Many long minutes came and went as Loretta Jones lay back, contemplating her next move.
Yes, this Ring clearly had some Power to it, now the question was, what to do with it.
Obviously, one thing she had every intention of doing was laying Ryan Low, but still hadn’t come up with a good enough idea. One that would be perfect, for one such as him.
“Oh, how I’d love to reduce him to the pathetic little snake he is.” She hissed, but could she do that?
Well she had managed to change that idiot construction worker into a woman and back again, but could the Ring change a targets species?
“One way to find out.” She resolved to test its limits, pushing herself back up and into the bathroom.
Where she proceeded to strip herself down to absolutely nothing, save the Ring she intended to really put through its paces, her reflection staring back at her in the only full-height mirror she had. With a decent C-Cup, and little body fat, plus longish brown hair, she was a pretty good looker if she had to admit it, but she had something rather drastic in mind.
“I wish, that I were a Lizardwoman, green scaled, 6ft4, well-built and with a massive bust, free to dress however I see fit, with no other being able to notice, or react to this.” Loretta said the words that would start it off.
And immediately was brought to the ground as pain seared through the totality of her being, to even scream an impossibility with her skin rippling, warping, hardening into rough scales. Pain that only increased with her skull Crunching down, her jaws wrenched forwards, teeth spat out to be replaced with needle-fangs. Then came the claws, tearing through her nails as she curled into a foetal position, new bones forming at the base of her spine, to be covered in muscle and scale and nerve. Hissing rasps all Loretta could make thanks to her eyes changing both shape and position, a slight widening of her field of vision and a forked tongue that lashed about.
How long she lay there in agony, she would never know, but at long last, it did subside, the swelling of her mammaries completing the self-inflicted transformation, the Ring‘s wild pulsations unnoticed to her through all that.
Still, she needed more minutes to recover sufficiently to force her hands flat on the tiled floor, to slowly rise, and witness.
Focus returning to her eyes, the first sight to greet Loretta were her own arms and hands, a dark teal-green tipped with white, then her own elongated snout (a lighter green on its front and front of neck) which housed her now orange-gold eyes. The same lighter green she could see on her abs, and the nipples and areola of what had to be F-sized breasts now!
Kneeling, her attention was drawn to her new appendage, one that (with a little bit of effort) she found she could move easily enough. Now able to stand once more, she was actually unbalanced for a moment, her new tail, and greater height needing time to adapt to.
But adapt she did, and looked herself over. Flexing an arm, then a leg, outline of muscle could be made through the thicker outer scales, managing to bring a smile to her stiff mouth.
“This. Is more like it.” Loretta hissed, surprised at her own rasping voice before she started to enjoy it.
Now for the next part. Out of the bathroom, and to the small wardrobe where she pulled out a long black overcoat to slip on, and a pair of lather knee-height boots to protect her feet.
“I wish these clothes would fit me.” She added upon realising that they were now too small for her larger build.
“Perfect.” She completed her new look, deliberately leaving the coat open at the front to show herself off, for once in her life, free to do so, with no fear of testosterone-poisoned fools taking advantage of her.
“Time to hit the town…” She picked up her purse, keys, and took the first steps of the beginning of her remaking things, putting the men in their place, starting with
“That Snake Ryan won’t know what hit him, until it’s too late.” She hissed, chuckling to herself as she passed by others, themselves paying little heed to her appearance, and near non-existent attire.
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What Loretta couldn’t have realised, however, was that somewhere else, someone else had been watching her. From the moment she’d made her first wish, its power had been detected by this one.
“A Snake, huh?” This one looked to his own Ring, its centre holding a gem that glowed a crimson hue. “Well thanks for the suggestion. I was waiting for an excuse to do this.”
Ryan Neeson - for it was he who wielded the Ring that not only shielded him from others, but kept him alert to any changes that might occur through such Powers - rose from his desk, clad in scales of tan and brown, a serpent’s head, filled with envenomed fangs sat atop broad shoulders, limbs packed with heavy muscle, though lacking a tail that he saw no need of. A pair of the most expensive black shoes his sole item of clothing he wore, and a monstrous erection that leaked white fluid.
“I’ll have fun with you tomorrow.” He promised Loretta, his own reptilian gaze turned to the City Lights, free hand stroking his massive shaft.