Jessica gets competitive

"It's not fair!" Jessica whined, rising to her feet while clutching her belly. "I didn't even have shoes, and these clothes are terrible for jumping!"

"Hey girls, what is it I always say?" Britney asked her companions.

"Everyone always has an excuse." They said as one.

"That's right. Every time I beat someone with my hard earned skill, they have an excuse. The sun got in my eyes. I didn't sleep well. Nerves. Well, the fact is, there's only winner's and losers in the world. And, frankly, your an out of shape loser who can't even jump a beginner height!"

That was it! Jessica had been humiliated non stop for 24 hours. Well, she knew for a fact she was better then Britney! She could prove it, clothes and bare feet be damned!

"Raise up the bar." Jessica said, taking the pole. "And we'll see who the loser is!"

"Oooh!" Britney said in mock fear. Her crew raised the bar. Jessica took her position. She looked around. The crowd across the street had grown. There were now a good 20 people, some openly filming! Oh god, her reputation as an athlete was at stake! But, she had to drive all that from her mind. She focused, driving out everything but herself, the bar and her pole. Finally she started running. This time she ignored the scraping of her bare feet. She drove out the uncomfortable wedgie she felt as her panties dug up, and ignored the bouncing of her breasts. She ran, strong limbs pumping hard. She planted the pole and jumped. This time she went over back first, ensuring that her belly wouldn't get in the way. She cleared it!

She fell to the pad under the bar victorious! She jumped up, holding both arms up in victory!

"HA! Who's the loser now?" Jessica asked Britney defiantly.

"Well, you've lost something, that's for sure." Britney said.

"W... what?" Jessica asked, confused.

"Look down." She said, smiling wickedly and pointing at Jessica's body...