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 Robert had held the power of the eyes for a few days.  He wanted to use it
quickly both for his own benefit and to return it to his beloved benefactor
and uncle, Professor Enfer.  He didn't want to use the power on just any
woman though.

   He had noticed several women that had caught his eye but none that
really demanded the attention of magical stripping.  That was his problem.
Unlike his uncle, who used the power on girls he knew personally, Robert
had the idea that he would much rather take advantage of a woman that he
happened to see in public.  A stranger.

   His patience was rewarded one day when he wasn't even thinking about it.
As he walked one way down a sidewalk, she walked the other way.  Even a
ways off, he knew he had what he wanted.  She was amazing.  She was well
worth waiting for.  She was a fairly tall and statuesque woman, nearly
forty perhaps.  She had blonde hair but a dark shade of blonde, nearly a
light brunette.  Her amazing body (what tits!) was covered in a red dress
that should have actually been somewhat modest but on her was immediately
exciting.

   Robert waited at an alleyway for her to reach him.  Once she got close,
he made a show of checking her out.  Then he had her.  He used the power to
keep her walking and she breezed past him down the alley.  He followed
quickly, looking behind to make sure no one else followed.  No one else had
been close so he wasn't worried but he was going to keep an eye out just in
case.

   He kept her moving until they were around a corner, out of sight of
anyone around.  She turned to him and he looked her over as she tried to
figure out what was happening to her.  He was smiling in an odd, congenial
sort of way as he looked her over.  Then he made eye contact and asked
quietly, "Mind if I see those tits?"

   Her head jerked at the question, but then, despite herself, she slipped
the top of her dress down.  Her bra was nice, if plain.  It gave her some
great cleavage.  Robert didn't waste any time on it though.  He made her
slip the straps of it down to show him her bare boobs.  "Awesome," he said
in response to the sight of the somewhat big, very shapely breasts.  They
were well positioned with a slightly oval shape.  The nipples, a bit on the
big side, matched the shape of the breasts almost perfectly.  Robert gave a
pleased little hum then said, "Let's get rid of that bra altogether shall
we?" It tore from her body and flew up onto the roof a building.

   "I've been dying to try this," he told her.  It took surprisingly little
concentration to make her beautiful boobs bounce up and down as she stared
down at them with a shocked expression.  Up and down, up and down.  Then he
made them jiggle as though they were shaked by someone's hands. 
"Outstanding!" They jiggled so well.  Some tits just have incredible moves.

   He let the jiggling stop and made her dress slide down off of her
completely.  She stood there for him in just a pair of revealing panties,
pleading silently with her eyes.  He had her step out of her dress and turn
around.  She squirmed in embarrassment and he allowed her that, loving the
sexy movement.

   Her butt was a very nice piece of work that implied a fairly regular
amount of exercise.  It was almost big but not quite.  Her panties tore
away so that he could see it in all it's glory.  Her head turned sharply to
give him a dirty look over her shoulder.  If he had let her make any noise
she surely would have given a pretty squeal or squawk when her panties had
come off.  He had her smack one butt cheek for him.  Again, a bit harder.
he chuckled at her and her the angry look she was throwing over one
shoulder became a blush.  She had to look away.  She gave herself another
unwilling ass smack, both sides this time.

   "Ready to turn around?," he asked her.  She stared wide eyed over her
shoulder now, afraid of being seen, not only uncovered, but full frontal,
bare pussy naked.  Robert saw that wonderful apprehension and allowed her
hands to cover her.  Not those exceptional breasts though, only down below.
She had an agonized look as she stood there with only her hands to cover
her muff.  Robert smiled and gave his happily entertained chuckle again as
he made her boobs bounce again.  Bounce and jiggle and shake and bounce and
jiggle and shake.

   "You want to move a hand for me?" Of course, she didn't, but against her
will, she moved.  One hand was held up, leaving only one hand over her
pussy.  Robert enjoyed toying with her a bit.  He let that hand return to
it's place to cover her just as he forced her other hand away.  He did that
a bit, move one hand only to let the other cover.  She was now giving him a
disgusted look as though he should be ashamed.  Robert wasn't capable of
shame though so, just a bit after he had let both hands cover pussy again,
without warning, they both were raised up and he could take in the sight of
her very lovely, almost hairless pussy.  Lovely, well rounded lips were
adorned by only the smallest bit of a not quite triangle at the top of her
slit.  She thrust out her lower lip as her eyes trembled.  She was
completely exposed to him as his eyes wandered over her body.

   He stared at her smooth shaved beaver and his smile kept getting wider.
He was struck by an idea though.  The Professor had mentioned having the
best of both worlds in regards to smooth and bushy beaver.  Did that
thinking apply here?  With a great conscious effort, Robert used the magic
in a way that he hadn't considered before.  He made her nearly hairless
pussy rapidly grow some very nice bush.  It grew only to a specific length
as though it had been professionally trimmed.  It had a somewhat narrow
shape but other than that was a classic triangle of dark fur.  "Nice," he
said.  "Feel it." With that, the magic had her hand rubbing her own bush.
He began jiggling her boobs again as she felt herself.

   Robert could have spent all day staring at her naked body, but he knew
that his time had a limit.  He could not yet feel that limit approaching so
he felt somewhat safe.  Not wanting to make a mistake on his first try, he
decided to bring it to an end.  He was about to shred her clothes as he had
promised the Professor he would to every woman.  Then he had an idea.  An
inspiration.  He wasn't certain it would work and it meant risking the
breaking of his word but he had to try.  He let her move as she wished now.
He maintained the magic's hold but without making it obvious to her at all.
He continued to leer at her as she quickly pulled her dress back on.  She
was now nude underneath it and he reminded her of that.  "How does it feel
to go without anything underneath?" She glared at him but didn't answer,
her power of speech not yet restored by him.

   He watched as she trotted away a moment or two, then he followed, making
certain the magic was still in effect.  After a bit of fast walking, she
was on a busier sidewalk, several men around along with Robert still
following and watching.  He found it difficult to keep up the magic's hold
on her like this but it was time to end it anyway.  He was about to get the
big finish he desired.  Her dress ripped off of her body, flying upwards
and leaving her stark naked and screaming in the midst of a bunch of a
pleasantly surprised men.  She watched helplessly as her dress floated to
the top of a tall building.  She stared around a moment, her breasts
covered by her hands (though her bare ass and dark triangle of bush were
still exposed).  Then, with another scream, she started running.

   Robert was happy about his success.  He had kept his promise to the
Professor by stripping his lady completely and he had made the day of
several other lucky guys.