She knows a spell that just may help...

The solution came to her in a flash. She'd learned a spell that offered the illusion of clothing! The best translation she'd managed to get was "This spell will grant the caster the pleasure of walking freely, while seeming clothed in the manner of his choosing to all others. All he must do is imagine what he desires to wear, and speak the spell." Alice grinned broadly, realizing she might not have to find clothes after all!

She quickly thought of a suitable outfit: jeans, T-shirt, sweatshirt, sneakers and socks, something normal which wouldn't attract attention. She uttered the spell, looking at her reflection as she did so. As she finished the incantation, she felt a slight tingling around her body, and her reflection seemed to shimmer a bit, yet she still appeared naked! The cold seemed to recede, however, and she looked down at herself, and sighed with relief as she could see her chosen outfit on her body. She smiled broadly as she looked down at herself. This was perfect! She could walk around school naked, and no one would be the wiser!

Unfortunately, she still didn't have the key, so she'd have to go through the front doors, but that wasn't a problem anymore. She started walking towards the front of the school, feeling a faint breeze against her front, then paused a moment as her foot sank into a pile of snow. She could feel it squeezing between her toes, yet it wasn't cold. It was the strangest feeling, realizing she could actually feel the air blowing against her skin, and the snow melting underfoot, yet not being bothered by it. This spell was amazing! It sheltered her from the elements, made others think she was dressed, and yet it also allowed her to feel everything else unhindered. A faint warmth tingled in her loins, as the full import of what she was about to do settled into her mind.

The bell rang, announcing five minutes to first period, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. She'd wasted more time than she'd thought! She broke into a run, still amazed at the sensations of the snow seeming to caress her bare feet, and the breeze against her skin, and rushed for the front door. She rounded the front of the school, her feet slipping and sliding in the slush, then slowed to a walk as she made her way to the doors. The rough concrete beneath her soles gave way to scratchy carpet, then cool tile, as she felt the building's heat caress her nipples and pussy, seeming to wrap its' way around her body.

She had but a few moments to get to her first class, which was?