I was thinking on what I could try with this ring. Apparently, I really could do anything with it.
Maybe I could try some of my nastier fantasies?
"Alyssa, I wish for you to be my girlfriend instead of my Harem Girl"
Alyssa blinked hard for a moment, and when she opened her eyes she said "Joe, remind me what we were doing?"
Time to get dirty, I thought devilishly. After all, I could always undo it.
I silently wished for Alyssa to lose a great deal of her bowel control and suffer from incontinence.
Immediately, Alyssa's eyes widened as she ran frantically to my bathroom, not even bothering to close the door behind her. She fumbled with her jeans, but it was too late. A loud fart erupted from her butt, followed by shit in her pants. A dark stain spread across her pants as she pissed uncontrollably.
"W-what the hell is happening to me?!" she panicked.
She finally managed to get her soiled pants off as another turd landed on the floor, and quickly placed her butt on the toilet, tears in her eyes, as splashing sounds from the toilet could be heard caused by her waste.
At this point I looked outside the window to the street. I spotted a women in her late twenties, with short blond hair and a decent bust. She was wearing jeans and a striped skivvy. I wished for her to be in my house. She shimmered slightly and appeared next to me.
"What the-" she began. I quickly wished for her to freeze, and she did. Her eyes were stuck, widened and her mouth was open. I amused myself by grabbing her boobs and spanking her twice.
"Joe... what's going on?!" I heard a moan from the toilet. I nearly forgot about that.
Alysssa seemed to have answered nature's call for now, standing up. So I proceeded to the next part of my plan.
I wish for Alyssa to keep crapping and pissing and for it to have no ill effects on her body such as her growing thin or anything.
Alyssa, who just managed to stand up, began to sob as once again brown crap erupted from her bottom and pee leaked down her legs. I decided it was time to make it slightly less cruel for her.
"Alyssa, I wish for you to wear diapers and for the clothes on the floor to be clean."
Immediately, the clothes on the floor dried up and all waste traces disappeared from them. Around Alyssa's waste, a soft, disposable diaper formed, which immediately filled up with her excrement and piss. I turned to the frozen blond women and wished for her to think she was Alyssa's mother, unfreeze, and not notice me. The woman's still contorted expression softened, and I could see she was actually rather pretty.
But at that moment my attention was diverted as I made a silent wish for Alyssa. Suddenly, Alyssa let out a shriek and had begun to shrink. Her breasts shrank, her face seemed younger, fresher, and freckles began to appear on it. She was approximately 15 but was rapidly de-aging as he breasts shrunk completely, her limbs shortened and thinned, and finally her face filled out with baby fat as a 2 month old infant was sobbing on the floor, looking at me pleadingly.
I wished for Alyssa to regain control of her body as she had at that age and retain her mind.
Alyssa then said "Woobgalgba!" and immediately clamped her mouth shut at the realization she could only speak as babies do. I smiled from ear to ear. This was better than I thought.
Meanwhile, the blond woman turned to Alyssa and said "Ally, there you are! Why are you crying?" she wrinkled her nose. "Ah, I see someone used their diaper". The comment made 'Ally' renew her weeping.
"Awww, there there, don't cry honey, mommy's here!" the woman said encouragingly. "You must be hungry!". This gave me another idea. Another silent wish, and the blond woman's breasts jiggled slightly as they increased in size, filling up with mother's milk. The woman, who after another small wish I knew was named Karen, lifted up her skivvy and unhooked her bra, picking up what she believed was her baby in the process. As she removed her bra and her full, dripping breasts sprang into view, Alyssa's eyes widened as she realized what Karen planned for her. I wished for "Ally" to cooperate but be fully aware of how embarrassing this is. The baby continued to weep as it sucked on her "mother's" nipple, and I walked away, offhandedly wishing that tomorrow those two women would wake up in their own houses, with any wishes I made reverted upon that time and them thinking this experience was a particularly strange dream.
Upon contemplating I knew neither of them, I wished for them to remember this day as it would've gone if I never intervened and for their reality to reorganize to accommodate those memories.
All of that, however, would only happen tomorrow, and for the rest of the day they would be loving mother and less than happy baby.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud at how great this was. So many possibilities... What next?