PART 6
As she stood, now trying to remove her stuck hands from her tits and pubic mound, the cat finally descended, and ran past her. 'Glamour Girl''s patience with it finally snapped, and she tried to aim a kick at the passing feline, but the soles of her feet were so well adhered to the ground that she lost her balance, and fell, ass first, into a wide, wooden, bin.
'Oh! Now what!' she yelled, as she felt her ass against the unpleasant contents of the bin. She struggled for a moment or two in this ungainly position, then, with a pull from Paula, she made it to her feet again, knocking over the bin as she did so. More laugher rang out as 'Glamour Girl' became aware that her ass was now plastered with bits of paper, discarded candy, newspaper, even part of a half-eaten burger, all stuck fast to her tar covered seat. This was so completely degrading! 'Glamour Girl' was used to posing victoriously and sexily for the cameras. Now she was standing naked in public, covered in tar, with the contents of a bin stuck to her ass. Someone would pay for this!
'Get these off me now!', she yelled, bending slightly, hands still sticking to her breasts and pussy. Before Paula could respond, however, the cat decided to investigate the remains of the burger. It leapt on the defenceless posterior to try this delicacy, digging it's claws into the proffered tender butt-cheeks as it did so.
'YEEEEOOOOOOWWW!, hollered 'Glamour Girl', desperately trying to free her hands to clutch her ass and remove the cat.
'Get it off me! Ouuuch!'
With her feet stuck, she had to resort to wiggling her trash-covered butt frantically from side to side as the cat dug in harder to keep hold.
'Oooooww! Yeouch! My ass! Get this goddam cat off my goddam butt! Ooooooh!' she screamed, writhing in discomfort and sheer humiliation.
In her wild attempts to dislodge the cat, she did manage to free her hands, but stumbled again, landing face down into the spilled contents of the bin. The cat ran off, as 'Glamour Girl' regained her feet. Now, as well as the rubbish plastering her rear, her whole front was covered by garbage. A small scrap of paper swung from her nose; a piece of lettuce hung from one breast and polystyrene cup covered the other; and a triangular wedge of ham and tomato pizza was plastered over her tar-covered pussy. The roar of laughter that accompanied this only served to heighten 'Glamour Girl''s wrath.
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