”I wish girls’ clothes covered the important stuff but still showed off a lot,” said Cassie’s mother.
Once again, a shower of sparks emerged from the ring, spinning around the room and then whooshing toward the ceiling.
Halter tops faded into existence on both Cassie and her mother. Cassie saw that the vinyl top she had in her hand no longer had cutouts that would keep the breasts uncovered, but it now had an extremely deep V-cut that would show off quite a bit of cleavage. Not only that, but both her skirt and her mother’s skirt had shortened noticeably, barely even covering their asses.
”Yeah, that’s better,” said her mother. “Guys shouldn’t get to see our tits unless they pay for it.”
”But they’re seeing just about everything else!” protested Cassie. She then realized that her top was tight enough that it showed off the adornments her mother had inadvertently wished for. “And I’ve still got my nipple rings!”
”You should be thanking me -- you didn’t even have to get a needle through ‘em,” pointed out her mother. “Hell, I wish all girls had some stuff between their legs that made ‘em horny all the time!”
As the ring emitted its stream of sparks, Cassie decided she would forcibly remove the ring from her mother’s finger. She took a step...
...and suddenly felt cold metal in spots where she’d never felt it before. It was accompanied by a wetness that she had felt before, but never so suddenly, or so intensely.
”Holy shit!” exclaimed her mother, her eyes rolling back in her head. She plopped into the chair at Cassie’s makeup table and quickly hiked up her skirt and pulled her thong aside. Cassie sat on her bed and did the same, finding that there was now a silver barbell through her clit hood and a couple of silver rings through her labia. She started manipulating them, electric shivers running through her body. Her mother wasn’t even trying to stay quiet, gasping and moaning with every movement.
Cassie soon brought herself to a toe-curling climax, fluid squirting onto her hand. From her mother’s near-simultaneous scream, she could tell she had done the same. Nothing changed after the orgasm, though -- Cassie didn’t feel much relief, and still felt equally horny. She continued playing with herself.
Her mother had managed to remove both hands from her crotch, but her genitalia still glistened with a thick coat of fluid, the silver jewelry shining in the light. “What the fuck? I came, but I’m still ready to go again.”
”You wished we’d be horny all the time,” Cassie said through gritted teeth.
”That did feel real good, though,” said her mother, one hand sneaking back to play with the jewelry that dangled from her clit, although she was looking at the other hand, the one with the wishing ring on it.