Samantha returns to class naked

The following week would be Samantha's most embarrassing to date. She made quite a stir, living out every naked-at-school dream she'd ever had. She tried to seek out help from the curses specialist, but that only led to further humiliation.

On this day, she found herself standing at the head of the professor's lecture hall, her hands crossed over her bare body, her naked backside presented to the class.

"We have the rare opportunity to study a divine curse, thanks to Samantha here," says Professor Hunt. "Has everyone here met Samantha? She's an underclassman here, so while she may not be very curvaceous, I can assure you that she's over eighteen, and it's okay for us to display her like this."

"Cute butt!" someone in the back shouts, eliciting a rumble of laughter.

"Please refrain from giggling!" says Hunt. "As you can imagine, this is very embarrassing for a young woman. And that's why we're making it our project this semester to dismantle the curse."

Samantha feels the end of his yardstick land on her left buttock, indicating where the curse is printed. She closes her eyes and grits her teeth.

"Now, what should be our first step in studying this curse?" says Hunt. "Anyone?"

Hands go up. "A full aural examination."

"Correct!" says Hunt. "So, I'm going to put on my magiscope lenses, the display of which will appear on the screen behind me. Samantha, if you'd be so kind as to hold your arms out to your sides and widen your stance..."

Samantha's eyes widen at Hunt. She looks up at the overhead screen, which is now showing a blown-up image of her, with glowing magical auras radiating from her body. She feels herself sweat as she glances back at the room. There are fully five of her crushes in attendance today, including four guys and one rather large-breasted elf girl. All five of these are watching attentively, ready to take notes.

Samantha is a very crush-happy girl.

Her face deep red and her brow beading with embarrassment, Samantha holds out her arms and widens her legs. Hunt begins his examination.

"What are we noticing?" he asks the class.

"The heaviest concentration of curse energy is around her ass, tits, and pussy," says a student.

"This is a classroom," says Hunt. "Show some decorum: The curse is concentrated around her 'buttocks', 'breasts', and 'vagina', as you can see here."

A bead of sweat runs down Samantha's neck and onto her flat little breast. She's able to watch it gather at the end of her nipple via the overhead display, then drip down to follow Hunt's gaze to her shaved crotch.

"Over the course of the rest of this period, we're going to see how the curse reacts to various stimulants," says Hunt. We'll start by gently striking it..."

"You're going to spank me?" says Samantha.

"...then we'll try a minor electrical charge, then ice, then heat..."

Samantha doesn't know it yet, but you've actually stepped back into the story line at this point. You're currently sitting in the back of the class, watching this go down, curious as to the implications of the curse. Perhaps, with a bit of tweaking, you could make it contagious.