Kelly decided that she wouldn’t be able to stand this world where she looked (and acted) like a male fantasy. She turned the sink back on and stuck the ring under the cold running water.
”I wish the effects of my big wish were reversed,” she said.
As before, she could feel it start to heat up, and could see it glowing yellow as tiny cracks appeared in it.
This time, she kept it under the water, staring at it until she saw her fingernails start to shrink back toward her fingertips. She looked into the mirror to see her hair shortening, makeup fading away from her face, even her breasts seemed to be growing smaller as the halter top that was covering them was enlarging back into a shirt that fully covered her torso.
She let out an exhale of relief, pulling the ring out of the water and shutting off the flow.
Then she felt a sudden tingling in her hand.
Last time, the change had been gradual. This time, it happened almost in the blink of an eye, as if a rubber band that was being stretched had suddenly snapped back.
She hadn’t snapped back to where she was, though -- things seemed to have gone further.
Her hair had lightened to a sandy blonde, thick and wavy and reaching down to her knees. On her face, the colorful eyeshadow extended what seemed like a long way from her eyes, which now had what seemed like impossibly lush and thick eyelashes; her enlarged lips were glossy and bright pink enough to seem like a beacon.
Her breasts now seemed almost the size of basketballs, and they were encased in a shiny pink, tight, midriff-baring latex top that left a “keyhole” open to display copious cleavage. A matching latex skirt couldn’t have been more than a couple inches long, only vaguely pretending to cover her full, round ass. She now wore pink fishnet thigh-high stockings on her shapely legs, and her shoes had gained tall platforms.
A look at her hands showed that her fingernails were now maybe 2 inches long, long enough that they curled a bit. She’d also gained silver rings on about half of her fingers -- including one on her right thumb -- in addition to the magic ring, which appeared to be healing itself once again. She looked up to realize that she had large silver hoops through her earlobes and a silver charm dangling from her navel -- things that hadn’t previously been pierced.
A few silver bracelets had also appeared on her right wrist; that seemed to be the easiest thing to “reverse” immediately, so she yanked them off -- trying to avoid scratching herself with her own fingernails -- and dropped them on the bathroom counter.
She looked at her new new self in the mirror. A few minutes ago, she couldn’t have imagined becoming even more of a feminine sex object, but it had happened.
”It was working!” she wailed to no one in particular. “But then I took it out from under the water -- I wish I knew if that caused a problem!”
The female voice in her head said...