... attracting LOTS of attention.
But, suddenly, I didn't care. I appreciated how attractive the woman
was, and that the ring had worked. But, beyond that -- eh.
I didn't feel like putting her clothes back on her. I looked around
at the crowd that was gathering, but, what I noticed was a pigeon on
top of a nearby statue.
"I wish this woman would turn into a pigeon," I whispered so softly
that I knew no one would hear me.
Instantly, the woman shrank. Her hair receded, she grew feathers, her
feet turned into talons. She WAS a pigeon.
I looked at her for a second, as did everyone around her.
I waited for what seemed the appropriate amount of time, and then, as
others had started to do, I turned and walked away.