my own mom!
I couldn't understand: when I expressed my wish I hadn't recognized her, but when she started to shriek, there, naked, she was undoubtedly my mom!
Quickly I wished she got her clothes back, but my wish wasn't granted.
My mom was there, trying to cover her tits and pussy. There were five other people around, who were staring at her. I tried again a wish, but again it didn't work. Then mom started to run away, toward our house, while I remained there, still, asking myself what had gone the wrong way.
I started to walk toward home, too, trying to keep myself as calm as I could. I tried to put together the whole puzzle: more I thought about it and more I was sure the woman wasn't my mom, when I expressed my wish. But as soon as it was granted, she *become* my mom. Yes, I was sure of it.
But why? I wanted to know why the ring had interpreted in such a way my wish.
And then I could hear a voice: powerful but nice, the one speaking appeared quite amused: 'Now I'm going to explain how We work.'
"Who is talking?" I asked, turning around, seeking for someone.
'Oh, sorry, boy. I am the Spirit of the Ring. The Ring and Me work together. No one else can hear Me, so stop spinning around and speaking aloud, or someone could think you're gone crazy.'
I stopped and looked more calmly around: there was a person who was staring at me, but then, when he realized I had noted him, he went for his own way.
"Who..."
'I said to be quiet, boy. I can hear what you want to ask even if you don't speak.'
'Who did you say you are?'
'Gosh. I hate to repeat myself... oh, well, I hope it's just the shock: I am the Spirit of the Ring. The Ring and Me work together. Him has the power but can't communicate. I can communicate but have no power. And no, We are not just one thing, exactly like a rider is not just one thing with his horse.'
I was shocked. But the ring seemed aware of my next question even before I thought of it.
'I transformed the young lady in your mom just because I knew you'd liked her more than the lady herself. Do you remember what the old witch said to you? It will grant your fondest wishes! Not just your wishes, but your fondest wishes. This is My job: interpreting your wishes making them even more appealing to you. And you are a little pervert who wanted to see her mom naked and humiliated.' And the the Spirit gave out a powerful belly laugh. If you can speak of "belly laughs" about a spirit.
'Oh, come on,' -he insisted- 'don't play around with Me. I know it. I can read your mind. I know, just for example, you have written erotic stories on the net about mommies enslaved and fucked by sons.
I blushed.
'But now don't get ashamed. In Our long, long lives this is one of the most innocent wishes We have to grant. And anyway We transformed the lady in your mom, but she wasn't your mom. None has happened to her, because I could feel you had some resistance to let it happen really to her.'
Eventually I managed to get out a thought: 'Why the lady didn't get her clothes back when I wished for?'
'Because you didn't want it really. It wasn't one of your fondest wishes!'
In the meantime I got at home.