You begged to see me go from dry to dripping--and I didn't hold back.

First, I walked into the water fully-dressed: tight blue jeans, a sexy blue denim jacket, Nike high-tops laced up, pink hooded blouse over a flirty yellow layer, black tee underneath, white socks hugging my ankles.

Then I dove in.

Over and over again. Each time, the clothes clung tighter. The jeans hugged my curves like a second skin. My sneakers squelched with every step. The denim jacket dragged low, soaked and heavy. My long sleeves slapped against my arms as I surfaced, hair plastered to my face, lips parting with every gasp.

And my feet? Bare. Soaked. Splayed for you as I stepped out, water cascading down my legs.

Splashes flew. Fabric peeled. The wetter I got, the more I showed.

This isn't just a water play video.

It's a slow, filthy reveal of how a goddess transforms in the waves--and comes back for more.

Wanna see me dive one more time and never come up dry?