Host: We have met our contestants let's see what we have in store for them. It's time to get on with the first game. The curtains raise and reveals the girls sat on stools each behind a large pane of glass about 4 feet x 4 feet. The pane has a thick...

The Occasional Adventures of Mrs Benndi A series (possibly) of adventures of a business woman who visits a mysterious costume shop and enters fantasy adventures where she gets wet and messy. It was quiet on Festive Road, where Mrs Benndi lived. Sh...

The curtain raises ready for the next game. The host is stood in the middle of the stage with the 2 assistants either side of him with their hands on his shoulders. Both girls are wearing the same black body stockings, with the extra material to prot...

Hayley and Caitlyn waste no time and promptly grab the next pies. They know this pie isn't going to be so nice so they both gently push it into each of the contestants face and let go of it so it slides down over their faces dripping down onto their...

Continuing on with the wardrobe move, still surprised she still had the adidas jacket, as said to her "i thought that would have been long gone", she told me she used to wear it all the time when she went jogging and to the gym with her friend, as r...

I stepped off the edge of the building, the sounds of screams echoing in my ears. I could hear the intake of breath, the panic scream and the rushing of air as I fell ten stories towards certain death. The wind buffeted me, screaming past my head as...

Chapter 1 I trembled with anticipation, the stable yard was quiet, the only sound was the snorting of sleepy horses. I crept towards the tack room, my shadow cast by the full moon above. I fiddled with the lock and swung the door open, I was engulfe...

Chapter 1 Sent in Error My day job is writing, I am a copywriter which sounds like fun, and with the opportunity to work from home and control my own hours is pretty good, however it can be a lonely life writing rather tedious copy for websites and...

The Gypsy's Curse Ever reliable, the fair came to town again. Home from college for the summer, Julia and her tomboyish friend Stephanie drove out to the fairgrounds on a Saturday night to see the local boys they'd gone to high school with, to eat...

The Gypsy's Curse Ever reliable, the fair came to town again. Home from college for the summer, Julia and her tomboyish friend Stephanie drove out to the fairgrounds on a Saturday night to see the local boys they'd gone to high school with, to eat...

I opened the sauna door, stepped in, set the thermostat, and took off my towel and set it on the bench and closed the door. I sat on the towel I placed on the bench, and rested my head against the wall. Completely naked, I breathed deeply as the...

The host and the 2 assistants walk back out on stage infront of the curtain. They all have white bathrobes on and the girls have their hair tied back in a pony tail. They are greeted by a chorus of applause and cheers from the audience. Host: I hope...

The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 1 A Wild Night at Dietz Lake Hello. Everyone and welcome to the first chapter in my series based on real events in WAM that I've experienced. Most of these rev...

Fiona by Herself at the Pool Tony had an interview and assessment for a temporary post at a home delivery company, working as a dispatch manager to be based at the depot. The job was due to start at the beginning of October and to last for six month...

A Bathing Suit and a Sexual Experience After her three boy wetting, Fiona met up with Tony as arranged, and everything carried on between them as though nothing had happened. But she had exchanged phone numbers with number two, and so she received t...

PLAYING IN THE MUD... Emma felt her heart leap into her throat as she stepped out of Fischer Residence Hall and began the five minute walk to Wheaton College’s athletic field. She could feel the bikini clinging to her body under a loose T shirt a...

Another Bathing Suit and Another Sexual Experience The boys carried on drinking their beer for a few more minutes. Then Fiona got to her feet. "Come on, everyone", she said, "Let's get everything cleaned up in here like new!" The spa room was any bi...

The curtains raise once more revealing the host stood in the middle of 2 empty paddling pools. The crowd oooo and ahhh speculating over what is going to happening next. Host: Sorry for the delay ladies and gentlemen, apparently Holly and Hayley are...

Into the Pool Again. Fiona woke up. She had dozed off, but only for half an hour or so. It was quarter to five, and it was still Saturday afternoon. She wrapped a towel around herself and slipped quietly out of bed. She sent Tony a text to say that...

I did not write this just posting it as it was quite good. fixed some of the spelling errors without changing the story. I'm driving west on rte 60 just leaving the Highway, I approach the Hooters sports bar on the right, the place where Lindsey a...

I take no credit for this one either, however I do like it. Nancy was always asking Jeff if she looked fat , he always answered " of course not honey your not fat "even if he really though differently. Nancy and Jeff had been together for a few yea...

VERMONT SURPRISE HOW IT ALL STARTED PART II PREFACE This is a recap of our second day in Vermont, when I found out that my recent bride had discovered her enjoyment of wetlook. We were still in the experimental stages of this new kind of play an...

This unusual Monday started out as normal as any workday. Commuting slowly through the city, finding a free parking spot in the office garage, listening to elevator music and having a morning coffee. Also putting up with the different corridor banter...

Im not a writer by any means so please take it easy on me. I'm just wanting to share my first experience with wam and the story of how i arrived here :-) My first pie We laid in bed in my messy tiny efficiency apartment. All cuddled up after afte...

Reposted from my main blog with a few tiny alterations. I’ve seen WAMmers talk about gunge like this great unspeakable thing that no non-WAMmer could ever appreciate in the slightest. In my experience, this simply isn’t the case. Of course, doing...