You wanted total surrender--and I delivered.

It starts innocent:, cozy gray leggings hugging my hips clinging under, sneakers tied tight. Up top, a yellow hoodie over a playful green cartoon tee with a white tee underneath--the one that turns transparent when it meets water. My socks? White and soon soaked.

Then I hit the shower.

Cold streams race down, drenching the hoodie first, darkening the leggins, making my nipples press against that thin white fabric like neon signs. Every splash makes the cartoon tee cling to my tits until the green cotton is dripping heavy off my frame.

With the water still pouring I tear that green tee apart. Slow. Loud. Shreds fall like confetti, exposing more wet skin. leggins peel, socks squish, leggings peel and I'm laughing, glistening, tits bouncing as I wring the last of the water out of my ruined top.

Completely totally soaked, and happier than ever.

Wanna hear the sound of wet fabric ripping off my body, babe?