Colin had led a pretty uneventful life up until now. He worked as a software engineer for a telecoms company and the details of his job were enough to bore even himself. He'd had a few relationships in his life, but they're never lasted. That was probably because Colin had a fetish for wet and messy play which he'd never been brave enough to share with anyone, especially his romantic partners.

But that all changed one day at work when he saw an advert for a clinic in Scandinavia which promised to treat any fetish. At first Colin was somewhat sceptical but the more he read the more he became interested. It wasn't cheap either, but he'd put aside a little money over the last year so could afford a short stay at the clinic and the associated travel costs.

He fished in his pocket for his wallet and opening it up he pulled out his credit card. He was just about to enter the card details into the clinic's reservation system when Lily, one of his colleagues, approached.

"So, what are you up to?" Lily asked.

"Just checking my bank balance" Colin replied, closing down his web browser quickly.

"No silly, I meant what are you up to workwise?" Lily clarified.

Colin spent a few pleasant moments talking shop with Lily. He liked her quite a lot although he'd never pursued a closer or romantic relationship with her. He wasn't sure why, as she was certainly his type: smart, fit and most importantly fun to be around. Maybe once he'd got this whole wet and messy fetish out of his system he'd give it a go.

Lily headed back over to her desk and Colin returned to his computer. He brought up the clinic website again and without a second thought booked a two day stay. He then started looking for suitable flights.

* * *

The flight had been uneventful but long and Colin was practically falling asleep when the taxi dropped him off at the clinic. He checked in and was told by the glamorous receptionist that he had an appointment with the clinic's psychologist the following morning to decide upon the treatment over his stay. That suited him fine and after a quick bite to eat he headed up to his room and was soon fast asleep.

Colin awoke to the ringing of the bedside phone telling him it was time for breakfast. So, after washing and getting dressed he headed down to the dining hall. There was quite a selection of food available, but Colin stuck to coffee, rye bread, butter and jam. He then made his way over to the psychologist's office and took a seat in the waiting area outside.

He didn't have to wait long as a smartly dressed assistant opened the office door and waved him in. Colin was surprised and delighted to see that the psychologist was an incredibly beautiful auburn-haired woman in her mid to late thirties. She was dressed somewhat conservatively in a pale blue blouse and brown skirt suit, but the blouse showed off plenty of cleavage and the skirt was short enough to reveal the tops of her stockings.

"Hello, I'm Dr Hansen" the psychologist introduced herself.

She then indicated for Colin to take a seat which he promptly did. He took a quick glance around the office, it was richly appointed and hung on one wall were Dr Hansen's framed credentials. She meanwhile took a seat herself and waited patiently for Colin to finish his appraisal of the room.

"So, Mr Taylor what can we do for you?" Dr Hansen asked.

"I have a fetish for women getting wet and messy" he explained.

"I see," said Dr Hansen "and have you ever acted upon this fetish?"

"Err no not with anyone, but I've downloaded material from the internet" he answered.

"Then the best way to come to terms with this issue is to actually experience it in person" she said confidently.

Colin was slightly disappointed by her abrupt diagnosis as for the money he'd paid to attend the clinic he'd been expecting a hell of a lot more. In his mind he'd assumed that he'd be spending days in therapy, either one to one with a psychologist or as part of group sessions with people with similar issues.

But maybe it wasn't completely over as Dr Hansen pressed a button on her desk and moments later the same assistant who had let him in entered the office. She carried an unknown object in her hands which was covered with a piece of cloth. She took the object down on the desk beside Dr Hansen and stood there waiting patiently. Dr Hansen removed the cloth to reveal a cream pie which she picked up and held out towards Colin.

"Would you care to use this on my assistant Ulrica?" she asked.

Colin was shocked by the sudden turn of events. He'd always fantasised about piecing a woman but when the moment came he was too timid to actually go through with it. Dr Hansen noted his reluctance and rather than press him, smashed the pie into her assistant's face herself. Colin was again shocked by the unexpected action and more than a little aroused. Ulrica just stood there with cream dripping off her face.

"I can see that we have some work to do" Dr Hansen commented.

And with that Dr Hansen pulled out a pad of paper and hastily wrote down a schedule of activities for Colin's stay at the clinic.

* * *

Colin was just resting in his room, after having had lunch, and considering what his treatment might entail when there came a knock on his door. He opened it to find an attractive young woman dressed in a white summer dress standing in the corridor.

"I'm Saskia," she said, "I'm here to take you to your first treatment."

Colin closed the door behind him and followed the beautiful Saskia down the stairs. As he did so he took the opportunity to admire her incredible figure as she moved ahead of him. Sasha noticed his observation and with a mischievous grin began to exaggerate the sway of her hips. Colin was also smiling broadly as he took the time to fully appreciate her actions as she leads him to the ground floor and then towards the rear of the clinic.

Eventually after an entertaining journey the pair entered the clinic's indoor pool area. It held a moderate sized pool and was currently empty of any other people. At the far side of the pool was a drinks bar and around the pool were a collection of various types of chairs.

"What would you like to drink?" Saskia asked Colin.

"I'll just have a cola thanks" Colin answered.

Saskia walked over to the pool and then to Colin's surprise she took hold of the metal of the pool ladder and swinging round until she was standing on the top rung. Then with a smile upon her lips Saskia moved down to the next rung, getting her feet into the water. The next step meant the water was up to her calf and then above her knee with the next rung.

Finally, the hem of Saskia's dress touched the surface of the pool. Colin noted that as it does so and began to soak up water it started to become transparent. So, as she took the next rung down Colin paid keen attention as most of her legs were now underwater. Then she reached the final rung and the water was almost up to her waist. She gently jumped off the ladder and stood up in the pool.

The water was now above her waist and Colin could clearly see the white thong see was wearing beneath her half transparent dress. Saskia turned around and made her way over to the far side of the pool. Upon reaching it she lifted herself out of the pool, with Colin paying particular attention to her shapely posterior as she did so and went up to the bar. Saskia picked up a bottle of cola and an empty glass in a sealed waterproof bag.

She then made her way back through the pool and over to Colin and handed him his drink. Colin was disappointed that whilst there were a few splashes of water across her chest the top half of her dress hadn't got wet enough to turn transparent.

"I forgot the bottle opener" Saskia stated.

Before Colin could say anything, Saskia spun around and dived into the pool. She quickly swam across it and emerged on the other side to retrieve a bottle opener then dived back into the pool and made her way over to Colin. However, this time when she approached him her whole dress was soaking wet and had turned transparent allowing him to clearly see that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Why don't you take a seat" she suggested.

Colin sat down and watched as Saskia returned to the pool. She swam around in the water on her own for a good five to ten minutes whilst Colin sipped his drink before she began to encourage him to join her. Colin got up and walked over to the edge of the pool, he smiled down at Saskia then jumped into the pool making a huge splash as he did so.

Saskia joined Colin and they started to frolic around in the pool. First, she splashed Colin then he splashed her back. Soon the pair were dunking each other in the water, Saskia would grab the top of Colin's head and push it down whereas Colin would pick Saskia up and throw her into the centre of the pool. They had a lot of fun but eventually they both began to tire and made their out of the pool.

"I hope I get to see more of you" Colin said.

"I think you've already seen quite a bit of me" she responded glancing down at her wet dressed and exposed chest. "But I'd be happy to join you for dinner tonight."

She then gave Colin a chaste kiss on the cheek before heading off. Colin made his way back to way he'd come, with his wet clothes clinging to him all the way. It was clear indication that this was hardly an unusually circumstance at the clinic as no one he encountered batted an eye at his state as he made his way to his room.

* * *

After having a shower and a change of clothes, Colin made his way back down to the dining area. Saskia was already waiting for him having taken one of two tables that were in a screened off section of the room. Colin was more than a little suspicious about the dinner invitation and now the cordon around their table. He strongly suspected that things were going to get a bit messy, not that he had any problem with that.

"Thank you for joining me" Saskia said.

"My pleasure" Colin replied.

Colin took the seat opposite Saskia and gave her a wink before looking at the menu. Fortunately for him it was in English, less fortunately it appeared to be a set menu consisting of a starter of pickled herring followed by a main course of meatballs with mashed potatoes, there was no mention of any dessert. It certainly wouldn't have been Colin's preferred choices, but he was happy to go along with whatever had been organised.

A waitress appeared with their starters and they tucked in. The pickled herring had a sharp vinegary taste and wasn't quite as bad as Colin had been expecting. Just as they were finishing the dish a couple of women took the table next to them. The first was a striking dark-haired beauty whilst her companion was an equally attractive redhead. They appeared to be deep in conversation.

"So, what did you think of the herring?" Saskia asked.

"I'm not sure I'd order it again, but it was certainly a novelty" Colin answered.

Then came the main course which was much more to Colin's liking and the portions were huge. The meatballs were excellent, the mash good and he even liked the lingonberry jam which tasted pretty much like cranberries. Saskia seemed to be equally enjoying her meal and they were about half way through it when they became aware of raised voices from the neighbouring table. Looking across they could see that the two women had begun to argue with one another.

"You complete bitch" the redhead said.

If he hadn't been half expecting something similar to occur, Colin would have been shocked at their unladylike behaviour. And predictable moments later the dark-haired woman picked up a meatball on her fork and flicked it at her companion. The meatball hit the redhead's blouse and rolled down into her lap. In retaliation the redhead scooped up some mash potato and flung it at the dark-haired woman.

Colin smiled appreciably as she watched the food fight between the two women escalated. They began to grab handfuls of their meals and throw it at each other. He was still grinning moments later when a stray meatball sailed across the space between the tables and struck Saskia on the head. She reacted instantly by grabbing a meatball from her plate and throwing it at the redhead.

This of course started a fight between the two tables which Colin happily joined in with. He and Saskia flung the remnants of their mostly finished meals at the women and in return were showered with food by the two women. Unfortunately, it didn't last long as they were soon all out of ammunition; whereupon the two-woman got up from their table, gave Colin and Saskia a wave goodbye, and departed. It would appear their evening had come to an end.

"What no dessert?" Colin questioned.

"Won't I do?" Saskia responded.

Sasha leaned forward on her chair and gave Colin a kiss on the lips that promised so much more. They got up arm in arm and made their way from the dining area, down the corridor, up the stairs and to Colin's room. Once inside they collapsed onto the bed and resumed their kissing. Soon clothes were being discarded as their passions rose and they began to explore one another's bodies.

* * *

Colin slept in the following morning and woke to the disappointment of discovering Saskia gone. She had however left a note thanking him for the evening and saying that he should expect one of her colleagues to call upon him mid-morning for some healthy outdoor exercise. Colin wasn't too keen on the sound of that but quickly washed and changed into a t-shirt and shorts.

He just finished riding his trainers when there came a knock on the door. He opened it to find the dark-haired woman from last night standing there waiting for him. She was dressed the shortest, short shorts he'd ever seen and a vibrant pink top that seemed to be at least one size too small for her from the way it hugged her torso and emphasised her chest which Colin certainly approved of.

"Hi, I'm Karin, are you ready for some exercise?" she asked.

"You've not got any more meatball left to throw, have you?" Colin joked.

She laughed as she leads him downstairs, out of a nearby exit and towards a muddy running track. Colin could see that this would be another messy experience as he caught up with Karin and the pair began jogging side by side. The track lead from the clinic building and round the formal gardens towards what appeared to be some sports pitches.

By the time they reached the pitches both Karin and Colin had picked up the odd splatter or two of mud. But from the look of the pitches it was going to get a whole lot worse. Karin continued on through the muddy pitches and after a moment or two Colin followed. The going was hard, and the mud began to cling to their running shoes, but they kept on going until they reached a huge muddy puddle.

Colin came to a halt, but Karin ran right into the puddle before stopping and turning around. She looked down at her mud clad legs.

"Well this will never do!" she stated.

And with that Karin jumped up and landed horizontally, face first, in the sloppy mud. Slowly she lifted her head and chest out of the mud and looked up at Colin with a grin upon her face. As Colin watched Karin began to play in the mud puddle until she was completely covered. Colin thought she looked like she was made of chocolate.

"Want to join me?" Karin asked.

Colin stepped up to the puddle but hesitated to jump into it. Karin solved that by reaching over and giving him a messy hug. She wrapped her arms around him and wound her legs around his until he over balanced and fell into the mud with her. They then started to wrestle around in the mud until they were both covered in the stuff.

Then Karin broke off their play and lead Colin back to the clinic. The walk back was an awkward one, not because of the company or embarrassment over his state but due to the mud beginning to harden. Colin has liked the sensual fell of the mud whilst rolling around with Karin in it but now wanted nothing more than a good bath or shower to wash it all off.

When they reached the clinic building Karin gave Colin a friendly kiss before saying goodbye. Colin immediately made his way to his room and entering the unsuited facilities put the plug in the bath and turned the taps full on.

* * *

Colin had enjoyed a leisurely soak in the bath before getting dressed and enjoying a meal in his room. His final scheduled activity was another talk with Dr Hansen. He's certainly enjoyed his stay at the clinic but was very doubtful it had cured him of anything; in fact if anything now that he'd experienced wet and messy play in real life he wanted it more than ever.

He made his way down to the psychologist's office and knocked on the door. Dr Hansen called out for him to enter so Colin did so. Dr Hansen was dressed smartly and sexily as when they'd met for the first yesterday morning but there was no sign of her assistant Ulrica. Dr Hansen indicated for Colin to take a seat next to her as she put down the document she had been reading.

"Both Saskia and Karin give you glowing reports," Dr Hansen said, "it would seem you were happy to participate with their wet and messy activities."

"That's good, but I thought you were supposed to cure me of this fetish?" Colin asked.

"Is that really what you want?" Dr Hansen replied.

That made Colin thinks. Certainly his two day stay at the clinic had undoubtedly been amongst the most enjoyable times of his life. In fact he wished he could stay here forever but that wasn't going to happen unless he won the lottery. But he would long remember his swim with Saskia, the food fight and night of pleasure afterwards, and his tumble in the mud with Karin; and maybe that's what really mattered.

"Your problem was never the fetish but that fact you ignored it and tried to suppress it" Dr Hansen said smiling. "Next time you're in a relationship be more open about your desires with your partner."

"But what if she's not interested?" Colin questioned.

"Maybe she won't be," Dr Hansen responded "but maybe she'll be willing to accommodate some of your desires if you do the same for her, after all we all have our own fetishes, and who knows maybe she'll learn to like it. And you never know, you might even meet someone who shares your love of wet and messy play."

And with that Dr Hansen pressed the button on her desk which summoned her assistant. Ulrica immediately appeared from an adjoining room but this time instead of a concealed pie she pushed in a trolley laden with pies and cream cakes. Ulrica positioned the trolley beside Colin and smiled down at him. Colin stood up and selected a particularly heaped pie from the trolley.

"And I'd only just managed to get cleaned up from yesterday" Ulrica stated.

Colin winked at the psychologist's assistant before spinning round and slamming the pie into Dr Hansen's face. There was a moment of silence and Colin wondered if he'd done something wrong, and then both women burst out laughing. Dr Hansen then reached up and cleared some of the pie cream from out of her eyes before standing up.

"I can see where this is going" Dr Hansen said.

She then removed her blouse and skirt to leave her standing there in a matching set of black lace bra, garter, panties and stockings, and her heels. Colin couldn't believe his luck that he'd get to mess up this beautiful, professional woman. Meanwhile Ulrica produced a knife and cut two slices from one of the cakes sitting on the nearby trolley, causing both Dr Hansen and Colin to look at her inquiringly.

"I missed lunch," she explained. And turning to Dr Hansen she continued "and I expect you'll soon by receiving more than enough cake."

Ulrica placed one slice of cake on a small plate. She then waved the other slice vaguely in Colin's direction before stepping over to Dr Hansen, pulling out the front of the psychologist's panties and inserting the slice of cake into them. Ulrica then let go of the waistband of the panties and gave them a firm pat. Colin wasn't quite sure whether the expression on Dr Hansen's face was one of shock, pleasure, discomfort or all three.

"I'm sure you'll get around to eating that later" Ulrica said to Colin.

And with that she picked up her slice on cake and walked out of the office, leaving Colin alone with Dr Hansen. He immediately started reviewing the choice of desserts on offer with which to plaster her with. Unfortunately that meant he'd also taken his eyes off her, and the next thing he knew she'd grabbed the back of his head and he was plunging face first into a large cream gateau.

* * *

The following week Colin was back at work. Life hadn't really changed for him since his visit to the clinic, other than having some wonderful memories, but he was determined to follow Dr Hansen's advice and be more open about his fetish in his future relationships. But for now, he was single and had a thousand lines of computer code to debug. He was just finishing up for the morning when Lily popped over for a chat.

"So, get up too much on your break?" she asked.

Colin was about to answer with some bland and vague statement about his trip when all of a sudden he decided to be brutally honest with Lily.

"Why yes, I spent most of the time messing up pretty women and having sex with them" he replied.

"Messing up?!" Lily exclaimed.

"Getting them wet, covering them in food or mud" he explained, "About the only thing I didn't get to do was cover one of them in custard and then lick it off!"

Lily clearly didn't know what to make of Colin's admission and wandered off with a confused expession on her face. Throughout the rest of the day he kept catching her out of the corner of her eye glancing oddly at him. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything to her, but it felt so liberating to do so. And in any case if she had an issue with what he got up to in his own time that was her problem.

His first day back at work was just coming to an end when Lily dropped off an envelope on his desk before rushing out of the office. Not without more than a little trepidation Colin opened the envelope and pulled out the note inside. It read: "I'll be sitting naked in my bathtub in twenty minutes, you bring the custard!". On the back of the note was her address and in the envelope was a spare front door key.

Colin smiled, it appeared that Dr Hansen's advice had indeed been worth following.

The End.