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  1. Summary: A female is desperately trying to get one ounce of freedom to pee. But she is constantly interrupted by someone at the door. Will she find a chance to pee in peace. Comments: This story is based off a video from Bound2Burst. The main character is in a scenario similar to the model Carissa Montgomery in Too Many Delays. In this story, Carissa has to go but has to keep answering the door. Eventually she does use the toilet but only after she has a bit of an accident. The story here is based off the video but with some changes. Plot: It was a 9 pm and still the night was going on for a little while longer than usual. It was going to die down eventually. Back at the Masterson-Prestin residence, the apartment was quiet and dark. No one was present. Everything was turned off and no issues abound. Both Piper and Gwenndolinne went out for the night with their respective dates. But it was Piper who returned home first. At 9:05 pm, she came running over to the front door to the apartment and unlocked the door. She quickly came inside as she was frantic and desperate. "Gottapeegottapeegottapee!" She said over and over again as she threw down her purse on the couch and made her way to the bathroom. She didn't bother to remove her shoes, which hurt both her feet. She just returned from a wedding and now had to go like crazy. Piper went into the bathroom and turned on the light. She went to sit down on the toilet only to remember she is wearing a skin tight bodycon dress as part of being one of the bridesmaids. The dress is as shown below: Piper cursed herself for wearing such a dress. Now she has to unzipped the dress and undress before she can just go. "Damn you Pipe. Now I have to reach for the zipper. (Whimper) come on dame zipper .... I can't reach the zipper." Piper was pee dancing while trying not to fall over. After all, she is wearing high heels for first time. It was a requirement for the wedding bridesmaids uniform. Piper tried to reach and extend her arms but couldn't reach. Sadly Gwenndolinne wasn't here to help as she went out with her friends for a night club gathering. Piper tried again, trying to reach the zipper but her hands couldn't reach it. "Damn!" She cried out as she breathed to regain her breath. Piper bent forward to deal with a wave of desperation. "Hmmmmm!" Piper cried out since her bladder was contracting to push out the golden ocean. It was full and she could feel it. In fact, she could feel so badly due to her tight dress pressing inwards against her abdomen underneath her chest. And her exit hole was under pressure to open as it quivered trying to keep itself together. Piper could only keep her hands near where her groin was. Since her dress was tight and not as easily stretchable, she couldn't just cup her nether region with her hands. She couldn't hold herself. She bent her knees forward one after another, scrunching her face, her left eye twitching as she tried to hold it. 'If I don't go I'll pee myself." Pioer thought to herself. She got a handle of her urethra muscle and grabbed the hem of her dress. She proceeded to pull upwards on it to take the dress off and just be in her undergarments. That wasn't an issue for her. But as she lifted it up just an inch, she remembered she forgot to close and lock the door. She cursed herself and went out slowly. She walked towards the front door and closed it. She locked the door and went back. She proceeded to lift up her dress little by little. She had to stop every so often, as wave after wave of desperation occurred. They caused her to stop and bend forward to deal with her urge. "Come on Pipe you can do this your almost done. Just halfway to go." Piper said to herself. Piper kept fighting with her dress as she desperately tried to lift it up. The dress fit her so perfectly it was even a pain to put on. But now she was pulling and tugging as though life itself depended on it coming off. "Get off me damn dress." Piper said. She kept dancing in desperation even more than before as thr urge kept getting even worse than when she arrived. Now she was properly bursting. I mean really bursting. She needed to go without hindrance. But then, she realized the dress was about up to her chest. Perhaps, all she needed to do was remove the dress so much so she could pull down her undergarment to go. Just then, she whimpered "Oh ohoh!" because almost spurted. Her golden liquid just shot out but into the folds protrcting her exit hole. But she wasn't out of the woods yet. Piper got things under control but she held it tightly. She was about to pull down her underwear once she was sure she could just go. But as she went to grab her underwear, she heard a loud knocking at her front door. It was followed by a voice outside. "Excuse me it's police open up!", followed up by more door knocking. Piper was shocked by this and even surprised. What was the issue she wondered. "What the heck are they doing here?" Piper thought. She called out "Just a minute." and proceeded to leave her bathroom with her hands on her crotch. But she remembered she was half dressed and had to put back down the dress. She groaned at this but had to do it. She sucked in air, while forcing in her abdomen and really tightening her exit hole, and had to slowly, little by little, pull down her dress again. She hated this as it put more undo pressure upon her bladder and pressured exit hole. She walked to the front door in a cautious manner, and stiffly might I add. She looked through the door hole and saw men in officer uniforms. She unlocked the door and opened it a little. "May I see identification please!" Piper asked the officers. The lead detective pulled out his identification badge. She recognized the badge as official and could tell it was. Piper's father was still an officer and knew of the changes in badge appearance to know what is official and what's not. And she could tell what precinct the detective was from too. She opened the door, trying to seem calm. She didn't want give away she had to use the toilet. "Hello officers. What can I help you with?" Piper asked. Detective Lance accompanied by officers Politski and Roark looker back at this lovely looking young lady in a stern manner. Detective Lance spoke first. "Ma'am we're here to ask you a few questions. May we come inside?". Piper felt even more nervous as she wasn't sure what was the trouble and how long they were going to stay. After all, she had to pee so badly and her need kept rising. If only she didn't have so much of that delicious punch and coffee. It was working against her. Normally she didn't over drink like her roommate Gwenndolinne. But tonight she couldn't help herself as the food and drink were so delicious. How could she resist? She politely responded "What is this about?". Officer Politski responded "It's better if we spoke to you inside your apartment." He and officer Roark showed there badges too. She could tell their badges were official and let them inside the apartment. She shut the door behind them and led them to the couch and dinner table. Piper walked over to the policemen and stood their with her hands clasped together in front of her abdomen. It was killing her and her exit hole was killing her more. It also felt very moist from her spurt as it was kept shut to prevent a dark spot. The detective began the conversation. "So how are you feeling?". "I'm good. And you?" "Just peachy (sarcasm)". The detective stared at Piper then, asked her "You'll want to sit down for this." Detective Lance said. But Piper didn't want to move if she could avoid it. And plus, she might wet herself if she got up. Plus, she was already standing. "I will stand thank you." She replied. Detective Lance asked her her name. "What's you name Ma'am?". She replied "Piper Prestin sir." He looked at her trying to ascertain her and figure Piper out. He didn't seem to see anything wrong but noticed she was a little antsy underneath her calm demeanor. He felt he might know when questioning her about the matter on his mind. Piper still wondered what this was about without showing it. Detective Lance proceeded to start his questioning. "Down the hall a crime of murder occurred. The resident named Mr. Walter Reed was killed by someone. What do you know of Mr. Reed.". Piper was filled with fear and worry about a murder as well as the fact that a murdered might be on the premises. She responded carefully so as to be honest without giving too much away. "As far as I know, he was a man of gentle spirit and always kind. He never gave me a reason to think he would have made any enemies. I can't imagine who would hurt him." Piper said. The detective wrote on his notepad and looked up to ask another question. "How was Mr. Reed kind and gentle?". Piper had to think for a second. Her mind was flooded with the alarm bells of possibly having an accident. Suddenly, she was overcome with an urge to go as another wave swept by. She put her right leg in front of her other leg in a calm and casual manner. She didn't want to give any vibes she knew anything or was guilty of something, not that she was. "Mr. Reed would help sometimes, such as helping to bring in groceries into the apartment or speak a kind word. For example, I was feeling upset about not getting a raise. He saw me and asked what was wrong. When I explained the issue he told me not to give up and keep trying." Piper paused and kept talking. "I tried his advice and I did get the raise after all. When I told him, he congratulated me on my persistence.". Detective Lance scribbled down in a few words what Piper said. "Fair enough. Sounds like a nice man. " the detective said. The other two officers kept staring at her silently. Detective Lance asked Piper another question. "Did yoy ever see anyone who spoke in a negative or threatening manner about Mr. Reed or to Mr. Reed? Anything at all would be helpful." Piper moved forward and backward a little. She didn't move by way of feet but her torso and legs while her feet didn't move from their positions. Even her pose was the same. She did fidget with her hands as she twice recoupled her hands together. She had to go and badly. Her body was telling her to wrap it. Inside her mind she wanted this to be over. Piper replied to the detective. "I've ... I've never heard of anyone speaking ill towards him. I .. always see people thanking him for helping them and talking with him. I don't know what could've prompted anyone to kill him. I'm sorry officers but I don't know." She spoke in a somewhat shaky manner. Detective Lance kept looking at her. He noticed something was up. "Did he say anything to you? Have you been on the receiving end of threats Miss Prestin?" He asked. Piper kept moving her right foot forward and backward as a sort of nervous tick due to the need to use her toilet. Her body had to go badly. Her exit hole and folds covering them started to sting from being kept in the contracted manner. She had to go but she couldn't just leave and appear suspicious. Piper had to respond to Detective Lance and immediately. "No sir.". Detective Lance just looked at her for the next 30 seconds. Then, he closed his notepad before looking to his right. He thought for a moment before asking his final question. "Did you hear or see anything out of the usual at all. Did you see anyone that looked or appeared not right? And near Mr. Reed?". Piper responded back whole feeling another powerful urge to go and this one caused her to bend forward a little as the pressure against the exit hole was immensely painful. "No sir.". The detective and the other officers looked at her seeing only a face that didn't seem to change facial expression but sounded a little perturbed. But they couldn't tell and perhaps she was just nervous about the possibility of a murder on the premises as being worrisome. "Whats on your mind? You seem out of sorts." Detective Lance said. Piper couldn't take it anymore and replied back. "I don't know anything and I wish I could say more.". She spoke in a more assertive tone and one in which was somewhat agitated manner. "You tell me there's a murder just as I come home from a wedding. What should I think? I can't imagine who wants Mr. Reed dead.". Detective Lance got up and signaled his men time to go. "Alright then. But call me if you need anything.". Piper took the business card and thanked him. She opened the door and let them out. She sighed a breath of relief and hurried back to the bathroom, but carefully. She didn't want to have a wet spot in her undergarment.
  2. I have been trying to write for how Susan Storm could be desperate to go and it gets worse as mutant registration police shows up. She would need a distraction to get to a restroom. But then again, it could be as simple as just waiting on line for the restrooms. Not sure but I want it to be juicy. These days I can't seem to make it work as it would be illogical and too drawn out. Ever since I wrote for Bursting School Day weekend and Bursting Weekend Appointment, I have been trying to write some more things but can't. No one drinks so much but then finds themselves in a position whereby they can't just go. My previous stories like with Gwenndolinne, Daviya, Klareese, Xenobia (minus the ferris wheel), Marris (minus the zipper and ballooning), Ashlynn, Constance (locked out from her bedroom), Lyra and Colleen (airplane flight together), and Evolin have been good stories. Everything else has been second good or just stupid. I don't write stories with holding contests or golden showers. So I figured why not wrote for Susan Storm who is from Fantastic Four. But that has been in development for some time. My best stories have been: 1. Access Denied with Gwenndolinne (very first story) 2. Bursting School Day Bladders and Bursting Weekend Appointment with Ashlynn 3. Desperate Descension with Xenobia 4. Bursting in a Jam and Bursting in another Jam with Klareese 4. Isolated Desperation with Daviya 5. Close Encounters of the Desperate Kind with Princess Talfeena 6. Nude, Bursting, Drenched and Afraid with Constance 7. Availability Denied with Gwenndolinne 8. Off limits with Lyra 9. Airborne Desperation with Lyra and Colleen 10. Nowhere to go and Interrupted by Nature with Marris I wish there were better stories.
  3. It was to specify what kind of scenarios and factors I was looking for in the question about pee desperation, such as whether to have an accident or just making it, what types of clothes, of course heroines could be on hero duty when wetting, or if they wet a little or a lot. But you have a point. Sorry for the tags. But what suggestions do you have in regards to the question?
  4. Good evening. I am trying to write a desperation about a marvel character. This woman has super powers and I want to write about a scenario regarding her but I am not sure about my brainstorming. This character is Susan Storm. Let's say she is online at a dance night club or at a party on a blimp and she can't wait to pee as she is so massively bursting. But the line is moving so slowly for using the bathroom. But the place is commandeered by the mutant registration authority and checking for any mutants to round up. Susan realizes she could be next and has to make a decision. After more than 2 hours more she can't hold it anymore and is about to piss herself right on the spot. Her friends or Reed Richards creates a distraction to allow Susan to hide behind a table or something. She disrobes her dress, then becomes totally nude in the process, makes a run for the bathroom, can't find it in the chaos, tries to find a place for privacy but can't, starts spurting, finally makes it to the managers office, pissing while running there, or starts spurting once inside the office instead of before finding the office, finds a plant, locks the door, deciding to pee on the plant, being so frantic and can't contract her exit hole more than she has done period whatsoever, then choosing to go and pees like a racehorse on it. But I am not sure how. What do you guys think? And which marvel females should be written about.
  5. Having Waifu Holo might be a great idea. I have seen a few omo fiction about her having to go. And of course, liked the one with Usagi having liquid torture. She ingested too much soda. She eventually peed herself in front of everyone, then fought off the daemon. I really want to see a story conclusion about Anna from Shimoneta. Something made up but totally fits the story. I also want to see a story with Jura Basil Eden. I think we could do one about Kris or Green from pokemon. What other characters do you all think is worthwhile?
  6. I was thinking about Hiroko Takashiro from Bible Black. One night she dealt with a case fighting off dark magic users after drinking too much and crashed on the bed. Next morning, she rushed to work but was so massively bursting, she is constantly denied the bathroom for the whole day, and upon having to chase down and fight Reika Kitami, has to decided to fight the urge or piss herself to perform the spell to fight back. She chooses to live but pisses herself so badly and on herself. I also wanted to see the conclusion to Shimoneta season 1 episode 8 whereby Anna has to piss so badly and in the end she runs for the toilet. I wanted to see how that may go but it wasnt shown. May be a story about that might help. And Jura Basil Eden from Vandread. She drank too much, fell asleep and awoke later to fight in her dread starfighter against the evil Earth forces. She can't focus and pisses herself after her dread takes a hit. The impact causes her to go. What do you think of my answers?
  7. Which anime characters do you want to write about in a scenario for desperation or bursting beyond belief, and constantly facing obstacles towards being able to pee? How would you want the stories to go?
  8. Today was another day in the world of mother nature away from civilization. The mountainous mix of desert in western America was barren as usual, except for the spotty areas of cacti, tumble weeds, and a few trees. It was yet another hot and humid day in the dead of summer. The sun was bright and the sky a pure blue without a single cloud to be seen. In the sky, many feet above the ground, was a red, hot air-balloon. On board was Marris Porter doing her usual nature travels. If she wasn't camping, hiking, climbing or boating, she was ballooning. Today she was ballooning in south-western America viewing all of mother nature in all her desert glory. She noted all she saw from the creatures to the mountains, to the vegetation and the weather. To her, this was the wonderland. It was peaceful and quiet. No drama nor the business of the developed world. It was midday and already Marris had her lunch. She was finishing up her 5th bottle of water to stay hydrated in this desert heat. But now she was in need of the toilet facilities. Of course, there was no such thing out here and now she was becoming desperate. She could feel her bladder full and taught. It was time for a landing down below. But the ground below was too hilly and rocky to land. It wasn't parallel to the sky nor flat. So, she had to keep flying the balloon. It was imperative she landed on proper ground. Safety first. As time passed, Marris was becoming more and more desperate. Her urge grew more intense and after about 2 hours of searching for flat ground, she was severely desperate. Marris didn't want a repeat of the last three times she was desperate. Two of those times, she wet her shorts while the other time she went swimming in the nearby lake, she peed nearby the camp site after a bear ravaged the area. Now she wanted to find a place to go without issue and without being on the verge of an accident. Marris found a mesa to fly onto and land the balloon. It was only 3 pm and still daylight. By now, she was pee dancing and fighting a wave of desperation. During her descent, she manned the balloon as carefully as possible while trying not to have accident. She bent forward at times while keeping one hand on her groin and one on controlling the balloon. Just the sight of the mesa she wanted to land upon added to her desperation. It was right beneath her and still it took her about half an hour to get down on it. Her brain flooded her mind with signals to release at once. Boy did she ever want relief and wish she could just land on the mesa or teleport there. But that's not how it works. 'Hurry up stupid balloon.' Marris thought to herself. After about half an hour, she touched down on the mesa surface and exited the balloon car. Then, she proceeded to walk some distance away from the balloon. Although there wasn't a single tree or boulder to get behind, there wasn't a single person to be found. She had perfect privacy save for a plane or spy satellite. But what was she a threat to? She pushed down on her hiking shorts and thong, squatted down and kept her clothes out of the way. She relaxed her muscles and allowed her bladder to deflate. 'Oooooooooooooh!" Marris groaned as she allowed a torrent to strike the surface of the mesa a few feet away from her. It was a powerful stream that created a puddle and branched out in several directions. A few rivulets dribbled down the middle and sides and dropped off her buttocks as droplets. For the next 30 seconds, she peed in peace before the stream tapered off to a trickle, then stopped. She pushed out the last little bit before cleaning herself off. Marris doused herself down there with another water bottle and wiped herself with a cloth. She put her clothes back on and continued ballooning.
  9. I didn't know how to keep prolonging the story to get to that point. And to me I felt that would have been too gross for my liking. I do want the reader to enjoy but I also want to feel okay with whatever the ending I choose. It states the kind of person I am (when it comes to these fiction stories).
  10. Good afternoon to all. How is your weekend going? Currently, not making new ideas for omo fiction. So far I haven't figured out any new ideas and ones I have, well I haven't yet crafted a storyline for them yet. What new ideas you think would work for desperation fiction, whereby a female becomes or is already desperate or bursting big time, or severely ready to blow, facing obstacles every time she wants to pee into a toilet in private, but either makes it, makes with some spurting, spurting and has an accident, has an accident, or has a huge accident that drenched her beautiful legs? Also, what is your feedback for the fiction I have posted so far? What do you think of my works and is there room for improvement? Which works do you think we're my best, and want to see more of that kind more often? Which characters do you want to see more often? And which kinds of storyline do you want to see for those characters?
  11. It was the last 15 minutes of the game and at last, the Pumas finally tied with the Jaguars. It was 9-9 score and still no clear winner after an hour. These games can go on for another hour or two. Just to get the winner. It was time to end the tie and finally declare a winner. The Jaguars cheered fiercely and gave all the support they could muster. So did the parents and school staff from Chester Arthur High School. However, the Pumas cheerleading team still had the issue with Hortense despite everyone else doing their best. Hortense was in serious danger of wetting herself and it only got worse. Each step took caused even more swishing and her dam was quivering. It might have even buckled a little. Hortense thought she felt some sort of wetness escape her for a brief second. But she was being watched now and couldn't just leave where she was. Furthermore, she frequently stopped to press her thighs together to fight this one incessantly throbbing urge to go. It was unbearable for her and all that water she drank. She was so hydrated and of course her stubborn immature nature has gotten to her. Each second that went by was torture for her. She wished she could just take a pee break. She needed one so badly. 'Gawd I wished I just let it all loose behind the bleachers. I should've just risked being seen for relief. That way I could cheer better.'. Poor Hortense, but she knew it was her fault. If only, she didn't drink so much water and wait so long, nor take a nap before using the toilet this wouldn't have been an issue. And it wasn't as though Camilla was around anymore. What was she to do? She could feel every swish and her exit hole shaking. She had to stop more often now to make sure she didn't leak. But that ship sailed as during the second half of the last 15 minutes, Hortense spurted twice. She stopped temporarily only to receive an elbow to her right side to get back to cheering. This wasn't going to be good for the team if she didn't do more to cheer for their school. But all she needed was a pee break. What's a cheerleader to do? Just then, someone shouted "Heads up". Hortense looked up and quickly moved out of the way. She flinched her head and torso backwards to avoid the soccer ball. Luckily it didn't hit her and avoiding an accident. It would have been a nightmare for Hortense. However, another Pumas cheerleader was struck in the face. She fell down, brining down a good portion of the cheerleading squad for the Pumas. Hortense felt a momentary yank on her arm, causing her to spurt on her left leg. The spurt dribbled down to where her ankle met her shoe. Again, she avoided a major accident. But now she was severely bursting. And all this couldn't be of help, nor seeing that the cheerleader knocked down. This cheerleader wasn't just nose bleeding, but also couldn't get up. This person, Teya Trey, still on her butt was having an accident. When Kassiana went to check on her, she noticed Teya wetting herself. A huge wet spot appeared on her white undergarment, becoming larger and darker. In addition, a small stream emerged from the fabric which created a puddle immediately underneath Teya. She was sobbing from the pain and her accident. Kassiana consoled her and asked Diedra Dormer to get Nurse Talia. Hortense was livid and the sight of this made her spurt followed by a second of pissing. Her thighs and legs were drenched with a couple of rivulets. Hortense closed up the exit hole but she was even more desperate in her mind. The coach accompanied by the nurse came over to help Teya out of the arena. " Don't worry Teya, I'm taking you to my office bathroom." Hortense couldn't believe what she heard. Just as Hortense was about to ask, she was brought back in line. Kassiana continued to cheer. Hortense was in trouble. She had to pee badly. By the time the last 15 minutes was over, Hortense left formation and ran off to the portable bathroom. She didn't want to waste time and get her due pee break. But as she went over to the portable stall, she saw the sign which made her heart sank. There was a sign stating "Out of Order". And the school didn't allow for students to use the toilet during the game. From there, she ran while keeping her hands wedged between her legs over to behind the bleachers. But again, she was denied as Kassiana caught up with her. "Hortense what are you doing? Get back here." But Hortense didn't care and just made her way behind the bleachers. However, again that ship sailed. She just saw Principal Shida, V.P. Reynolds, and class president Gretchen dealing with a student taking a piss break behind the bleachers. "But the portable stall was out of order so where can I go. And the school building is locked." the student said. Principal Shida replied "That is why you ask before going inside! Come see me after this game!". Kassiana also seeing the same thing and caught up with Hortense. "Hey its' time to get back to the game.". But Hortense replied in a strained manner "I have to pee. I've pissed myself a little a couple of times. I can't hold it anymore. I need to pee now!". Kassiana didn't care and brought her back to the field along with Principal Shida. Shida saw Hortense and inquired if everything was alright. When Kassiana explained she was trying to prevent Hortense from having an accident, Principal Shida gave the same response as with the previous student and told Hortense to either return to the game or ask for entry. But the coach came back stating the game was about to start again to break the tie. Hortense protested and didn't want to wait. She chose to squat and take her break. She lifted her skirt and revealed she went commando! Commando and in front of everyone. Then, as Kassiana was about to order her to stop, out came a torrent of her gold liquid. Everyone gasped. Even Gretchen, although some part of her understood as she still had that rebellious side of her at times. But as much as she understood, yet she had to set a better example. She had to side with the Principal Shida. Kassiana, Pumas coach, the school principal and vice principal all turned beet red, while Gretchen was shocked. She felt she was looking at herself. Hortense also blushed but from her point of view this isn't what she wanted. She just wanted to pee. The coach didn't know what to do. Kassiana stormed off and went to get a substitute cheerleader. The school principal and vice principal kept there arms folded on their chest, and Gretchen went back to the game. Once she was finished, she was met by the principal and vice principal. They brought Hortense back to the office for disciplinary action. In the end, the Pumas won the tournament and the Jaguars went home disappointed but accepted the loss. As for the cheerleading squad, Kassiana was happy the cheering for the final 15 minutes worked without Hortense. Jiji and Dynah were happy they didn't have to worry about a piss desperate cheerleader. They had the substitute Gia Ingersol. As for Hortense, she faced detention for a week, and lost her right to attend graduation. She did graduate though. Luckily, no one else saw her pee. Well except for the wife from earlier too, who happened to be Mrs. Howard! (P.S. I wanted the story to end where by Hortense was lifted at the top of the cheerleading pyramid next to Kassiana Kord, standing awkardly, and unable to stand properly, and eventually piss all over those beneath her. But that was too disgusting so I just changed the ending. And this was too prolonged anyway. Sorry!) Hope you all liked this story. I am also considering a story for Susan Storm from the Fantastic 4.
  12. I love all my pokemon games and want to play the all. But time isn't on my side. Currently, I have played Yellow, Crystal, and Sapphire. My final pokemon teams are as follows: 1. Yellow: pikachu, snorlax, primeape, seadra, clefable, and butterfree 2. Crystal: meganium, fearow, electabuzz, poliwhirl, arcanine, and hypno 3. Sapphire: blaziken, tropius, ludicolo, seviper, kecleon, and manectric (this team didn't help me win the whole Hoenn league, I couldn't defeat Steven) Now I am playing pokemon firered, followed by leafgreen. I have been trying to play each game to defeating the pokemon league at least. But I am not sure about moving forward as I didn't win the Hoenn league. But I don't want to stay fixated on pokemon sapphire, but it bothers me I didn't win. I suppose I could've trained my hoenn team better but patience isn't my strong suit. They were already level 47-49. But it wasn't enough. They are tough just like the Indigo league in pokemon crystal. At least I could win in pokemon yellow. The whole issue behind this post is that I have all the kanto starters to choose from in Yellow as opposed to trading with FRLG, but I don't get to enjoy the fun of trading. Furthermore, I don't like to be forced to take a starter like in yellow verison. Here you have to take a pikachu. But when there are choices, I do like bulbasaur or squirtle and having many choices like in pokemon crystal clear hack rom, can be overwhelming. It is especially overwhelming when there are so many good choices and I feel better when the game chooses for me. But it is fun to start with a nidoran I guess. For crystal, I have all the pokemon except for ampharos which sucks, but I can choose to catch a chinchou. That is water/electric type which can learn electric attacks, surf and waterfall. You can be male or female but I prefer the guys. Also, gold is simpler than crystal and there is a more meat and potatoes simple already decided direction. And it has all the pokemon you do need for the most part, except for having skarmory. Gold can have all the legendary dogs, lugia and ho-oh. It doesn't take much to get them but in crystal, you have to catch suicune, then entei and raikou, then get ho-oh and lugia. And celebi you have to do something extra to get the gs ball which I never will be able to. So what's the point of having crystal or gold, I can't get celebi. And who cares? But crystal is what I am most familiar with. But gold doesn't have the silly sprite animation which has to come first before you can do anything. Ugh! Annoying. Gold doesn't have that nonsense. Last but not least. I only have two gameboy advance sp ags 101 consoles. So how does it help to trade amongst gen. 1 and gen. 2? I can't. I wish there was a gen. 3 remake for gen. 2 games like they with Red and Blue/Green versions. In addition, I don't have to spend money to get other games to get majority of the pokemon necessary to win the pokemon league, such as in yellow, crystal, and sapphire. It saves money and gas just to get more pokemon. I am just venting my dilemma: keep only yellow or get rid of gen. 3 kanto games (FRLG), keep crystal or gold, and if I should buy pokemon ruby to trade starters. I like the games I have, but which to get rid of based on game exclusives, to trade or not to trade, and time/money. I love all my pokemon games and want to play the all. But time isn't on my side. Currently, I have played Yellow, Crystal, and Sapphire. My final pokemon teams are as follows: 1. Yellow: pikachu, snorlax, primeape, seadra, clefable, and butterfree 2. Crystal: meganium, fearow, electabuzz, poliwhirl, arcanine, and hypno 3. Sapphire: blaziken, tropius, ludicolo, seviper, kecleon, and manectric (this team didn't help me win the whole Hoenn league, I couldn't defeat Steven) Now I am playing pokemon firered, followed by leafgreen. I have been trying to play each game to defeating the pokemon league at least. But I am not sure about moving forward as I didn't win the Hoenn league. But I don't want to stay fixated on pokemon sapphire, but it bothers me I didn't win. I suppose I could've trained my hoenn team better but patience isn't my strong suit. They were already level 47-49. But it wasn't enough. They are tough just like the Indigo league in pokemon crystal. At least I could win in pokemon yellow. The whole issue behind this post is that I have all the kanto starters to choose from in Yellow as opposed to trading with FRLG, but I don't get to enjoy the fun of trading. Furthermore, I don't like to be forced to take a starter like in yellow verison. Here you have to take a pikachu. But when there are choices, I do like bulbasaur or squirtle and having many choices like in pokemon crystal clear hack rom, can be overwhelming. It is especially overwhelming when there are so many good choices and I feel better when the game chooses for me. But it is fun to start with a nidoran I guess. For crystal, I have all the pokemon except for ampharos which sucks, but I can choose to catch a chinchou. That is water/electric type which can learn electric attacks, surf and waterfall. You can be male or female but I prefer the guys. Also, gold is simpler than crystal and there is a more meat and potatoes simple already decided direction. And it has all the pokemon you do need for the most part, except for having skarmory. Gold can have all the legendary dogs, lugia and ho-oh. It doesn't take much to get them but in crystal, you have to catch suicune, then entei and raikou, then get ho-oh and lugia. And celebi you have to do something extra to get the gs ball which I never will be able to. So what's the point of having crystal or gold, I can't get celebi. And who cares? But crystal is what I am most familiar with. But gold doesn't have the silly sprite animation which has to come first before you can do anything. Ugh! Annoying. Gold doesn't have that nonsense. Last but not least. I only have two gameboy advance sp ags 101 consoles. So how does it help to trade amongst gen. 1 and gen. 2? I can't. I wish there was a gen. 3 remake for gen. 2 games like they with Red and Blue/Green versions. In addition, I don't have to spend money to get other games to get majority of the pokemon necessary to win the pokemon league, such as in yellow, crystal, and sapphire. It saves money and gas just to get more pokemon. I am just venting my dilemma: keep only yellow or get rid of gen. 3 kanto games (FRLG), keep crystal or gold, and if I should buy pokemon ruby to trade starters. I like the games I have, but which to get rid of based on game exclusives, to trade or not to trade, and time/money. And what are your thoughts about downloading hack roms (modded roms) like pokemon crystal dust, liquid crystal, and crystal clear, ultraviolet, coral and others? sorry for the redundancy.
  13. The general layout and shape of the outfit. The color scheme isn't important. The general look of the uniforms for cheerleaders in this story is shown below. I admit that I did better with characters like Ambirly and Ashlynn. Them more so than with Hortense. Still no ideas or how to work it for characters like Jasmine Jax, Francesca, or Camilla from the Tri-Royalty Brigade. Hopefully, you like this story with Hortense, and the previous story with Ginger and June. I wanted to make that more juicy but it got as good as it could be made.
  14. Hortense wasted no time getting to behind the bleachers. She could feel the swishing and her exit hole ready to buckle. She had to go and now. Kassiana might have been right around the corner but Hortense could only think of peeing. But when she got there, Hortense was surprised by the sight. Even behind the bleachers wasn't safe. There were a few people behind the bleachers and on the phone. Not only that, but one person took a piss too. Hortense had no privacy. But she was brought back to the situation at hand. She could feel herself ready to piss herself. She almost spurted as her exit hole quivered, allowing a small dribble down the middle. Hortense kept her hands wedged between her legs. She fell down to a squat as she winced in pain. This wave of desperation was so bad she just couldn't take it and had to let it go. She was just about to when Kassiana came around and called out her name. Hortense flinched and spurted a little in the process. "Captain-" "Don't captain me Hortense get up get up right now-" But Hortense just squatted back down. She was almost picked up and held standing up straight. She couldn't have pissed herself. "No don't lift me or I'll piss myself. I'm bursting.". Amazing. Hortense just denied a direct command to her superior by telling that she has to pee. And if she doesn't she will have an accident in front of said superior. Unheard of. Kadsiana couldn't believe what she just heard. "What the ****? Really? What are you 5 years old. Get up! Now!". Kassiana had been made a fool of long enough and demanded Hortense end this nonsense. Hortense couldn't just stay there forever and and had to get back there. But she was in danger of peeing. Suddenly the coach for the Pumas showed up beet red. "Girls get the hell out there and cheer for my boys. For our boys!". Kassiana turned back to Hortense, picked her up abruptly, and herded her back to the field. Hortense cried out "No stop you'll make me pee myself.". She was spurting a few times and about have an accident. All this jostling was making her exit hole, already quivering, be more jostled and about buckle soon. No one noticed the spurting but she had to pee soon. Once back on the field, Hortense was out back in formation and back to cheering. The game started again and this time she was right next to the captain. Now she couldn't sneak off or hold herself. Poor Hortense. What is a cheerleader to do to have one pee break. Now the squad had jump, lift their leg like earlier, and turn side to side while shaking pompoms. The cheering was "Rara Pumas go they're the best GoooooOOO Pumas!". Hortense was down to a squat again as she was fighting another urge but she was forced to do the poses while her poor exit hole was about buckle now. All 7 full bottles of water were about to come rushing out. Hortense was bursting and badly. There was nothing she could do now. Plus, the elderly woman clogged the toilet in the portable toilet stall. Now Hortense was in serious trouble for this last 15 minutes of the game. She should have peed regardless behind the bleachers but she would have been caught. Hortense didn't want to be expelled or lose her right to graduate. She wasn't Gretchen before becoming class president. She used to not care about peeing on school property. But she wished she had done so now.
  15. For Hortense, lifting her leg was going to be trouble. As it was, her wave of desperation throbbed as her urethra churned. She had to keep cheering and openly. She couldn't hold herself nor freely stop to deal with an urge that's growing. For the next 12 minutes, she couldn't move as fluidly as she wanted, and at times she stopped to fight it. That meant while the other cheerleaders were doing the rockets, she stood stiff and pressed her thighs against each other. At one point, she winced so badly and stood as such for the longest 30 seconds of her life. Her urge to go became so bad she couldn't focus at all. Jiji tapped her several times to focus back. But Hortense couldn't return so easily. Jiji knew Hortense had to pee now and realized she was in serious trouble. So did the girl next to her Dynah Drayton. Hortense had this seriously worried look but tried to return to cheering. But she couldn't raise her legs high enough and her body was sweating with exhaustion from expending energy to fight the urge. "Go P-pumas gogo you can do it no one can beat us" she said softly and totally out of sync. Currently, the Jaguars team was winning by two points, and another one and another. So many in the crowd began cheering and/or jeering for the Jaguars. Vice Principal Shida and Gretchen were becoming disappointed. Even for Gretchen, who was just getting used to behaving like a professional, yelled like a die-hard fan. Octavia did her usual nerdy analysis of the situation. But as for Hortense, she just couldn't keep up anymore. Each and every step or lifting of her leg brought her golden liquid closer to accidentally escaping. Raising her leg, even a little, made her feel uneasy as it pressed against her bladder and stretched her lower region between her legs. And it didn't help when her feet struck the ground. Her mind was preoccupied with the possible flood that could happen and didn't care about the soccer game. If she just got her chance to pee may be she would care more. Up in the stand, the husband and wife were looking worried and upset. The wife couldn't believe the poor girl couldn't just go for a pee. The husband was focused on the Pumas team doing terribly. "Come on! Gosh darn it. I did far better than you all did. They just don't make them like they used to." he said. He was a former Pumas player for the school way back when. Hortense was in deep trouble and couldn't keep up. Again, she stopped and this time, Jiji and Dynah stopped cheering too. "What the hell? Just hold it until next break. It's about 2 minutes away." Jiji said. "Come one you're making us look bad." Dynah said. Hortense replied in a strained manner "I can't hold it. I have to pee!". But the crowd went wild as the Pumas scored a goal. It was 7 - 9 and still the Jaguars were in the lead. But Kassiana shouted to her squad members (Hortense, Jiji, and Dynah) to get back in the game. "Wake up you three and keep cheering. Our team needs our cheering." Hortense remained impeded and moved stiffly. Dynah and Jiji continued to cheer in the same manner. Then, when break occurred again, the squad broke formation for a break. Kassiana wasn't having any of this. But the cheerleading squad of the Jaguars called out to Kassiana. "Yo Kas, having potty problems? Guess ya'll have small bladders! (Laughter)". Kassiana told her to stuff where the sun doesn't shine. Then, she turned to Hortense who already walked away. She was already outside the gate and towards the bathroom. She had to pee and now. Kassiana went after only to be stopped by the Pumas coach. "What the hell is with your cheerleaders? That's rhetorical! Get it together or else. Your low moral is costing us!". Poor Kassiana didn't enjoy this accusation. She promised a stellar cheering and still got this. Hortense was just about to go inside when an elderly woman outside stopped her. "Excuse me. I'm next so back off." The elderly woman pushed her over, causing her to spurt a small jet onto her lower left leg. Hortense regained her footing but was denied her chance again. The door opened and the elderly woman went inside. Out came Jasmine Jax, another spectator watching her brother Victor Jax from the bleachers. Victor Jax was the star Pumas defensive player. Hortense wedged her hands between her legs and kept her thighs pressed together. Her knees bent and her torso hunched forward. She bobbed up and down, winced and gritting her teeth. She waited impatiently, looking behind her and in front of her. She couldn't just not show up but she had to pee. If she didn't, forget it. And she couldn't just pee out here. For the next 2 minutes (only 4.5 minutes left of the entire 3rd break), she waited clutching herself via her skirt. Her mind was racing, her heart pounding, her body bobbing up and down. 'How long is this old bag going to be? I could've been peeing right now. And Kassiana is going to kill me if I don't show up.' A part of her just wanted to let it all go. A part of her wanted to just have relief in the toilet. Time was running out and she knew. She knocked on the door but the woman cursed at Hortense. She had to pee and fast. She looked down at the ground, then at the stall, and behind her. The teams were assembling again. She had a minute or a little more left. She had to take action. She chose to go behind the portable stall but. She didn't want to be seen by the passing traffic. She cursed and thought again. Just then, she heard yelling and saw a mother hitting her little boy for peeing behind the bleachers. They walked away and returned to the bleachers. She figured that same practice might be her only ticket. But she had to get behind them. She gingerly walked behind the bleachers only to be caught by Kassiana. She walked over to the fence, calling Hortense with authority and anger. Hortense didn't want to wait any longer and walked a little faster to the backside of the bleachers. "Hey hey come back here. Hortense!" Kassiana called out.
  16. The Pumas and Jaguars went toe to toe scoring one after the other. The crowd buzzed with excitement as parents rooted for their child to win for their school. Even the school principals were arguing with each other who was the school team. Gretchen being class president behaved more docile than usual. She was maturing real fast thanks to the job and Octavia. The Pumas led by their star Damon were locked in a battle for the soccer ball with the Jaguars star player Gavin. Both cheerleading squads were intense cheering. Neither side wanted their star player to lose at all. But Hortense was still falling behind. It was 5:32 pm and still the second quarter of the game. At first, she got it together but that faded soon after. Again, she found herself in danger of wetting herself. She did the jumping and lifting one leg up. But that eventually made things worse. Not to mention, she kept her skirt down over her lower region. At times, she had to hold herself and ... for another reason. But now, she moved stiffly and the only thing on her mind was the chance for a toilet break. She longed for the break as her previous one was held up by a long line. She figured it wasn't too long now before the next break and she had half a mind to dash over to the restrooms. She looked back occasionally to see the bathrooms available. No queue period. Now was her chance. But how was she to sneak off. The rest of her squad was so focused on Damon and his closest team members, looking to their left. Hortense was on their right. She was about to sneak off when her urge to go worsened again. This time, her urethra throbbed and quivered as the pressure from holding was stronger and more intense. Hortense was running out of time. She had been holding in what was a sea of golden liquid due to her gluttonous nature. She always drank too much during lunch break and especially during this very hot day. The air conditioning didn't work and the classrooms were humid. At least the windows were open but she kept drinking water the whole day. It finally made her way to her bladder, accumulating and eventually making its way to the exit hole. She always waited too long just like the last two times she ran into the cafeteria boys bathroom. This time, she was unable to even use the bathroom. A few of the Pumas squad knew this but their captain didnt know her very well. Kassiana Kord just became cheerleading captin for the school cheerleading squad. Hortense woiod try to hide her desperation from her as well as the fact that she didnt drink this much water in the afternoons. Today was abnormally hot and she drank way more than usual, and waiting too long. Plus, she was sluggishly lazy and didn't feel like making a trip. Furthermore, she slept after last class outside in her car. She woke up 10 minutes before the game started. She ran inside only to be met by her captain. Kassiana was annoyed seeing Hortense almost late, ordered her to get dressed, ushered her outside. Hortense was desperate then and even more now. She had to pee and unlike A.A., her willpower was more pitiful. But she could last a little bit. At least A.A. (who had a fee diuretic pills in her system lasted a whole day despite spurting several times. Hortense was holding herself while trying to do the poses and failing to keep up. She spoke strained and softly too. At last, the second 5-minute break signal was given. Hortense quickly turned away. Her captain called out for a team meeting but Hortense didn't care as she was already several feet away. She could see her ticket for relief right in front of her past the fence separating the players and the spectators on the bleachers. She walked awkwardly and in small strides. She bobbed up and down at one point, keeping her hands wedged between her legs. She was 2 yards away when suddenly, a hand spun Hortense around. Kassiana was turning beet red and Hortense was stopped in her tracks. She lost her balance a little bit. In the process, a few drops emerged from her and onto the inside of her thighs pressed together. "Excuse me we have a quick meeting. Get your butt back there now!". But Hortense had to pee or else. She just had to go. "But-" "NOW! Get back there!". But Hortense didn't want. "I need a pee now!". Kassiana didn't want to listen to little school whining. "Get back ... hey get back here. Don't walk away from me.". Hortense was going to hear it now. "You do as your told and get back that team spirit. Our team's ends precede your own. This is for our school. So buck up and hold your water." Hortense was taken aback and turned towards the bathroom stall only to find the door shut closed. Hortense ran over to the door and tried to open it only to find it locked. "She banged on the door and asked to be let in. But the person inside didn't respond. Kassiana herded Hortense back to the field with Hortense protesting and spurting a few times as she was forced back to the field. Inside the stall was the 12th grade germphobe girl (Please see Bursting School Day Bladders!). She proceeded to wipe down the toilet seat thoroughly and repeatedly followed by the flush handle, the sink, and soap dispenser. And do it very slowly. She always took her sweat time. She was hated for this but strangely never picked on. The game was back on and Hortense was in worse shape now that missed another opportunity to pee. She was severely desperate for relief. And she needed it badly. The Pumas cheered for Damon, the team, and the school. "Damon Damon he's our man gooOOOO Pumas go Nolan High!". Hortense had to start doing the rocket posed to lift up the leg and lock hands with two cheerleaders on either side of her. She couldn't hold herself and smif she had another bad wave of desperation (worse than she was having now), forget it. And let's not forget the pyramid.
  17. After 15 minutes, the game came to its first 5-minute break. The players stopped for their break and rehydration. The Pumas captain Frederick Morton called his team for a meeting to regroup and restrategize. Same with the other team. The cheerleaders on both sides kept cheering with the exception of of some who went for a quick sip for rehydration. But as for the Pumas cheerleading team, they had a different problem. That was in the form of Hortense Howard. She stood there bobbing up and down. Just as the Pumas squad came to a stop, she tried to make a b-line for the portable bathrooms to pee. But when she got there, a queue already formed. The men and boys moved a little quickly but the females took awhile as usual. Hortense stood there holding herself like a school girl. She bobbed and down having a small soliloquy. "Damn it. I just got here and already a line forms. Gawd I have to pee." Suddenly, she flinched and almost spurted onto herself. She was aggressively approached by her squad captain Kassiana Kord. "What the hell was that? Your performance and appearance was appalling!". Hortense stood there while bobbing up and down, as she was bombarded with scolding by her team captain. "Do you have any idea how embarrassed I feel when I have to explain to someone who asks why one of my cheerleaders is behaving like a weirdo? It's embarrassing!" Kassiana snapped. Hortense asked in a shaky manner "S-someone said s-something?". "Of course! Damn it what do you think I'm saying. Don't you hear me?" Kassiana replied. Hortense couldn't believe it that someone other than her team members saw her hold herself like a school girl. "Hey. Look at your captain when he/she speaks to you. It's rude! No hey forget the damn line and focus on your responsibilities for our school. I didn't take you on so you could screw this up for us. Wake up! And the game is about to start again. Get back there NOW!" Hortense looked back at the line, then at her captain. She tried to ask again for the bathroom. "B-but I have to-". Captain Kord cut her off as she ordered her to return to the field. Hortense saw the line lessen a little but it wasn't enough. There was little time to wait and Kassiana herded her back to the soccer field. She tried to hold it back as she was brought back and in position. Just as she got back, it was game time. The Pumas led by their star offensive player Damon Hastings. But 5 seconds later, he was cut short by the Jaguars star offensive player Gavin Fines. Gavin tool the ball and the lead towards the Pumas side goal post. The Jaguars cheerleading squad was ecstatic, increasing their intensity for cheering. The Pumas upped the antenna with their cheering too. They chanted "Pumas Pumas let's go Pumas Gooooooo Pumas!". But as usual Hortense was awkwardly moving and missing steps. She stood behind the rest of her squad as she suddenly had another wave of desperation come by her. She stood with her torso bent forward and her legs forward too. She tried to hold it which meant she had to stop. Again, she was tapped by Jiji who made a serious facial expression before returning her gaze to the game. Hortense understood what was at stake but she didn't want to wet herself either. Hortense looked at the game going on and also caught a few Jaguars cheerleading substitutes snickering as they pointed fingers at her. They could tell Hortense had to pee and one of them laughed at her expense. This gave Hortense the impedus to get it together despite her exit dam churning due to the pressure set against it. She desperately had to go sososo badly. And as usual, she always made it a habit of waiting too long. The husband and wife from before tried to enjoy the game but they couldn't help but focus on Hortense. "That girl has embarrassed us enough. I should get down there." The wife stopped him as he wasn't allowed to upstage the cheerleaders or the soccer players. "We just have to remain here Wilson.". Wilson replied "I won't let that ditsy girl ruin this for us!". He felt the school's reputation was on the line and one stupid girl shouldn't ruin that.
  18. Just then, the signal to begin playing the game was given. Both teams' offensive players began vying for the soccer ball immediately. The cheerleading squads cheered loudly for their respective teams. The Pumas star player Damon Hastings had the ball in his position as he made a quick b-line for the Jaguars goal post. The Pumas cheerleading squad along with everyone from Nolan James High School became ecstatic. Even Octavia was glued to the spectacle of the Damon's momentum. Kassiana cheered loudly a d passionately above the rest of her team as per her obligation as captain. But still, Hortense behaved oddly. She stood there thighs and knees pressed together. She clutched the part of her skirt that covered her crotch area, bent forward and focused on something else. She had this worried and strained look on her face. She wanted to be here but a more pressing matter took hold of her at the moment. What was it? Someone from the stands noticed this and comment to her husband. "What's Hortense doing? Is she alright?". The husband replied "I don't know but she better get it together!". Luckily, majority of the crowd was so focused on Damon they didn't notice Hortense holding herself like a little school girl. After 20 seconds, she stood a little more upright and rejoined her squad for cheering, albeit falling behind a little and missing a step or two. She had to do certain poses like waving her pompoms, spinning on one foot, making each letter of the team name with her body, lifting one leg and times bending the lifted leg towards the other leg (followed by holding that pose while keeping one pompom on her hip and the other raised in the air). The poses she was nervous about were to do a sort of split after a jump. She had to jump off the ground, widen the legs, and come back down standing with her legs apart. She would eventually have to lock hands and do a karaoke for fifteen minutes (as seen by lady performers at Radio Music City theature shows). And that the worst was the pyramid. Hortense dreaded these poses right now and wished she could leave. She could feel swishing and what felt like the dam might break. As usual, she had to pee so badly and this time she couldn't run into the boy's bathroom. (Please Bursting School Day Bladders). For the first 15 minutes of the game, the crowd went crazy as the Pumas made the first 3 goal scores for Nolan James High. As if this moment, she just wanted the bathroom. But she couldn't leave for it and asking in the middle of a game was embarrassing. That meant missing out on cheering for the school team. Plus, bathrooms were usually kept off limits and only portable outside bathroom stalls were in use. But Hortense was a cheerleader and as such, cheerleaders had to remain on the field until the game was over. That meant no bathroom breaks. Luckily it wasn't cold like that day in April (when so many seniors were in danger of wetting themselves.). Hortense was having difficulty keeping up with the routine and saying the words. "RaRa go Pumas ... Pumas ... they can win ... and .... no one can." While the team was in sync, she was about 2 steps behind the rest of the squad. At times she stopped to hold herself when she felt a wave of desperation become significant. She tried to do it when her squad wasn't looking but one time she wasn't lucky. This time, she had to stop because her wave of desperation became very bad and she had to stop to hold herself. She pee danced a little and winced. She even had her hands wedged in her crotched under her skirt. Oh boy! Deep down inside her captain was fuming. She kept cheering but she wanted scream at Hortense. One of the cheerleaders tapped Hortense on her shoulder to remind her of the situation around her. It was Jiji Jameson. Not only that, but she also go Hortense to see that some of the girls from the Jaguars cheerleading squad took notice too. The husband and wife from before and a few others took notice too. Especially these two. "Is she okay? What is she doing over .... oh no don't tell me she. Oh girl!". "The husband replied "That girl is killing us!".
  19. It was another hot and sunny day in the month of June. The sky was ablaze with a sea of red, orange, and scarlet. At the source was the singularity from which the light emanated from. It was the setting sun appearing fiery as it set. The wind was ever so slight and almost non-existent that the grass hardly ever moved. It was noisy in town and on the side streets below as people left for home from their day jobs or school. Others drove to work or school which took place during the later and evening hours of the day. But in one particular location, the scene was teeming with an energy that was energizing. "RaRa let's go Pumas Gooooooo Pumas!" said some girls in a loud song like manner. People kept coming in for what was a huge spectacle, and settling upon a huge structure of which only became higher with each step. The crowd of people spoke as they socialized with each other awaiting something to begin. Another chanting occurred for a other team saying "Jaguars Jaguars they're the best!". It was the final inter high school soccer tournament between Nolan James High School boys soccer team, and Chester Arthur High School boys soccer team. And before the finals/regents. This year was the year these two schools would finally break the tie. It would help to determine which school had the best soccer team in the district. And it was the final game of the senior year for these two soccer teams. The game was about to start soon and both teams were taking their positions. Last minute preparations were being made before the start of the game. Nolan James's team was the Pumas. Chester Arthur's team was the Jaguars. The Pumas wore red with black sleeves and strips on the sides of the shorts, and the team logo on black. The Jaguars wore green with blue sleeves and strips on the sides of their shorts, and their team logo in blue. The teams were accompanied by their respective cheerleaders. Nolan James cheerleaders wore white sleeveless shirt and skirt with yellow around the holes for the arms and the hem of the skirt, and the team logo in yellow. The Chester Arthur Jaguars wore blue sleeveless shirt and skirt with green around the arms and hem of their skirt, and color for their team logo. Both cheerleaders did their respective dances to cheer fo their school team. Both soccer teams were all boys teams while the cheerleaders were all girls. And of course everyone was a senior 18 years and older. It was only a matter of a few minutes before the game started and the excitement was building. All the parents and school staff, including class president for the seniors Gretchen Grayson was ecstatic. Octavia Starr, who normally didn't show up for sports events, was excited. She even had a pen and notepad to document the events of this game. Everyone was psyched for the game. But there was one who wasn't as she didn't seem right. And that was Hortense Howard. For some reason, she seemed out of sorts not being in sync with the team. She danced a little stiffly and sort of, slower. She missed some of the rehearsed steps and missed a few of the words for cheering. She also spoke in a strained manner. "Rrrrrra rra l-lets go P-pumas ...". Thought a few members of the team did notice but their focus was on the game. The team captain, however, took notice and chose to address it. She spoke with authority and showed her unhappiness. "Get it together or else. You are about to make our school look bad. Remember your lines and the poses. Don't make me tell you again!" said the Pumas cheerleading team captain. Hortense tried to make an excuse but the captain of the Pumas cheerkeading squad didn't care to hear it. By the way, the captain's name was Kassiana Kord. She was the best cheerleader in the school and made it to the rank of captain. Her dedication and spirit combined with her athleticism second only to Marino Middletown (who turned down the role) took the role for the school.
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