Been thinking about the fetish for a while now, just for curiosity's sake. And there's only one mystery to the WAM fetish - why do I like this?

I'm a guy who likes stripping down to a Speedo and getting covered in gunge by another guy. It's fun, it's safe and it's ethical, but it isn't "normal." Most people don't feel the same way. I've never stressed out over that but I do wonder why I'm different. I've been wondering for a decade now and I feel the need to put my thoughts down somewhere and Twitter doesn't accept essays so, here we go


1st Theory : You enjoy the humiliation

The first thing you'll read on 'why do people have fetishes?' is that it's the human brain coping with a phobia by turning fear into arousal.

This was the first theory that made sense to me. It's humiliating to be half naked. It's humiliating to be covered in gunge. So a big dose of humiliation and shame must be the end goal of combining the two, right?

But I don't think this is the case. I don't really fantasise about being humiliated outside of being gunged. The one time a partner called me a slut to try and be sexy I laughed it off. So what else could it be?


2nd Theory : You enjoy being seen

Keeping with the phobia theory, but moving to a different phobia.

I'm a pretty introverted person. I don't really enjoy being looked at or being the centre of attention. Like plenty of awkward autistic guys, I dress to disappear - plain shirts, plain trousers.

But being gunged is all about the visual for me. There's nothing more eye-catching than a guy wearing the smallest piece of clothing a man can wear on the beach without breaking the law while he's covered in brightly coloured liquid. Surely the fetish is about being looked at in a controlled environment?

This is a theory I stuck with for a while. It made a lot of sense but I never bought it for some reason. And recently I've come up with a theory that I like a lot more.


3rd Theory : You enjoy not being seen

I'll throw out the whole phobia theory but stick with this fact - I don't like being perceived. It kind of makes me anxious that other people can see me and judge me, that just by physically existing I project so much information about myself: my emotional expression, my dress sense, my entire identity and who I am...

So maybe being gunged is about stopping others from truly perceiving me. I'm stripped basically naked - you won't get much information about me from my skin. Then I'm covered in gunge - removing even that. The person holding the bucket helps destroy my visual identity. Look at the pictures on my profile. You won't see a full person, just a human body covered in gunge.

I think being gunged for me is a kind of ego death. Who I am as a person gets to turn invisible for a while and that's the real joy of being gunged.


Disclaimer: this is just a theory about my own sexuality. I know for a fact this isn't the case for everyone with this fetish - plenty of people here live for the humiliation, and the sensation of gunge pooling around your thighs is its own ecstasy. Just had a lot of thoughts and needed to get them out

These are good questions

I think in my case wam has always brought up topics I didn't know how else to discuss.

Good points, I guess it's different for everyone. For years I just watched videos and found it so hot seeing a woman covered in loads of gunge. Never really delved into the deeper psychological reasons why, it was just my own personal taste and I was happy with that and didn't need to know why. We all like what we like.

I've only recently started getting messy myself, just had a thought of "why not?" after all these years watching it something made me think I should try it. Aside from the amazing physical sensations, which is main reason I continue to do it, I love the fact that it's something ridiculous from the ordinary day to day life that has no purpose other than it's just fun. And fun is a good enough reason for me.

No one knows where any fetishes come from really, it's all a wiring of the brain.
The most cogent theory I have read is that fetishes combine eroticism with taboo, in sploshing this would be "it's bad to get dirty" or being told off for ruining clothes etc. Throw that core belief in with hormones when growing up and they get intertwined and thus getting dirty is both wrong but arousing.
Everyone's MMV though.

Personally I don't think I could put it much better than this "1st Theory : You enjoy the humiliation

The first thing you'll read on 'why do people have fetishes?' is that it's the human brain coping with a phobia by turning fear into arousal."

I always had a fear of the humiliation of being pied or slimed. It is one of my oldest memories tbh. This fear actually still exists and I get it before every messy session. The more fear the greater the arousal and later on the orgasm.

These are fascinating questions which I've often thought about too.
My biggest thing has always been wetlook.
Even as a small child, I liked paddling in my trunks. As I got older, I realised that seeing people getting wet (especially in their clothes) did something far more for me than, say, nudity.
I've wondered if this may be down to my strict upbringing, where any bodily display was seen as obscene and recognition of our sexual feelings was avoided.
Is wetlook unconsciously an "acceptable" alternative to enjoying nudity?
A bit like how film- makers in the 1930's, 40's and 50's sometimes used wet scenes as a means of showing a lady's shape without any nudity, and so passed the censor?
Well, nearly sixty years later I still enjoy getting wet in my trunks, which, as Intogunge says, is safe and fun. I've even enjoyed wetlook with others, which is the best fun I've had in years.
Enjoy, Peter

It's pretty easy, young men get bullied, abused (verbally and physically at home). Right about the puberty period. Young men feel ashamed and humiliated cause they are suppose to be men and stand up for themselves. They find safe places like watching TV at home...puberty hits we are watching shows like 3 stooges, you can't on TV..fun house etc. BOOM..fetish begins.
Ladies don't get the humiliation as much as boys due to not having the stand up for yourself manhood...that is why you will rarely find a messy female with a true fetish.

While I say I've always been like this (because it's something I remember as far back as I *can* remember), I also remember freaking out about dust/lint hair in the bathtub. Or, more accurately, I remember being told that story.

So the processing-fear hypothesis is possible.

For me, humiliation isn't really part of it. I do avoid, and can get embarrassed by, wam situations that happen unplanned, but that's mostly been a kind of stealth mode thing: shyness, and not wanting people to know I'm excited about it.

For me, the attraction is in the sensation; viewing others' wam pics and videos, I can put myself in their place, and imagine I'm the one feeling it.

It (mostly) comes down to moisture, so being wet is the most important part. Most messes have the moisture content, so that's all good. And heavier, thicker messes have additional sensations to enjoy.

Dry sand and stuff like that is an outlier, but I guess I'm just a dirty girl.

Addendum:

The reason for the lack of humiliation or interest in that aspect is likely due to my neurodivergence.

Some people are neurospicy; I'm neurosweet!

I have zero idea why I'm like this.

I assume that I'm purely into watching WAM and wouldn't be into receiving it, but I've also always had a thing to a degree for getting wet fully clothed (when I was a kid I really really wanted to swim with a shirt on for some reason and the couple times I've showered with a dress on I've found myself getting rock hard within seconds), so who knows?

I think the root cause of me liking to watch evening gowns get wet/messy is pretty simply that they're formal and obviously a satin evening gown wasn't made for having a gallon of slime poured on it. I think maxi dresses are similar- long dress and you're more likely to see someone in a maxi dress somewhere than you are an evening gown.

On a much lesser level, I think my thing for cold weather attire (sweaters, hoodies, etc.) getting wet/messy stems from watching tv programs where people would get slimed or wet with a hoodie on and I would feel sorry for them because they would have to go home all wet and slimy. I think there's a public humiliation aspect to that one as well because there's a Wipeout clip with a contestant in a fleece jacket who gets knocked in the water several times and I've found myself getting off to that video several times.

I define a true fetish as someone such as myself who can get sexually aroused by something that isn't by its nature sexual. The common example is usually shoes. Most of us would be aroused by someone we find attractive walking around in a pair of sexy shoes and little else. Only the shoe fetishists amount us would get aroused if you left them alone with the shoes. Any way if you actually chat to those on here with a 'true fetish' you'll soon discover that we all have a slightly different fetish. For me it's almost all about the feel. I've met WAMers who stay clean and almost have a phobia of getting messy. For them it's all about someone else getting messy. We might get turned on by the same picture or the same can of spaghetti hoops but I'll be imagining the feel on my skin and they'll be imagining how someone else would look and react to being covered. Totally different fetishes but both WAMers. Going back to 'true fetish' what researchers have found is that in mammals females tend to be more sexually plastic than the males. If you swap lambs and kids at birth the females will try to breed with both sheep and goats but the males will only mount the species that they were raised by. Research's believe this is why there tends to be less 'true fetishist' females. Its because even if we acquire a sexual pattern we will usually alter it to adapt to what's available. Males however are stuck with the patterns they acquire. There's also a lot of evidence that fetishes are formed during early child hood and build upon preferences you're born with. I was always going to enjoy the feeling of creamy substances on my skin. It's likely however that very early child hood experiences magnified that pleasure into sexual pleasure.

I found a stash of porno mags probably from the early 80s with some mates down the local woods while Bmx biking one day
they were WAM orientated ones once seeing those i saw fun house in a different way lol, years later i saw a piece in Bizarre magazine about splosh magazine which kept it going.
but i am into all sorts anyway so would of found this later on anyway through sites like fetlife etc

So for me Mrs. Mud my fetish is mud. I've had this fetish since I was about 4 years old. I was alsways in the mud. I remember it being my comfort zone. My husband and me did not have any money growing up. So basically my source of anything was go play in the mud or build forts. When I graduated high school and was beginning college my husband who was my boyfriend since the second grade, I was able to have privacy and a yard where we could build mud pits to bath nude in.
My husband has 3 fetish s, smoking which we think everyone in his surrounding contributed , leather leggings,or pants something he acquired later in life and mud. The mud is something again we had around us 24/7/365 growing up. Why other kids from our neighborhood were going on vacation or playing sports we were walking out to find deep mud. I
He would show up at my house nude under his mother's green rubber waders. I had to wear an old long t shirt. It was somewhat of a sexy thought, two welfare kids going to the mud while the rich kids pass us. When he'd show up mother would put the hose out.

I participate in all his fetishs, I smoke, wear leather pants or leggings and mud bath. He upkeeps our mud pit.

If it's something that makes you happy and sexually charged then it's ok. It's ok if you're not hurting anyone else. Weird? Maybe, I've had friends come over for the first time and come out back and see the mud bath and ask what is that??? It's basically a 10'X10' and about 3-4' deep mud hole with a bench and shower to rinse. Some raise an eyebrow, some don't know what to think and some ask if they wouldn't mind if they tried it.

I would like to add going onto this site is no different then guys or gals going onto pornhub or whatever. So a guy or gal is into watching a couple rim each other or into watching a couple 69. I think those to are fetishes. I think our WAM fetish maybe more complex then there's.

For some reason I think it's cute. I like to look at myself in mud. It's fun to feel it too. I truly have no clue. I've bed. Interested in being messy my whole life and if I had to explain it I honestly couldn't.

As a kid I always liked to play in the mud. As a teenager we had minibikes, and I noticed how when I tried to get the minibike through deep mud the sinking feeling made me horny and hard.

Then in high school I took a summer class in marine biology. Each week we would go on a field trip to places like the ocean, bays, and harbors for field studies.

This one trip was to a large, many square mile, back bay at low tide early in the morning that left the entire basin drained and exposed an expanse of mud flats. They took us there on a bus and we were told to wear old tennis shoes, jeans and T-shirts. We were divided into groups of 4 and we all started off in different directions with our note pads and collection bottles for the studies.

My group had my good friend and there were two girls from the class. Everything was going along fine, and we were wading in shallow mud along the edge of the flat trying to be good students. Then one of the gals spotted a raised grassy island in the sea of mud a short way out on the flat. So, we started in that direction.

It was slow going sloshing through the mud in tennis shoes and jeans as the mud would cake to our pants legs. We were about calf deep and soon in over our knees. We had to cross a very slight depression and then we would be on the island. As we started to cross the depression the mud suddenly became very light and creamy but also deeper. Just about to the island the gals were about up to their crotch and started to sink in a little deeper. One of them kind of panicked. Guess she thought she was going to sink out of sight, lol. Since I was taller, I waded over to her to pull her through and on to the island.

OK, so here is the four of us crotch deep and deeper in this wonderful light creamy mud. The sight of seeing the two gals in the deep mud started to arouse me. And as I worked my way through the mud to get to the girl, all the leg and foot action started to make me hard. When I got to the girl to help her I was rock hard in my mud clad jeans. I could have exploded right there!

We made it on to the island and she was fine. So fine that on the way back she saw how she could control her depth and started to really get into it. The two girls went on ahead and when they got back to the deeper depression, they both started to really get into it and actually twisted their waists down into the mud a way just to play.

That was it! I was hooked. And from there I started to go out alone looking for all kinds of mud spots to sink and play in.

In my case, mud have always made me feel the willies since I was very young. Funny enough it was Venom (She-Venom in particular) that made me realize I'm TURNED ON. Somehow, a message board with Venom stuff got an ad for MPV, and the rest was history.

In my case, I think it may simply be genetics, because I've always been attracted to mud and gunge before I even know what sex was. But an interesting spin for me was that my country is very conservative, and around that age I was taught that nudity/porn = ultimate sin. It somehow stuck with me that nudity was just bad and interestingly enough, I'm into WAM and catsuits: things that are as close to being naked as possible without seeing the naughty bits and ironically enough, even more taboo.

Guess it's my psyche's way of fulfilling both my parents' ban but also find something that works for me lol