Brianna and the other cheerleaders were in the locker room getting ready for the game. In a way, the preparation was just like any other game. They each did their make up, their hair, and squeezed into their tight uniforms that left little to the imagination. As Brianna slipped on her tight form fitting top and tight, short skirt, she reminisced about the first time she had put on this uniform. She thought back to how sexy she felt cheering at her first football game, and how much sexier she felt every time a boy peeled that uniform off of her in the back seat of their car. Then, she thought about how sexy she would feel later that night.
    
Tonight was the night Brianna had been waiting for since the last football game of her freshman year. That night she had gotten to watch the seniors who were over eighteen go through their ceremony. Now, Brianna was in her senior year, and it was the last game of the football season. Tonight, as they had every year since the school's founding, they would put on a very special half time show. "You ready?" Julia, Brianna's friend and fellow senior asked.
    
 "Hell yes, have been for four years!" Brianna said, putting the finishing touches on her eye liner.    

"Me too, I can't wait for half time."

With that, the cheerleaders walked out to the football field. There, they went through their cheer routines on the sidelines as the team played and got the crowd to join in chanting them to victory. The freshman cheerleaders were all excited to be cheering, for many of them it was the first game where they were allowed to participate. For the seniors however, especially those over eighteen, they just kept waiting for half time. Every time out and clock stoppage was near agony for the expectant young women, just waiting for their moment in the spotlight at the schools special half time show. Finally, the time came.

The principal of the school stood before the crowd with a bull horn. "Good evening ladies and gentleman" she began, "and welcome to the last football game of the season. As many of you already know, tonight is a very special night." As the principal spoke, school maintenance workers laid out a tarp behind her. "Every year," the principal continued, "on this night, a few of our senior cheerleaders choose to do their part for their community, their country, and their world. They do their part to combat overpopulation, by making the ultimate sacrifice." As the principal said this, the maintenance workers wheeled out a single, long device consisting of a long pole adjoining two upright supports, and set it behind her. Underneath the pole, was a flat platform about a foot off the ground. Over the pole, dangled seven nooses. "This year, seven of our bravest senior girls who have turned eighteen, the minimum legal age, have chosen to give their lives. I will now read their names as they take their positions."

The seven girls participating in the half time show were lined up to the left of the gallows as the principal began to list their names. Julia and Brianna were third and fourth in line. "Melissa Klep." The first girl in line walked to the first noose, and took her place on the platform. A maintenance worker stood behind her, and handcuffed her hands behind her back. He then slipped the noose over her head, and yanked it tight around her neck. "Mimi Zang" the next girl went and took her place as well. The maintenance staff prepared her the same way they had Melissa. "I'm next!" Julia said, smiling back at Brianna. "I know, I'm so excited!" Brianna replied.

    "Julia Cortez" the principal read aloud. Julia excitedly jogged to the next open noose, and stood on the platform, facing the crowd as she was handcuffed and noosed. "Brianna Moore" the principal called. Brianna calmly but excitedly strolled to the next open noose. She stood on the platform next to Julia, and turned to face the crowd watching from the bleachers. She put her hands behind her back before the maintenance workers even asked. Then, as they prepared to noose her, she lifted her chin expectantly. The crowd clapped for her as the maintenance worker slipped the noose over her head with ease. Then, the crowd cheered for her as she cocked her head to the left, allowing the maintenance worker to more easily tighten the noose, and rest the not on her right shoulder. "Courtney Chang" the principal said, and the next girl walked to her noose.

    "Show off" Julia whispered to Brianna.

    "Hey, we're here to give em' a show aren't we?" Brianna asked, flashing a devious grin. The crowd then applauded Courtney as she stepped onto the platform and immediately noosed herself, pulling her long flowing hair through it, then put her hands behind her back and waited to be handcuffed.

    "Damn, someone's even more eager than you!" Julia whispered.

    "That was sexy as hell," Brianna whispered to Courtney, "I wish I'd thought of it"

    "Thanks," Courtney replied, "good luck!"

    The principal read of the last two names, and the last two cheerleaders took their places in their respective nooses. When the last cheerleader was ready, the principal said her final statement. "Look at these beautiful, brave young women. They are all about to do something great, they are about to make the ultimate sacrifice for the rest of us. In honor of their bravery, I have the privilege of announcing a new tradition beginning this year. Per their request, the corpses of all seven girls behind me will be preserved, and hung in the schools main lobby for one year. Then, our current junior cheerleaders who go through the ceremony will take their place, and they will be cut down and finally laid to rest." The principal explained.

    "We're going to look so sexy hanging in the front entrance!" Courtney whispered.

    "I know right!? I'm so excited" Brianna replied.

    "Well, without further ado," the principal said into the bullhorn, stepping to the side of the gallows, "goodbye and good luck girls!"
    
    With that, the maintenance worker pulled a lever at the other and of the gallows, and the long platform on which the girls stood fell away. Brianna felt the noose dig into her throat immediately. At first, she could still draw in a trickle of air through her constricted throat. She began kicking and squirming almost immediately. Although Brianna was still excited to die this way, she didn't fight the reflex to try and breathe, she figured this would provide the audience the best show. Brianna was glad as she kicked up her legs, that the audience could see up her skirt and tell she had chosen not to wear panties. She wanted desperately to put on a memorable show, as she looked out over the bleachers to see to see dozens of cameras pointed at her and the other seniors. Then she looked down, to see some of the football players and other cheerleaders taking selfies with her and her fellow hangers in the background.

    As Brianna kept struggling, she rotated slowly back and fourth. She was rotating to her right just in time to see Julia's head slump, and her body go limp. She looked down to see that Julia's bladder had released just as she died. "Great, more attention for me" Brianna thought as she rotated back to the left. She saw that Courtney was still struggling just as much as she was, but most of the girls to the left of her were either slowing down or already dead. "I might last the longest!" Brianna thought, knowing that would mean she would be at the center of most of the pictures taken that night, and would probably be remembered the most vividly by the audience. As Brianna rotated back to the right, she caught a glimpse of Julia's face. The look of peace that had overcome her since her passing made Brianna jealous, and a little aroused. One of the two girls to Julia's right was also already hanging limp, while the other's legs were moving in a slow bicycling motion. Brianna on the other hand, was still going strong. Brianna wondered if she had developed a stronger tolerance for asphyxiation from all the breath play games she liked to play, having boys choke her was a favorite past time of Brianna's.

Brianna again slowly rotated back to the left, to see that both the girls to Courtney's left were hanging limp, with puddles of what Brianna could only assume were urine beneath them. She then began to feel her own legs start to feel heavy, and her kicking began to slow as she looked at Courtney, who still appeared to be going strong. "That bitch better die soon, or I won't last the longest" Brianna thought. She then slowly rotated back to the right. She could see the last girl on that side still squirming slightly, then she gave on last jerk, and went limp, then her bladder released on the field. "Just me and Courtney left" Brianna thought as she rotated back to the left again, still squirming and kicking despite her exhaustion. As Courtney came back into view, Brianna realized that she was beginning to slow too. "Come on Brianna" she thought to herself, "if you can just last a few more minutes you'll be the last one to die." Brianna then began to panic as she noticed the edges of her vision beginning to go dark. "Damn it Courtney, why don't you just die already you stubborn bitch!" she thought as Courtney again slowly drifted out of view. Brianna was barely clinging to life as she reached the other side of her swing. Her limbs felt as cold as ice, and her legs were barely still moving. Brianna's vision was going grey as she rotated back to Courtney. Just as Courtney came back into view again, her body convulsed, she went limp, and her final release ran down her legs. "Yes, I made it the longest!" Brianna thought, knowing that every camera in the audience was now focused on her.
 
As Brianna's vision began to blur, she thought about the fact that her final struggle would probably be the most remembered by the crowd. She thought about the fact that many of the younger girls on the team had professed a certain arousal at the idea of being hanged, and many of them would pleasure themselves with her in mind later that night. Brianna grew more and more aroused as these thoughts crossed her mind. Finally, her body convulsed one last time as she was overpowered by an explosive orgasm, then she went limp. After she came, the last sensation Brianna felt was urine trickling down her legs.
   
The bleachers erupted in applause as Brianna's head bowed and her bladder released. The football game continued as if it were any other game, as the seven girls swayed gently in the wind. When it ended, the football team and the surviving cheerleaders each took team photos with the girls dangling behind them. Then, the bodies were taken to the morgue where they were preserved, then brought back to the school, and hung in the front doorway.