto." The lioness twisted in her chair to look at the cave entrance behind her, and a camera operator came in close to get a shot of the set of sprayers and nozzles mounted around its walls and ceiling. "But we don't want to make things totally unfair - if you get three questions right, then we'll start up Miguel's gunge tank instead!" Mrs Gonzalez followed Shane's pointing finger to the tank of bright blue slime visible above the booth her son was inside. As he clasped his hands together and looked up with an uncomfortable smile, she flitted her fingers back and forth in a wave. "And let me just take a quick survey on how that stuff feels - Cherry, you found yourself under the giant nose earlier," he said, turning to a cow girl in loose clothing who was seated in the front row nearby. "How would you describe it?" "Yuck-tastic," the young bovine answered, shuddering and combing her hand through her pink hair, still wet from the shower she'd taken backstage. "Hah... all right, you heard that! I'll try to keep you safe, Miguel..." Shane jumped back to stand in front of the seated lioness as the lights began to dim, leaving her spotlit from above. "Let's begin! We'll start you off easy - what's the name of the character you dressed up as in the photo we just showed?" The lioness looked to the ceiling in thought for just a second. "I can't remember," she responded with a shrug. "All right - that's one to Miguel already!" There was a hiss from the wall above the cave and a long tongue unfurled from the mouth of the gargoyle on the left, its eyes glowing. The lion in the booth pumped his arms in the air as the second question was read out. "What's the name of the long-running fighting game series based on heavy metal culture that features characters like Ky Kiske and Slayer?" "Uh..." Mrs Gonzalez tapped her shackled feet as she thought, her face still indifferent and casual. "I'm gonna have to pass on that," she said. "Okay, that's two chances gone already!" Shane glanced up as a second tongue unfurled. "So you'd better get this right - in another famous game series, the Forerunners constructed a set of giant space platforms shaped like... what?" "Oh, um..." The lioness gestured in front of her. "Spheres - they're called Dyson Spheres?" "No!" The rabbit called delightedly, his eyes going up to the wall behind her as the third gargoyle's tongue unfurled. "The answer was rings, or you might call them Haloes... and that's three wrong answers, so Miguel's going to send you for a messy ride!" Shane gestured to the young lion in the booth, who had a huge grin on his face as he glanced to the giant switch on the wall next to him. He reached up to take its handle, then met eyes with his mom on the chair, who still had a smirk on her face as he threw the lever down emphatically. The lioness jumped despite her nonchalant act as plumes of smoke burst from the floor around her with a hiss, and the chair she was sitting on began moving backwards on a rail towards the mouth of the plastic cave. She twisted in the seat to look over her shoulder at a spurting noise from behind her, and her eyes widened slightly as a set of sprayers around the walls and ceiling of the entrance spluttered to life, pumping a rain of bubbly foam across the threshold. Maria faced the front again and squeezed her eyes closed with a grin as she was carried through the entrance, one of her ears flicking as the light foam spattered on to her fur. She tilted her head to the side a little as she passed a sprayer that smeared bubbles over her neck and right cheek, then opened her other eye and wiped it away with a smile. The chair stopped moving with a clunk, making her bounce a little back in the seat just before an alarm rang and a downpour of blue gunge dropped from the ceiling to splatter out over her head. An excited whoop came up from the cheering onlookers, with Miguel twisting in his seat and leaning forward to watch with a grin as his mom squirmed under the falling gunge. The smooth blue paint-like glop poured down from her head and splattered forward across her lap, the upturned bowl shape twitching and revealing glimpses of her cringing grin as the ooze slithered down her muzzle and chest. The downpour of gunge from the ceiling began to thin and Maria sat upright underneath it, letting the slime crawl in waves down her face. She raised her hands from her knees and flicked them with her fingers splayed, sending thin strings of gunge flying out to splat on the walls of the cubicle. Ducking her head a little forwards out of the blue drizzle still pouring on to her from the ceiling, she moved her hands up and slowly dragged her hands across her eyes, leaving furrows behind in the thick slime clinging to her face. With a smile, she returned her hands to the arms of the seat, then yelped as the walls on each side of her suddenly sprang inwards, sandwiching her between two huge sponge pads soaked in shaving cream. The audience members seated next to the cave visibly jumped back as a wave of foam splattered out of the cave from the impact, flecks of it landing on the edge of the nearest bleachers. As the pads slowly retreated, Miguel's gaping smile got even wider, laughing along with the audience as the lioness reappeared covered in thick peaks of blue-stained foam that crept slowly down her soaked fur and fell in heavy dollops on to the cave floor. She pursed her lips and spat a puff of foam away from her face, a grin just visible underneath the mess as she bowed her head forwards. "Here comes the best part!" Shane yelled above the noise of the cheering as the seat began to move forward again, carrying the slimy lioness back out of the cave. Suddenly she disappeared again behind a wide curtain of green gunge falling across the cave entrance, which continued to pour in messy strings and streaks as she was inched slowly through it. Miguel grinned at the raucuous cheering from the audience, pumping his arms in the air in a victorious pose as he watched his mom slowly emerging from the curtain of gunge like a chocolate bar being coated. As the shape of her completely covered head became visible she leaned forward out of the green wave, twisting in the seat as the gloop poured down her neck and back. The slime finally shut off and the lion boy joined in the applause as the gunge-drenched lioness was brought to a halt in front of him, bouncing forward slightly as the chair clunked to the end of the rail. She shook her head, sending thick globs of slime dripping away from her face, and opened one eye with an wide-mouthed smile as a trickle of green gunge poured off her chin. As the thick curtains of slippery green goo crawled down the lioness's fur and trickled to the floor, she raised a hand to wipe across her eyes and looked down at herself. She smirked as she caught sight of her bikini top, which had slithered off her shoulders and was tangled around her upper arms, the twisted cups on her chest just barely clinging on to conceal her nipples. Taking care not to let it slip further, she slowly raised one arm and blew a kiss to the audience stands next to her, her other hand going up to cover herself coyly as she waved to them. --- The scene froze as the recorded video was paused, and the gray-tinged mouse with the remote got up from the group of youths clustered around the small television screen in the corner of the bedroom. "And that's the picture that's going straight in the spank-bank," he crowed, brandishing the remote and indicating the grin of the almost topless gunged lioness on the screen. Behind her, her son's wide-eyed horrified expression was just visible out of focus in the corner of the shot. "Seriously, Maxwell?" another voice came up from the group seated on the floor, but was quickly drowned out by wolf-whistles and cheers from the others. "Your mom's super-hot, Mickey," an elephant boy said from beside the dazed young lion sitting bolt upright in the centre of the group. He shook his head as he stretched his hands in the air, then clapped an arm around his feline friend's shoulder. "I can't believe you nearly got her naked! Hey, if we time the next round of cookies right, maybe she'll come up in that bathrobe she wears without the cord..." The lion boy snapped out of his daze and silently curled up in embarrassment, tucking his knees up and bowing his head. From behind him, the hyena seated on the bed reached down to rub his shoulder. "Cheer up, Mickey - at least you didn't get gunged..." The lion boy sighed, thumping his head gently against his knees. "I've made a huge mistake."