...Butch noticed my ring lying on the ground. Obviously it had fallen off when he had grabbed me.
"Don't touch that!" I screamed, but Butch had already snatched the ring and put it on his finger. I tried to grab it from him, but he stuck his arm out and held me back, staring in fascination at the ring.
Butch looked up at me, leering. "So you think you can make wishes, do you? Would THIS have something to do with it?" he said holding up the ring on his finger. "Let's see what it does" he said, with an evil grin on his face. "I wish I was the strongest man in the world!"
Nothing seemed to happen. Butch stood still for a second and looked down at himself to see if anything had changed, but he looked exactly the same. Still 6', still muscular for a 17 year old, still the good-looking jock he always was, but there was nothing to suggest that he had become the strongest man in the world.
"Well, let's see if it's worked" he said, and with that he grabbed me round the neck with one hand and easily lifted me 2 feet off the ground as if I weighed nothing!
Amanda gasped and I stared in shock and fear at the sight of Butch's immense strength.
"I think I could have some fun with this!" he said, smirking. Then he looked at the ring on his finger and said "I wish..."