The World Gives Us A Chance (Chapter 3) (Patreon)

Chapter 3
Peak of Bravery

‘Say something… anything… anything at all!’ This was what Liz was thinking but she was failing at listening to her head’s command. “Ummm…” The boy in front of her uttered after a few seconds of her not responding. “Uh, Miss? Are you alright?”

She looked up at the boy. She was once again stunned at how gorgeous he was. He was tall and had dark fine skin and the cutest curly hair. He looked at her through dark glasses with the brown eyes of an Adonis.

“Ummm… Miss?” Liz snapped back to attention as she realized that she was staring at the boy and her mouth was slightly open in awe.

“Oh! I’m... I’m sorry.” Liz wobbled a little as she got back to her feet. The boy took her hand and helped her up.

OMG. Her mind went wild. His hand was so soft and he was so sweet helping her up. Had she somehow landed in a romantic comedy? Bumping into the love of your life didn’t really happen… Did it?

“Th-thank you.” Liz uttered out. She checked her bag and made sure she had everything. She looked at the handsome guy and found a soft smiling cracking into her otherwise calm face. “Are… are you alright, Sir?” She didn’t know why she called him Sir. It just came out.

The boy smiled at her. “Me? Oh, uh, don’t worry about me. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

The boy’s hand gently brushed her hip. Liz didn’t think that he meant to do it; but it didn’t matter. The small touch sent electricity through her body. Liz was always a romantic at heart but love at first sight was childish… surely.

Liz found her grin growing even wider. “Y-yeah… I’m fine. Just a little butt bruise.” She said. ‘Butt bruise? Really? She needed to stop talking.’

The boy looked at her, just liked she looked at him, as if they were studying each other. There was a moment of a silence between them that ended with them both laughing softly. It was the boy who spoke again first.

“Well, I guess I should probably get going.” He turned from her and started to walk away.

“W-wait!” Liz said, a little bit too enthusiastically. He turned back to her curiously. “W-what’s your name?”

“Who me? Uh, Peyton.” As he said it he smiled a little. “What’s yours?”

“L-Liz.” She stuttered a little but she spoke her name in the most confident voice that she could manage. She found herself smiling back at him.

“Well…” He said. “Maybe I’ll see you around sometime Liz.”

Suddenly another voice cut through their conversation. “Liz!” It was her boss. “Get in here! You’re late!”

For the first time in her life, Liz didn’t listen to her boss the second she heard an order. “It was… n-nice to meet you.” The girl said softly, then she turned away from the boy and walked into her coffee shop. She could feel his eyes on her as she walked inside.

She wanted to look back at those brown eyes but resisted as long as she could. When she finally did look back, he was gone.

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Liz didn’t know why the encounter with that curly-haired boy had stuck in her mind so much. It hadn’t been the first time that she’d run smack into someone in the city. It happened all the time. Something about it though, something about it had been so unique. He had helped her up, he had cared about her. Why was that so… intoxicating? Very few people had ever acted as genuine caring as he seemed to in that moment.

For all she know, he had forgotten about her as soon as they parted ways, but something in her heart hoped that wasn’t the case.

She went through her entire shift that day thinking about that boy. His brown eyes, his muscular arms…. Ohhhh. I made her knees weak.

Maybe… just maybe… he was the one. She had never truly let her guard down in front of anyone. Liz definitely had a little space but she rarely visited it; and she never ever did around another person. Even diapers were something that she had considered so many times but never actually tried. Would someone like this guy find that idea repulsive? Probably…

Finally, Liz’s shift ended and she escaped her coffee shop. Normally her coffee shop was a comfort but today all its customers were doing nothing but distracting her from her thoughts.

The little bell attached to the shop door ‘dinged’ as Liz left. She looked around. She half expected her “Knight in Shining Armor” to be out there waiting for her. That was a silly thought though.

Liz could see her breath as the cool November air brushed against her cheeks. She didn’t want to go to her train, and her apartment. Not yet…

Across the street from her coffee shop was a small local park. This was one of the many reasons she loved her shop. Even while she was working she could sometimes see kids playing on the swings and going down the slides. She would blush as she sometimes caught herself imagining that she was one of the kids. Being able to act all cute and innocent as she played on the swing set. No worries in the world.

Liz carefully crossed the street and found herself alone in the park. The sounds of the city were still in full swing but she didn’t care. The park sounded quiet to her. She was a little cold but it didn’t matter. Sometimes her world did feel peaceful. And she actually felt pretty peaceful.

Something about seeing that boy today was making her feel brave, feel powerful. A thought came to her mind. Something… a little risqué. Normally she would have never considered it but today she was feeling a little fire within her to give something new a try. She did have spare clothes after all…

Liz wanted to feel like a little. A sexy spunky little like the ones she always read about on AB/DL websites. She had done it a few times in her home, but never somewhere as risky as in public.

Liz wanted to wet herself.

She wanted to get that rush and excitement that she could only gain right now from giving in to her innermost desires and let herself be the “Little” she knew she felt like on the inside.

Liz looked around, by now it was very dark and there didn’t appear to be anybody around. It was now or never. If she didn’t give a try now she knew that she would chicken out of it. The young girl took several deep breaths. She took her shoes off so they wouldn’t get wet and put them aside. The girl was sitting down on a swing in the middle of the park. Liz closed her eyes and bit her lip; she hadn’t gone the entire time she was at work and only now realized how much she really needed to go. After a few seconds of silence… the flow started. Liz heard the familiar hissing sound and felt a beautiful and comfortable warmth flow out of her privates and into her underwear and further into her yoga pants. She had her legs pressed tightly together while she let go to hold onto the warm comfortable and arousing feeling as long as she could. A darker spot had appeared on her yoga pants and had quickly spread to cover her entire crotch and the swing she was sitting on. The dampness had dripped down her legs and momentarily was making her entire lower body feel nice and warm in this cold chilly air. She savored the moment. It felt amazing.

“Um, excuse me? Liz?” Liz couldn’t hold back the loud gasp that sprang out of her mouth. She was so surprised that she fell off the swing that she had been sitting on and fell onto the wood chips on the ground. She looked up slowly to face the person who had spoken. To her embarrassment, she was still peeing herself. She had started going and there was no stopping it now.

She looked up into the beautiful brown eyes of Peyton.
 

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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