A sharp knock at the door made the juniors inside their hostel room jump.
Before anyone could answer, the door flew open, and three senior girls strode in.
"Stand up. Inspection time." Said Tharini.
The juniors scrambled to their feet and Tharini walked slowly down the line.
"Pathetic," she said, tugging at one girl's loose nightie.
"Do you think this is a temple? Why are you dressed like grandmothers?"
"Lift your nighties," Nisha ordered.
"Let's see what kind of panties you're hiding."
With shaking hands, the juniors obeyed, lifting the hems of their nighties to reveal their underwear plain white cotton.
"Boring!" Dilini said.
"You all look like schoolgirls. Time for an upgrade."
Tharini pulled out a small cloth bag and dumped its contents onto the nearest bed.
"Panty swap!" she announced.
"Take off what you're wearing and pick a new pair."
The juniors hesitated, but quickly stripping off their panties, their faces blushed as they stood bare under their nighties.
"Now, parade!" Tharini commanded.
The juniors were forced to walk in a circle as the seniors lifted the hems to expose their new panties
"You," Tharini pointed at Priya.
"You're coming with me."
Priya's stomach dropped as Tharini grabbed her wrist and dragged her to one of the beds. Priya's breath hitched as she was pushed onto the narrow mattress and Tharini climbed in after her.
"Don't move," she said.
Her fingers trailing up Priya's thigh, slipping under her nightie. Tharini's hand cupped her between the legs, her thumb rubbing slow circles over the borrowed panties.
"See how quiet she is?" Tharini said, her lips brushing Priya's ear.
"She knows better than to resist."
Her fingers dipped lower, tracing the dampening fabric between Priya's thighs.
She hooked a finger into the waistband of Priya's panties and yanked.
"Let's see how much more she likes it when everyone's watching."
With a sharp tug, she peeled the panties down Priya's thighs, leaving her bare under her nightie.
"Nisha," Tharini called.
"Come hold her legs open."
Nisha grinned and climbed onto the bed, gripping Priya's ankles and spreading them wide.
Tharini's fingers returned, this time with no barrier, sliding through Priya's slick folds.
"Look at her," Tharini said, twisting her fingers just enough to make Priya jerk.
"She's soaked."