Every
so often, I hear from fellow wetlook lovers through the Internet and
they share their stories with me. This is the tale of Helena, whose first experience of wet clothes came about from an online dare.
When I was a teenager, I had my own YouTube channel where I took dares from other users, as I was totally stuck for ideas for videos and it seemed that when others asked for dares, they got loads of views. And guess what? Within a couple of days, the requests came flooding in. Some challenges were fun, like the yoga one and the not my legs that I got to do with Jojo, who unfortunately is in Australia now so we won't be doing videos together for a long time :( Other dares were just weird and disgusting, like one where I was asked to stand on a banana with my bare feet. Ewwwwww
The one I remember most, though, was when I asked to either take a shower or jump in a pool fully clothed. Seeing as I had a pool, I thought that might be the more fun option so I went for that. I was quite reluctant at first - I thought that clothes really didn't belong in the water! The more I thought about it, though, the more I felt that I'd do it once just to satisfy my curiosity. If it went badly, I'd know not to do it again. If it went well, I might just do it another few times!
It was a sunny spring day when my sister Katie filmed me taking this wacky dare. Mom and Dad were out of town so I felt pretty safe to try it, and also we have a secluded back yard so nobody was gonna be peeping in at me swimming in my clothes. I still distinctly remember what I was wearing - a sleeveless blue top, baby blue jeans and black, red and green striped socks. Katie and I couldn't stop laughing as I approached the pool. I seriously wanted to back out there and then, but I knew if I did that it would bug me afterwards.
I stood at the pool edge for a few seconds and readied myself to jump in. I counted to five and then dove into the water. Straight away I felt my jeans getting heavy as I swam beneath the surface. This actually felt nice! I smiled as I made my way through the water, Katie being smart enough to dip the camera underwater as I entered the pool. After a few seconds I resurfaced and gathered my breath, gleefully treading water in the unusually warm pool, which looking back certainly helped me to enjoy the experience a bit more!
I splashed around for another couple of minutes, occasionally diving underwater for the full immersion. The longer it went on, the more I liked it. After the first minute or so I actually forgot I was wearing clothes, I felt so comfortable with it. If anything, the feel of the wet clothes was all the more reason to try this again. Up to then, I had always associated wet clothes with shipwrecks and drownings, but now it felt playful and totally changed my point of view. I don't know why I didn't try this earlier!
I think Katie was even surprised by how much I was loving it. She kept saying that I'd chicken out of it, and she was almost right. Now she couldn't believe that not only I had done it, but also that I was having such fun doing it. I stayed in the pool for about five minutes befoe climbing out. As I stepped back on the tiles at the edge of the pool, a load of water fell off me and my clothes really stuck to me. I looked down at my drenched top, jeans and socks. The sun cast a beautiful shine on them and made their wetness all the more visible.
Katie was about to turn the camera off and go back inside, but I told her I wasn't finished yet! I skipped over to the same corner of the pool from where I went in the first time. On this occasion, I leapt up as if I was celebrating something and, knees first, I crashed through the water again. As I jumped in, all I could see was thousands of bubbles in front of me, again feeling that rush of the water enveloping me. Katie again did the honor of taking the camera underwater so that I could watch all this back later. It looked awesome on camera, but it was a lot more awesome doing it. I decided to swim around for another few minutes, lying on my back across the surface of the water to show how relaxed I was. I did one last underwater breaststroke before climbing out of the water with a beaming smile.
I was in no rush to change out of my soaking wet clothes, as Mom and Dad weren't back for another few hours. I jumped in another couple of times while I was in the mood and I asked Katie if she wanted in on the fun as well, but she seemed content to let me at it. I was always the more adventurous sister! That night, as we watched back the video, I knew I made the right choice by going through with it.
I uploaded the video and, in less than a week, it got more views than all of my other 20 or so videos combined over a year and a half. I never realized how much other people loved wet clothes! It was great, but then it turned sinister. Men who were clearly perverts were making all these sexual comments about how they were turned on and wanted my body. It was utter filth and I sadly took down the video, because I wasn't willing to put up with this anymore.
I was upset over it at the time, as this was supposed to be a fun thing, but Katie supported me through it and before long we were able to watch it back in our own privacy and laugh about it, remembering how amazing it felt instead of the perverted comments from strangers.
I've been back in the pool in my clothes a few times since, but never with the camera on and never as enjoyable as that first time I did it - all because of a YouTube user's dare!
If you liked Helena's story, I hope to add some more in the near future. Hugs to Helena and my wetlook friends!
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