I Like Women In Mud Fully Clothed

I stumbled upon this group and thought you might like to hear about the time I went into mud with ALL of my clothes on! There was a really muddy area at the back of my work, being developed. it was basically a building site. And I went out the back door, and got locked out! So I had no choice but to go across the mud to "escape". I was a bit concerned about my clothes, but it didn't look too deep (how wrong I was!) I was dressed smartly for work with my nice grey trousers, a smart top and a black cardigan over the top. My shoes were cute little slip-ons in the style of ballet pumps. Because it was December I was wearing black socks, with reindeer on them and amazing bright red toes and heels! Who doesn't love Christmas socks?
Anyway, I started making my way across the mud and it slurped and squelched up the sides of my shoes and I could feel it getting onto my amazing socks a bit!
And you know what? It was REALLY DIFFICULT to keep my shoes on, it was so thick and sticky! A couple of times the bright red heels of my socks popped out as my shoes momentarily stuck!
Things took a big downward (literally!) spiral after a few steps. With no warning apart from a loud burping sound I quickly sank in over my ankles in this slimy brown hell! I could feel loads of wet mud flowing into my shoes! I was so shocked as I stood there, but I couldn't help having a little giggle to myself! I guess I felt a bit of a rebel, being ankle deep in mud in my smart work clothes! I tried to continue but I simply couldn't move my shoes, they were stuck fast. The only way I could free myself was by slipping my feet out of them and leaving them behind. This meant squelching into the thick mud in my beautiful Christmas socks! I took a last look at what was left of the brightly coloured socks before stepping shoeless into the deepening mud! Although it felt pretty gross and slimy to be in the mud with my shoes off, it was instantly much easier to move around, my socks just kind of effortlessly squelched in and out of the mud, and I had no stress about trying to keep shoes on! This was definitely not good news for my socks though!
Then, it got even deeper! I was very near waist deep and had to get onto all fours and kind of "crawl" across the remaining quagmire! When I finally got to the other side, I was dirtier than I've ever been in my life, pretty much covered in slimy brown mud from the breasts down! Every garment I was wearing had mud plastered all over it. I have to say, wading through mud in socks is not good for a girls toenails! And I didn't get my shoes back, they were lost forever! The weird thing is, the whole experience was actually rather fun.......! I travelled home singing "Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud" to myself before spending what must've been HOURS cleaning myself up!

Picture for illustrative purposes, that's not me! But I was THAT filthy!