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 It was real.  The legend of the magic eyes was true.  All a man had to do
was learn the method.  Professor Enfer had studied it for a long time
before discovering the secret.  He had pored over occult history for years
in the hope of discovering this magic ability, whispered about in rare
tomes.  Most of what he had learned was useless superstition.  He finally
had it though!  Now, when he undressed a woman with his eyes, she would
really be undressed!  He couldn't wait to try it out.  There were so many
wonderful targets though.  He was always surrounded by the sexy young
college bodies of his students.  So many that tempted him!  He determined,
after much internal debate, to go after that snooty Shelley.  She always
looked so wonderful, long golden hair, big dark eyes and a pert little body
that, so far, the Professor could only imagine.  Soon though, he wouldn't
have to imagine.

   He found her in the library, studying (of course).  She looked up and
eyed him with an expression that was just waiting to shush him even though
he was her teacher.  Lets see how well she stays `shushed'!

   First, she needed to stand up.  She did.  The magic worked!  She was
held captive to his magic, forced to move as he wished.  The Professor's
eyes widened with glee as hers widened with surprise.

   He took a seat casually and looked her over.  It was time to see what
was under those clothes.  First her skirt lifted up, revealing white cotton
panties (of course!).  She opened her mouth but no sound came out.  The
Professor's magic eyes kept her quiet.  She couldn't even move to put her
skirt down.  The Professor took a good, long look and then turned her
around.  Her skirt lifted in the back for him and he took in the sight of
her tight, pantied ass with enthusiasm.

   What next though?  He'd seen those lovely legs many times.  She almost
always wore a skirt.  Oops!  She started to look a bit calmer.  He couldn't
have that!  He turned her sideways and caused the skirt to lift completely.
Wonderful lower body!  But he still had to decide, should he start with
what must be a perfect little pair of tits?  Should he see that ass that
never even bends over in public?  No.  With her, it was best to start off
as embarrassing as possible.

   She turned slowly in place to face him, skirt still hovering.  She
stared at him in terror and he smiled in a way that let her know he was
enjoying her exposure.  Then her panties began to slide down ever so
slowly. Her eyes opened to their widest and her mouth formed a silent gasp
of disbelief.  Blonde bush!  She was a real blonde!  And all this time, the
Professor would have sworn that she wouldn't have been.  Her panties fell
to her knees.  He turned her around slowly then to get a look at her small,
but perfectly curved ass.

   He let the skirt drop to return her some modesty, then he turned her
back around.  She still couldn't talk, but her expression said it all.  She
looked relieved.  It was the perfect moment.  The skirt ripped away
completely and her mouth opened in a silent scream.

   Time for her tits.  Each button of her blouse popped off, one by one. 
Then that blouse opened wide to reveal a very reserved, white bra.  Without
any hesitation, the Professor caused it to burst open, revealing a lovely
pair of tits.  Not small nor large, perfectly proportioned to her svelte
young body with perfectly placed nipples.

   She still just stared at him wide eyed and open mouthed.  Then her tits
started to bounce.  Even as she held still, they bounced as though she were
running in slow motion.  The Professor caused them to bounce for several
seconds before changing it to a quick little jiggle back and forth.  He
made her put her hands behind her head and arch her back for one last look.

   Having taken in the tits thoroughly, he decided to examine her pussy. 
He had her take a seat in a chair facing him.  He allowed her some freedom
of movement just so she could hold her blouse over her tits and clench her
thighs together.  Then he made those legs spread apart.  Not too much. 
Just as a girl might do in a classroom without realizing.  Okay, maybe a
little wider than that.  Her shock returned in full force.  Then her hands
grabbed the sides of the chair as she lifted her pelvis to give him a
better look.  Her eyes clenched tight in shame.  This was too perfect.  He
was eyeing her beautiful little pussy at a perfect angle.  Still, it could
be a bit better.  The hair on her pussy vanished, leaving her pouting pussy
lips completely revealed.  He left the bush up front though.  (Blonde!  a
real blonde!)

   Having had his fun, there was only one thing left to do.  He stood her
up again and caused all of her clothing, both what she was wearing and what
he'd removed, to burst into remnants of fabric as small as coins.  He left
her there, blushing and naked, wondering what to do.