Daphne’s Gift
Hermione didn’t know what to get for Daphne.
All she knew about Daphne was that she liked to torment her. And she liked to flash her pussy when she peed in public. Or sometimes, she just liked to flash her pussy.
That gave Hermione an idea.
Maybe it was too intimate to give Daphne lingerie. Maybe she was supposed to get her a joke of a gift. Something cruel and humiliating.
She wondered if her gift would be cruel and humiliating. Or if it was a real present.
She didn’t know what her bullies had planned but she decided to get Daphne a real present anyway. She was sure she’d love it.
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Hermione felt silly being nervous alone in the bathroom with Daphne.
At first she was afraid Daphne would pee on her or give her a swirlie. But when Daphne showed no interest in tormenting her, Hermione was still nervous that she wouldn’t like her present.
Hermione held the box awkwardly, regretting the big bow on top that now seemed comical instead of festive.
But Daphne squealed with excitement and tore the lid off.
She gasped as she started pulling garments out of the box Hermione still held for her. She held them up one by one to inspect them.
“They’re all crotchless.” Hermione said.
Daphne continued to look through the box of tights and panties. All with a big hole sewn into the center right where her pussy would be.
“I love them!” Daphne squealed.
She picked out a pair of crotchless panties and started putting them on under her skirt. She wasn’t wearing any panties before.
Daphne lifted her skirt and spun around, modeling the new panties for Granger.
Hermione blushed and tried not to stare.
Then Daphne smirked at her.
“Will you help me test them out?” Daphne asked.
Hermione nodded, even though she wasn’t sure how to test crotchless panties.
Daphne set the gift box down on the sink and gently guided Hermione into sitting on the floor.
Then she stepped over Hermione’s shoulders.
Hermione didn’t move. Barely breathed. As she looked up and saw Daphne’s pussy in her face.
But then a steady stream of warm piss was hitting Hermione right in the face.
Hermione tried to move her head out of the way but Daphne’s thighs clamped down around her, trapping her in place.
Hermione couldn’t open her eyes. She couldn’t breathe. All she could do or feel or think was piss. More and more and more piss. An endless stream of piss. She was drowning in it.
Daphne laughed as Hermione coughed and gagged. She was so delirious from being waterboarded with piss that she didn’t realize she’d pissed herself.
Piss pooled around her on the floor, a large puddle from a mix of both her own and Daphne’s pee.
When Daphne was finally done pissing in Granger’s face, she couldn’t avoid walking through the huge pee puddle to get to the stalls to get some toilet paper.
And without Daphne holding her up, Hermione was too exhausted to stop herself to sliding to the floor and lying down in the mess.
Daphne laughed at her as she wiped herself.
She gave a little twirl for Hermione to show off her new panties one more time.
“Look! Totally dry! No piss on me at all!” She shook out her skirt.
Hermione tried to glare. She wished she could say the same. But she was soaking wet and still too tired to get up.
She gulped big lungfuls of air. Just thankful that Daphne was done peeing. Not caring at the moment that her own clothes were drenched.
Daphne picked up her box of new crotchless clothes.
“Thank you, Granger! I love them! I’ll make sure I show you every time I’m wearing them.”
She flashed Hermione a wicked smirk as she walked out the door. Hermione could only imagine how often Daphne would wear her new crotchless panties. And how often she’d get pissed on for it.
Hermione tried to get up but she slumped back to the floor. Lying in the pool of cooling piss.