Wonderful image by Lewd-ZKO(Work on my second book has been a rollercoaster, and I'll have more to say about that soon enough. In the meantime, enjoy this little ENF concoction I mixed up. There's a dash of EUF, a splash of fem-dom, and a hearty helping of hypnotism. Bon appetite!)Lucina rushed down the street, clutching her wool coat tight to keep out the cold wind. She couldn’t believe that she had to park so far away from the community college- “but I suppose that’s New York for you,” she thought. She was in serious danger of being late to her first day on the job, teaching English to recent immigrants. It wasn’t a flashy job, but education was her passion, and besides: Lucina would do anything to help someone in need.And sometimes, even the best of us are punished.When Lucina clipped past an alley, wobbling on her heels, a voice called out to her. “Please help!” Lucina gritted her teeth. She was so close! But she had to at least check on this person. So she peered into the alley, brushing her cute shoulder-length brown locks out of her face.A woman waited there, with dirty blonde hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. Lucina was taken aback for a minute- this woman looked so out of place with her model good looks and piercingly confident eyes. It was only the tattered leather jacket she wore, and the plastic grocery bags at her feet that gave away a sense of poverty. The woman smiled when she saw Lucina.“Oh, thanks much! I work for a charity, and we are in serious trouble, babe. Donations are at an all time low. Our poor, innocent mothers and children are gonna find themselves in serious trouble this winter.”“Oh my goodness,” Lucina sighed sympathetically. “What’s the name of your charity?”“The Poor Innocent Mothers and Children Fund,” the blonde woman said, quite soberly. Lucina crinkled her nose just a bit.“Oh, um, I’ve never heard of it. It sounds- well, I don’t mean to be rude, but it sounds fake, you know? It’s very on the nose,” Lucina babbled. The blonde woman placed her hand on her chest and drew back in exaggerated shock.“I’m devastated! Why the hell would I lie about such a thing?” she said, the corners of her tightly drawn crocodile smile twitching.“Oh, I’m sorry!” Lucina said, even though she knew she was being perfectly reasonable. That was something that always bothered her about herself. She was very suggestible to other peoples’ pressure. It had gotten her in a lot of trouble in her grade school days! But, those times had passed. Why was she still here? There was something about this woman’s piercing blue eyes.“If it makes you feel any better, I don’t even need money. We’re having a clothing drive right now. Anything to clothe our Poor Innocent Mothers will help,” the woman said, staring right into Lucina’s wide doe eyes.“Well, as you can see, I don’t really have anything to give on me,” Lucina said apologetically, turning in a circle to demonstrate. “But I promise I’ll come back to you, if you just tell me where you’ll be tomorrow-““Oh, that sucks!” the woman cried, flipping her ponytail. “We really need something tonight, babe. Are you sure you can’t give some of the clothes you’ve got on?”Lucina froze, and blinked her brown eyes slowly. Surely she hadn’t heard correctly. “Did you just ask me to take off my clothes and give them to you?” Lucina asked. The blonde woman bobbed her head cheerily. Lucina fidgeted uncomfortably. This didn’t feel right. “Well, I’m sorry, but no! I mean- it’s so cold, I can’t even give you my coat. I’m really sorry.” The woman bowed her head in exaggerated solemnity.“Oh me, oh my,” she said, in a remarkable imitation of Lucina’s sickly sweet speech. “Well, if not that, maybe you could at least buy a little craft project our Poor Innocent Children worked on?” The blonde woman rummaged around in one of her plastic bags, and pulled out a slightly bent piece of papercraft. It was made from alternating bands of pink and green, suspended in a spiral cylinder between two blue caps at each end. “It’s only ten bucks.”It was purely the making of wild, impatient children’s hands, not even worth 50 cents, and yet, there was something mesmerizing about it to Lucina. The stripes seemed so clean, so vibrant. As the woman turned it over in her hands, the colorful bands seemed to blend and swirl. The cold, dark New York night had become something very hot and explosive. Lucina swooned as the stranger turned the cylinder faster and faster, faster and faster. It felt like the blonde woman was saying something, but Lucina just couldn’t focus on the words.Finally, the teacher-in-training felt faint, and wobbled in place. The woman jumped forward to catch her. “Are you alright?” she asked with concern, staring again with those powerful blue eyes.“Yes, I think I’m okay,” Lucina said, rubbing her forehead. “How embarrassing! Well, in any case, I’ll buy it. For the kids.” She took her pocketbook out of her purse and reached for ten dollars. It felt like she was grabbing more, but when Lucina looked, it was just the single ten-dollar-bill. The blonde woman grinned widely.“Fantastic! And you said you wanted to donate some clothes as well?” she looked at Lucina expectantly. Lucina frowned. She had already explained this.“No, I think you must have misunderstood. I’m not giving you the clothes I’m wearing, and I don’t have-” Lucina stopped short. She had just noticed the big shopping bag full of clothes she was carrying. How could she have forgotten? Lucina’s pale white skin turned a rosy pink. “Oh! I am so sorry. I am in just such a hurry, I’m letting the most obvious things slip my mind!”“No worries, babe! We’ll be quick about it,” the blonde woman said with a devious smile. “Why don’t you let me see what you’ve got there?” Lucina began to sort through the shopping bag. The first thing she pulled out was a navy blue wool coat. She shivered. It was a good thing she had this on hand! With a night like this, when she was wearing a coat and still felt this cold, she couldn’t imagine how a Poor Innocent Mother must feel.The blonde woman ran it over in her hands. “This is so nice and so damn warm!” she sighed, as she folded it over her arm. “Thank you so much. What else do you got today?” Lucina reached into the shopping bag again.This time she pulled out bright blue mittens. She flexed her cold hands. “Those poor women must need these so badly during such a frigid winter!” Lucina mused, and the blonde woman nodded enthusiastically.“What else?” the blonde woman said. Lucina dove back into the bag. It felt like it was a weirdly long time before she pulled anything out, but finally she found a light yellow cotton blouse.“It’s even unbuttoned and ready to wear!” she joked to the blonde woman. Lucina liked this blouse a lot. It reminded her of one she had bought not too long ago, attracted by its warm color and how it made her feel enveloped by sunshine. Right now, though, she felt so damn cold, especially around her arms and stomach. This winter seemed to be getting more brutal by the moment. Lucina felt very proud handing over the blouse to the blonde woman.The sunshine yellow shirt joined the wool coat and the mittens over her arm. “I see you have even more! You’re so generous,” the blonde woman said, blinking her luminous eyes. Lucina hesistated, but dug back into her seemingly bottomless shopping bag. Her arms felt like they were covered in goosebumps, but they came out holding a navy blue skirt.Lucina shivered and shuddered. It seemed like everything she gave this strange woman reminded her of how cold she was. Now her legs felt a little like icicles. “I, um, it’s a bit unusual how I forgot to button up all of these,” Lucina said, frowning. “Sorry about that.”“You’re fine,” the blonde woman giggled, draping the pleated skirt over the bright blouse. Soon enough, the woman’s arms were also filled with translucent black pantyhose and a pair of tan heels. It was funny, Lucina thought. It was starting to look an awful lot like the woman was carrying a full outfit. An outfit very much like something Lucina had put on this morning. Lucina started to feel a little dizzy again, and looked down at her feet.She gasped. It looked like she was wearing nothing but a bra and panties. But that was impossible, right? Lucina was a grown woman, a smart woman. She wouldn’t have just taken off all her clothes in the middle of the street, right? Her vision became blurry, and Lucina couldn’t quite tell what she was wearing anymore.The blonde woman gently shook Lucina and lifted her chin until her eyes were locked with the piercing blue ones of the stranger. The blonde woman smiled reassuringly. “We’re almost done. Don’t worry, babe! You are being such a big help to me!” Lucina’s vision cleared, and her worries melted away. She nodded and smiled. She sure still felt cold, though.“Just a couple more things in that bag, I think,” the woman said, and Lucina rummaged through it once again. When she pulled out the next item, she blushed a deep pink. Somehow, she had put one of her bras in here- specifically, a pale pink cotton one. It was no-nonsese, without any decoration, it wasn’t even pretty. Why had she done that? Charities don’t accept underwear. She had basically just shown off her embarrassingly small cup size to this stranger- AA.“Oh my god, I am really sorry,” Lucina said, pulling the bra back with a nervous laugh. “I know charities don’t take underwear for health reasons.”“We actually do!” the blonde woman smiled. “We’ve come up with a special procedure to make it safe. And our Poor Innocent mothers don’t mind. They’re just happy to have new bras!” Lucina laughed. How fantastic this charity was! It was a shame she had never heard of it. She delicately passed the bra to the blonde woman. Lucina could have sworn she saw the woman cringe, but that couldn’t be. Still, the stranger dangled the bra out apart from the other clothes she carried.Lucina dove back into the bag one more time. She groaned and blushed when she pulled out the last thing- a pair of white cotton bikini panties. This charity might accept underwear, and bras were one thing, but this was just so personal. Lucina was really not the kind of person to give away used panties. Particularly when they were so dowdy- they even had the “Hanes” branding stamped along the waistband in girly pink cursive.Even the blonde woman had widened her eyes- although, she seemed to be looking at Lucina’s crotch, as if she was trying to imagine the panties there. She shook her head and laughed. “It’s so hairy- er, very generous of you to donate something so...intimate!” Lucina grimaced something like a smile, blushing furiously. She slowly, painfully, handed over the panties, shivering from head to toe. The blonde woman took the panties with just the lightest grip of her thumb and forefinger and dangled it away from her, along with the bra.“Thank you so much for your very generous donation to the Poor Innocent Mothers and Children Fund!” the blonde woman laughed, loading the clothes into the grocery bags. She stood up and flicked her finger through a tall stack of bills. “It takes a true innocent like you to make the world go round. So I thank you for what has to be one of the most...memorable...nights of my life.” The blonde woman took one last, puzzling glance at Lucina’s crotch, stifling a giggle. Then she disappeared into the alley, shaking with joyous laughter.Despite the absolutely biting cold, Lucina swelled with pride. “It might have been a little embarrassing,” she said to herself, “But you’ve made a real impact on those poor people’s lives.” And with that, she picked up her purse and dashed off to the community college. For some reason, she couldn’t quite find that shopping bag.The encounter in the alley had definitely made her late- 15 minutes now. She would have to find a way to make it up to the students. But for now, she was just looking forward to getting out of this frosty hell. She could feel... well, she could feel her nipples shooting out at attention like saluting soldiers. Lucina would have to make sure to keep her coat on for a while until they went down.The college was very quiet at this time of night. Lucina passed only one older man on her way to the classroom. He behaved very strangely, staring at her and practically dropping his jaw to the floor. What a weirdo! She was privately very glad that a class full of men and women awaited her just a few yards away. Lucina took a deep breath and threw open the door.“Bienvenido! ‘Alaan bk! Huanying! Hello!” Lucina called out cheerily. She was a little put out to find all her students just staring blankly at her. A few of them had that ogling look that the man in the hall did, actually. She decided to go on- perhaps they were just intimidated. “My name is Lucina Cianci.” She turned around to write it on the chalkboard, disappointed to hear snickering already. She sighed. Maybe it was just best to open up. “I know this will be difficult, but I only want to help. Is there anything I can do to make this easier for you?”The students erupted in a flurry of languages, laughter, and exclamations. Lucina listened hard to pick up on an individual word she could understand, anything at all. Finally, she picked up on a couple of deeply blushing Hispanic woman, murmuring the word “desnudo” over and over again. Which, of course, meant, naked, but Lucina didn’t quite get the significa-Mid-thought, an icy dread creeped through the teacher’s entire body. She remembered that moment in the alley, where she thought she had been dressed only in her underwear. With great difficulty, Lucina looked down at herself.It felt like her neck joints were made out of lead. But when she finally saw her arms, they weren’t wearing her nice warm coat, or even her sunny yellow blouse. Her waist wasn’t cinched into her navy blue skirt, and there was no smooth shimmer of black pantyhose on her legs. She didn’t even have a pink bra over her breasts, or white panties on her hips. She was truly, ridiculously, fully naked.Lucina tried to scream, but only a dismal squeak came out. Her cute, tiny breasts sat bare on her chest, dark pink nipples jutting out in the cold. Her petite, soft butt trembled in the stale classroom air. And her forest of little dark brown pubic curls glinted faintly in the florescent light. She had just come to her first teaching jobs ever, without a stitch on.A very confused looking young Chinese man raised his hand. “Is this demonstration of genuine American culture?” he asked. “Very informative. Always thought American girls had bare vagina and big boobies.” Lucina buried her face in her hands.