An unveiling

“Well?” Victoria asked impatiently.

Lauren was too focused on not falling out of her jeans to concentrate.

“Urgh” Victoria groaned “You were always more focused on your appearance than learning the art of witchcraft. Well, we’ll start on changing that today”

And with that, Victoria went to move but at that second, Lauren blurted out a spell.

Both went still for a second.

Then the lights in the room went out for a few seconds before turning back on.

Lauren’s attempt had failed. And she knew it.

“Pathetic” her mother said, with a mix of disappoint and pleasure at what would happen next.

Victoria skillfully maneuvered her hands. Lauren tightened her grip on the weakened jeans as she felt herself falling again. A split second later and she felt the inevitable sharp tug that launched her pants in the opposite direction. Letting out a scream, Lauren felt her jeans wrenched from her grasp.

She then experienced the dreaded sensation of being stripped against her will. First, her panty covered ass sliding out from the seat of her pants. Then her legs and feet sliding through the denim material. Her legs flailing as they kicked at thin air. And with that she was dumped on to the floor. Pantsless.

Lauren lay on the ground breathless and trying to gather her senses. There was now nothing covering her lower half except a pair a black lace underwear that barely covered her ass.

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Victoria chuckled to herself. Hopefully this humiliation will make her daughter take this training more seriously.

Or maybe, she needed more convincing?