“I wish I could freeze time!” You say impulsively. You looked ahead; “Junko” had stopped moving, the same, lust filled look in her eyes aimed at you. You moved over; she continued staring where you’d been. You notice she wasn’t blinking and, on further inspection, she wasn’t breathing either.
You walked past her and looked out the window of your office - every car was simply stuck in place. Time had frozen, just like you’d planned.
Another wish - “I wish I wasn’t so horny right now.” Instantly, you felt your thoughts clear up; however, there was still a level of sex filling your mind, and the woman of your dreams definitely wasn’t helping. That would have to wait.
You walked back to your desk and sat in your chair, massaging your temples, trying to think of what to do next.
After a while, you made another wish.
“I wish I knew what Joe’s done with this ring thus far.” You said. A rush of knowledge entered your brain.
It wasn’t quite as bad as you thought, though you made a silent wish to alter women’s clothing again - this time to “slutty yet presentable.” Women would show more skin than usual, but not to the level that Joe had made.
You decided to use the ring to do some good for a change.
“I wish Jean had her dream job making as much money as she wanted instead of being my receptionist.” You wished. Jean no longer worked for you; she now had her own practice in another state.
You looked over at Junko. Maybe... maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to have her around. You pondered a bit.
“I wish every change that I make can be reversed and that I know how to do so.” You said. The ring glowed once again, fulfilling your wish.
Now... now you could do whatever you wanted, guilt free, right?
“I... I wish I lived in a woman’s only world, like the one I’m imagining.” You said, an idea forming.
You felt a wave erupt from the building as every person on earth turned into an attractive woman between the ages of 20 and 40, never to age further unless you reversed the wish. In addition, you’d eliminated poverty, world hunger, and the need to use the bathroom as well as all medical diseases.
“Oh... wow. That felt better than I thought. I wish I had a mirror.” You said.
You walked over to the mirror.
“I wish I had the body I’m currently imagining.”
You watched as your wrinkles and body hair disappeared, immediately making you around the age of 20 and with especially smooth and luscious skin. Your stomach firmed up, toning appearing. Your D cup breasts rapidly expanded to J cups, firm and perky like huge implants. Your hips and ass followed suit, giving you the body of a porn star. Your hair grew next, into huge black pigtails. You felt your libido level rise up back to the level you’d had - apparently, a subconscious part of you wanted to be really horny. You were sure you’d find it interesting after you’d turned the world back to normal.
“I wish my job would change to the one I’ve fantasized about.” You said, watching as the ring did its magic.
Your office became much more relaxed; Junko was now sitting on a plush, comfy couch. There were suggestive posters of half-naked women on the wall - former clients of yours.
In this new world... you were a “Sluttification Specialist.” You took women in who wanted to be... sluttier, and gave them their wish, both mentally and physically. And right now, Junko, your dream woman, was one of your clients. You felt yourself get wet at the thought of changing her.
“This... this is incredible.” You said with a smile.
“I wish I had an... appropriate outfit on.” You said. A slutty librarian-esque outfit appeared, complete with lingerie underneath.
You sat down on your own couch - which had replaced your office chair - and unfroze time.
“So... Junko, you came all the way here just to see me?” You said to her. Your new voice was absolutely erotic; even hearing it yourself, you could feel yourself getting turned on.
“Yes, doctor. I taught myself English and flew to America to see you.” She said, with a huge smile on her face.
“I’m honored Junko! So, what can I do for you?” You asked.
She answered...