Chapter 6: Heat Three

By Paul Tester

After the epic struggles of the first two heats, all the All Day Girls wanted 


to see the last heat and the final, so a strict rota of viewing times was 


drawn up, and each contestant was allowed a 'second' to be with her all the 


time.  Now most of the girls were admitting that they found these contests 


erotic, even though none of them had any known leanings towards lesbianism.  


The judges for this Heat were Tracy and Janet, and the 'seconds' were  Emma 


for Caroline, Tamzin for Pauline, and Sara for Rachel.  Once again, Pauline's 


study was the venue.


When the contestants assembled at 1 o'clock they were all trying to give the 


impression of having no interest in wanting a pee, though in fact all were 


already needing to pee, and Pauline, despite being marginally the favourite, 


wanted to go quite badly.  Just before the contest started in earnest, she 


had admitted to Tamzin that she was worried how badly she wanted to go, 


fearing that her bladder was mis-behaving as she had been wanting to go since 


9 o'clock that morning.  Though they might not admit it, almost all of the 


All Day Girls had tested themselves privately as if they were in the 


competition.  Pauline had done this twice before, and had never wanted to go 


anything like as badly as she did that afternoon 


After two hours of steady drinking, all three were at the leg crossing and 


leg twisting stage, and none of them wanted to be the first to go to the next 


stage, either sitting on their heel or holding between their legs.  The 


spectators were trying to gauge the desperation level of each girl, and 


making guesses as to who would be the first to hold their crutch.  Much to 


everyone's surprise, it was Pauline who succumbed first, pressing her hand 


between her legs several times while standing, and then holding for most of 


the walk.  She now wanted to go really badly, and was far from confident 


about winning.  However, having seen how Erica had nearly slipped up the week 


before by not holding herself until it was nearly too late, she was holding 


herself before it was really necessary.  Caroline was the next to hold, just 


before the walking period finished, leaving Rachel the moral leader at this 


stage.  


Annette and Janet, the mathematicians of the group, had made approximate 


calculations of potential bladder volume by estimating the pelvic volume of 


the girls, hip measurement times distance from crutch to waist.  Since two of 


the three largest, Susan and Tracy were already out of the contest, and the 


joint smallest, Erica still in, this was not considered to be a very relevant 


study, and Rachel's state at this stage seemed to be more proof that bladder 


size was not proportional to body size.  


Half an hour later both Caroline and Pauline were holding themselves 


virtually all the time, while Rachel was still only at the crossing legs 


stage, though by now her legs were very tightly crossed, and towards the end 


of the walk, she was having to press her hand between her legs a few times to 


ease the strain on her bladder.  She was actually absolutely bursting to go, 


and her bladder was really aching it was so full.  The reason she was not 


holding herself was that she had found that it did nothing to relieve the 


pain in her bladder, and she was not yet at the frantic urgent stage when she 


would be fighting to avoid wetting herself.  She could feel the hard, tender 


swelling of her abdomen which told her that her bladder was full to bursting 


point, and had no more room to expand internally.


Pauline and Caroline were in a completely different situation.  They both 


wanted to go desperately urgently, and needed all the help they could get to 


hold back their pee.  For Caroline, this indicated that she was not going to 


be able to wait much longer, because despite having a large bladder, which 


had enabled her to join the 24 hour girls, she was lacking in the will power 


and competitive spirit that would have  made her hold on until she simply 


could not contain herself any longer. She knew she could not wait as long as 


either Pauline or Rachel, and she was reaching the point when she simply did 


not want to suffer the misery of a bursting bladder any longer. She decided 


that she would hold on until it was time to walk again, and then give up, but 


thinking about being able to pee was the worst thing she could have done, and 


very quickly the urge to go seemed to become unbearable and she thought she 


was going to wet her knickers, even though she was holding between her legs 


as hard as she could.  Emma, her 'second' realised she was approaching a 


crisis point, and tried to encourage her to hold it and get control again, 


but Caroline had reached then end of her tether and gasping 


"I can't stand it any longer, I'm so desperate I've got to go," she dashed 


behind the screen to relieve herself in the bucket.  Both Pauline and Rachel 


winced in desperation as they heard the force of Caroline's pee hitting the 


bucket.  'Like an elephant peeing,' 'Like a bath-tap full on' were the 


expressions that the girls later used to describe Caroline's huge blast of 


pee.  She finished in 41 seconds, keeping the pressure up almost to the end, 


producing 1180 ml. of pee.


This sound was almost too much for Pauline, who had to press between her legs 


with both hands to stop a spurt of pee escaping in sympathy with Caroline's 


blast. 


"I can't hold it much longer, I'm absolutely frantic," she whispered to 


Tamzin.  "I might as well give up now, I'm almost wetting myself and Rachel 


isn't even holding herself seriously yet."


"Hang on, you must hang on, you're going to win this.  She's far worse that 


you think, her stomach is really swollen up, her bladder must be stretched to 


its limit and almost exploding." Tamzin, who was also a small girl, had been 


watching how Rachel had been protecting her bladder, and, based  on her own 


experience when desperate, suspected it was absolutely bursting. She realised 


that Pauline was so desperate that she probably could not concentrate on 


anything except her bladder, and had missed the signs or Rachel's 


desperation.


Sara, Rachel's second, had just managed to overhear Pauline saying she could 


not last much longer, and passed this on to Rachel as encouragement.


"You are going to win this easily, she is almost wetting herself and you 


hardly want to go yet."


"Sara, I'm in agony, I think my bladder is going to burst if I don't wee 


soon. Can't you see how swollen it is, I have never been in this state 


before.  It hurts so much I don't think I can bear it much longer."


Rachel was hurting more than she had ever done in her life before.  The pain 


from her distended bladder was worse than toothache, and it was a test of her 


will-power to withstand the pain and keep waiting.  She could still hold back 


her pee relatively easily, but it was hurting her so much to do it.  She kept 


holding her crutch, not because she was frantic, but in the vain hope that it 


would stop her bladder aching so badly.


For a time it seemed as if both girls were on the verge of giving up, but 


then, encouraged by their seconds, they both decided that the other was even 


worse than they were, and fought to hang on a bit longer.  To her surprise, 


Pauline survived the next half hour without getting any worse, in fact, she 


felt more in control than she had immediately after Caroline had given up.  


Rachel, on the other hand, was considerable worse, and had an increasingly 


urgent need to pee to cope with, on top of her throbbing bladder.  Whereas 


Pauline's bladder seemed still to be able to expand to contain the pee 


flowing in, Rachel's could get no bigger, and the internal pressure was 


rising rapidly.  


The next session of walking was almost the end for Rachel.  She had to hold 


her crutch with one hand to hold back the ever increasing pressure in her 


bladder, while with her other hand she was pulling her leggings away from her 


stomach, as even the slight pressure from them on her bladder was becoming 


too painful to bear.  She was more or less shuffling along, hardly able to 


walk properly as every step was jarring her bladder and increasing the pain.  


Sara was doing as much as the judges would allow to help her, but short of 


actually carrying Rachel, there was not much that was really going to help.


"Hang on, it's only another  minute or so, then you can sit down again," Sara 


was trying to keep Rachel in the competition, but every body has its limit, 


and Rachel's was nearing hers.  She managed to survive until she could sit, 


but this did not offer the relief that Sara had promised, as sitting with her 


legs crossed seemed to hurt her bladder even more.


"I'm sorry Sara," she said, " I simply cannot bear it any longer, it hurts so 


much I have just got to wee before I injure myself.  Even if Pauline gave up 


now, I could never wait another 20 minutes to win."


Sara tried to hold Rachel back, pleading with her to try and wait another 5 


minutes, in case Pauline gave up, but Rachel had reached the point where she 


just could not bear to wait another second.  


"I give up," she gasped, conceding defeat and staggering towards the screen 


and bucket and the glorious relief that she had denied herself so long.  Sara 


had to more or less carry her there, as she was holding with both hands to 


avoid the indignity of wetting herself at the last second.  The listening 


girls were expecting another great blasting pee, with even more pressure than 


Caroline, but after two initial, high pressure spurts, Rachel peed at a 


normal, steady rate, but just went on and on, as if she was going to pee for 


ever.  She finished after 2 minutes 25 seconds, beating Susan's time from the 


previous week, and 1.45 litres of pee, an incredible volume for so small a 


body.


The moment Rachel had conceded defeat, Tamzin had told the judges to start 


the clock to time the extra 20 minutes that Pauline had to wait to win.  She 


knew just how desperate her charge was, and secretly doubted her ability to 


wait even another ten minutes.  Pauline was doubled over in desperation, 


holding herself with both hands, as the sound of Rachel peeing was only 


making her even more frantic. Tamzin was doing everything to help Pauline 


except actually holding her crutch for her, and she would have done that it 


the judges had allowed it.  She was even holding the glass for Pauline's last 


drink, so she did not have to take one hand from between her legs.  Once 


Rachel had finished peeing, Pauline was able to regain some semblance of 


control, at least enough to be able to wait the extra time with only one hand 


between her legs for most of the time, though the surge of anticipation as 


the last minutes approached was almost too much for her to control.  She was 


right on her limit, and was almost standing over the bucket as the time 


expired and she was declared the winner.  Sara, doing her job to the last, 


insisted that she remain standing in the 'arena' until every second of the 20 


minutes was up, as she was still hoping that Pauline would not be able to 


last out.  


If Rachel's pee pressure had been a disappointment after Caroline's, then 


Pauline's was even less impressive, as after an initial spurt, she seemed to 


have trouble getting going, sometimes going at normal pressure, sometimes 


just a trickle, but like Rachel, she just went on and on, not finishing until 


3 minutes 8 seconds, producing 1.45 litres, the same as Rachel.  Both girls 


admitted that they had never before wanted to pee so badly as they  had that 


day, and Rachel said that her stomach was still hurting so much that she 


thought she must have strained her bladder forcing it to hold so much pee.





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