Trapped in a Hotel

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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Trapped in a Hotel
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Chapter 1

Hermione fidgeted with her the zipper of her coat while she waited for their teacher to come back with their room keys.

 

She already wasn’t looking forward to this field trip, and now it was cancelled because of bad weather. Why couldn’t they have found that out before they got to the hotel?

 

Now they were all stuck there all weekend.

 

“Alright everyone! I have your room assignments and keys right here! When you hear your name, come up and get your keys!”

 

Hermione’s stomach dropped when she heard her name. That had to be a mistake.

 

She was in a room with Daphne, Millicent, and Pansy.

 

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“I’ll take that for you!” Pansy took Hermione’s suitcase out of her hand and put it down on one of the two armchair in the room.

 

The hotel room was bigger than Hermione expected, with two armchairs and a couch, but only two beds. They were expected to sleep two to a bed.

 

Hermione thought they weren’t going to let her sleep in a bed. She didn’t mind taking the couch.

 

But to her surprise Millicent called her over to “their bed.”

 

Hermione didn’t trust Pansy with her suitcase, but she went to Millicent.

 

“You don’t mind sharing with me, right?”

 

Hermione didn’t know why Daphne was laughing behind her. She was missing something.

 

“No.” Hermione said. She looked down at Millicent sitting on the edge of the bed, looking for something, but she wasn’t sure what.

 

“Great!” Millicent smiled. “And you don’t mind if I test out the bed right?”

 

“Test it?” Hermione didn’t know what that meant.

 

“Knew you wouldn’t mind.”

 

Millicent pulled up her shirt and Hermione saw that she was naked from the waist down.

 

“Just gotta test out the absorbency.” Millicent said and she starting peeing.

 

Hermione watched as a pool of yellow started to spread around Millicent’s pussy, but it quickly soaked into the comforter.

 

Hermione just stood and stared for what seemed like minutes.

 

Millicent moaned. “That was such a long a bus ride. This bed is really soaking it up.”

 

“But you didn’t take the bus.” Hermione realized. “You guys drove. You could’ve stopped at a rest stop whenever you wanted?”

 

Daphne was still laughing.

 

Hermione realized now. They’d been holding it in the whole drive to the hotel on purpose. They were planning to torment her with their piss tonight.

 

When Millicent’s bladder was finally empty she stood and wiped herself on a dry piece of the blanket.

 

Millicent looked down at the wet, stained bed.

 

“Yea, that’ll make a good toilet.” She said to herself.

 

Daphne finally stopped laughing enough to say something. She pointed at Millicent’s piss.

 

“Granger? That’s your side!”

 

“Did I forget to mention that? Oops.” Millicent smirked.

 

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Pansy had Granger’s suitcase open on one of the armchairs

 

“What are you doing?” Hermione didn’t want her bullies going through all her stuff.

 

Pansy smirked.

 

“Debating whether to use your clothes as toilet paper or just use the whole suitcase as a toilet.”

 

“I vote toilet paper.” Daphne said. “I have to shit and I’m not wiping with the single-ply garbage they stocked the bathroom with.”

 

Hermione’s clothes had been neatly folded but now everything was in a messy heap from Pansy’s snooping.

 

Daphne plucked a shirt off the top of the pile. It was new and it was a light pastel pink. The stains would never come out.

 

“Wait! Not that!” Hermione snatched it from Daphne’s hands.

 

Her bully eyed the shirt, much more interested now.

 

“I picked this one. I’ll wipe my ass on whatever I want, Granger.”

 

Pansy smiled and took the shirt from Hermione.

 

“I think Granger would be willing to offer up something else you could wipe with.” Pansy said.

 

Pansy and Daphne shared a silent, mischievous look that Hermione didn’t understand. Something was understood between them.

 

“I’ll let you lick my ass clean if you want to.” Daphne said.

 

“But only if you really want to.” Pansy said.

 

“If you beg.” Daphne smirked.

 

Pansy toyed with the shirt in her hands.

 

The implication was clear. Lick Daphne’s shit clean or she’s wipe it on Hermione’s clothes.

 

Hermione nodded.

 

“I said beg.” Daphne said.

 

“Please?”

 

“Pathetic. Do better.”

 

“Please! Please, Daphne, please! Let me lick your ass clean? I want to!” Hermione begged. It felt humiliating.

 

But she didn’t have anything else to wear all week. If they wiped their asses with her clothes she’d have to wear them anyway with shit on them.

 

Daphne was satisfied with her begging and allowed her kneel next to the toilet until she needed her.

 

As soon as Daphne closed the bathroom door, Pansy pulled her pants down and sat her bare ass in Hermione’s suitcase.

 

Millicent laughed.

 

“There’s only one bathroom. I didn’t have a choice, really.” Pansy smiled and took one shirt out to save to wipe herself. Then she started to piss inside Hermione’s suitcase.

 

She tilted her hips to one side and then the other, doing her best to soak all of Granger’s clothes.

 

When she was done she zipped the suitcase shut and put it on the floor in the corner of the room.

 

“Let that marinate for a little while.” Pansy said.

 

Millicent snorted with laughter.

 

When Granger finally opened her suitcase it would reek of stale piss and maybe her clothes would even still be damp.

 

She was looking forward to watching it.

 

Meanwhile in the bathroom.

 

Daphne decided it was wasteful to let all her piss go in the toilet.

 

She made Granger use the little glass the hotel provided by the sink to get herself a drink from her stream of piss.

 

Hermione held the glass between Daphne’s open legs and it quickly filled. It overfilled.

 

Warm piss dripped over her hand and she almost dropped the glass in the toilet.

 

Hermione tried to drink slowly to avoid having to refill the glass but Daphne knew what she was doing and got mad at her for drinking too slow. She tipped the cup up into her mouth while she was drinking.

 

All the piss splashed on her face and into her mouth at once and Hermione started to gag and cough on the unexpected rush of liquid.

 

Daphne wanted her to refill the glass and drink again but by the time she was done coughing, Daphne was done peeing.

 

“I should make you drink my toilet water. You’re lucky I’m feeling nice.” Daphne said.

 

Hermione stayed on her knees on the floor while Daphne shit. The smell hit her before she heard the plop of the shit splashing into the toilet.

 

Hermione realized she must have made a face at the smell because Daphne smirked at her.

 

“You don’t like smelling my shit, Granger?”

 

Hermione just shook her head no.

 

When Daphne was finished she stood and shoved her bare ass in Granger’s face.

 

“Lick it good.”

 

Hermione pulled Daphne’s asscheeks apart with her hands and gave one one long lick with her tongue flat straight up her crack.

 

She tried not to gag on the shit coating her tongue and swallowed it down.

 

Hermione licked thoroughly at Daphne’s asshole until she was confident that she licked up all her shit. She was licked clean.

 

Daphne checked herself with toilet paper and patted Granger on the head, confirming that she was wiped clean.

 

Daphne washed her hands and Hermione was about to flush the toilet, finally able to stop smelling Daphne’s shit.

 

“Don’t flush that!” Hermione obediently pulled her hand away. “Millicent might want to give you a swirlie.”

 

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