Get the class and the teacher involved.

John muttered under his breath his incantation, lifting his influence over the class slightly. The class began to whisper among themselves, and most of them giggle out loud. They couldn't believe what they seeing. Christian Anderson was standing in front of all of them completely naked. Not only that but he was sporting a pretty impressive stiffy as well. The chatter grew louder until finally Christian couldn't help but notice his classmate's snickering.

"Is something funny?" He asked defensively. Mr. Martin finally stood up, looking a bit irritated.

"I could ask you that Mr. Anderson. Did you really think this would be appropriate?" Mr. Martin spoke as he stepped beside Christian.

"What are you talking about?" The jock asked.

"I'm talking about what your wearing. Or rather what you aren't."

Christian was taken aback. He might have looked down to check his outfit but found something compelling him to keep looking at Mr. Martin.

"Should I have worn something special today?" Christian asked his teacher.

"Something special? I would have settle for anything."

"I still don't know what your talking about."

"Your clothes son. I'm talking about how your naked."

Whatever **** had kept his eyes up finally lifted and Christian was allowed to gaze at his body. He looked down and saw his cock standing half-erect facing the class. It took a moment for his mind to process what was happening before horror overcame him. He jumped up and moved his hands to cover his groin and in that moment the class burst out laughing. Terrified Christian ran to the classroom door to escape but the door was locked tight. He ran around the front of the class looking for any kind of exit. But he was trapped. He tried to cover up as best as he could but his raised heartrate only pumped more blood down to his groin. Soon his cock was a stiff as a board and almost impossible to cover up with just his hands.

"No sense in trying to be modest now" Mr. Martin spoke. "I want your hands at your sides."

"But sir! I'm fucking naked!" Christian pleaded.

"I said hands at your sides now!" Mr. Martin shouted.

Back in his seat, John moved the doll's hands to it sides and Christian let his cock fly free in the air. But why stop there? John moved Christian's hand's behind his head and had the jock shake his cock from side to side. The room was filled with the loud smacks of his dick hitting his large muscly thighs. Students began to pull their phones out and recorded the display, much to Christian's horror. He tried to stop but he just shook his hips harder flinging his dick about.

"Is this just a joke to you? What am I going to do with you?" Mr. Martin was almost besides himself. But John had an idea of what he could do. He used the doll to prompt Christian to head to Mr. Martin's desk at the front of the class. He bent the toll forward, and Christian bent over the desk as well. He was bent down with his ass facing the class, and John was sure to spread his legs out so everyone could see his balls hanging low between them. John whispered into the doll's ear. As he did, the words he whispered came out of Christian's mouth.

"You should spank me like the bad boy I am". Christian's eyes widened at what he just said. He opened his mouth to protest himself but instead he said, "I've been naughty Mr. Martin, and I need to be punished." As he spoke, Christian wiggled his hips sending a jiggle through his ass, and causing his balls to swing.

"If that's what you want so bad, I'll give it to you Mr. Anderson." Mr. Martin took a ruler from the board and raised it over his head. Christian tried to plea for him to wait, but nothing came out. The ruler smacked across Christian's ass with a loud snap and was followed by Christian's yelp. A fine red mark was already showing up on Christian's pert rear. Before Christian could catch his breath another thwack met his cheek. Mr. Martin raised the ruler and smacked down on each cheek and four red stripes were glowing off Christian's ass.

"Have you had enough Mr. Anderson?"

Christian's breathing was heavy as he tried to breath through the pain. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes. But he was not about to cry in front of all these people after having already been humiliated like this. He opened his mouth to proclaim his ignorance in what was happening but instead he said,

"Doe should get a turn to spank me sir. I've been the worst to him after all." Mr. Martin didn't even flinch at this. He just nodded his head and spoke.

"Very well. Mr. Doe would you please come to the front of the class?"