Jake decided to look at the section of the store labelled "Gay Clique Rings". He could see bundles of shiny silver rings loosely sitting in stands, each set with a large sign at the front. "Bear", "Otter", "Twink", "Cub", were just some of the signs sitting in front of the stands of rings, there were even rings for sexual positions and fetishes, "Top", "Bottom", "Size Queen", "Leather Fetish", "Foot Fetish" among others. Each type of ring had a different symbol imprinted on the band, a paw on the bear ring, a flag on the twink ring. "Makes sense, quite literally gay cliques, embracing labels I guess" Jake thought to himself, "Actually... I'm not even sure which clique I belong to".
Jake was momentarily puzzled as he noticed that each of the different set of rings actually seemed to be unique sizes as well, he also noticed fine print on the signs in front of him, "Please note: Effects from rings are permanent and contagious". A strange thing to have as a disclaimer, a poorly phrased allergy warning perhaps, he thought. However, he quickly put these thoughts out of his mind as he became more and more drawn to the strange lustre of the different rings in front of him.
"Not sure which group I belong to, but can't hurt to try a few on to see how I feel about it I guess". He ran his fingers over the stands holding the groups of rings upright as he decided to try on the...