Looking at her, she appeared to be a middle-aged black woman. She was quite chubby, but not to the point
of obesity. Her skin was a deep chocolate brown, and her black hair was in a pixie hairstyle. Her fat lips
were coated in shiny red lipstick, while her nails were painted the same color.
Willing her clothes back on, I was amazed at my newfound power. She looked shocked for a second, and made sure
that she was fully clothed. Confused, she went on her way.
Making myself invisible, I decided to follow her. A few minutes later, she arrived at her house.
It was a small, single floor dwelling in the suburbs, and she seemed to be the only one living there.
Sitting down on her couch, she decided to watch TV.
I willed myself to know more things about this mystery woman, which I wasn't sure I could even do. But sure enough,
my mind was filled with information about her.
Her name was Wanda Booker, and she worked as a principal at a local high school. The youngest of 8 siblings, Wanda always strived
to outperform them. Wanda was married for around a decade, but divorced before having any kids. Her greatest desire was to
do more then just be a principle, like be a CEO or politician. In addition, she always wanted to have kids, but now felt like she
was too old to do so. Another one of her desires was to live out her sexual fantasies, which ranged from normal to truly bizarre.
After pondering for a moment, I eventually decided to use the ring's power to...