When i first met my wife in the late 90s, we were both at college, different colleges, we met through a friend who was going out with her friend.

She has 3 other sisters, 1 had moved out so had 3 living with her and her parents. With all of them under 1 roof, they never had any clothing that was in fashion, only functional clothing was bought. My Father had bought me a Red Kappa jacket, ye, red for a guy, nice one dad, so ofcourse i never wore it. After a few weeks when we did brand ourselves as boyfriend/girlfriend, i gave her the Kappa Jacket, it was polyamide no lining apart from a bit of mesh fabric in the back on the inside. She loved it, she wore it everynight that i met up with her.

Almost 2 months passed and then i got a part-time morning job near to whhere they lived, so her dad said i could move in with them to make it easier, seperate beds ofcourse.. I then noticed her youngest sister who was 13 years old at this time had been wearing the Kappa jacket for school, she totally loved it because it was in fashion, she had never had a jacket like that before. She then started wearing some of my jackets too for school, although they were a bit too big for her, she tied them up at the waist to make then look shorter than they actually were and she loved to wear them when in was windy. She liked they way the wind blew inside and made the jacket baloon out.

It was coming up for her little sister's 14th birthday, so i decided to take her to another town to a larger shopping area by the waterfront so she can choose whatever she liked, whether it was clothing, sweeties or whatever, as long as it was not too expensive. She took me straight to a sports shop and showed me a hooded Adidas jacket, royal blue and black, no lining, it was shiny inside, the 3 stripes went half way down the sleeves and were printed rather than the usual stiched stripes, again this was the fashion at that particular time, i had seen a few girls recently wearing the same jacket, which is probably why she chose it.

Once we paid for her jacket, she took off her black jacket with white sleeves and white hood, and put on her new one, after only 5 minutes i was regretting it, what a noisy jacket, it was swooshing, crackling, sounded like a plastic bag, and was even louder when the wind got to it, the sleeves were flapping with the wind. It started raining, that heavy drizzly rain so when we got to the high street, about a 3 -4 minutes walk, we went into a womens clothing shop, closest shop to get out of the rain. Her new jacket was covered in water droplets and when she was looking at clothes she noticed the droplets flew off her sleeve as she stretched up, so she blatently grabbed the front of her jacket and started shaking the droplets off, water was flying all over the clothes in the shop and people were giving her looks. That was so embarassing but she was not fazed by it at all.

That then became her favorite jacket, she wore it all the time. Towards then end of the following week their Mother said to me she wished i had never bought the jacket, as it was so noisy, crackling and swooshing all the time, i told her pretty much all these jackets were like that to begin with, then they quieten down aftre a while, after use. I said to her if it rains a lot then it will quieten down a bit.

Their mother was the type of person who would either try to ruin, or give away something that SHE did not like, regardless of which daughter the item belonged too. For example, my girl friend bought a pair of shoes the previous winter, then come summer, her mother took them to the local charity shop because SHE did not like the shoes. The red Kappa jacket that her little sister wore most of the time, got gravy spilt on it mysteriously a few weeks back when it was hanging on the back of a chair in the kitchen, it had dried in as nobody noticed it so that was binned.

Two weeks after i bought her little sis the adidas jacket, the oldest sister and her work mates were holding a charity event which involved them all wearing waterproof jackets and trousers as they would be getting cream pies, custard filled baloons, a dunk tank, custard showering booth. On the day we all went down, got the older sister covered in some cream pies, a custard shower and even managed a dunking too. The water in the dunk tank had something in it, as with all new rain type clothing they are usually water repelant, but when they got dunked, they would come out all wet and shiny, they would also have to wear swimming goggles. They had a set of showers in a back room so they could wash off the cream and custard to move onto the next event as they moved the girls around so they all got a chance at different things. Back then i did not have my full fetish, i still liked the look but did not really pay too much attension.

Me, girlsfriend's little sis and their mother came back to pickup their older sister, the little sis still wearing her adidas jacket, zipped all the way up to the nose, hood up, wearing a pair of pink leggings and a pair of the nylon adidas shorts on top of the leggings that were navy blue with lighter blue stripes, very 80s looking. After a few minutes thet women were getting their photos taken by the equipment and there were 2 old steel baths, one was still over 3 quarters full of thick custard, the other was almost empty.

They were all still a bit wet so they must have all just been in the showers to clean off for having their photos taken, then they called over the younger sister so she can have a photo with the group with her older sister. They placed her in the middle, sitting on the edge of the bath full of custard, her legs drapped over 2 girls kneeling in front of her, her sister sitting on her left on the bath and another girl on her other side. they also supplied her with a pair of goggles so she could wear them like the others, over the hood and the eyes.

I noticed a cheeky glance from the older sister to their mother and thought, oh shit, if they do this to her and ruin her jacket, there will be a lot of screaming and crying. The time came, after a few snaps, the 2 girls kneeling suddenly go up, tipping the little sis back into the custard, but she never went all the way into the custard, it had been there since either the night before or early that day so it was very thick. The older sister and the gild who was on the ther side of her, grabbed the little sis by the arms, pulled her up, the little sis gave a little scream but but seemed to be smiling a bit, kind of like she was upset but putting on a brave face, so not a full blown-im-enjoying-this smile. The two girls who were kneeling in front got up and then the flipped her all the way over so she went into the custard back first with legs going all the way over her, so when she emerged from the custard 2-3 seconds later she was kneeling in it. She stood up, arms out by her side, looking down, blowing custard from her mouth, the custard so thick it was not dripping from her, it was rippling down, she was totally unrecognisable, could not make out the jacket, shorts as the custard was so thick.

She ribbed herself down trying to get as much custard off as possible, she was still kind of laughing, she pulled the goggles off, from the hood, forwards, still keeping her hood up and she was taken to the showers where she was cleaned off, miracuously there was no custard inside the jacket. Her oldest sister had brought spare clothes for them both, so the younger one wanted a shot on the dunk tank, i got the pleasure of dunking her, her jacket was then a very very shiny royal blue on top and back on the bottom half, the shoulders blown up, above the water as she floated, when she climbed out, the water pouring from inside the jacket down onto the now very shiny shorts, she had to go back into the tank as not all the water would come out, she had the jacket tied at the waist, as fashion stated at that time, they had to have the jacket tied at the waist or above. So she had to untie and then all the water was able to escape.

Their mother seemed extremely happy and she said to me and my girlfriend, thank god for that, now i don't need to be embarrased when we got anywhere now with all the noise of those damn jackets. My girlfriend and the oldest sister knew all about how their mother hated those jackets and therfore had bought their little sis exactly the same jacket to replace the one that was just ruined, so she went home with us wearing a pair of black adidas shorts, i believe they were my swimming shorts, a tank top and she had her new jacket on, tied up just below her breast so you were able to just see a bit of skin above the waist. She was dropped off at her friend's house, me and my girlfriend spent that night bowling and a few drinks, great day.

It was about 2-3 years later i started to get into the wet/messy jackets and shorts as my girlfriend was wearing them more, especially in the summer, when she would wear shiny shorts, not always adidas but similar and a jacket tied up, sometimes showing skin above the waist. We went to a nature visiter centre which had some wet rides, but one in particular, you had to sit in a small rubber dinghy and go down a water slide into a pool of water below, the water was only about 5 inches, about just above the ankle deep. When she was getting out, she was trying to get straight out avoiding the water altogether and she lost her balance and went into the pool on her side, just as that happened, another dinghy came splashing down in the next pool along, totally soaking her, she came out, mouth gaping open, shoulder shrugged and arms out, her jacket mostly shiny with being wet, her shorts totally shiny, i just wanted to grab her at that point and kiss the face off her, but too public. it was a sunny day so she was looking dry within a few minutes, although she was damp inside for a few hours.

We always then, kept spare jackets/shorts, jeans if in colder months, in the boot of the car, as she also started to have this fetish. When she got new jackets and wanted them not to be water repelant anymore, she would cover herself in bubble bath/shower gel which will make the jacket very shiny, but also soapy too, so would need to thoroughly rince it through, most of the time she would wear in the shower, if in the summer, we would try to find somewhere remote and she can wear in the lake/river, her hooded jackets, were a little more fun, she could then stand under a waterfall and get nice and shiny, having the shorts cling to her ass, and love the air pockets of the jacket when the wind catches it, this is better with a jacket with linning, as the lining clings to the body, but the outer is free to float in the water and in th wind.

Unfortunately i do not have and cannot locate any pictures as most of the people my older sister inlaw worked with are no longer in contact, moved onto different jobs, moved to other areas ect.