"Are you fucking with me?" my friend Greg asks as I hold out my ring for him to see. "You've got to be fucking with me." Several months ago, a young woman on the street dropped it in my hand saying "it would magically change my life." Now, as the two of us were hanging around my house with nothing to do, I decided it was as good a time as any to fill in Greg on my secret.
"I swear, I'm being completely serious," I reply. "Anyone who puts on this ring magically transforms into a middle-aged Latina woman named Veronica who thinks she's my wife. And so does everyone else. It's crazy!"
"What? Are you telling me people think you're married to a Hispanic milf?" Greg questions. "Jake, you're an 18 year old white boy. No one's going to believe that."
"It's the ring. The magic makes them believe," I desperately try to explain. "In fact, you've met Veronica before. We had a threesome. You just don't remember because she only exists in peoples minds when someone's wearing the ring."
"Hold up, are you saying you have sex with this woman?" Greg wonders. I give a hesitant, sheepish shrug.
"Not on purpose," I reply. "Veronica has this strange hold over men. Whenever she touches your penis, you feel... well, it's hard to explain."
"Sounds kinky. I'm in," Greg teases, snatching the ring from my hand.
"Greg, don't!" I shout. "Seriously, it will mess both of us up. I just took it out to show you."
"Come on, Jake. This is a dumb prank. Even for you," Greg says, slipping the ring onto his finger. He glances at me with an amused smile. "Oh no! I'm growing boobs!" he shouts sarcastically as he breaks into laughter. A second later, Greg's chuckles turn into moans of pleasure as two gigantic orbs of flesh erupt from his chest. Changes quickly began to happen across his entire body. His hair darkens and drops below his shoulders, his skin becomes perfectly tan, and his body shapes into a smooth hourglass figure. As Greg's clothes shift in a tight workout outfit and his body begins to age, I find myself looking back at the smirking face of Veronica.
"Hi, Veronica," I hesitantly call out as she steps forward.
"Hi, Sweetie," Veronica replies, brushing a freshly manicured hand against my arm. "I've missed you."
"Yeah, about that," I began. "I'm going to need-"
"Jake! Veronica! Dinner's ready!" My mom suddenly shouts from downstairs. It seems my family's memories have already shifted to the new reality.
"Too bad. I guess we only have time for a quickie," Veronica pouts.
"A quickie? What does tha..." My words fall from my lips as Veronica slips a hand down my pants and squeezes my hardening cock. I immediately fall under her spell. I stare lovingly at Veronica's face, growing lost in the beauty of her dark eyes. Meanwhile, she pulls out my cock and wedges it firmly between her tits. She eagerly begins sucking away at the tip.
Pleasure rolls through my body and quickly begins to rush through my rock hard penis. A stream of cum fills Veronica's mouth. She swallows every last drop, licking her lips as she pulls away. Slowly, I come back to my senses. I groan as I start to realize what just happened.
"You're going to regret that later, Greg," I grumble to Veronica.
"Who's Greg, Sweetie?" she asks. I don't bother to reply. Veronica quickly threw on a dress, and we went downstairs to join my family.
"There's the happy couple!" my mom calls out as Veronica and I arrive at the table. She was already seated, waiting patiently along with my father and sister.
"How are things going between you two?" my father asks.
"They're OK, Dad-"
"They're fantastic!" Veronica replies, cutting me off. "I sure do love my Jakey!" She suddenly leans forward and plants a gentle kiss on my lips. "I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight, you won't be able to walk for a week," she whispers mischievously into my ear. Before I can respond, she pulls down the top of her dress and flashes me her tits. Mortified, I glance over to my family, but my parents are just staring at us lovingly while my sister ignores us on her phone. I guess the ring only lets others see Veronica as my loving wife. I do my best to ignore her and sit down for dinner.
After a long, uncomfortable meal full of hand holding, pet names, and stories about a marriage I had no recollection of, I was finally able to pull Veronica away from the table and into the bathroom.
"What are we doing in here, Honey?" Veronica questions. "Do you wanna have some fun?" She starts to move a hand toward my crotch.
"Actually, could I see your ring for a second?" I ask, reaching for her finger without waiting for a response. I snatch the ring from her finger in slip it into my pocket, sighing in relief as I watch Veronica melt away, returning to Greg's masculine features. Greg stares at me open-mouthed as his identity slowly returns.
"You weren't fucking with me. I had boobs and a pussy. I thought I was your wife!" Greg shouted.
"I tried to warn you, Man. but-"
"I sucked you off! I swallowed your cum. And I remember liking it!" Greg interrupts. "Why'd you do that to me?"
"Hey, you're the one who grabbed my cock," I shot back. "Don't try to blame this on me."
"How are we ever going to be friends again if every time I see you I remember what your cock tastes like?" Greg asks.
"Oh, don't worry about that. In a few days you won't remember anything about being Veronica. Not unless someone else is wearing the ring." Greg doesn't reply. He just stares back at me in abject horror.
A couple hours later, after Greg had finally started to calm down and gone home, I sat by myself in the living room, watching TV. The door suddenly opens and my mom walks into the room.
"Goodnight, Sweetie. I'm off to bed," she says, gently ruffling my hair. "Did you and Greg have a good time today?"
"Yeah, it was fine," I reply. She turns around to leave, when the glint of something on the couch catches her eye.
"Is that a ring?" my mom asks, reaching down to pick up the piece of jewelry.
"Mom, no!" I cry out, but I'm too late. She slips the ring onto her finger.
"What is it, Jake?" she asks as her features begin to shift into a more slutty form and her skin begins to darken. In practically no time at all, I watch my mom transform into my new wife.
"Veronica, please don't. Not her. Anyone but her," I beg.
"Come on, Baby. It's time for me to make good on my promise from earlier," Veronica murmurs into my ear. Before I can react, she pins me to the wall, slides her hand up the leg of my shorts, and aggressively grips her fingers around my cock. And that was it. I find myself falling deeply in love with her, needing her more than anything else. She guides me back to my room, where my twin size bed has magically transformed into a king. She strips off her clothes, revealing her perfectly enhanced breasts and lies back seductively. She spreads open her legs, inviting me in. I pull out my solid cock and eagerly stick it deep into my mother's velvety folds. "Oh, yes! Just like that, Jakey!" she moans with pleasure as I begin making love to the most beautiful woman in the world.
