One bright summer day at Oxford University, Emma Watson strode out of the campus gates heading for the gymnasium a short walk away. Having just been through a long hard day of studying, she felt the need to unwind for a while, leaving Uni behind her for the rest of the evening.
Sporting a smart outfit and a backpack over her shoulder. She swept her long brown hair behind her ears as she put her earphones in, pulling out her phone to listen to some music.
She wore glossy black heels and shiny latex leggings, accompanied by a neatly pressed white shirt and black blazer. Her latex leggings squeaked quietly as she walked, clinging snuggly to her slender figure.
Meanwhile, on the other end of campus Emilia Clarke had also just finished studying in the library. She, too, decided to hit the gym, looking to burn off a load of frustration.
She wore a similarly smart outfit, sporting red heels, Matt black latex leggings, a white branded T-shirt and a red blazer. With her lush brown hair tied back in a loose ponytail.
Upon reaching the gym, Emma changed into some activewear. Swapping her latex leggings for lycra and her shirt for a sports bra. As she put all her stuff in a locker, Emilia entered, cheerfully saying Hi as she passed by. Emma hadn't noticed her and continued humming along to her music that drowned out everything around her.
Emilia scoffed as Emma walked off without saying a word, not noticing her earphones concealed beneath her hair.
"Hi, how're you?" Emilia said mockingly under her breath, assuming Emma was ignoring her. Emilia shrugged it off and got changed, slipping into some baby blue sportswear, spending a few moments adjusting herself once she had changed, tucking her boobs neatly into her bra and pulling up her leggings.
Emma hopped onto one of the treadmills and began a run, still humming quietly to her tunes. Just as Emilia turned to head in, she saw that Emma's locker was still open, having not entirely shut all the way.
Feeling mischievous, she went over and peered inside. Seeing most of Emma's belongings casually thrown in. Laying on top of her bag and smart clothes were a pair of lacy red underwear.
"Ooh, spicy." Emilia giggled, giving them a quick sniff as she scrunched them up in her hand, carefully sneaking them back to her own locker and hastily stuffing them into her bag. What she'd do with them, she had no idea, a trophy maybe? Sneak them back next time she saw her? Either way, it would teach her a lesson for ignoring people. Or so Emilia thought.
She shut her locker and headed in, jumping onto one of the many exercise bikes and starting her workout--both of them working up a brutal sweat.
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After a good two-hour workout, Emma finished up her routine with some light stretches, wiping the sweat off her forehead and strode back to the changing room.
Emilia finished around the same time, heading back to the changing room and taking the weight off her feet for a few minutes. She, too, began changing. Making sure to leave her bag tucked out of sight in her locker.
Emma sorted through her clothes as she changed, thinking she was losing her mind when she couldn't find her underwear anywhere. She huffed tiredly as she reluctantly got changed without her knickers.
Rechecking her locker after she'd changed, they definitely weren't where she left them.
A few lockers away, Emilia had also just finished changing. She smiled and plucked her red lacy trophy from her bag, sniffing them again.
Out of the corner of her eyes, Emma spotted her underwear in Emilia's hands. She did a double-take, unsure if that was what she was really seeing. Emma approached slowly, and sure enough, there they were in Emilia's hands.
"Uh, excuse me! What the fuck are doing? Those are my underwear!" She barked.
Emilia jumped, not knowing what to say, as she quickly stuffed them into her latex leggings. Emma grabbed her by the arm, hoping to make her pull them back out, but Emilia backed away.
"Woah. Easy tiger! What are you talking about? I haven't got anything." Emilia protested, yanking her arm free.
Emma scoffed, trying to grab the front of her trousers. "Yeah, sure you don't."
Emilia kept backing away, knocking her hands aside when she tried to grab her.
Emma sighed angrily, "I'm sick of people fucking around with me!" She snapped. Grabbing Emilia by the back of her head, gripping her hair tightly as she dragged her from the changing room and out into the hallway.
Emilia wrestled with her, trying to pry her hands out of her hair as Emma dragged her down the hallway heading for the reception. However, Emma spotted an open storage room to their left. Changing direction moments later, taking her inside, Emilia wondered what she would do with her.
"You know what. Fuck it... I'm going to teach you a lesson! You make a single sound, and I'll leave you here naked!" Said Emma. Locking the door behind them.
Emma held onto her tightly, grabbing some zip ties she saw sitting on a shelf nearby. She then kicked a chair out from the corner of the room and forced Emilia to sit down.
Next to where she found the zip ties, she grabbed a tatty looking cloth and began wrapping it around Emilia's face, forcing her mouth open so she could gag her.
Emma began tying her down, strapping her to the chair with zip ties by her wrists and ankles, ensuring she couldn't go anywhere in a hurry. Emilia continued protesting, groaning uncomfortably as she tugged at the zip ties.
Emma saw a bulge in Emilia's leggings. She pried them open and pulled her underwear out.
"Since you like stuffing things down your pants, why don't I fill them back up for you, huh?" She grumbled, strolling off down the aisles of the storage room to see what she could find.
Sifting through various boxes of cleaning equipment, old paperwork and broken parts of gym machines, she came across an entire shelf covered with a sheet, down the bottom out of sight of prying eyes until today.
Pulling back the sheet, Emma revealed a stash of wonders someone had hidden away. One could only assume it was some kind of messy event, as the items consisted of six ten litre bottles of coloured slime, twenty-four cans of sprayable foam and another six ten litre bottles of something called jelly mix. All topped with a few rolls of bondage tape.
Emma smiled, biting her lips as she nodded. "Oh, this will do nicely! Someone's going to get utterly ruined with these, and it's not whoever put them here." She giggled, stuffing her panties into her pocket and grabbing a few bottles of pink slime.
"You'll never guess what I've found!" She sang merrily, placing the bottles of slime in front of Emilia.
Emilia's eyes widened as she started shaking her head, trying to beg Emma to let her go, but her words were muffled by the cloth gagging her. She struggled with the zip ties holding her down, desperately trying to force herself free to no avail.
Emma soon disappeared behind her to fetch some more of the goodies she'd found, bringing over as much as she could carry until it was all laid out in front of them.
As a precaution, Emma checked the door was locked, worried someone might interrupt her blissful revenge. She found a long broom and propped it against the door handle, wedging it against it so no one could open the door unexpectedly.
Emilia groaned uncomfortably as she tried to plead with Emma, still struggling at her restraints. Before getting started, Emma unwrapped the bondage tape and began biting off large sections of it. She neatly wrapped it around the bottoms of Emilia's leggings, pulling them tight around her ankles and tucking them into itself to seal everything up.
"Where to start? Hmm." She muttered, picking up one of the bottles of pink slime and opening it. Emilia struggled furiously as Emma approached her and pulled the front of her leggings open.
"So, are you ready to learn your lesson? Are you going to apologise for stealing my clothes?" She said firmly.
Emilia nodded, trying to speak, but her gag muffled her words. Emma shook her head, smiling as she brought the bottle closer.
"I'm so sorry. I can't hear you. What's that?" Said Emma, on the cusp of pouring the bottle's contents into her leggings.
Emilia gave a muffled cry, thrashing in the chair as she tried to get Emma to stop. But Emma shrugged and tipped the bottle forward, sending a stream of thick pink slime oozing into her latex leggings, pooling between her crotch.
Emilia groaned as the front of her leggings began to bulge. Her knickers quickly soaked through as Emma poured the whole ten-litre bottle into her leggings.
Emma watched the expressions on Emilia's face as she emptied the first bottle. Instead of seeing disgust or discomfort, she saw her trying to hold back moans of ecstasy. Emilia's thighs began to swell as pink slime gradually oozed down her legs.
Emma smiled as she grabbed a bottle of red jelly mix, cracking the lid open and wasting no time pouring it straight into Emilia's slimy panties. Making her latex bulge even more as the slimy jelly mixture gushed into them, landing with wet, heavy plops as it joined the slime.
She had to pour it in gradually, as Emilia almost kept overflowing. So Emma squeezed the colossal bulge, pushing the slime and jelly down her thighs and around her hips. Before long, the jelly was slowly creeping past her knees.
"Oh! Is that a lip bite, I see? You dirty bitch." Emma giggled. Observing Emilia's face as she bit the cloth gag, stopping her from moaning aloud.
