Extra time

Those ten minutes were eternal for Chelsea, who did her best to control her bowels.

However, and unfortunately for Chelsea, they were tied when the game ended. And, therefore, they went to overtime.

Chelsea tried to convince her teammates to leave it at that, but they were very determined to see which team was better. So she had **** but to keep playing.

The teacher gave them three minutes to rest for a moment. Chelsea tried to sneak out of the gym and run to the toilets. But her teammates stopped her to "put together a strategy", a strategy that Chelsea would not follow. She no longer cared if her classmates hated her for making them lose, she needed to go to the bathroom very urgently, and she preferred to earn the hatred of her classmates than to be humiliated.

Chelsea stood up and went to the door of the gym, ready to leave, but was stopped again. And not because of her classmates, but because of the teacher.

—Chelsea, where are you going?

—To the bathroom.

—The class is not over yet.

—But I need to use the bathroom, now!

—Chelsea, you're not a baby anymore, I'm sure you can hold on for another five minutes. So, go back to your companions that the game is going to start.

Chelsea tried to refute, but her teacher's threatening look made her change her mind. Resigned, she returned to her teammates to continue with the game.

When she got into position, her intestines growled furiously and her poop began to press harder against her anus.

Chelsea knew that wasn't a good sign. But she had a plan, she would just let the other team win on purpose and voila, the game would be over and she would be free to go to the bathroom.