There's a solution to that, you build a house where the ground floor (1st floor US) is just a car garage and storage for waterproof stuff, and the house itself starts one floor up (1st floor UK / 2nd floor US), and things like the power cable come all the way up to the house level for the meter and circuit boards. If you get a flood warning, you drive you car(s) to higher ground to park them, then come back, and even if the river rises you can just sit it out and it doesn't matter if the lower floor floods, because it's all concrete / tile and you just hose it down afterwards, and meanwhile you're all nice and secure up above the water.

I'd buy a couple acres of land in the countryside that I'd build a house on and main outbuilding/studio space with a large wetroom and couple smaller ones, space for furniture and props and all able to be used for WAM.

A few mini residences with wetrooms marketed on airbnb as accessible accommodation.
Each one would have its own driveway big enough for a couple cars and fenced off for privacy and the whole area would we secure and safe

Make a giant enclosed dog walking field aswell so XL Bully owners have somewhere they can let them run free.
There would be other outdoor areas for use and a cafe and car park.

I'd mainly just make an accessible dog friendly area with WAM benefits

Late response but crossing the streams with the "Cruises and WAM" thread in Non-WAM, but if we're talking a mega-jackpot win in the hundred million range - for about fifteen million pounds, you could buy a mid-size, for-scrap, cruise ship. Hire an open-minded crew, sell tickets (expensive ones), and take it to sea on one final very special voyage.

70,000 Tons of Sploshing!

Everyone aboard consents to being gunged/messed/mudded. Multiple times.

Every passenger gets two cabins. One to use as normal, and a second one (one of the inside ones with no windows) as a costume store. They each must bring at least 30 full outfits for getting messy in, ideally more.

Split the dining / restaurant facilities into two separate functions, half of them provide food for eating as normal. And the other half provide only food for wearing.

There are three sittings a day of pure food mayhem.

- One is slow and gentle. The guests take their places, dressed in their finery. Smartly dressed staff emerge from the kitchens with various items, and gently, little by little, set about reducing the assembled diners to messy ruin. A lady in a smart pants suit is offered a cake. She stands, it's placed on her chair, and she politely sits down in it. Across the table a bottle of red wine is carefully poured into an elegant cleavage. Along the aisle, a woman in a smart black fashion jumpsuit is having a bowl of soup poured into the back of her collar to flow down her back. Next to her, a lady in a dark green satin evening gown is having custard poured into her lap. Every third of fourth time each staff member emerges with more mess, they carry two items, and once they've used the first one on a passenger, they hand over the second for that passenger to use back on them. A full bottle of ketchup squirted down inside the unifiorm blouse. A gooey pie applied to the back of their skirt.

- One is an all-out frenzy. The passengers enter, once again dressed in fresh finery, to find every table groaning with dozens of really sloppy cakes. For a while, nothing happens and people just chat and mingle. Then, with no forewarning, someone (pre-arranged) grabs a cake and hurls it full force at someone else. Which is the signal for everyone to start bombarding everyone else, without fear or favour.

- And one is somewhere between the two, starting slow and gentle but ending in a furious food fight.

And that's just day one.

Each day has a different theme. So on day two, instead of smart finery, everyone is in boilersuits, overalls, plain uniforms, utility clothing, and the staff dress in overalls and t-shirts too. Day three is "old-skool", everyone in adult versions of school uniforms. Day four looks like a medical convention. Day five is sports day. And so on.

And the mass splatterings in the first class dining room aren't all that's on the messy menu.

- There's a fully clothed messy stage show every evening in the theatre.
- There's an XXX full nude messy stage show later on in the same venue.
- In the casino, you can gamble messy forefits with each other.
- One of the swimming pools is full of liquid mud. Another contains fresh custard.
- There's a booth on one of the outside decks where people can just stand and get totally messed up by uniformed assistants.
- There's another where you simply get hosed down with seawater.
- In the swimming pools that still contain water, only fully clothed bathing is allowed.
- Victorian-style swimsuits are allowed, and are available to hire.
- Very messy masages are available, both nude and fully clothed.

If anyone tries to enter the water pools in just a modern swimsuit, they get (consensually) dragged aside and their swimsuit filled with custard, before being sent back to find some proper clothes to bathe in.

All the custard and creams used are specially formulated so they won't go off, so that the rooms used for the mass messings don't need to be full cleaned between sessions, and in fact half the main room (and furniture) is left messy, so that for subsequent events, people can choose between sitting on clean chairs, or settling their spotless fresh outfits into mess-drenched seating.

Between the messy areas and the accomodation, full showers and hosedown is available, with staff, and clean tracksuits for messy people to change into after wash-off. People can chose whether to have their messy outfits washed, or just thrown in the trash.

As an optional service, messy people can have their outfits cut off, by uniformed staff, who will make a point of slicing clothes off in a structured manner, starting with just removing parts and shortning things, then cutting down to indecenecy, before finally cutting them off completely.

At the end of the cruise, after the final night of mess to end all messes, everyone disembarks, and then the ship is fully hosed down internally and goes for scrap, at which point you get most of your £15m back, so all the cruise has actually taken is the staff costs and materials.

Idea for UMD50 in 2048?

I see not much thought went in to that DM

It sounds absolutely awesome

Pay a load of high class prostitutes to fulfill all my WAM desires when required.

Omg, yes!!! So having a WAM room constructed with heated floors and a drain that connects directly to the sewer and a dunk tank!!!!! And a gunge area All the things-and of course, open door policy! C'mon down!

You know I would, Bratty! LOL!

I cut a bunch of that out but wow! Well done I have new life goals! This sounds amazing!

I would create a post here asking for everyone's messy item wish list and buy it, up to a limit.

I like a lot of the ideas here because I have similar ideas, but it would stress me out too much to execute. I would be happier knowing that I was responsible for getting hundreds or thousands of people here messy. I would guess there would be forum posts with pictures and some videos. It would be fun to see the outcome.

Buy the rights to MTV's entire I Bet You Will library so I know I'll have access to every messy dare every aired

(At the risk of potentially despairing once I realize all the female clothes fillings are already what's been uploaded to YouTube. )

Jayce this sounds incredible, well thought out, and dare I say.... maybe realistic-ish for someone of means?? Dang, what an idea to consider!

Echoing a bunch of other users, I'd probably use it to travel, and pay for a bunch of private sessions with as much mess as I want, and they have the time and willingness to administer. I'd also probably get a house, with a dedicated Wam room, or at least pay to make a bathtub large enough for me to fully lay out in so I can get messy without feeling cramped.

For me if I won the lottery the first thing that I would buy wham-related would be a dunk tank that I would fill with slime the second thing I would do is hire a contractor to dig me a 5 ft deep by 12 ft Square mud pit so I could have mud pit parties thirdly I would travel throughout the country and meet up with a bunch of people to have Suited very messy High fights

Go on a (worldwide) tour of our existing WAM studios. A very "hands on tour" which involves a "thorough test" of the facilities.

I'd invite everyone in umd to a six flags in New Orleans open it with a place for everyone's expressions to come out and make a wam themed amusement park at the old six flags in New Orleans and have a yearly gathering like burning man.

Also a chocolate fountain to eat and push people in

@alex-giron-sanchez you get to run the park
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QFYZ9mIe6Cw

Let me get my cousin to first to get rid of the alligators that lurk in the pounds. And wild hugs and coyotes. But other than that l still remember going to that theme partk as a kid. Such a shame damn Katrina

You know, I was reading some of these comments and many of you don't need to win the lottery for that. If you work hard enough most of this stuff is completely obtainable for a reasonable amount of money.

I'd have this going on 24/7 in my living room!

I would rent a car and drive to every claypit I've ever met in the past that can be visited again, and maybe some that I've heard about but haven't visited yet.

If the claypit is owned or used by a producer, I'd settle money on them for future shoots as a reward.

Nessie

So I've recently been opened to the fact that not all customs cost like at least a grand and am now brainstorming ideas with a producer for one and have sent a script to another. So here's my new thing;

Assuming my lottery winnings are like a life changing amount, after putting money away for all the important shit, I would put like a couple thousand towards the custom to end all customs.

Like, I'd spend at least a month imagining every single possible scene, scenario, clothing items, locations, how I want hair and makeup to be done, you guessed it.

Brainstorm scenes. Write a detailed script. Exactly how I want things done, to a T. We're talking like an hour worth of scenes here. No stone left unturned. Not an inch of clothing left messed up. I don't care if I have to go into the dark depths of Poshmark because the maxi dress I want messed up hasn't been in stores since Shailene Woodley was an A-lister. I'm going all out.

Screw that! I'd be rocking up to mud pits in my new Lambo

I'd make one of my all time fantasies come true. I'd hire out a nightclub in central London, give out free entry to anyone good looking and have a free bar. Think gorgeous girls, dressed up and fit guys.

I'd be dressed up in my bunnyboy outfit - thong, cuffs, ears, bow tie and fluffy tail. We'd start the evening with serving drinks whilst the crowd laughs and smirk at me -- knowing I'm paying for their drinks so they will them to humiliate me. Occasionally I'll have a glass of something thrown in my face and icy cocktail
poured down the front of my thong... I'm in heaven as I get ever wetter.

After a couple of hour of that'd get led up on the stage to a waiting set of stocks. With a limitless supply of pies and sexy girls deliver them I'd ask the prettiest girl in the place to deliver the first. But after that it would be a complete free for all. The only condition of entry will be that each of person in the club has to throw least one pie in my face. One after the other. I'd be unrecognisable after the first 10. But it'd go on and on. Each time being laughed at and derided after the first 100 I'd be completely dehumanised.

After an hour of just taking it I'd be freed from the stocks. But the worse is to come. A barrel of thick black molasses would be poured slowly over my head a the crowd jeer. I'd be made to spend the rest of the night in those stocks with the crowd getting ever more raucous...

Too many ideas in my head to name but I would probably rent out a space somewhere in-between DC and Baltimore and make it a space where producers from around the country can come and do their shoots with dedicated rooms for wardrobe from casual to formal attire and shower areas for cleanup. Also get the cakes and pies from the best bakeries in the greater DC and Baltimore areas as well as the most up to date cameras and technology

I'd love to travel the world to have sessions with friends that I've talked to online. Would love to buy land and build something on the property for messy purposes of course.

I'd rebuild the "what would you do" studio in my basement.

I'd demolish the house I have and put up a new one with a properly set up dungeon... Er, basement with a wam room. Wam room would have its own kitchenette and fridge.

Correct answer!

Build a heated mud pit complete with outdoor showers so I can still get muddy in the winter

That's easy. Id buy a house for Jayce, Brattyshortcakes, Brooke Maddison, Kate from The messy married couple, Zoey, and Bri in the same neighborhood and we would be the WAMborhood and would just get messy together everyday and die a very very happy man.

I'd do fundraisers helping raise awareness for causes but also spreading the joy of wam also create a co op where people can come and explore ideals voting on by umd