She introduces herself

The de-nerdified young woman sticks out her hand. "My name is Jasmine Decker," she says, "I'm a research student in grad school; I've been attending here as a student as part of my graduate thesis."

"That doesn't make any sense," you say, shaking her hand after moment.

"Would you like me to explain it to you?" She asks, looking at me slightly askance.

"...No, that's ok. I think I get it; you're not a real student here."

"That's right."

"Joe Donnely," you say, gesturing to yourself, "Now, how did you make your glasses disappear?"

Her smile quickly fades away as you speak, and her face becomes quite composed and serious. Stepping towards you so you're only inches away, she glances over her shoulder, looking nervous for the first time.

"I took them off while you were looking away, and tucked them in my pocket," she murmurs to you, sliding a pair of thick glasses half-way out of her pocket, taking care to make sure no one else could see.

This girl is so weird.

Before you can respond, you hear a voice behind you.

"Joe!" It's Diana, a little out of breath as she runs up to you, "Where did you go? We really need you to help finish the class!"

"Oh, right. Agh, sorry, Diana, it just...it was getting a little too weird you know? I felt really on the spot with all those girls, and, honestly a little lecherous. It just...didn't feel real."

Diana pauses, taking a breathless moment to brush some of her dark hair out of her eyes. "I understand, Joe, it's a strange situation. But the girls really do need to cover this material." Her eyes meet yours briefly, then dart away again. "What if...what if you only demoed with me for the rest of the class. The girls can just watch?"

You feel your dick harden at the thought. Well that's a relief, you were starting to think it was out of the picture for good.