The following story is part of the "WAM Date" story set. All of the stories are based on real events, although the names of the young ladies have been changed to protect their privacy. Roisin and I met online. I remember seeing her profile picture f...

I've written numerous What Would You Do tribute stories, envisioning a spinoff where a wilder version of the show somehow finds its way to late night TV. This is the latest installment, the full version of which you can find on my Patreon (patreon.co...

Payton glared at his rival and Adam sent one back, also infuriated with this development. They had been at constant "war" since the day Payton got the part in a big time movie that Adam wanted. Their feud was never pretty and paparazzi loved their at...

He'd heard about it on a messy webpage, a location whose very name oozed infamy, notoriety as THE place to get seriously muddy. Conversation in related threads from people who'd been spoke of a sea of thick clay mud, starting at ankle deep but for th...

Three weeks had passed since my first fully clothed bath and to say that I haven't had the wish for another would be a lie, I've been trying to get new chances to get wet in the bathtub again but none has been successful, I've been making new friends...

The following story is part of the "WAM Date" story set. All of the stories are based on real events, although the names of the young ladies have been changed to protect their privacy. I first spoke with Helene online after seen her profile and slip...

I've written numerous messy stories stories, almost all of them featuring a wilder version of the What Would You Do TV show. I'm taking a break from that format to present the story of the introverted nerd with a hidden wild side scoring a job at the...

London: Right you three losers line up over here. Sarah and Stacey separate. The two of them and Jodie slowly sludge through the mud and make it back onto firmer ground. Sarah: I was on the winning team though. Kiri should be over here! London: Yo...

Mark was idly thinking of past messy adventures when he was interrupted by the ping of an incoming e mail on his phone. Bizarrely it was from Penny his co messy friend from previous adventures. After the initial inquiry about his health Penny set ou...

Mel's Messy Comeuppance It was Friday afternoon, and expectations at the Johnson-Warner Auto Parts Factory were running high. Everyone knew about the bet that Bobby and Mel had made over who would win the Super Bowl. Bobby bet on Kansas City while M...

I've written numerous messy stories stories, almost all of them featuring a wilder version of the What Would You Do TV show. I'm taking a break from that format to present the story of the introverted nerd with a hidden wild side scoring a job at the...

Skylar tapped his pencil against the desk. He looked over to the clock in his dorm. Five minutes have passed. He was slightly getting annoyed with the fact this person he was supposed to be tutoring, but they hadn't even shown up yet. Skylar began to...

You'd only been together for a short while, but he felt like you were hitting it off and he felt comfortable with you so he decided to make a strange request. It was over dinner and he tried his best to make it seem natural and was well prepared to p...

Five Summer Days is a long interactive choose-your-own-adventure story where you play Daniel during his five days of Camp Geas, a summer camp for young adults. Alongside other boys and girls, you participate in challenges, punishments and lighthearte...

After the garden party incident, Becky somehow got the pink jumpsuit clean after much scrubbing. It looked as good as new. A new challenge had been set and there was to be a game - if she lost there was a forfit needing her to get messy. Wear the pi...

Last summer I was out riding my Suzuki DRZ-400S dual-sport motorcycle along a really muddy back road on a nice warm day. My new street-legal knobby tires were flinging up quite a bit of mud as I rode through the mud-filled ruts on purpose. In fact...

London: right you three losers need to get cleaned up. The winners can go on into the house and enjoy their takeaway. London opens a door that leads straight into the communal bathroom. Stacey and Jodie trundle over to the door. Natalie, Emily and...

Julia was milling through the party, meeting and greeting as she went. Short and petite with a tow-headed blonde pixie-cut she'd just had done that morning, she breezed through the small crowd with smiles and greetings. It was a warm night in the Hol...

Since he was in college, Hector wanted to try something he always heard about in college: join a fraternity! Of course, Hector knew he would first have to be accepted before joining the "brotherhood." Since they were having a meeting tonight and Hect...

Once again Monday swiftly arrived and Mark, arriving early, was delighted that the Dunk Tank was in place and full of water. Soon the three girls arrived. A very excited Julie, who had particularly wanted the wet experience followed by an apprehensiv...

This is the last edition of The Monday WAM Revenge Club. I hope you've enjoyed the stories. And so finally thought Mark, it was his turn to arrange the day. Having suffered at the hands of the trio of Club Members Penny, Julie and Amanda, over the...

(Another story request for bobjim) "A circus, really?" Tim queried. Judy didn't speak but simply nodded in response as she looked out for a space in the makeshift car park. She spotted one and quickly parked up. They both got out of the car; Tim be...

The Completely Unfair Gameshow: The Manor "Welcome to the utterly ridiculous Completely Unfair Gameshow Manor." Emily began. "The Beast's home away from home." She was wearing a long black dress. "Unfortunately, while he and Anna the Beastess hav...

Funny the things you remember when you start talking with someone about wetlook. Back in 1970 something, we used to vacation at Hampton Beach, New Hampshire. I must have been around 13 or 14 years old , and already enamored with wet clothes, althou...

I lay on the plastic covered bed, smiling nervously. I tugged gently at the rope on my ankles and wrists, a thrill running through me as I knew I couldn't escape. Hearing a noise above me, I squirmed, straining against my blindfold to see. "Be a go...