THE ALL DAY GIRLS
Chapter 6: HEAT THREE (F hold-it, touching on desp)
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