Holly Depping, my supervisor from work! I hadn't recognized her at first because at work she always wore suit coats or a big lumpy sweater coat. Before I'd wished them away she'd been wearing some kind of strappy top and jeans that had showed off her figure.
Holly was maybe 5'4" in heels. Naked she was maybe an inch over five feet tall. Her brunette hair covered her bare shoulders but didn't reach her breasts. She was in her early thirties and carrying some extra weight, though as she spun around trying to figure out where her clothes went I certainly didn't mind the jiggle of her rounded ass. Even if she did have chubby thighs. Pity none of the extra weight had settled on her tits, but maybe with my ring I'd be able to fix that!
Her hysterical screaming had attracted way too much attention, so I wished that while she was naked no one but me would be able to notice Holly consciously. I figured I'd better add that last part so people wouldn't always be walking into her or mowing her down with their cars. Another wish and, like Holly, people wouldn't be able to notice me consciously unless I wanted them to.
I strolled across the street and moved through the crowd of confused pedestrians. A cop had finally shown up and was trying to get statements. Holly, one hand stuffed between her legs and the other covering her b-cup tits was standing beside the cop sobbing and screaming at him. Her voice was starting to get horse, and the tears were really making a mess of her face.
I decided perhaps I should make some improvements to Holly, just to see what the ring was capable of.