I’m in my kitchen doing some much needed cleaning. I’m wearing a tight fitting grey dress that hugs my body in all the right places, and on my cute little feet I have on a matching pair of grey pumps. I start by running a bowl of hot water and adding some washing up liquid to get it nice and soapy. Then I take some dinner plates and used oven trays and get to work, scrubbing them in the sink. It’s hard work for a small girl like me, and as I apply the elbow grease I’m soon working up a sweat. The splashing water in the sink, and the soap suds oozing between my fingers must have triggered my...

I’m in my kitchen doing some much needed cleaning. I’m wearing a tight fitting grey dress that hugs my body in all the right places, and on my cute little feet I have on a matching pair of grey pumps. I start by running a bowl of hot water and adding some washing up liquid to get it nice and soapy. Then I take some dinner plates and used oven trays and get to work, scrubbing them in the sink. It’s hard work for a small girl like me, and as I apply the elbow grease I’m soon working up a sweat. The splashing water in the sink, and the soap suds oozing between my fingers must have triggered my bladder, but I’m concentrating so hard on removing the stains from the pots, that I don’t even notice! I just become aware of a warm and wet sensation emanating from my crotch, and then I start to feel it running down my legs and into my pumps. And it’s not just the dinner plates that have stains now....the light colour of the dress clearly shows up the big wet patches that are appearing all around the bum area, and leaves little doubt as to what’s just happened! I carry on washing, and my bladder feels so lovely and tingly now it’s been emptied. I then sit down on the wet kitchen floor, and scrub the low cupboards with a damp cloth. They don’t really need doing, but I just don’t want to pass up an opportunity to make myself even soggier, and it’s a good excuse to bend over and stick my soaked bum into the air and ensure a cheeky view! Finally I stand back up and finish off the last of the items in the sink. But I really don’t mind now, as today’s washing up has stopped feeling like a chore...Well, when you’re paddling around in cute pumps in a golden puddle you’ve made on the floor, anything would seem like fun ;)