She let out a startled yip as Amethyst kneeled behind her and quickly snatched up her ankles; forcing her legs open.
“Pearl hasn’t cleaned this thing in five-thousand years.”
A confused frown found Garnet as Pearl’s entire face turned blue with embarrassment. Feeling her intense gaze fixate on her fetid, glistening cunt was true mortification.
Another shower of vomit met her face from above. Though Garnet tried to cover her mouth, it was too late as still more fled through her fingers. Rivulets of green and brown soaked her hair and plastered it back, while the excess spewed down her torso.
Amethyst leapt back and tried to stifle an astounded chuckle. “Holy shit!”
Pearl looked incredulously at the filth slipping down her forearms and dancing across her hands. Her eyes were wide and every inch of her was shaking. Brown, soupy chunks slid down her face in an obscene deluge. “AAAAAHHHHH!!!!”
Slop was flung around the room as she pointed an accusatory finger at Amethyst. “What did you do to me?!”
“You did this yourself, P.”
Pearl bared her teeth and stormed up, eager to throttle her, when she felt a large hand clamp around her neck.