I don't know what to do, thought Joe. This is too big for me. I need advice.
And, immediately, Joe settled on a plan. He went to his church. It was a mega-church on the outside of town. As his mother had been one of the largest donors to it, he was admitted into the office of the Reverend Graham Williams immediately.
Quickly, Joe told the story of the old woman giving him the ring. Rev. Williams gave Joe a smile.
"Now, Joseph, what've you been getting into? Your mother's wine cellar? I don't blame you, she has a fine collection of vintage wines. But what would you even do with a 'magic ring?'"
"Well, Reverend, I've been using it to transform people."
"I beg your pardon?"
"It's a fantasy I've had all my life. I've always thought the idea of transforming myself or others was fascinating. And when I imagine doing it to a woman, WOW!"
The Reverand Williams looked at Joe with an expression Joe couldn't make out. Was it disbelief? Or -- no, it couldn't be disgust! Surely, Reverend Williams could understand a great fantasy like Joe had just described!