That's not all

As Miss Sullivan tries to cover her bra with her hands, Steven is flat on the floor, pulling the shirt from his head, which is when he notices the other problem.

During the fall you'd done a little more manipulation, popping the clasp on his trousers, which now are tied around his ankles. Not only that, but thanks to your powers, you've made his underwear vanish, erasing his memory of putting them on this morning.

Miss Sullivan and Tabitha are both greeted with the view of Steven's erect cock, pointing straight at the two of them.

"Fuck!" Steven screams, covering himself with Miss Sullivan's torn blouse, as Miss Sullivan darts behind the desk beside Tabitha.

It's all enough to finally break Yasmin. She quickly leaps out of her seat, having seen all the problems that have been happening so far, and dashes for the door, finding it still jammed. "We need to get out of here!" She suddenly begins to panic, tugging hard at the door.