As maybe most of you, the first time one experienced wetlook was a very memorable experience. And like many this experience took place very early in life, making wetlook to be a very important and vital part when growing up.

I remember it started very early, maybe around 5 6 years old. And I remember I really loved seeing other people getting wet in their clothes, like bathing fully clothed or getting thrown into a pool with all their clothes on. There was something odd and fun about it. Something that felt a bit naughty, but also very joyful. But it was kind of rare to see people doing this, so most of the time I saw people getting their clothes wet was on TV, typically on game show, movies and such. It was always a highlight when I saw it.

Strangely, in the start I did not have any desires of getting wet myself. Actually, it was rather the opposite. I would always do anything I could to not getting soaked if there was a situation where I could potentially get so. It was almost like a phobia, since I thought it would feel extremely humiliating. I remember one situation where my neighbour soaked me with the garden hose, and I got really upset, almost cried.

When I was reaching my teens, something changed. This humiliating feeling started to evolve into an urge and desire to do it. I stated to fantasize a lot about how it would feel like to take a fully clothed bath. The urges got so hight, and I was itching so much that I simply had to ask my mum if I could take a bath in the bathtub with my clothes. It felt so awkward to ask. She got very puzzled and wondered why I wanted to do that. If I had seen someone else doing it. Eventually she let me do it. Based on my awkwardness, I do think she sort of knew that this was of sexual nature.

I went into the bathroom and started to fill tub with warm water. My mum went to my closet to find some clothes that I did not use so much and was safe to ruin (even though just water would not really do that). I still remember the clothes she found. Some light blue pants and a longed sleeved tshirt with stripes on. I dressed up and she said, "well, I'll leave. Just take care and enjoy your time".

She closed the door. My heart was beating fast as I approached the bathtub. Finally, the moment I had been waiting so long for, and it was standing right in front of me. I put my foot into the tub, and my socks and lower part of the pants got soaked instantly. What a strange feeling it was. I got my other foot in and sat down, completely soaking the pants. The colour change was so fascinating. They got darker in shade and became very shiny. It felt so naughty. Finally I submerged and got completely soaked. The sensation was amazing, as I felt the shirt cling to my body and becoming very shiny. It was so erotic, and it made me gasp. I was rolling around and enjoying the nice feeling of my wet clothes. I was the greatest feeling ever. In hindsight, this was my first sexual experience and orgasm. And this was before I knew anything about that, and how that worked.

This was the only time I was allowed taking a bath fully clothed in the tub. But some years later, due to circumstance, I got to have the house for myself some days and weekends. I just the chance to try to bath in all the clothes I had. Experiencing how different fabrics would feel and look like when wet. It was also during this period of time I discovered that this thing was something called a "fetish", as I came across a site with pictures of women bathing fully clothed and enjoying themselves. A whole new world was open, and since then I have never looked back.