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 A Cruel Duo

   The Professor hadn't even planned on using his magical gifts on this
particular day.  It was only chance that he happened to be near a display
of loud, vicious snobbery that he felt obligated to punish.  As it has been
noted, the Professor was way past caring if his victims deserved their fate
or not.  Still, having two beautiful but mean girls who were begging to be
brought down a peg, the justice of it was going to be delectable icing on
what would already have been spectacular cake.

   It wasn't anything out of the ordinary.  It was just two very popular
and pretty sorority girls who, for reasons probably rooted in their high
school days, felt it necessary to insult some students that were farther
down on the social totem pole.

   The taller of the popular girls, blonde with very bright hair and
sparkling blue eyes, giggled as she asked a nerdy looking boy, "Did you
really ask Betty out yesterday?  You?"

   "Couldn't hurt to ask," he mumbled.

   "Just leave us alone," the nerdy girl said.

   The other girl, a brunette, snidely asked, "What sorority was it tried
to join?  Oh yeah, there were four.  Which one accepted you?"

   "She's better off without them," the boy said.

   At this point, the Professor decided to interject.  He ambled over
happily as his power took hold over the two pretty, popular girls.  "This
way, this way," he urged them to him with one finger.  They did of course
follow, but it was much to their own surprise.  The Professor only slowed a
bit as he looked over his shoulder.  "Aren't you two coming?  You'll enjoy
this."

   The two nerds glanced at each other, then caught up quick.  The campus
had a lot of convenient little nooks and crannies for the Professor.  This
one was a little space between two buildings, hidden from view.  His two
victims were standing there quiet and afraid.  The two nerds were wondering
what was going to happen.  The Professor asked them, "You know these two
girls."

   "They're Mindy and Shanna."

   The Professor gave a playful smile as he said, "I wonder if they'll
still be as snooty after the two of you have seen their pussy lips."

   "What?" both the nerds said together.  Each had a different expression.
The boy wondered if he had heard right.  The girl looked almost viciouly
intrigued.  The Professor asked Mindy and Shanna, "Do you suppose they want
to see you exposed like that?"

   The two pretty girls looked as nervous as they were, but their voices
sounded almost enthusiastically friendly.  "Do you want to see our
pussies?"

   The boy asked the Professor, "How are you doing this?"

   "It's magic," he replied.  "Watch." He moved his hand and the girls'
clothes responded.  Nothing was revealed yet, but the edges moved teasingly
and the girls turned in place, hovering above the ground.

   "Wow," the nerd girl said.  "This is for real."

   The two sorority girls already looked very humble, but their time was
only starting.  The Professor said happily, "What was it you wanted to show
your fellow students?"

   Mindy and Shanna both said, with smiles forced onto their faces, "We
want show our pussies."

   "Yes.  Why don't you do that?  First though, let me tell the both of
you," he turned to his audience, "neither of you is to touch these girls at
all.  If you do, then you won't like what I can do to you." That was a
bluff, but it worked.  The magic only affected pretty women.  One of these
two was male and the other, while female, was rather homely.  That was
fortunate in a way.  If she had been attractive then the Professor would
have felt compelled, sooner or later, to strip her and that would keep her
from being an accomplice to a show like this.

   "We'll do whatever you say," the nerdy guy said.  "I'm Barry, by the
way."

   "And I'm Margie." The Professor shook their hands in turn and he
noticed, with pleasure, that Margie's eyes almost had more of a shine of
enthusiasm than Barry.  He had made the right choice bringing them along.
He hadn't even used the magic to prevent them from breaking any rules.  It
was much more fun this way.

   "Let's get started then," the Professor said.  In response to that,
Mindy and Shanna gave nervous expressions as they both started undoing
their pants.  The unfortunate pair of snobs looked down at their hands,
moving against their will, then up at the trio of smiling, eager faces. 
Pants slid down and two pairs of pleasant panties were exposed, both pastel
colors, Mindy's pink and Shanna's green.  Thumbs hooked into waistbands and
the girls both looked entirely panicked as they slowly, teasingly started
to work their underwear down.

   The Professor restored their ability to speak, though he regulated the
volume they could reach to avoid any screams for help.  The two sorority
girls both pled with suddenly sincere humility, "Please don't make us do
this." "We're sorry!  We really are!" "No!  Make it stop!" "ooOOooH, I
don't want to do this!" Panties were pulled down just far enough to reveal
two beautiful college girl beavers.

   Mindy, the brunette, turned her head to the side like she was
desperately trying to avoid noticing the people that were staring at her
little patch of brown bush.  Right below that, shaved clean, was a sexy
pair of lips that weren't really a full or pouting, but did stand out just
a little bit.

   Shanna, the blonde, stared down at herself making loud panic breaths,
possibly in place of a scream that the magic prevented.  Her bush was as
spectacularly light blonde as the hair on her head.  It was trimmed very,
very close in a classic triangle.  It was so close in fact that even though
her pussy lips were not smooth, the shape of them was entirely visible.

   Barry happily told the two snobs, "I can see your pussies.  We all can."

   "Stop looking!" "Oh, please!" It was obvious that they weren't through
this yet, so Mindy demanded, as though she had some control over the
situation, "Okay, you've had your look.  Now let us go."

   "I probably should," the Professor agreed gravely.  The sorority girls
almost smiled and the nerds looked just slightly dejected.  That changed
once Enfer remarked, "I'll let you girls go.  Just as soon as I've stripped
you both completely naked."

   "What?!" "What did you say?"

   The nerds were both overjoyed.  "All right!" "Give them what they
deserve!"

   The Professor had let the girls cover.  Each one had a hand over her
beaver, and a darling, helpless look of panic.  The Professor decided that
this show should be put in the hands of his fellow embarrassment
enthusiasts.  "What do you want to see next?  Tits or ass?"

   "Actually," Margie said, "can you get those pants off of them so we can
see their legs first?"

   "I want to see tits," Barry said.

   "And you will," the Professor assured him.  "But first, I think we'll
act on Margie's suggestion.  We'll keep these two sorority brats in
suspense for a bit." Besides that, he was more than pleased at the happy
participation of this nerdy girl.  He glanced at her again to make sure she
wasn't more attractive than she appeared.  Nope.  Oh well, you can't have
everything.

   The Professor waved his hand and pants slipped down and off of the
lovely young ladies' bodies.  "AH!" "NO!" He even removed their foot wear
along with them.  From waist down they had on only panties around their
thighs.  Each of them shifted in place nervously, making their beautiful
legs move enticingly.  They also both pressed their hands against their
pussies for protection.

   "Go ahead and pull those panties up girls." His victims both hurriedly
tugged their underwear back up.  Both pairs of panties were askew in that
wonderful way that only a rushed redressing can cause.  "Turn around.  Mm.
Now there's a pair of pretty pantied asses.  Look at them."

   "I'm looking!  I'm looking!" Barry said.  The girls both shot hateful
glances over their shoulders at their three tormentors.

   "Please don't make us do any more." "You'll never get away with this."

   "Of course I will.  I always do." With a lift of his hand, he caused the
panties to wedgie wonderfully.  In fact, he made them stretch in a way that
was not possible without magic.  Up, up, up the waistbands went and both
girls' beautiful buns were bared as they squirmed and moaned at the
humiliating discomfort of it.  Then, SNAP!!  both girls squawked
delightfully as their waistbands returned with stinging force.

   "Nice asses," Margie said hungrily.

   The girls realized that this girl nerd was staring as hard as the two
men were.  They were clearly about to offer some off color insults, but the
Professor muted them both.  All they could do from that point on was squeal
and mumble, which they would.  He had them both turn to the side and they
each raised one leg, cheesecake style, looking delectable.  "Those are some
nice legs," the Professor said, admiringly.  "What was it you wanted to
see, Barry?"

   "Tits!"

   "Good idea.  Let's have a look." He had his captive entertainers turn
toward them again.  Both girls pressed their hands against their breasts.
Their nervous eyes were amazing.  They couldn't speak, but it was clear
that they were pleading for mercy.  The Professor, as you all know, had no
mercy.  The girls' tops and bras were split very nicely in back and along
the arms.  Then they rolled off the girl's bodies.  He hadn't moved their
hands though, so the tits were still covered.  In fact, there were rags of
their former clothes still under their hands.  That was all that covered
their breasts, ragged cloth held in place by desperate hands.  And apart
from that they had on only their panties.  The girls were so exposed and so
mortified that they couldn't stand still.  They weren't able to anything
other than squirm in place though, and that brought a smile to three faces.

   The Professor came up with another idea for some fun torment.  He
determined to let the two girls speak, but only in response to his next
question.  "Now, only one of you will have to show us those tits.  Which
one of you should it be?"

   "Mindy!" Shanna shouted.

   "No, her!  Shanna!" Mindy said.

   They were instantly arguing.  "Come on, just do it!" "A whole lot more
guys have seen your tits, you do it!" "Fuck you, you snob!" "Oh my god,
make her do it!  Make her!" "No, not me!"

   The way they had turned on each other so completely, and the demanding
way each was willing to give up the other's tits, was a wonderful show, but
it had only one ending.  The Professor, as though he would have kept his
word, told them, "Since you can't agree, you'll both have to do it."

   "NO!" "WAIT!" But then they were both screaming as their hands were
pulled away from their chests and their boobs were bared.  They tried to
cover back up, their arms fighting the power, but they couldn't do it. 
"This is your fault!" "You are such a turncoat!" Yes, they were still
fighting with each other and that made the whole thing that much more
delightful.

   "You're both hot," Margie said, "but I think Mindy's titties are a
little better."

   "You bitch!"

   Barry weighed in, "I don't know.  Mindy's are a real nice shape but
Shanna's are a bit bigger, and those are some pretty pink nipples she's
got."

   "You quit looking, you loser!" Again, laughter was the only answer the
stuck up sorority girl got.

   "Run in place," the Professor said.  "Jiggle those titties for us."

   Much to their dread and shock, the two girls did as they were told,
running in place as three pairs of greedy eyes moved back and forth from
one set of bouncers to the other.  After a couple minutes, Mindy was crying
a little and Shanna kept letting out little moans of protest.

   "Don't worry girls," the Professor said, "we're almost done.  Let's get
those panties back down." Both pairs shot down to midthigh.  Both girls
pulled them back up quickly.  Then again the panties dropped.  Again the
girls pulled them back up with trembling expressions.  They were ready for
another panty drop, but they found themselves unable to move to prevent it.
A third time the brown and blonde bushes were bared.  The girls frantically
pulled their panties back up again, staring at the three happy faces that
were staring at them.  The Professor said, "Up, this time." In response,
the panties, instead of dropping down, pulled up, wedgieing themselves so
that both girls had their pussy lips exposed.  Unlike the panty drops
though, they were helpless to undo it.  Standing there in nothing but
panties that didn't even offer the coverage they were supposed to, the poor
girls were beyond any anger.  They could only feel the shame of their
exposure and the heat of their own embarrassment.

   "Time to mark these lovelies," the Professor said.  He pulled out his
ink bottle as he looked them over for the appropriate spots.  He gestured
and they both stood with one leg up, impossibly balanced, looking like a
bizarre little yoga class.  The girls stared in wonder as two blots of ink
floated out of the bottle and over to them.  "These will remind you of me
whenever you see them." Each girl had a large calligraphied letter `E'
drawn onto the inside of a thigh.  The Professor loved the thought of the
girls frantically scrubbing at them without success.

   The pair of unfortunate girls fumed indignantly as they stared back at
all the eyes staring at them.  Then, with no warning, their panties were
torn completely off, baring them totally, bare buck naked.  The anger
changed into mortified embarrassment again as they tried to put their hands
over their beavers, but couldn't.  The Professor let them try, but whenever
their hands got close to protecting any pussy, it was like a magnetic field
prevented it.  Barry and Margie were laughing hysterically at the
humorously failed effort at cover.  The sorority girls complained, "Stop
laughing, you creeps!" "Please just let us go!  Please!  We swear we won't
tell anyone!"

   Of course they couldn't tell anyone.  That was part of the Professor's
power.  He smiled and decided to let the entertainment end anyway.  "Okay.
It will be our little secret then.  But I'm not letting you put your
clothes back on." The ragged bits of cloth around shredded to fine little
elements that couldn't possibly be used for cover.  The Professor told his
two fellow witnesses, "I hope you enjoyed that."

   "Oh yeah," Margie said, still eyeing the girls greedily.

   "They certainly deserved it," Barry said.  All three of them strolled
away, leaving the naked girls to cower nervously.