Before Brian could finish his sentence, I interrupted him by saying, “I knew that would be your immediate
reaction, so just to prove something to you…” I filled up the glass with water again, held it in front of me
and said, “I wish that once I drink from this glass I’ll turn into the same thing as Brian.” I quickly downed
the glass of water and slammed it down. I just grinned at him.
“I can’t believe you,” he said. “You want to be an airheaded blonde bimbo that almost looks like a live
Barbie doll?”
“Sure,” I said. “Just to see what it’s like.”
“You better not forget how to change us back!” Brian pleaded.
“Fine,” I said. “I wish that no matter how airheaded I become I won’t forget how to use the ring’s powers.”
I glanced at the ring and saw that my fingers looked different. They appeared to be thinner than before. The
ring, however, clung tightly to the finger it adorned. Just like the old woman said it would, I thought. I
noticed then that my fingernails were growing longer. “Look, it’s starting,” I said. “This is weird,” I
giggled.
Brian looked at his own hands and they were changing in the same manner. “Oh, this is trippy,” he said. “My
hands are getting smaller. And look, the hairs are going away.” Brian giggled in much the same manner I had.
“I know, right?” I agreed with a giggle. I felt my shirt getting loose. I also thought I might have been
shrinking slightly. A pressure built in my chest. I felt my nipples press against my shirt. It immediately
produced a sensation I’d never felt. The extremely pleasurable sensation continued as the shirt suddenly felt
tighter. I realized what was going on. “I’m growing tits,” I said. I put my hands on my chest. “Oh, god,”
I exclaimed.
I looked at Brian who stood in stunned amazement at the sight of two objects steadily growing out from his own
chest. The two expanding globes pushed further and further out from his body. It didn’t take long for the
buttons on his button down shirt to show visible strain. One by one they snapped and shot off in all
directions. Brian slid the remnants of his shirt off his shoulders. His breasts continued to grow larger.
My own breasts were growing as large as his. They quickly ripped through the polo shirt I wore. I
aggressively tore the tattered cloth off my body to see my marvelous new tits. We looked at each other and,
as if we shared thoughts, walked over to each other and rubbed our hands on each other’s breasts. It was
obvious we had never felt anything like this before. “They’re so big!” Brian exclaimed. With another giggle
he added, “I love it!”
“Me too!” I giggled. I had to back away from Brian as I felt something happening in my waist. I felt around
my stomach and found that it was flatter than I could ever remember. My waistline also contracted several
inches. I felt a bit of pressure as my waist grew tiny. As one might expect my pants fell from my waist and
right to the floor. My boxers soon followed suit, leaving me in my birthday suit. Brian was left with the
same predicament.
While my waist continued to narrow my hips and ass changed in opposite manners. My hips flared out and were
soon wider than my waist. I was growing into that desired hourglass figure. My ass was also quite literally
rounding into shape. I had to put my hands on it to feel the flesh expanding between my fingers. It caused
me to giggle again.
I looked at my legs and found they had grown thinner and were now completely without hair. I tried to work my
feet out of the pile of clothes. I could feel that my shoes didn’t fit anymore either. When they emerged
from the pile of pants I could tell that they were several sizes smaller. They looked very dainty.
Now I felt a twisting sensation in my groin. I looked over my breasts as best as I could. I saw the tip of
my penis slowly disappearing inward. “Look, it’s getting smaller,” I giggled. My voice was sounding higher.
“Oh, god, this feels strange,” said Brian, also with a voice growing higher.
Rather than try to see over my enormous tits, I looked at Brian to see what I felt. His testicles appeared to
pull into his body as his scrotum now looked like just loose hanging skin. Next the skin pulled up to his
body and separated into two vaginal lips. His penis grew smaller and smaller until it completely disappeared
into the slit that was now his pussy. We both moaned loudly and had to grab onto the counter to brace
ourselves. The impact of this change made me buckle in the knees.
My throat felt weird and as I reached up to it I felt the Adam’s apple disappear. “Oh…my…goodness,” I said.
With each word my voice grew higher and higher until I sounded like Marilyn Monroe. “Is that really my
voice?” I asked.
“Sure is,” said Brian. His voice was just as high as mine. “Is that me?” he asked.
“Sure is,” I giggled at him.
“Great!” he giggled back at me.
I looked up and down our bodies. We were completely female except for our heads. I felt a tickle on the side
of my head. I turned and a few tufts of hair hit me in the face. I took hold of the hair so that I could see
it change. It was growing longer and thicker. But it also changed from brown to platinum blonde. Brian’s
color changed from a lighter shade of brown to more of a honey blonde color.
I felt the changes take over my face. My vision blurred for a few seconds before it refocused. Nothing
seemed to change. I felt my cheek bones and jaw line altering, presumably into female forms. I felt my nose
narrow and grow smaller while at the same time my lips became full.
The last part of the change was the weirdest. My thought patterns altered. So many of the things that I
enjoyed I now found repellent or just not worth my time. I discovered that I had new thoughts and passions.
I cared about such previously alien things like makeup and clothes. I was concerned with the actions of
celebrities. But most of all, I found that my thoughts were consumed with sex. The thought of sex just made
me giggle. I couldn’t wait to feel a nice big cock inside of me. “OMG, did I just think that?” I said aloud.
“OMG, did I just say ‘OMG?’”
Brian’s changes had also finished. He giggled at me. “I know what you were thinking,” he said in his sexy
voice. “You were thinking about cocks.”
“You’re right, I was!” I laughed. We jumped up and down simultaneously. Apparently this was a great moment
for us. I did love the feeling of my bountiful breasts bouncing up and down, however. “Let’s see what we
look like!” I said.
We ran into the bathroom and looked at ourselves in the mirror. “OMG, we are fucking gorgeous,” I said.
“Oh, yea, we are,” Brian agreed.
The best way to describe our appearance was that we looked like what would probably the wet dream of most men.
We had huge breasts, perfect hourglass figures, shapely asses, long legs, long hair and apparently not much
going on upstairs.
“This still feels kinda weird,” said Brian as he ran his hands over his body. “But it feels like, normal,
too.”
“Yea, I know, like, what you mean,” I agreed. “OMG, are we too dumb?”
“I don’t know,” said Brian. “Maybe?” he asked without a trace of certainty in his voice. “You can fix it,
right?”
“Yea,” I said. “Look, the ring still fits. That old woman said it couldn’t be, like, taken off or
something.”
“Oh, good,” said Brian.
Just at that moment we heard a sound come from the living room. It was the sound of a key turning in the lock
at the front door. We heard the door open and someone walked in. “Hello?” called out a familiar voice.
Without thinking we dashed out of the bathroom to see…