I’m in my apartment and am going to talk about some of the incredible wetting adventures I have had ;) I’m wearing a sparkly black jumper, a blue dress over the top, and my shapely legs and my cute little feet are bare. This blue dress is a personal favourite of mine, and I have worn it on lots of occasions in the past when my bladder has not been able to contain its contents ;) It is lovely and tight, and looks beautiful when it’s soaking wet, and I think that it’s so meaningful to wear it now whilst I remember some of its former glories :D I have a larger beaker of water with me, which is really filling up my bladder as I’m talking, and all of a sudden a warm jet spills out of me as I’m in the middle of a story! You can see a puddle appear underneath me as I’m sitting on the wooden floor, and as the puddle grows in size and spreads, my bladder tingles with pleasure ;) I don’t stop talking as I’m releasing, as I just love discussing my past wettings, but I can feel that my bum is soaking wet, and that the liquid has reached my bare feet :D Sure enough, when I eventually stand up, you can see how well the blue dress shows up the wet stains. It’s no wonder I love this blue dress so much ;)