At the last football game, Daphne had to pee so bad but they had great seats at the top of the bleachers and they’d definitely lose them if they left to go to the porta-potties. Plus, the porta-potties were so far away!
Millicent pointed out in a hushed voice that no one would see if she just peed there on the bleachers, they were all watching the game.
So Daphne pulled her pants down and slid her bare ass over the edge of the metal bench and emptied her bladder into the night.
She got a little thrill, peeing with so many people all around her and no one noticing.
Pansy and Millicent gave her napkins from the concession stand to wipe with. They were a little scratchy but Daphne didn’t care. She was still high on the thrill of her little public act.
After the game when the girls were walking back to the parking lot they passed through a shortcut under the bleachers and noticed the exact spot where Daphne’s pee landed.
It was in a neat little puddle perfectly surrounding a support beam.
Pansy looked up at where they’d been sitting, a wicked idea taking form in her mind.
“You could tie someone to this pole.” Pansy pointed out. The unsaid second half of that thought, and pee on the top of the bleachers.
Daphne and Millicent were thinking exactly what she was thinking.
“We should make sure Granger gets a ticket to the next football game.”
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Pansy was really enjoying her large root beer. It wasn’t hitting her bladder yet but it would soon.
She looked down between the seats at Granger again.
Pansy wasn’t even watching the football game, she didn’t know if they were winning or losing. She just knew that Granger was duct taped to a pole under the bleachers and when they peed in that exact spot from last time, Granger would get a shower.
Millicent was the first to go. She didn’t make a show of pretending she couldn’t hold it and acting like she had to go.
Millicent laughed and said “incoming, Granger” as she started to piss.
Pansy watched Granger flail uselessly on the beam, trying to avoid the steady stream of piss flowing directly on her. But the tape was secure and she was stuck in the perfect spot to get soaked.
Pansy really enjoyed soaking her. She nearly moaned when she pissed it felt so good.
Daphne got a bit more daring, and a bit more clever. She wore a dress with no panties so she’d have an easier time peeing on the bleachers, but she was also just having a good time feeling brave and a little at risk of being exposed.
Pansy sent her to get them more drinks from the concession stand and dared her to flash someone cute over there.
Pansy didn’t expect Daphne to actually come back with two girls.
She handed Pansy two crumbled ten dollar bills and explained that the line for the porta-potties was huge and she heard them saying they were gonna piss themselves they needed to pee so bad they were thinking about squatting and peeing behind the concession stand.
Daphne told them she knew a place they could pee, for a price, but they had to keep it a secret.
Pansy was really proud of Daphne. She wasn’t sure she wanted to share their spot, but she was glad Daphne had done something so bold. And she definitely wouldn’t mind watching more people pee on Granger.
One at a time, one right after the other, the two strangers peed over the edge, right onto Hermione.
Daphne gave them napkins to wipe.
Pansy hadn’t noticed she swiped a whole package of them from concessions.
The girls with their now empty bladders thanked Daphne so much before going back to their own seats.
“Anyone else down there desperate?” Pansy couldn’t contain her smirk.
“The line is so long!” Daphne nodded.
Daphne went back down to the concessions stand and the over-crowded porta-potties.
For a ten dollar fee she would send girls up to the top of the bleachers to use the secret hidden bathroom at the top.
Millicent acted like a body guard and bathroom attendant, standing watch and holding the napkins they were using for toilet paper.
Pansy loved it. She got to just sit back and watch Granger get soaked through the seats.
Granger didn’t get three little showers like she thought. She got a constant downpour. The piss never stopped flowing. It was amazing.
After the game they waited a while for the crowd to clear out before going to free Hermione.
She looked even more drenched up close. Not a dry spot on her. She was soaked from head to toe in piss and stuck standing in a puddle so huge it should be classified as a lake.
“Was this too mean?” Daphne asked. A bit of guilt settling in that nearly all of this pee was from her recruiting.
Millicent laughed.
“We could have shoved her in a porta-potty and tipped it over. I think we’re actually being really nice to her.”
Daphne shuddered at the thought. She’d seen all night how busy those porta-potties were.
It was good that Millicent wore rain boots to the game, knowing she’d be the one to get Hermione after. Pansy pulled thick rubber gloves from her bag and handed them over and Daphne pulled out her little self defense knife.
Millicent had to resist the urge to jump in the massive piss puddle and make it splash. She got to kick though. She kicked the puddle liquid at Hermione and watched it splash up at her.
She went behind Granger and slid Daphne’s knife through the duct tape easily, and with nothing holding her to the pole, gave her a hard shove forward.
Hermione fell face first into the piss puddle.
She tried to get up but Millicent’s booted foot held her down.
Then Millicent was kicking splashes of piss into Hermione’s face.
Pansy laughed. She laughed and laughed.
They left Hermione there in the puddle.
Later while they were hanging out and counting their small fortune from the game, Daphne pointed out that it was really profitable to share their new special spot.
“And it would be selfish not to. When you gotta go, you gotta go.” Pansy smiled.
But Millicent said what the three were all really thinking.
“As long as Granger is under there to soak it up, I don’t care who pees on the bleachers.”