"I wish I wasn't so horny right now," I whispered to myself, not thinking. And, right away, my hard-on-in-progress vanished! That was something I hadn't thought about before, using the ring to "cool myself off," so to speak. I could see advantages to that. Being able to date a girl but not being out to get her pants off right away -- girls liked that, I knew. And, then, if a girl became horny herself later, I could use the ring to bring myself "back to attention."
Anyway, I waited, and am glad I did. I got to overhear Mrs. Bockman on her cellphone, talking to a friend, complaining about all the "young hoodlums" Brad had here at the party. She also thanked heaven that Brad didn't know any of one kind of person, or he'd no doubt have them here, too.
And I knew what I wanted to do.
A few minutes later, I was in the room where the party was mostly happening, and I saw Mrs. Bockman enter. I stopped talking to Marie (one of the cutest friends I had) and called out "Mrs. Bockman! Could you come here, please?"
Looking irritated but trying to be polite, Brad's mom came up to me with a forced smile on her face.
"And now, if I can have everyone's attention?" I announced to the room.
"Jimmy, dear," said Mrs. Bockman. "What are you going to do?"
"You asked me earlier today if I was going to do any magic tricks. Well, I am, and you're going to be my assistant on the first one!"
"Jeffy, I don't think ... "
"Relax. I promise you won't be a frog or anything."
She glared softly at me as I took off my cape and threw it over her head. Everyone was watching as I muttered a wish. There was a puff of smoke (something I decided to add so no one got too suspicious - yet), and I whipped the cape away from Mrs. Bockman.
She was still in the outfit she'd been wearing when I draped the cape over her. But I'd knocked about 20 years off her, and she was now in her late teens or early twenties. But more startling to my audience was the other change I'd made.
Mrs. Bockman's skin was now a deep, dark, lovely brown. Her hair had changed from strawberry blonde to shining black. Mrs. Bockman was now one of the hottest black women I'd ever seen.