...that my house wasn't empty. When I walked in the front door, I found that my sister Jean and her best
friend Colette were there. My sister and I still lived with my parents, since we were in college and attended
a school to which we could commute. I wasn't so surprised to see my sister, but I was a little surprised to
see Colette. I'd honestly always had a thing for Colette. She had long black hair, ample breasts, a great
figure and a really pretty face.
When my sister noticed my presence she called out, "Hey, loser." As was typical for her, she said it in such
a tone that made it difficult to tell if she was trying to be funny or mean.
"Yea, yea," I said. I saw Colette flash me a glance. "Oh, hi, Colette," I said. My voice betrayed my words
as I sounded very shy and nervous in greeting her.
She smiled at me and said, "Hi, Chris."
"Just ignore him," said my sister. "We're busy." They appeared to be doing schoolwork. Colette obliged my
sister and turned her attention back to their work.
Whatever, I thought to myself. I went upstairs to my room. I laid on my bed and thought about what I'd like
to do with the ring. My first thoughts involved what I'd like to do to my sister. I'm sure there were
several fun pranks I could play on her for the sake of getting some revenge for her teasing. She always had
the attitude that just because she was two years older than me she could treat me like shit. Maybe I should
wish her clothes to disappear. Nah, I thought. She could just go put on more. Maybe make all her clothes
disappear? Again, I thought not. I'd already done that gag.
My thoughts soon drifted to Colette. Just the very thought of her made me weak in the knees. It also made me
stiff in the groin. No wonder I hesitated to say more than three words to her. I'd let myself get too worked
up and have no confidence. That had to change. I looked had the ring and realized I had just the tool with
which to do that.
Wait a second, I thought. This was too simple. I wanted something more...elaborate. Something that would
give me what I wanted, but also test just how much the ring could do. I also wanted to indulge on some of my
fantasies, which is what I came home to do in the first place. I looked around my room for some source of
inspiration. Suddenly I found what I wanted. It was...