Lower students' morality

You laugh softly as you snap your fingers. One by one, your demonic power lowers the young students' inhibitions, gradually eroding their moral centers until all that was left was rot. Unfortunately you weren't very powerful for one of your kind, and therefore such alterations to a mortal's soul was temporary, lasting only for an hour or two. Thankfully, that was more than enough time for what you had in store...

The only two people whose moral compass you didn't change was Miss Sullivan and Gavin. You left Miss Sullivan alone since you enjoyed the look of dread and terror on her face. As for Gavin, well, you left the redhead alone because his moral center was already delightfully twisted. He had always behaved as a class clown, sent on more than one occasion to the principal's office for making off-color jokes and inappropriate remarks. He also delighted in the misfortune of others, finding many inappropriate things funny and loving it when his fellow students failed. Although that old joke about gingers having no souls wasn't actually true, Gavin proved very much to be the exception to the rule. He was an utter twat, and you loved his horrible dickishness. The poor fool would probably end up in hell once he died since he was such an asshole.

Once your spell was cast, a distinct change occurred in the classroom. Looks of fear and confusion were quickly replaced with leering and amusement. The boys looked upon their teacher with lust, while some of the girls giggled at the woman's current predicament. Miss Sullivan's eyes widened in horror when several of her students took out their phones and began to snap pics of her, some even setting the devices to record video and film her naked state.

"Stop this at once!" the pretty brunette shouted, though her voice cracked with fear and desperation. Her students only laughed and continued to film her.

"Sorry, teach," Gavin grinned at her, pointing his own phone (which he had picked up off the floor) as he activated the camera and began to record. "But we need to film this moment for posterity. It's not everyday that our milf teacher strips down naked to show off her smokin' hot body."

"I did NOT strip down!" Miss Sullivan shouted, her eyes looking around desperately. It was only then that she noticed her clothing was missing. She saw that someone had tossed her pants in the trash, while the ripped up fragments of her green silk blouse was being passed around the class for the students to examine, much like a worksheet for a test. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw that her panties were currently being sniffed by James Mitchell, an honor student who had always been well behaved and treated her with respect. She almost fainted when she realized that the boy had pulled out his penis from his trousers and was openly masturbating.

What the hell was going on?

"So, teach, what's on the lesson plan today?" Gavin asked with a sleazy smirk.

"W-what?" Ms. Sullivan stuttered, still in shock.

"For class, you dumb slut," Gavin said harshly. Ms. Sullivan flinched; having a student openly call her a slut in class felt like a physical slap to her. "You're a teacher aren't you? So teach us!"

The rest of the students cheered, many laughing and whooping in amusement.

"Yeah, teach us something, Miss Sullivan!"