You looked at her more carefully as she shrieked and tried to cover up. She was stacked! Your eyes seemed to magnetize to her chest, those big, bouncy mounds so absolutely irresistible to the eye. A rather noticeable bulge grew in your pants. But hey, every guy walking down the street was probably going through the same feelings.
That reminded you! She was probably dying of embarrassment over there! In a pinch you mumbled to yourself. "I wish nobody but me would notice that she's naked." And like that, everybody turned and went along their day as if nothing had happened. You looked down at the ring in awe. "So much power."
Out of the corner of your eye, you spy the woman walking down the street, her curvy body swaying freely with each step. Set free from the confines of her clothes (not like they were all that conservitave to begin with). As she turns the corner, a very odd and rather repressed wish comes out. "I wish I had a pair of tits like that." You said, almost longing for that jiggling sight
Almost as soon as the words came out your mouth, your chest starts to feel uncomfortably warm. It was almost as if you had two misquito bites under your nipples, which were now making two very obvious tents in your plain white tee shirt. You reach up to inspect, only to be met with a wave of immense pleasure that brings you to your knees with a booming moan. Once again, the people meandering through the streets. As the lumps on your chest fill out and push against your shirts, a young girl runs up to help.
"Mister!" She shouts as she comes to your side and kneels down. "What's wrong mister? Are you okay?"
You try your hardest too respond with a yes, no, or anything really. But all you manage to do is moan as your new breasts filled out. The almost searing heat was bad enough, but when the girl gave your bust an experimental poke, it was too much. Your erect member had never been so hard, nor has it blown a load that fast.
Now everyone is watching as a 20 something year old guy who's doubled over in pleasure busts a nut in his pants with the help of a middle schooler. You need something, anything to get them to forget or to make this transformation stop.
In an attempt to say "I wish they would forget" and "I wish I was normal again", You manage to moan out "I wish this was normal!" And after feeling some sort of ripple, you pass out on the sidewalk. The world going black and the last thing you see being that little girl with a distressed look on her face.