It all started one afternoon when I was out walking. I enjoy walking but also like to get messy so I am always on the look out for suitable spots. The path I was on was damp but there had been no rain for some time and the mud was drying fast.
I don't normally see many people on this path so I was surprised to meet two women out walking their dogs. Both wore jumpers and jeans with hunter boots and both had spaniels on their leads. I would guess they were in their late thirties or early forties with bodies suggested a good keep fit regime. One had shoulder length brown hair and the other slightly longer curly blonde hair.
"Good morning ladies. Lovely morning."
They both smiled and one looked at my feet before saying, "It's quite muddy along there." indicating the way they had just come. "You might need boots."
Now normally I keep my interests to my self but for some reason I said, "Sadly not enough mud for me I bet."
"I'm sorry." said the blonde although I was pretty sure she'd heard every word.
I continued, "Not enough rain to get really muddy."
"The brunette now said with a big grin, "Going back to your childhood are you? Playing in puddles."
She'd said it as a joke but all I said was, "I love getting muddy."
The blonde then made an offer I couldn't refuse. "Go on then."
I wasn't going to give in now so I said, "Show me the way."
The two women looked at each other then the brunette turned and retraced her steps. The blonde followed and said, "Come on then little boy."
We only walked about fifty metres before we came to the mud they'd told me about. It was only soft but did stretch right across the path so you couldn't avoid walking through it.
The two women stopped and watched so I started to walk into the mud which wrapped itself around my trainers.
"Are you planning on getting your clothes muddy as well?" said the blonde.
"I normally go in fully dressed. Why, were you expecting me to undress?"
They both looked at each other then the blonde continued, "Maybe underwear would be a compromise."
To be honest I wasn't bothered so off came the trainers, socks jeans and sweatshirt leaving my in a small pair of jersey shorts. I still think they weren't sure if I was serious so I stepped into the mud again and this time my feet sank in quite far. Turning to face them I slowly sat down but I only sank a little way.
"That it?" said the brunette.
I grabbed a handful of the dampest mud I could find and smeared it over my shorts, down my legs and over my chest before saying, "Now you see why I want some more rain."
The blonde then produced her phone and took a picture of me before saying, "What's you mobile number? I might be able to find you some wetter mud if you're interested."
"Of course." and I rattled off my number and then they were gone.
I scraped off the mud and got dressed before finishing the walk to the car.
I never expected to hear from the ladies again but a few days later the phone rang and when I answered it the woman at the other end introduced herself as Charlotte, the blonde. She told me a friend had got a farm and they had some thick mud which I was welcome to use. It sounded too good to be true and I knew it could be a trap but I was hooked and so agreed to a meeting. She gave me the directions and we settled on a date.
I had actually bought an outfit for just such an occasion and now was the time to use it. It was all new so the first thing was to unwrap the pale pink shirt and give it an iron before polishing the black shoes. They were brand new but looked even better after a polish.
On the day I got dressed in the shirt, a dark red tie and white Calvin Klein boxers before putting on the three piece pale grey suit, grey socks and those shoes. I also packed a bag with some spare clothes and a towel.
I was very nervous when I got to the location but at least it really was a farm. I drove up to the building to be met by another blonde woman. She was probably in her early thirties with straight hair over her shoulders. She was wearing tight pale blue jeans, a white jumper and the inevitable Hunter boots. She introduced herself as Nicola and as I shook her hand I saw the other two emerge from the farmhouse.
They were both now wearing old jeans and sweatshirts with ordinary wellies. Charlotte said hello and the other woman was introduced as Tina.
Nicola led the way towards a large barn. The ground was mainly concrete and bone dry and I wondered what their definition of mud was going to be. However, when we got to the corner of the barn I saw a large expanse of liquid mud just begging for someone to jump in.
Tina then surprised me by saying, "Come on then, get those lovely clothes off and get in the mud."
I was taken aback by that but I wasn't going to argue and stepped into the barn where Nicole had placed a couple of chairs and a table.
I quickly stripped down intending to go fully nude but when Charlotte saw the white underwear she said, "Ooh, keep those on, at least for now."
I did as requested and went back out to the mud. I stepped in slowly and my foot went down over my ankle. The second foot followed and I walked slowly forward. By the middle it was over my knees and felt so smooth I guessed it had been mixed on purpose.
Tina then said, "Come on or is it too muddy for you?"
Not needing another invite I slowly sat down and felt the mud envelop my underwear then soak through.
Goading me on Tina then said, "Is that it?"
Always one for a challenge I took a deep breath and lay back down loving the eerie sound of the mud gurgling.
As I sat back up and wiped my eyes I saw Tina and Charlotte teasing each other with playful pushes in the direction of the mud whilst Nicola had taken a few steps back.
Imagine my surprise when Tina stepped in and started to wade towards me. At first the boots were fine but as she reached me the mud flowed over the top and I saw her flinch. She then slowly sank down on her knees and I saw the mud lapping at the top of her legs.
This was obviously too much for Charlotte who made her way over. She too ended up with mud in her boots but she seemed less keen on going further. Tina solved that by pulling her down until she too was kneeling in front of me.
Then, like little kids they started to splash mud over me which was fairly pointless as I was completely covered but they enjoyed it. I so much wanted to return the onslaught but I resisted although their antics soon had them fairly well covered including in their hair.
With both girls giggling like kids they got to their feet and made their way back to the barn whilst I watched their bums which had a definite mud line across the middle.
Once back at the barn I noticed someone had rigged an outside shower and as I got there Charlotte was under the shower. Once she was relatively clean Tina took her turn and then they both squelched back towards the farmhouse. I then took the shower and as I couldn't see anyone around I stripped off completely to finish the wash before drying off and dressing in my spare clothes.
Only then did Nicola reappear and I wondered if she'd been watching all along but it didn't bother me.
"Enjoy yourself?" she asked.
"Yes thanks. I think the other two did as well."
"I think so. Anyway, it was nice meeting you." and she shook my hand and walked off towards the farmhouse. I guess that was me dismissed.
Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call from Nicola asking if we could meet for a drink as she had some questions. I agreed although I wondered what the questions might be about.
We met up the following night at a pub not far from her farm. With both of us driving we stuck to soft drink. She looked nothing like the farmer I'd seen a few days ago. Now she was in a tight fitting dress and heels with her hair up and lovely make-up.
She didn't waste any time but said, "I assume you were expecting to get that suit muddy?"
"Yes."
"Is it difficult to clean?"
"Yes but I normally cut and rip everything off when I play on my own." and I realised how brave I was getting. I think she brought out the best in me.
"Wow. I wasn't expecting that. So pretty much left with your shoes."
On a roll I said, "No, I try to ruin them as well as my watch, wallet, coat, glasses and anything I have on."
"That has got to work out expensive."
"Sadly it does so those sort of sessions happen very infrequently. Most times I use ordinary clothes or charity shop items but normally buy new underwear."
She sat and thought about what I'd said for some time and then said, "So if I invited you back to my farm would you wear the suit?"
"Absolutely and probably bring a few other things as well."
"Such as?"
"My little secret."
She smiled at that and the conversation moved on to other things.
I wondered if the offer would ever come and as the weeks went by I decided it had probably been all talk. However, one day the phone rang and it was Nicola.
"Still up for a visit?"
"Name the day."
"How about a week on Monday?"
"It's a date. About ten?"
"That's fine. See you then."
Now I had my work cut out to put together everything I planned to take but eventually I was ready and couldn't wait for Monday.
On the day I decided to carry the suit and accessories in a dress bag and wear my going home clothes to drive there.
As before Nicola came out to meet me wearing her jeans and sweatshirt with boots. I hoped she might join me as she was dressed casually but we'd have to wait and see as she had shown no interest before.
We went into the house and she showed me the downstairs bathroom for me to use so I set everything out and then got ready. I was so excited as on went my nice new clothes for the last time. Once dressed I added a matching handkerchief in the breast pocket, a watch, wallet with money and cards, mobile phone and a briefcase containing paperwork. A last check in the mirror and I went outside but there was no sign of Nicola.
I wondered where she was and wandered over to the mud pit but still no sign. After ten minutes I was wondering if I'd been set up but hoped not. Just as I was getting to the point of leaving she appeared and I saw why she'd been delayed. She had changed and looked stunning.
She was wearing a cream, sleeveless cocktail dress with a tight bodice enhancing her bust and a very full knee length skirt held out with layers of net and the whole thing covered in a layer of lace. Over her shoulders was a matching bolero jacket. Her hair was up and she sported long pendant silver earrings and a matching necklace. On her wrist was a watch and on her feet high heeled, cream gladiator style shoes. The final thing was a cream handbag. As she approached I could see superb make-up with lovely dark red lips and matching nail polish.
With a very dry mouth I said, "Are you going somewhere?"
She smiled and replied, "Not far." then, "Oh I forgot something important." and she was off back into the house before returning with a pair of surgical scissors. "You might need these later."
Words can't describe how I was feeling and I certainly couldn't speak. Obviously I assumed she was going to get muddy but I didn't want to spoil anything so just kept quiet and headed across the yard to the mud with the clicking of her heels behind me.
I stepped into the thick mud soup and for that brief moment felt nothing then the mud found its way inside my shoes and to my feet. I must admit to almost coming there and then I was so worked up.
I carried on until I reached the deepest point with the mud over my knees and I carefully placed my briefcase down on the surface. I didn't know whether to fall over or sit down slowly and in the end I chose the latter. It was unlike the last time as I now had layers of clothing and even once I was sitting down the mud hadn't reach me. Very slowly I felt it seep through the layers and eventually encase my prick and balls in the chilly mud.
I now looked at Nicola for the first time and she was still standing on the concrete but as I looked her way she stepped into the mud and those lovely strappy heels disappeared in the gloop.
As she walked slowly towards me the dress stayed above the mud because of her heels but as she reached me the net underskirt just started to brush the surface of the mud.
As she reached me and stood looking down I so wanted to pull her down as well but I knew I mustn't rush things and let her take things at her own pace.
"I bought all these clothes just for today."
"You look stunning."
"I'm not sure they are as nice as they were ten minutes ago."
Teasing her slightly I said, "Well it's only the shoes and the net that's muddy. You can always go back." but I really hoped that wouldn't happen.
She put her handbag on the mud alongside my case and then lifted her skirt and nets to reveal she was actually wearing very fine stockings held up by an exquisite suspender belt. I also saw her white lace knickers which were equally gorgeous.
"You're right." and for a brief moment I thought she was quitting.
Then she dropped the skirt and slowly knelt down alongside me pushing the material under the surface with her knees.
"It's cold." she said but made no effort to move.
"You'll soon warm up."
"Are you going to get the rest of that suit muddy?"
I didn't reply but just laid back and pushed my head under.
As I came back up and wiped my eyes she said, "I'm not sure I could do that."
"Just do what you want."
She looked round and saw my case which she pulled toward herself. "May I look inside?"
"Of course. You'll find all my bank details and other bits and pieces."
"Oh, in that case I better not. Don't want to get mud on them."
"Well I do. Go on ruin the lot. Got lots of other things to play with."
I could see she was unsure but opened the case and lifted the lid. Inside, as promised, was a whole raft of paperwork as well as a calculator, pens, pencils and rulers.
She hesitated for a moment then lifted out the paperwork with her muddy hands and scattered it around before pushing the paper under the surface. I was loving it.
Getting into the spirit she took out the rulers and went to throw them but I said, "Break them first."
For a moment I thought she was going to stop but eventually, one by one, she snapped them in half. She didn't need to be told again as one by one she took out the pens and pencils and snapped them. She especially liked the two fountain pens as they were full of ink and she dribbled ink onto the still clean dress top before they were discard. Finally she pushed the case under and it filled with mud.
I felt I could now legitimately take an active part and so I took her handbag and opened it. Sadly it was empty but it looked brand new.
"Sorry, I didn't think to put anything inside."
"I can sort that." I said and pushed it down and watched as the silk interior filled with mud. When I looked at Nicola she had a big smile on her face.
At that moment she stood up and I wondered if we'd finished but she then sat back down covering more of her clothes. She then lay back until her neck was in the mud and almost all her clothes were now muddy but she stopped short of putting her head under which was fine.
Then she stood up and took my hand and pulled me to my feet and we headed back for hard ground. Once out she turned on the shower and we both stood under the stream of water until the surface mud was off our clothes. My suit didn't look too bad as it was quite dark but Nicola's dress was stained brown.
Turning off the shower she picked up the scissors and said, "May I?"
"Yes please." I said and stood still.
She went to cut my sleeve but I pointed to the handkerchief still in my top my top pocket. She got the hint and took it out before unfolding it and cutting it into pieces. I then held open my jacket and pointed to the inside pocket. Taking the hint she took put my wallet. Opening it she was presented with two credit cards, a debit card and two ten pound notes.
Looking at me she said. "Really?"
"Oh God, yes please." and I had to rearrange my prick which was bent double.
Doing my bidding she cut them all up and then did the same to the wallet. Finally it was time for my jacket.
Slowly she cut up both sleeves before cutting up both side of the buttons before slipping the remains back off my shoulders. She repeated this with my waistcoat as this was still buttoned.
Once this was off the tie didn't last long and then the shirt had its sleeves cut off before she cut some holes in the shirt front and then ripped it into strips.
Once the shirt was off she went for my belt but I pointed to my pocket where she found my mobile phone.
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
"Well you could take a picture or make a phone call. I assume you didn't bring a hammer?"
"No. I didn't know I'd need one." and she threw the phone into the mud.
Then the belt got one cut before she pulled it free and then the waistband was cut causing the trousers to fall to the floor. Underneath were my once white boxers and a big bulge.
She ignored that and went down and cut my trousers free before cutting the leather of the shoes either side of the laces.
Finally she stood and said, "Am I okay to continue?"
"I just nodded and she cut the waistband of my boxers and held them in place until she cut right down the front then let them slide to the floor.
"I can see you enjoyed that."
"I did. Thank you so much." and I turned towards the farmhouse.
"Where are you going?"
I turned back and she offered me the scissors. "Your work is not done."
I couldn't believe I was going to be allowed to destroy her clothes but I wasn't going to turn down the opportunity.
I went slowly. Partly for my own enjoyment but also to give her a chance to stop me.
I started with those shoes and cut away the straps around her legs before cutting down between the toes.
I went for the jacket next but she swung her head and I saw she was directing my attention to the jewellery. Very carefully I cut the silver just below each ear then cut through the three strands of the necklace.
Then it was on to the jacket. The sleeves were thick and lined and took some effort to cut through to the neck but eventually the jacket slid from her shoulders to reveal her sleeveless dress.
Kneeling down I started on the hem and cut numerous slits before ripping each cut to the waist band. The net needed to be cut but eventually all three layers had gone. The bodice was tight but I carefully cut up the front and between her breasts before the rag fell to the floor revealing quite a lot of clean skin, large breasts, erect nipples and only a tiny grubby thong. This took two snips to remove and we were done.