Dinner is served

Hermione had spent the entire day with a cucumber stuffed up her ass. After she was finished with the dungeons, she had to go to the library and help organize books. She'd never seen any house elves doing that before, and Hermione suspect Umbridge asked her to do that so all her friends could see her completely exposed. After a while she did manage to get used to the vegetable up her butt. Harry offered to take it out, but thanks to Pansy's orders she had to scream "NO!" at him. It was the most humiliating day of her life, and she knew it was just beginning. The worse part was, a small piece of her deep down was starting to like the shame.

Shortly before dinner started she had to report to the kitchens with the other house elves. Flopsy had taken it upon herself to be the one to command Hermione. All the elves gathered around the kitchen to prepare for the feast. Hermione must have made a dozen bowls of mash potatoes. They lined it all up ready to aporate it to the great hall, but then Flopsy gave her another surprise. "Flopsy and elves normally teleport food for dinner, but Granger girl has no wand. Try as she might Granger girl is not really an elf. Granger girl is going to have to serve food directly."

"What?" Hermione protested. Flopsy couldn't be serious. Hermione was supposed to go to the great hall, naked with a cucumber up her ass and serve the students like some perverted waitress?

"Flopsy has spoken. Flopsy orders you to take that tray and serve the students." With that Hermione had no control. Her body grabbed the tray and was making its way to the great hall.

Everyone was already seated when she walked in. All the heads turned to face her. Some people started cheering, others laughed. A lot of people made jokes and rude remarks. Even the Gryffindor table was getting in on it. Though Hermione was grateful that her closest friends didn't seem to be laughing. Although Ron kept looking at her and drooling. Ginny was particularly angry, but she was worried about Umbridge's threat. She didn't want to end up like Hermione.

Instinctively Hermione used one arm to cover up her chest, but then a boy from the Hufflepuff table shouted, "Don't be like that show us the goods!" So Hermione immediately put her arm at her side and the entire Great hall erupted with laughter.

Hermione made her way around all the tables. As she did students groped and pinched her, and there was nothing she could do. When she got to the Slytherin table, she approached Pansy and asked, "P...P...Please can you remove the cucumber?"

"Why? I think it looks so good on you." Pansy replied.

"Please."

"That's not how a house elf talks." Pansy said.

Hermione sighed, "Hermione would like it, if the Pansy girl could remove the cucumber from Hermione's ass hole please."

"Okay fine, but I order you to come here tomorrow at lunch. So then you can repay the favor." Pansy and her friends all giggled. Hermione shivered, what did Pansy have in mind? It didn't matter as she felt the cucumber slide out of her ass hole, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't care that everyone was watching and laughing, she was just happy to have that vegetable outside of her.

Once she was done serving food, she made her way to the Gryffindor table to eat. Umbridge glared at her, normally house elves didn't eat with students. This was pushing it, but she said nothing.

Hermione stared at her food, worried about what tomorrow might bring.