Were you already aware it was something that looked appealing to you so you tried it out? Or perhaps you were pushed into a pool fully clothed and ended up enjoying it?

Admittedly my first "proper" wetlook experience is a little different to most I'd guess. I wrote my first WAM experience on another thread but to give the quick run down of it I used to be in the scouts. One day in a public park we had a competition in which the losing side's captain had to face a forfeit. I was said losing captain and so the head girl of the group gunged me.

Now as I said we were in a public park and this competition was it a spur of the moment thing so I didn't have a change of clothes with me (I was gunged in my uniform) so afterwards the head girl hosed me down and had to spend the rest of the day in wet clothes until I dried up (which wasn't really that long tbf)

If that one doesn't count then I'm not exactly sure what the first "proper" one was but I know it wasn't much longer after that event

I know when i was younger there were possibly numerous times i got wet fully clothed, but i count the start of my wet clothes journey from when i started at a school that required proper shirts not polos like i was use to wearing.

Out of nowhere i enjoyed soaking them blue shirts under the tap, later wearing them in the shower and being away from home for college during an apprenticeship, where i was required to wear a white shirt, allowed the secret enjoyment to continue. Wasn't shortly after that i opted to wear my college clothes either in the bath or shower.

I was in a canoe club pre teens, when I first felt getting wet, i got all my clothes wet felt so good climbing out, dripping, tight and clingy, in lycra sport wear, and I've enjoyed it all since

I was in my early teens when I discovered that I loved getting wet fully-clothed. I would get wet in almost anything I knew I could get away with as long my mom didn't find out...and when she did, it wasn't a pretty sight. I'd get wet in underwear, t-shirts, and even a pair of running pants and matching jacket once..it was so fun but i had to be very discreet when i was done so she wouldn't find out. I mainly did it out of sheer boredom, little did i know that i was embarking on a bigger world..lol

I'd always been curious. Then in my early teens after seeing women in wet clothes I realised it turned me on.
I started getting in the bath in my PE kit when I was home alone. As I've got older it's developed more into me trying jeans, suits, trousers, shirts and shoes.
Later followed by trying mess and always love the feeling of being clothed

As a teenager in scouts we had to practice swamping a canoe and do self rescue fully clothed. I found it amazing and would practice it often

There was a stream across from our house and crossing it saved walking up to the bridge and back down the road to get to school or town. It was not very deep but i found i liked the feeling of walking through it. Was just wet tights and shoes but it started me off. My first fully wet experience was down at the beach after school. The boys stripped off to their boxers but i and another girl went in fully clothed.

I don't know where I got the idea from, possibly a movie, but somehow I realised I wanted to get soaked fully clothed, and eventually wore a tracksuit in the bath. It felt amazing, much nicer than bathing nude. I got wet fully clothed regularly from then on, sometimes in the bath, other times, when it was warm enough, in the sea.

Even without the fetish side, getting deliberately wet in clothes you've chosen for the purpose is an amazing feeling.

I must have been about 10 years old. There was a stream in back of my house and a girl my age was walking in her sneakers and jeans (just up to her ankles.) I had a huge hard-on. I went home and walked in a huge puddle in my back yard with my sneakers on and same response. After that, every time I saw a girl swim in her clothes I had the same response. Many decades later, nothing has changed!!!

The first time for me was when I was a kid and wore a tshirt and shorts into the pool we had in our backyard. I was probably 5-6 years old at the time when it happened. I didn't fully get into wetlook and wet clothes until a few years later and over time trying out different outfits such as jeans and long sleeve button downs in the pool in my late teens and early 20s. Over time, I also became more and more attracted to women in wet clothing in my mid teens and have been attracted to it since.

Lots of cool different stories here which is awesome I'll give the story to my first out and out wetlook experience (well what I think is the first anyway) cos I think the one I got from being hosed down after being gunged doesn't count since I'm into both gunging and wetlook but for different reasons. I like gunging for the aethetic of it but also cos of the humiliation factor, that humiliation factor isn't really a thing (for me) in wetlook. It's the aesthetic still but also has a feeling of adventure to it

So no surprise like pretty much all my early wam experiences it was in the scouts. We were in a kinda wild area place and we were given a task of getting to certain places but the public access route would be unavailable so you couldn't just walk there. So if there was a place you had to get up to high up then the pathway up would be blocked off so you'd have to actually climb it, that sorta thing.

Well towards the end of this there was this lake in the middle of this area and we had to get to the other end of it and both sides with paths were cut off (they were just guarded by older scouts who wouldn't let you pass) and so we decide to build a raft and cross the lake that way.

There was probably around 6 of us including the head girl who was leading us around so we needed a fairly big raft. We found a heap of old big drum containers and most of them were pretty badly damaged but we figured we could salvage something. There were 3 in good condition but we needed at least 4 so the last one was a bit dodgy to say the least. We found 2 decent sized but broken up wooden pallets and tied them to the top of the drums.

This lake was probably about as wide as a football field and twice as long as one. We got maybe 20% of the way through when we realised the dodgy drum was letting in water but because there were another 3 decent condition we thought as long as we distributed our weight properly we'd make it. However that didn't happen. It was a tight squeeze with everyone on the raft and around the halfway mark one of the girls lost her balance and fell in, everyone on the raft kinda lost their bearings on where to distribute their weight and too many gathered in the wrong part of the raft and it completely capsized and we all fell in and had to swim the rest of the way.

I definitely had more fun on that one than the one where I was gunged. Probably cos I experienced it with other people whereas I was the only one gunged in my first experience therefore I was the only one hosed down afterwards. I also associate them differently, the first one is definitely more driven by the humiliation which I don't associate with wetlook but do associate with gunging, the one I wrote about in this post covers that sense of adventure I like about wetlook so I usually think of this at my first "real" wetlook experience. At least it was the first one that I had fun with