I woke up the next day with a question on my mind: Should I take advice on this?
If I was going to ask someone what to do with these strange new-found powers there was only one real option: Mark.
Mark was my best friend since the beginning, there was no-one else in the world with a closer train of thought that could maybe help me decide just what to do, what to wish for.
I showered and got dressed. Then I sat myself down at the breakfast table only to find myself far too excited to eat: my stomach just couldn't take it. I told my Mom I was heading to Mark's which was far from uncommon and dashed across the street, nearly getting hit by a car in the process.
Once at Mark's house, I found myself out of breath, but I still had strength enough to pound furiously on the door. Mark's Mom answered.
'Are you okay Josh?' she asked, looking at me with puzzlement in her eyes
'F-fine thanks Ma'am, is Mark in?' I wheezed.
'Sure, go on up'
'Thanks'
The sight of me in my dazed state apparently took Mark aback as I entered his room - I could tell by the look on his face, but it also made him curious enough to hear out my tale in its entirety. Once I caught my breath that is.
'There's no way' said Mark sitting on the bed.
'It's true' I protested 'I teleported myself form a street to my house! I can even try again if you don't believe me.'
'No!' gasped Mark in disbelief 'Are you actually serious?!'
'Deadly' I confirmed 'So what do we do?'.
'Look, if it is true... Can I have the ring for a minute?'
I came to Mark with the idea of sharing the ring in the first place but now when he mentioned actually touching it I was hesitant. The ring was mine and I didn't want it to leave me. It was almost like the Ring form Lord of the Rings, the strange attraction I felt to it.
But Mark was my best friend and I couldn't chose a piece of metal, no matter if magical or not, over him. I handed Mark the ring and saw him put it on his index finger..
'Now, IF it is true..." he still didn't look very convinced. I wasn't sure I would be... "I wish that every time I clicked my fingers... every female in the country aged between 10-50 years old would wet themselves'.
I saw the ring glowing for a second or two and I heard Mark whispering 'Whoa... It seems it is true in the end...'
'Mark, what did you do?!' I shouted
'You heard me. It's time to put women in their place bro, we always said we should be in charge... Now we can humiliate them'.
'This is dangerous' I tried to warn him. We were supposed to discuss how this ring can be used safely not to pull out something like this.
'Nah, c'mon outside... Let's try it out...'
Mark stepped outside and I had no choice but to follow. We stood outside and saw a variety of people walking back and forth across the busy street. Mark felt sick with excitement, I felt queasy. Would this work?
'Here goes nothing...' said Mark and clicked his fingers.
It was like throwing a switch. All up and down the street all the women and girls paused in their tracks and looked down below for an explanation as to what was happening. Most of them screamed as they emptied their bladders, some were wearing skirts which made the splashing all the more visible. Brothers laughed at their sisters as they peed themselves, husbands ran to reassure their crying wives, young girls looked up at their mothers in shock and delight as they found the high and mighty adults experiencing humiliation previously reserved for only them.
Mark laughed. I felt guilty but couldn't help but smile. We watched for a while before heading back in.
'What do you think it'll say on the news?' asked Mark, 'think they'll dare report it?'
'Who knows' I answered, my mind buzzing.
'So long as we don't tell anyone we'll be fine.' sniggered Mark.
We walked past the bathroom as Mark's Mom emerged. She had cleaned herself up but was clearly embarrassed as she forced an awkward smile. We returned to Mark's room and sat awaiting the news to appear on television.
'I feel like the most powerful guy on the planet' said Mark.
I sat and wondered... Were we allies? Or should I try to get the ring back? If so, how could I do it without Mark simply wishing me to stop? I didn't know...