Hermione was running late for gym and as much as she hated being late for any class, being late to gym meant having the locker room all to yourself to change in total privacy. So Hermione almost screamed when she was shoved against the lockers without warning.
She relaxed when she saw it was only Pansy.
Why did she relax? She had no idea. It’s not like she was safe alone in the locker room with one of her bullies, but at least it wasn’t a stranger.
Pansy laughed as Hermione attempted to cover herself with her gym shorts and snatched them out of her hands, exposing her bare breasts.
“You have really nice tits, Granger. Can I touch them?”
Hermione stuttered over her response, not really sure what she was even trying to say. No? Yes? Yes.
Pansy reached out and pinched her nipples, hard. Hermione gasped and tried to pull away but she only made the made the pain worse.
When Pansy finally let go her nipples were two stiff peaks pointing out so prominently that even Hermione could see that they were practically begging to be pinched and abused again.
She turned her whole body toward her open locker to try to cover her breasts that way but Pansy wasn’t having it. She slammed the locker door shut. Then her eyes widened in shock at what she’d done.
Hermione’s hardened nipple was slammed in her locker door. She was trapped by one boob. And it hurt so so so much.
Pansy’s shock quickly morphed into glee as she realized Hermione’s predicament.
“You’re stuck!” Pansy was thrilled by this statement. Granger was trapped in the locker room wearing nothing but her panties.
She pulled Hermione back to test how trapped she was and Hermione screamed from the nearly blinding pain. She thought Pansy might actually rip her nipple clean off. But she didn’t. She just gave Hermione’s free nipple a brutal pinch and pull to even it out.
“Pansy, please open my locker?” Hermione asked.
Pansy ignored her, instead she reached into her own bag for her She-Wee.
“You’re peeing now?”
Pansy smirked. “When you gotta go, you gotta go.”
Pansy didn’t really have to go. Honestly she wished she’d been holding so her bladder would have been achingly full for this.
She kicked her shorts and panties off and shoved the end of the She-Wee into the grates of Hermione’s locker.
“Pansy!” Hermione started to plead again.
“Don’t rush me, or else I’ll get the funnel gag from Daphne.”
It always felt so good to piss in Granger’s gym locker, Pansy didn’t think it could feel better. But having Granger trapped by the very locker she was using as a toilet definitely made pissing in it feel better than usual.
Pansy considered her threat, maybe she actually should get the funnel gag from Daphne. Why waste this beautiful opportunity with a captive toilet?
But first…
Hermione shut up. She listened to the flowing liquid sound of Pansy’s stream hitting her clothes. At least her gym clothes were still dry for her to put back on.
Pansy picked up her tshirt off the floor and used it to wipe herself. Hermione decided it was still dry enough to wear, not like she had anything else.
“Ok, can you open the locker now?”
“No.” Pansy smiled. It made Hermione’s stomach flip.
She pulled her shorts back on and started to leave.
“Wait! You’re actually leaving me stuck here?” Hermione called after her. She was as really starting to panic now.
“No! I’ll be right back. I promise. Don’t go anywhere!” Pansy called back to her meanly, laughing as the door shut behind her.
Hermione believed Pansy. And somehow, for some reason, she was less afraid of whatever Pansy would do to her when she came back than of the thought of Pansy not coming back at all.
It wasn’t long before Pansy returned with Millicent and Daphne.
“Wow you weren’t kidding, she’s trapped by her nipple!” Millicent laughed, giving her free nipple a hard pinch.
“In nothing but her panties!” Daphne laughed, going for the wedgie. She gave the back of Hermione’s panties one swift yank upwards and held it while her friends laughed.
“I heard you were thirsty, Granger.” Daphne laughed. She kept holding the wedgie painfully high. Hermione was just waiting for her to let it snap.
“I’m not thirsty.” Hermione’s mouth felt dry, like it was betraying her.
“What’s your locker combination?” Pansy asked her.
It felt like a trap. It was too easy. Why get her friends just to let her out.
Hermione told Pansy the combination.
Millicent wrote it down in thick black Sharpie right across her locker. Right below the She-Wee that Pansy never took out.
“There, now your fate is up to the people.” Pansy said.
“My fate is…what?”
Pansy took the funnel gag out of Daphne’s bag.
“You make such a good toilet.” Daphne said, finally dropping the wedgie. The painful snap wasn’t nearly as bad as the pain in her crushed nipple.
“So we’re leaving you to be good little toilet, locker or mouth. I already pissed in your locker.” Pansy said.
They secured the gag in her mouth.
Then as if to demonstrate this fantastic double toilet, Daphne and Millicent both peed at the same time.
Millicent used the She-Wee to refresh Pansy’s soaking on Hermione’s clothes through the closed locker door and Daphne used the gag to piss right into Hermione’s mouth.
Hermione didn’t even try to fight swallowing, she drank it all down like she was dying of thirst.
“Wow.” Even Millicent was impressed by the empty funnel.
“You so were thirsty!” Daphne smirked. “No need to thank me, Granger.”
Hermione wished she could talk but if she tried it would just come out an incoherent garbled mess. But thank her? Thank her! Did Daphne really think Hermione would thank her for making her drink her piss?
“Class gets out any minute now.” Pansy looked excitedly toward the door.
Pansy gave Hermione’s nipple one last pinch. She groaned around the gag.
“Good luck, Granger. Maybe someone will be generous enough to open your locker.” Pansy smirked.
All three girls stepped away to make room around Hermione as the locker room door opened and a wave of sweaty exhausted girls trudged in.
Hermione thought someone would let her out, or at the very least only Pansy, Millicent and Daphne were cruel enough to use her as a toilet.
But everyone laughed at her. And soon one brave girl decided to use the locker urinal. Then there was a small line for it. Everyone excitedly using Pansy’s She-Wee to pee into Hermione’s locker.
And then Millicent pointed out that there was no line for the other urinal.
And someone bravely decided to pee in the funnel gag.
Hermione drank it.
Pansy and her friends laughed and watched the show.
So many girls peed in Hermione’s locker that it overflowed. Piss leaked out the bottom onto the floor.
They laughed. That just meant they all had to use the funnel gag.
They forced Hermione to drink piss until her own bladder was about to give out, and then it did.
Hermione only had a pair of panties wedged up her ass to cover herself when she wet herself, so there was no hiding it. Her white panties bloomed a wet yellow and piss flowed down her legs and pooled on the floor.
It wasn’t enough to make her classmates stop forcing her to drink their piss. They just laughed at her and kept pissing into the funnel gag for Hermione to swallow down.
Pansy, Daphne, and Millicent were happily watching every second of Hermione’s time as a human urinal. They didn’t know the torture would go on this long, but they had no plans to stop it.
Their whole class was cruel. They’d written the locker combination right there. No one wanted to use it to let Hermione out. But everyone wanted to use her as a toilet.