Attend an art gallery.

The college gallery was upon them, and Alan was ecstatic about the whole affair; in addition to being an ardent purveyor of the arts, this time the university allowed him to put up a bakery stand. But one of the things that excited him most was the opportunity to see his very best friend Amy and her art— she always had something delightful to display, and the handsome young man expected a treat for the eyes. The ghostly girl was expecting even more of a treat from him.

What Amy’s crush didn’t know was that she was already here watching him with a wistful gaze; ogling his taut ass, the shape of which was only emphasized by the apron strings around his waist. Undressing him with her hazel eyes, she wondered how that boy could make a bake sale sexy.

Then, Amy decided to make his situation a whole lot sexier.

Alan had just handed a customer a lemon cupcake when a pair of invisible hands whipped the apron off his waist and slapped his bubble ass; when the unsuspecting hottie turned around, Amy giggled at his cute yelp, then yanked his shirt off his body, all the way up to the ceiling to let it float for a spell.

The lady with her cupcake stared in confusion—and more than a little joy—as the hunk she just patronized bared his chest. Blushing a bit as the girl eyed him, Alan thought about how he definitely didn’t mean to lose that garment.

When hapless, unsuspecting Alan jumped up to get his shirt back from its trip to the sky, Amy took the chance and shucked his pants down to his ankles— before removing them completely along with his shoes. She gawked hungrily, her crush was now in just his socks and tight underwear…

And did I mention how goddamn crowded this gallery was yet? Because there were women absolutely everywhere.

Invisible, horny, and mischievous, Amy started ringing the bell and crashing pans together to draw their attention to the bashful boy she’d just stripped.

A couple members of the girls’ track team slowed down to wolf-whistle as they caught sight of a cute guy jumping around in his boxer briefs. Humiliated by their catcalls, Alan tried to throw his arm down to cover up his large dickprint, but a spectral hand stopped the attempt cold, letting more giggling women gather around to watch the boy as he squirmed.