It was some time in 2011, I nervously picked up a pair of women's jeans from Goodwill for the first time, with the intention to fill them up with pudding. This was my top WAM fantasy being acted upon myself, well myself as my transvestite persona.


I became an expert on the tuck, I detailed every piece of clothing I wanted on, down to Zebra-print panties being a "must have", and set my laptop up in the bathroom. I had planned this weeks in advance, it was time to make it happen.
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I however wasn't an expert on proper sizing yet, as the looseness of the jeans proved (which bit me in the ass later, ..well if biting means exposing it full moon).

I taped up, just like IBYW (which proved useless as nothing actually ran out of my ankle), grabbed 8 cups of Snack Pack (equal to about 1 pound) and began:
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This was my first time wamming with my dream substance, and right in the panties it went. I remember being surprised it wasn't half as cold as I expected. Pretty standard affair for the first few cups, it's when I got up to about cup four or five that things really started to get fun.

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When it comes to women's underwear, it's true that the back is the BEST place for filling, as there's more room and the cut makes it settle in amazing places. I'm willing to bet this is why Spurlock stuck to pouring stuff down Condiment Girl's back for awhile. It's also the best feeling place imo. From cups three and beyond I liberally poured everything down the back. Ending on this plate:
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That was a pound, even though my dream of wamming myself was over, the best part of it was yet to come.
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Now my pants were low before, but certainly not low enough to expose my ass crack as they were now. Of course this was mainly a result of not having enough CD experience to pick my proper size (these jeans were at least twice my size) and not working a belt into the equation.
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Now combine that oversight with the fact that I now had 1 pound of pudding weighing down my jeans and panties, can you say best beginner's mistake ever?:
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I spent forever pulling them up, only to have them slide back down. This was my first time experiencing the sensation of slippery clothing, that layer of mess between skin and clothing that I've heard models speak of. Now I knew! Felt amazing to sit down, like I was gliding across a pudding Slip n' Slide.

You could say the "climax" of the session came when I bent over to undo the tape and this happened:
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Kabammers, full blown slipped right off my ass. Surely I felt this happening but it was one of those things where they came down too fast to keep modesty. All I could think to myself was, "Holy humiliation if this had actually been a done in public like I Bet You Will." Even when I got control of them they still sat much lower than before.
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I derobed and observed the aftermath. To my surprise my legs were mostly clean-the pudding really stuck to the inside of the jeans:
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Panties were a different story, they had now become a saggy, wet mess, with most of the pudding seeping through-clearly the difference of cotton vs. jean:
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It's worth noting that the white panties made vanilla resemble pee stains and chocolate resemble...you know what. Goes to explain the purpose of the IBYW bet, a shame it wasn't done on a gal in white pants then (oooh, I must admit that amount of humiliation might be a bit harsh-even if she could explain to people, "It's pudding!"-stick to opaque jeans then. )

That was one of three. I loved it, the jeans slipping became my favorite thing and a new side-kink. it satisfied me, but on my next time out I wanted to get my size right and see if they would still slide.