Hey this is my first ever written fetish or sexual story so go easy on me. It focuses very heavily on the things I specifically like which are a large focus on clothing destruction so if you aren't super into that this story likely won't do much for...

Note: The end at last. Thanks to everyone who's been following these stories. While I know that all I've done is write about people being gunged in increasingly silly circumstances, this series has taken a huge amount of effort over a very long time,...

"Fantastic viewing figures and great feedback," said Freya, sipping a bright pink cocktail on her sunbed in the Maldives. "Congratulations yet again, girls, a wonderful start to series three." Kate had invited Amber over to her penthouse flat in Wap...

A sunny morning at Holborn Underground Station was the same as a rainy morning, except the crowds coming off the tube were hotter and more tetchy than ever as they emerged into the sunlight. Lawyers and accountants and stockbrokers and cleaners and s...

NOTE This story follows on from the previous 'Fund Raiser' and 'Slapstick Mayhem 'stories Mark sighed with relief as he put the finishing touches to his plan for the second fund raiser for his now permanent employer Frampstone Kingsley University...

Mark was very surprised to receive an e mail from FKUC an organisation for whom he had worked some time ago as a tutor in Slapstick Studies. It was a little more technical than that, but that's how a number of his students at the time viewed his role...

I had just bought my first camcorder and wanted to do my very first video. I had also just moved into a new apartment that had a huge bathroom so I thought it would be great for filming. I had seen someone in a so called comedy sketch on TV a few da...

Note: This was intended to be the last instalment, but as I went through the epilogue I found myself expanding the final sections (or perhaps part of me finds it hard to let go of this series after all this time). Either way, I eventually realised th...

My Ex knew I loved wearing a sailor suit and enjoyed watching me get turned on by getting wet as well. One day he left a note when I came home from work telling me to put on a white sailor suit. I knew when, I saw the note, he was horny so I was happ...

Note: At last, after many, many years, I've finally reached the series finale. Well, there's an epilogue that'll follow next week, but this chapter marks the end of the game, and is the first chapter to have never been posted online before. It's fair...

Rain-Soaked Cop The sky had been a gentle blue just moments ago, a calm before that oh so sudden storm, when Alex stepped out of the police station, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows over the city streets. It had been getting towards the...

The wind cut through the empty car park like a blade, sending loose leaves skittering across the concrete and tugging at anything not firmly secured. Frost clung stubbornly to the railings, and each breath came out in pale clouds. "Alright, we're liv...

"Hi, I'm a long-retired children's gameshow presenter, and this is The Messy Show! The show with messy games and even messier punishments." I gulped when I heard the host say that to the studio audience. I hate getting messy! Why did I sign up for th...

Ayana stood beneath the ancient cherry trees, the last of the blossoms still clinging to the highest boughs, but just a shadow of the stunning display they'd given last weekend during the height of the Sakura Festival. She shivered in the cool breeze...

I had been the area manager for a group of restaurants for about five years, having been promoted through the ranks from having been a waiter as a summer job. The restaurants were pretty basic family establishments, you would know the sort where you...

The story so far (which you can read 'Restaurant Rewards' in the Story Archive) ... Simon was the area manager for a chain of restaurants, one of his sites was managed by Sharon who had arranged a messy dinner as a reward to her staff for good sales...

Following on from Sharon's Revenge, an opportunity to visit a bakery is something that cannot be turned down with messy results! Chapter 1 - A Light Bulb Moment I am Simon Ashden, and up until very recently I had never known what WAM was or tha...

Chapter 4 - Quicksand! We left Hilary lying on the floor in her filled wetsuit, we could tell by the look in her eyes that this was far from torture. Sharon, Sue and I walked across the factory floor towards the mixing room. The mixing room was...

(This is a story I wrote a few years ago. It is based on a real experience - enjoy! ~ Jen) - - - Jessica walked along the edge of the woods, a light bounce in her step that perpetuated the same motion of her ponytail. Jessica was nineteen, onl...

I went to visit my friends during the Christmas and because was pretty cold outside I took fur and sweater and leather pants on which was nice and warm. I made a visit and was very nice but on my way back my car broke down on the middle of my way and...

Marie-Ludivine is my name. I’m a blond girl with blue eyes, aged 18 years old. I’m in love with my beautiful twin girl friend named Isobel. We love wearing rubber boots by all weather. We have plenty of them that we evidently share and wear almost ev...

My name is Judith. I’m tall, blond, blue-eyed, lesbian, boy-looking, clothes fetishist and mud lover. I’m to relate you the story of my life. I am born 18 years ago in a small village of France. This village is in a retired part of the country and ve...

At nineteen he was one of the older staff and the only male in a team of twenty women, the work at the stables had always been very physical and great fun. Rich had worked with horses for years and at the Abbeyway Riding School for about three years,...

Chapter 6 - Wedding Cakes For me it was a very long night, Hilary was about to cut me free from my cake prison but Sharon stopped her and instead she told me that I was a very naughty cake and I was to stay where I was. And so I was left as the gi...

My name is Ludivine. I have natural blond hair. I’m divinely, and above all other shoes, I love rubber boots. I wear them all the time, also to sleep, and I own several pairs. I’m exactly what one can call a boots fetishist. I could pass hours admiri...