Kelly Cressfeld, the hottest girl at my community college.
As she continued to shriek, I thought I'd better do something about this quick. I wished that no one else besides me, including herself, would realize that she was nude. Suddenly she stopped shrieking and looked around as if to wonder why she had been doing so. Every other passerby on the street didn't give her a sideways glance, so I knew my wish worked. Wow, I thought. What could this ring do?
Just then I looked up to see Kelly crossing the street and approaching me. I began to cast a worried look as she crossed the street. Apparently not having any shoes on didn't bother her either, as she did not react like she was walking across a rough surface. But I decided it would be best for her not to be injured, so I wished that she had a pair of sandals on her feet, and that she would act like they had been there all day.
Her beautiful C cup breasts bounced slightly up and down as she jumped up the curb and walked over to me. "Hey, Joe, how's that English paper looking?" she said. We were in the same English class and traded comments back and forth from time to time, but never anything more. So this came as a total shock to me.
"K-Kelly, hey, it's OK. I guess," was all I could say, sounding like a complete jackass.
She picked up on it right away. "What's wrong, shocked to see me talk to you outside class?"
I admitted, "Yea, a little. Also the fact that I didn't see you coming over." Yea, I thought. Also the fact that you're totally beautiful and totally nude. I think that would make any guy stammer.
"Well I didn't see you until a minute ago, and you're the only familiar face I saw. Joe, did you hear me scream a minute ago?" she asked.
Uh-oh, I thought. Does she remember her clothes disappeared? I wished she didn't. I quickly realized that my thoughts just made it so she did not. "I heard a scream, but I didn't know it was you," I lied.
"Huh," she says. "This is really bothering me. I know I screamed, but I can't remember why." Her expression changed to one of puzzlement. Then a shocked look developed on her face. "I remember now!" she said. "It's because I lost my mail key! Dammit!" She tugged open the flaps of her purse and began to frantically look for her missing key.
Still feeling guilty about what I had done to her, I wished that her mail key, no matter where it actually was, would appear in her purse so she could find it. A few seconds later and she shouted, "Yes! Here it is!" She pulled the small silver key out of her purse and held it aloft in triumph. "Whew!," she breathed a sigh of relief, "I need this after all." Then she looked back at me and said, "Sorry to trouble you with my problems."
"No, it's no problem at all," I said. "You do need to get your mail."
She smiled at me, the most beautiful smile I had ever seen in person. "You know what?" she said. "We really should get to know each other better. I was going to grab some lunch, do you want to come with me?"
I thought for a minute. This was getting intersting. An nice, old lady gives me this ring and I make the women I yearn for totally naked and unaware. But now she invites me out without me using the power I've been given. "Sure," I said as I kept my mouth from saying something more desperate, "I was just going myself."
"Where were you headed?" she asked, throwing her long, brown hair back over her shoulder.
"Over to Sherman's," I said. Sherman's was a cozy little diner with great food that not too many people knew about.
"That's amazing!" she shouted. "I was going there too. Let's go!" She turned and walked in the direction of Sherman's, giving me a great view of her amazing ass. I quickly followed her, catching up so we walked side by side.
This day was certainly getting interesting.