THE ALL DAY GIRLS
Chapter 4: HEAT ONE (F hold-it, touching on desp)
By Paul Tester

The result of this heat was considered by most of the girls to be a foregone 
conclusion, so there were only the two appointed judges and one spectator 
present in Michelle's study when the competition started at 1 o'clock.  
Already the girls had drunk 1.5 litres, and both Alison and Tracy were 
bursting and constantly crossing their legs, while Michelle was in 
considerable need of a pee.  She was confident of winning without having to 
strain her bladder too much, and the real interest was to see who would come 
second.  To make the competition more interesting, it had been decided that 
the first girl to give up in each group would have to pay a fine of £10, 
which would go into the prize fund for the winner.  

The surprising thing about Heat One was how long Tracy was able to hold on.  
She was thought to be the sure loser of the heat, but she was determined not 
to come last.  By 2 o'clock both Alison and Tracy were holding between their 
legs when they were walking, and at least part of the time when they were 
standing.  Tracy was sitting on her heel, while Alison was still able to hold 
on with just her legs tightly crossed.  Forty five minutes later, they were 
both holding themselves all the time, and struggling to wait.  During the 
walking time, Tracy was holding herself with both hands, pressing her fingers 
hard against her pee hole, and the spectators expected her to give up soon.  
However, she was determined not to come last, and gritting her teeth, she 
said she was never going to give up voluntarily.  She was not going to stop 
until she was physically incapable of holding her pee any longer, and it 
started leaking past her fingers.  No-one had expected any girl to make 
herself hold out this long, so Erica, who had just joined the spectators, 
quickly got a bucket from the cleaners' store, so no girl would have to walk 
to the loo with wet leggings.  

Even sitting down, Alison and Tracy were now struggling to contain 
themselves, squirming about in the chair and pressing hard between their 
legs.  Tracy was silent, with a grim, determined look on her face, while 
Alison looked more worried and kept groaning with the effort of holding back 
her pee.  When they stood up, Alison almost doubled over, pressing both hands 
hard up between her legs to try and control a sudden even more urgent need to 
pee.  She kept control for almost five minutes before the pressure became too 
much, and gasping out "I give up, I can't stand it another second!"  she ran 
out of the room to the nearest loo, about 20 yards down the corridor.  When 
she returned some minutes later she had a small wet spot between her legs.  
Once she had taken her hands away from her crutch to bolt the cubicle door 
and pull her leggings down, she had not been able to hold it in, and had 
allowed a small leak before she had her knickers down.  She reported that she 
had been going for ages, but in her panic to get her knickers down, she had 
forgotten to time herself from the start of the pee.

The big question then was whether Tracy would be able to wait the extra 20 
minutes to claim second place.  She looked to be more desperate than Alison 
had been, but she was absolutely determined to hold as long as it was 
possible for her to do so.  She was hardly able to walk, but with both hands 
pressed into her crutch she was able to stagger about the room sufficient to 
satisfy the judges.  Even when the 20 minutes were up, and she was officially 
second, she carried on holding it, trying to give Michelle some competition.

Michelle had been trying to act as nonchalantly as possible, pretending that 
she hardly wanted to go, but in fact she was far more desperate that she 
appeared.  She was still not holding between her legs, which gave her a 
tremendous psychological advantage.  Now, as she was standing up and drinking 
yet another glass of water, she was having to use every ounce of her strength 
to avoid leaking.  Her legs were crossed and she was rubbing them together 
and hopping up and down in an attempt to hold it.  Then the pressure became 
too much to bear, she twisted round in a circle, almost doubling over to 
avoid letting go in her knickers. 

Erica and Alison saw how desperate Michelle was, and began encouraging Tracy 
to hang on a bit longer, telling her that she had a real chance of winning.  
Tracy now was so desperate that she was almost beyond hearing their 
encouragement, concentrating only on holding back her pee for another minute.  
Standing, she was doubling over, both hands jammed between her legs, twisting 
herself in to all sorts of positions in the hope that one would help her hold 
her pee a bit longer.  Then the walking time was too much for her, and after 
a couple of minutes of shuffling round the room, groaning "I must wait, I am 
not going to give up," she let out a gasp and stood still, trying to press 
even harder between her legs.  All to no avail, as she had been unable to 
stop herself letting go a spurt of pee, which soaked the gusset of her 
knickers and spread to her leggings.  

"Oh no!" she cried, "I must hold it," but another leak made it clear that she 
could not hold it any longer.  

"Quick! Quick!  I can't stop it! Give me the bucket before I flood the room."  
She was still trying to stem the flow with both hands, making it impossible 
for her to pull down her leggings, so she just sat on the proffered bucket 
and let her pee come pouring out through her leggings.  Her pee was timed at 
1 minute 10 seconds, and for most of that time she was going like a tap 
turned full on.  The volume was estimated at about a litre, but nobody had 
brought a measure.  Even when she had finished, Tracy remained on the bucket, 
holding her stomach and complaining that it still hurt as much even after she 
had let go.  Eventually Alison helped her to a chair and gave her a towel so 
she could take her wet clothes off.

Now all attention turned to Michelle, who was shaking with desperation as she 
walked, but still not holding herself.  As she sat down and drank another 
glass of water, she shuddered and pressed one hand between her tightly 
crossed legs.  Obviously she had been given a far harder contest than she had 
expected, but she waited the extra time without any great drama, before 
thankfully retreating to the loos.  Rachel, one of the judges, accompanied 
her, and timed her pee at 1 minute 56 seconds, but reported that Michelle had 
produced a steady stream instead of the great blast of pee from Tracy.
