Jen pointed the ring at the second twin, currently locked in a passionate embrace with her sister turned
boyfriend. Deciding to help the two of them along, she decided that they might as well form a matched set.
Pointing the ring carefully so as to avoid hitting the already transformed twin, she whispered "his ideal
girlfriend". The second twin was too distracted to notice the as the magic began affecting her, and kept right
on making out with her new boyfriend. But as time passed her efforts became more and more intense, signaling
an increase in her sex drive. She began grinding her hips against her boyfriend and running her hands through
his hair, not noticing as the nails on her hands lengthened and her hips widened, stretching the fabric of her
skirt. Her ass followed her hips, plumping and firming even as her waist pulled in.
Jen watched as the girls body started lengthening, her legs stretching longer and longer until she was
barely shorter than her boyfriend. Jen could also see the girls skin darkening, but it didn't look like she
was tanning. Jen's suspicions were confirmed when the discoloration reached the girls face and her hair began
turning jet black. At the same time, her eyes became slanted and more oval shaped as she began the
transformation into a stereotypical asian girlfriend. Jen waited for the inevitable breast expansion and was
not disappointed as the girls chest ballooned out at least two cup sizes. Last of all her clothes shifted into
a cliche schoolgirls uniform, complete with knee high white stockings.
Meanwhile, the tall, dark haired girl had not stopped whimpering since the first girls change, and Jen
found herself rather annoyed at the childish display. Remembering that the ring was capable of making a target
carry out actions as well as cause changes, Jen decided to creatively put a stop to the girls blubbering.
Pointing the ring at the frightened girl, she hissed "orgasm when afraid." The targeted girl was looking from
one friend to the other in terror when she noticed a sudden warmth in her lower extremities. the girl was too
confused to recognize the feeling for what it was, but she guessed that it didn't bode well, which only
frightened her more. She felt the warmth increasing, until her cheeks were flush and a dampness suffused her
panties. Her arousal, inexplicably linked with her fear, began to skyrocket out of control as the one fed the
other. Jen watched as the girl's hips bucked and her back arched, short gasps of pleasure replacing her
previous cries, as the girl came harder than she ever had before.
But climax brought only temporary relief, for once the haze faded the girls fear returned, magnified by
experience of having seemingly lost control of her own bodily functions. Within seconds, the buildup was
complete and she came again. And then again. And again, uncontrolled fear bringing more orgasms, one after
another. The girls hips buckled, and Jen saw a dark stain forming at the crotch of the girls pants. The poor
girl, meanwhile, was completely helpless. The pleasure seemed to come in waves, sometimes causing short,
shallow climaxes rapid fire one after the other, and other times causing unbearably long explosions of ecstasy
that left unable to do anything but lie there and twitch. Unable to calm down, and thus, unable to stop, the
girl finally passed out, putting a stop to her misery, at least for the time being.
That left just the last girl...