Bobby slipped the ring on and instantly felt a surge of power flow through his body and mind. He thought he felt something else as well, a tiny, whispering voice in
his head. Just as quickly as it came, it went. "All right," Bobby thought as he looked down at the shining jeweled ring on his finger, "let's see if you're worth it."
As Bobby walked he saw a couple of girls that he knew from school standing outside, smoking underneath a large tree. From the look of it they seemed as if they
were trying not to be seen. They were talking and laughing as they secretly flexed their rights for teenaged rebellion. As he watched, Bobby realized he
remembered only one of the girls names. "Kari," he thought as the sight of her took his breath away. Shoulder length, straight blonde hair framed her flawless face
which was adorned with crystal green eyes and full red lips. All the guys at school were after her, with good reason. There was only one flaw with her...
"Kari... cheerleading bitch", thought Bobby. He smiled as her crossed the street toward her.
None of the girls acknowledged his approach until he spoke.
"Hello girls." Bobby nodded repectively. "Hello Kari."
The girls simultaneously rolled their eyes, tilted their pretty little heads downward and looked at Bobby. "Yes?" Kari said with venom in her voice. She looked at
Bobby like he was a bug, beneath her notice.
"You know, Kari, smoking is bad for you." He said.
"I give a shit." She said and blew smoke in his face.
"It quickens the aging process. You might want to be careful, that's all." Bobby's newly aquired ring started to glow.
Then Kari's face became confused. She felt as though something was wrong. Her eyes became wide and frightened as she dropped her smoke and felt her
forehead. Her friends stepped closer, "Kari, are you alright?" one of them asked.
Kari watched in confusion as she watched veins start to show and become pronounced underneath the skin of her hands. It
seemed to her that her fingers were thinning and becoming bony. She felt a little winded. "I...I feel weird." She said. Then it all caught up with her.
Kari's beautiful face started to sag a little. She felt gravity pull at the skin on her face as it became looser. She reached up and felt her face as she looked around at
her friends who were rubbing her back and kept asking if she was
alright. Underneath her bony hands hands she felt her peviously smooth skin shrivel. She let out a surprised yelp. Her face was collapsing and wrinkling right
underneath her hands! She looked again at her hands and she saw the skin was now withered and shaking. Her body was another matter altogether. Kari looked
down at her chest as she felt her breasts shrivel and droop down onto her wrinkled, loosely hanging belly, which was once firm and taught, in her now strained tube
top. Her back was aching and arching forward, the skin shriveled and hanging in folds now. The once taught skin of her arms and legs now hung loosely off of
fragile bones instead of toned muscle. Her entire body shriveled and shrunk and sagged, with much more skin exposed than Bobby would have like to see. Kari's
previously shoulder-length blonde hair was now scraggly and draping thinly down her exposed, sagging back. Her stick-like arms hung at her sides and her rings
and bacelets slipped off her fragile, bony fingers and thin wrists. In sandles, even Kari's toe ring had slipped off her withered toes as they became knarled and
curled.
"Kari, it's gotta be this kid that's doing this to you!" one of her friends yelled. "Run away, quick!"
A raspy, shaking voice was barely audible as it passed through cracked, wrinkled lips. "I.....I...can't....
I'm...too...too...weak....." and with that, Kari, once beautiful from head to toe, collapsed to the ground, a shriveled, sagging, feeble, one hundered year old woman.
Too weak even to stand, much less run away.
The girls all surrounding Kari slowly backed away and looked at Bobby with horror and tears in their eyes. Bobby bent over to pick up the cigarrette Kari had
dropped, and took a long drag.....
"Kick the habit girls, it's bad for your complexion."
And with that, he went in search of other experiences as gratifying as that one as he....