Anna looked at her ring as the voice of Circe made he presence known.
Meanwhile brother Ken was standing about and picked up the ring's small case and was fumbling it in his hands. He noted it rattled as he flipped it from one hand to the other. Opening the flipup top he fingered the face card which held Anna's birthday present.
As the card fell out a larger steel ring dropped to the floor and chimed as if made of tempered steel. Quickly Ken picked up the ring and replaced the face card into the ring box, now he had a prize too!
Seeing Anna wander about looking at her ring and her young mind elsewhere, Ken ran off to be alone and play with his find.
It wasn't long before the hollaring began and Father was calling for Anna and Ken to come to the house.
Holding the ring box, Father told of a special large steel ring that he's stored inside as part of his investigation for the Museum. Ken looked and listen but kept his hands in the jeans pockets, holding his prize tightly.
At least released, Ken ran to his room where he laid on his bed and continued to fumble with the large ring. "I wonder, it's too large for and finger?" He rolled in around in his hands. "It's like a small bracelet maybe?" as he tried slipping it over his hand and onto his wrist.
Then the footsteps of Father coming upstairs sent Ken into a wild rage. Where could he put the ring and his Father might so it might not be found. Then he chuckled and slipping his hand down into the jeans he fingered his young penis. Nimble fingers slipped the ring over the end of his penis and wiggled it down to the base.
This brought on a massive erection and when Father walked into the room for a talk found his son Ken moaning of pain. A fatherly wonder noted how John was gripping his groin and making sounds unlike an animal in rut.
Shaking Ken did little to make him straighten up and quit the strange moanings. Father began as taught to loosen the clothes of someone going into spasms to lessen the chance of constriction. Unsnapping the jeans was the first note of what Ken was feeling and causing his violent spasm.
A fair sized lump of flesh was pressing Ken's jockey short into a mound. Father's first thought was a hernia, but as he pushed down the elastic band the sight of both ring and problem came into view.
Father saw that for some reason Ken had placed the old ring over hiis young boy's penis. A power, an evil power from the ring had begun it's preset task and was making changes on his son. Ken's foreskin was rapidly growing bigger and deeper while attaching to the boy's lower abdomine.
As Father tried to finger the steel ring off his son he felt small shocks, as if it was charged somehow. After a good fifteen minutes Ken stopped shaking and again focused on his Father's face.
"Dad, I'm sorry!" said Ken faintly.
"Sorry, I think you will be be even more sorry as the ring does it's plan to you, why did you place it down there?" asked Father. "Well it's a tight fit now and I suspect it's not done with what deep plan the thing was impowered to deliver." Father explained.
Ken zipped up and lay back on his bed as Father turned to leave his son. "Try not to play with it and maybe the ring can be removed later." said Father as he shook his head and walked out.
Unzipping the jeans Ken pulled them down and pushed down the jockey short to gaze upon his prize.