Escape from Baby World (Chapter 2) (Patreon)

Chapter 2 = A Crossroads

 “What the hell?!” You yelled out as the bottle poured over the entire crotch region of your pants. You stared helplessly as the cold water cascaded over you and within moments had soaked your jeans. From where the wetness had originated and then proceeded to spill down your legs, it really looked like you had peed yourself.

“Oh my god!” Angela yelled out, already starting to laugh. “It looks like the little baby had an accident!” Billy and Angela thought they were a riot as they both laughed at your predicament. You did the only thing you could and took your backpack and covered your lap with it. Thankfully, no one else on the bus besides Angela or Billy had noticed or even seemed to care about what was going on. The only thing you had to worry about now was what you were going to do about spending the rest of the day in soaked jeans and underwear.

“What’s wrong with you two?” You blurted out. “Why can’t you just leave me alone?” You glared at both of them who seemed little more than amused by your outburst. They looked at each other, half shrugged, and then went back to laughing. Angela smiled down at you from her seat on the bus.

“Because it’s fun.” She said softly. “Besides, I think that look kinda suits you. Don’t you Billy? I always said that you were just a little baby. Maybe I was even more correct than I thought. Looks like the little baby can’t even hold their bladder.” Angela and Billy lose themselves in another fit of giggles. Clearly the both of them think that they are hilarious.

“Oh go fuck yourselves,” You say bluntly. “You assholes did this, not me!” Angela and Billy smirk at each other. Billy speaks,

“Whatever you say baby, whatever you say. Have fun with your wet pants.” The two of them retreat in their teasing as they sit back down in their seats, leaving you with your annoyed thoughts. You hated when those two teased you and it often had to do with the same thing; the fact that the two of them both thought that you acted childishly and were too “cute” to be a senior in high school. You were sick of it, you often fantasized about getting revenge on them but you weren’t sure exactly what you would do, you didn’t have the same diabolical mind as them.

You tried to forget about the event, but even your wet pants aside it was hard to do so. The bullies, mixed with what your Mom had said, mixed with the dream you had woken up from had you pretty shaken up. It weirdly felt like it was all connected, like some sort of prophecy...

“Hey there,” You were shaken out of your thoughts by a pretty young girl sitting down next to you after the next bus stop. It was Daisy, your best friend since... since you couldn’t remember how long. Maybe since the two of you were in diapers. Alice was beautiful naturally. She didn’t wear makeup that often but she didn’t need it. Her long blonde locks framed a face that was equally adorable and, if you admitted to yourself, sexy. For several years you two had only been best friends but when you saw her the day of the 7th grade dance, your heart flipped as you realized how beautiful she was. You didn’t know what she would think if you ever revealed your feelings to her. Would she laugh? Hopefully not. “You okay?” She asked softly. Daisy looked down and noticed your wet pants. She gasped at your crotch in awe before you did better to cover it up with your backpack. “What happened?” She asked. You frowned at her.

“I’ll give ya one guess to figure out who poured their water bottle on me.” You weren’t sure but you swore you could hear Angela and Billy snickering.

“Those jerks,” Daisy said, with a half pout on her face before sitting down completely. Daisy herself had occasionally been bullied by the Terror Twins too, but for whatever reason they didn’t enjoy it as much as they did bullying you. Often you remind yourself that you only have 6 more months of high school. Then you’ll graduate and hopefully never have to see either of the Terror Twins again.

Finally, thank god, the bus arrives at school. Billy and Angela snicker at you one last time as they run down the aisle. “Have a good day!” They yell back at you mockingly. You stand up from your seat on the bus, which still has water all over it. You look down at your crotch and twist to take a look at your butt. You are soaking wet.

“What am I going to do?” You mumble to no one in particular. Following Daisy off of the bus you stand there in front of the school as you hold your backpack in front of your crotch. Then, a mischievous idea comes into your mind. You don’t want to go into the building with your wet pants on. You could always go to the nurse but you were already pretty pissed at the day and first period hasn’t even begun yet. You didn’t care much for school anyways. Maybe you should skip...

You looked around and noticed two other places you could go instead of going into the school. There was the forest that was near the front gates. You loved going to the forest, the place just seemed strangely mysterious to you. You loved exploring it and seeing what you could find.

That, or you could go downtown. There were always new shops opening up downtown and it seemed like the area was always shifting and changing. It seemed like you saw something new there every time you went. It was now or never, you needed to make a choice.

Choice #1