Okay, listen, I know most of you probably feel that I'm a pervert right now and I just want to make it clear that if I had known her dress would have actually disappeared, I would have done something...not so dramatic. Thinking quickly, I returned her clothes and ran off before anyone noticed that I had been looking at her the whole time, it was happening. Stupid move I admit but I didn't consider erasing memories or anything in the rush to get away.
I got to my house and thought about what had occured earlier that day. It hit me that since I had this ring I could do whatever I wanted, but where to start? Not knowing which, I got all of the stories I had ever written, which was a vast amount seeing how I secretly dreamed of becoming a world famous author. I wrote everything from the common actions, dramas, and even occasionally romances and comedies (Not a good comedy writer for those who are interested.) to strange stories consisting of people transforming into various forms.
I flipped through different stories until I found one I liked it was...