Dorah aimed the ring at a handsome, well-built man, and fired.
A red beam shot out of the ring, and struck the man. Luckily, either only Dorah could see
the beam, or nobody had noticed.
Dorah ran in front of a shop mirror, and waited for the changes to make her beautiful. It
wasn't what she was expecting.
First, she watched as her stomach seemed to expand, becoming more like a pot-belly.
Her gut spilled over her miniskirt, quite embarassingly.
Next, her legs and thighs became thick, and she gained much cellulite. Her thighs had
easily tripled in size, and her gut now no longer looked so abnormal. She looked down at
her dimpled thighs, and could only think of cottage-cheese stuffed into a plastic bag.
Next was her top. Her breasts grew a little, and sagged. No major changes there. Her
arms puffed up, and lost their firmness, now flabby, and unattractive. Her entire chest
blew up like a balloon, as if she had been eating like a pig her entire life, without ever
exercising.
Her face rounded out, and her eyes drooped a little. She grew a second chin, and then a
third.
As she looked into the mirror, she saw a girl who looked like her, but easily weighed over
300 lbs. now! The man seemed to have taken notice.
"Well hello there gorgeous..." he said as he casually walked up to her.
'Forget this! I'll just find another man who likes NORMAL women.' she thought as she
looked down to find the ring. What she saw, horrified her. On her finger was the ring,
with a large crack right down the center.
'Oh, no no no...please no!!' she screamed in her head as she tried to put the ruby back
together. As she did, it burst into a fine red powder, and the golden band slid off. Her
heart sank.
She looked up at the handsome man. She could at least make the best of this while she
was this way.