Do you have dreams that involve you getting messy? Ok, that's probably a dumb question, but let's hear about them! Here's two I had last week.


DREAM #1:
I somehow entered a footrace. It had rained a lot so the track was super duper muddy, like an inch thick. The other girls had planned to enter and were all wearing sporty bikinis exactly like the ones in the Esto es Guerra show (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zicWKm5OJxg), in both blue and yellow. I had decided to enter spontaneously and was wearing a lavender print polyester blend skirt with dark purple flowers printed on it; it had a very thin and light waistband (I used to have something much like it in my closet in pink but it wore out) and a white fitted top that showed just a bit of midriff.

The race started and I got a quick lead and a few seconds in, a girl behind me fell forward. As she fell, she grabbed my skirt and pulled it right down. I tripped on the falling skirt, of course, and as she pulled down, my entire butt, covered by white panties in my favorite everyday brand were exposed to the crowd just before I hit the mud. COMPLETE FRONT COVERAGE. I can't remember how the rest of the race went, but I shedded my skirt and it ended with a lot of the girls wrestling in the mud at the end. I can't remember who won but I was covered head to toe in the mud!


DREAM #2:
A local attraction featured a Tower of London style torture chamber where you could be tortured by an actor. You could sign up for various levels. I took "full insults," "get dirty," and "clothes destruction (down to topless/underwear)." Men and women were separated and I had a couple other girls in my group who took lower packages. There were a few things in the disclaimers, like "Everything is either dirt or food even if you're told it's something else" and "You will not be stripped fully nude or touched in [sexual areas] no matter how much you ask or are threatened." You also had to bring a full change of clothes and show them before it started. I had a pair of the same white panties from the race in my change.

I can't remember what my interrogator was asking about but I insisted I knew nothing. She gave me a lot of blasts of water first and then it started to get dirty. A bucket of peat and what was claimed to be vomit and feces (obv it wasn't) was thrown at me...eventually she cut off my dress and left me in my bra and panties, which were soft pink in the same style as the race because I wear those everyday. Eventually the bra went too and I was down to just those mostly pink panties, slowly getting dirtier.

One of the other girls in the group wanted more of my treatment and upgraded her package to include destruction and toplessness and she got what she wanted too--it was super fun!

Eventually, I harassed and goaded my interrogator enough that she cut holes in my panties (which she wasn't supposed to do). I kept going and dared her to make me nude and after confirming with the two other girls (to save her butt in case I complained), she did.

It was so much fun!!!

Thank you for sharing. It was an intimate thing to reveal and a nice thing (for me) to think about. I especially like the image of you falling face first, getting full frontal coverage, and a pristine white bottom still pointing to the sky.

I definitely have WAM elements that creep into my dreams. Usually it is a surreal sort of encounter with another person when, all of a sudden and without any real logic, I find myself with a handful of chunky mud that I can fling at the woman in front of me. Or I look at my Uber driver to find green slime dripping from her bangs. Or I arrive at the airport just in time for a gigantic pie fight to break out.

Unfortunately, I don't seem to remember as many details from my dreams (whether messy or clean) as you do!

It's kind of ironic that this became a thread just now. I honestly don't have them often, but I had one about 3 nights ago that was really strange. It wasn't inherently sexy or anything either.

I had managed to get over to the UK with Maria and we were travelling around, and we ended up at the Moomins. Most of the dream was about hanging out with Leon and crashing on his living room floor (especially strange because I've never met him before and only ever had limited conversations with Leon or Lisa). We shot some messy scenes with random girls (no one in the dream was recognizable, and Lisa was strangely absent too, it was like Leon was a bachelor.) The dream ended when we got back to his place and we smoked copious amounts of pot. Maria apparently also sort of disappeared when we got there to.

It was really really strange and sort of bromantic.

I wish I could draw and share the image in my head--I rather like it too!

To help with your imagry, these are photos of the panties I was wearing in the dream.


That would be epic!!

It seems many don't remember their dreams or don't want to share.


Maybe I was one of your random girls

Justine - thanks for sharing those sexy dreams!

Maybe once or twice a year I will have some type of dream that involves some wam content....but my feelings in these dreams are chaotic or confused....there are other emotional components at play that prevent full enjoyment of the dream content....every once in a great while, though, I will have one of those "lucid" - type dreams (usually involving pies, but sometimes mud) that are rather funny and/or enjoyable (until an ex gf shows up!).

Vanishingly rarely, and it's been so long since the last one I can't remember anything about it. https://umd.net/forums/do-you-dream-about-wam

Glad to hear you enjoyed my dreams!

I guess it would depend on the ex, but it seems like it could be fun to mess up one that was particularly bitchy, no?


Oh, that sounds like a fun dream! Too bad the details are escaping you.

This dream I have never to anyone much less the WAM community. Maybe because I felt a bit embarrassed, weird, call it what you will. I hope ya'll won't hold anything against me for this so here we go. It happened back in 2003. I remember the details very well indeed. I was fairly green in the community at the time. I was surfing the web when I stumbled upon Wambabes. Immediately it intrigued me so I signed up for the membership. After browsing the forum I learned that a contest was being held. Winner gets a week away to meet Ariel. Obviously it was a long shot for me winning, but I opted to give it a shot. One week later I received an email that I was the chosen one. I knew not what to think or do. My heart was racing a mile a minute the closer I got. When I had arrived she was waiting for me in a Hooters girl uniform. I HAD to be that one! She was even more attractive in person vs the web. Had Ron Simmons been next to me there'd be a long pause followed by "DAMN"! She invited me for a drink on her back porch. As I followed I heard out of the corner of my ear some giggling. I turned my head slightly to see what I can only assume was 2 of her gfs. What were they laughing at? Were they planning something. Nah I'm just being very paranoid. We both took a seat on the back steps of her porch. Ariel and I began chatting about our background, where we came from, interests, and so forth. It turns out we have a lot in common. Immediately we felt there was an instant connection between us. Even though we barely even know each other it seems we've known each other for years. We both put our arms around each other even though it seems like we were moving too fast. I heard some soft giggling from behind me. I jolted up and looked behind me to see what was there. It was nothing. As I sat back now Ariel told me that if she ever thought about the idea of us. I was stunned at this notion. Who am I (a regular guy) that triggers her interest. We both laughed off the plausible but fiction idea. All of a sudden that feeling came over us yet again. We were about to kiss each other when all of a sudden her gfs dumped green slime on both our heads. They followed up with a pie to the face. We were both stunned and shocked at the ambush. We both faced her gfs where they were laughing like crazed hyenas. They mocked and laughed at our expense. One of them commented "I see you have a new boyfriend Ariel. When's the wedding date? LOL" Both Ariel and I tried to appear angry, but we both ended up laughing before hugging. We both talked about how we can get even with them. This is where it ended sadly since my alarm went off. I was so mad I slammed the clock on my nightstand as hard as I could. Wasn't a big loss since it was one of those from the Dollar Tree.

What do you guys think?