"Shit, honey, this thing is way too powerful to trust you with it!" exclaimed Cassie's mother. "So lemme see -- I wish I was better-looking than you!"
"Mom, please --" said Cassie as sparkles flew out of the ring and danced around this version of her mother. What remained once the sparkles had dissipated was a stunning, curvy wet dream of a woman, her frizzy blonde hair having become wavy platinum locks that reached her plump ass, her heavily made-up face not looking any older than about 25.
"Now this is what I'm talking about!" her mother said. "Let's see -- I wish all my clothes and stuff were super sexy and fit this body and I was wearing some stuff now."
Sparkles flew around her body again, and she was soon wearing a corset-style top, miniskirt, platform heels, and a good amount of jewelry.
"Come on, Mom, I --"
"Hey, you think I look like a mom?" her mother interrupted. "I wish you'd call me Jenny!"
The sparkles that emerged from the ring flew straight toward Cassie's forehead.
"Whoa, so I can change what you're thinking?!" Jenny asked, amazedly.
"Jenny, I'm the one who told you it was super powerful!" Cassie pointed out.
"So you did, girl, huh?" said Jenny, admiring the ring on her finger. "Okay, you got your shoes on and stuff?" she said to her daughter. "Good."
"Huh? Why?"
"'Cause we're gonna go somewhere!" Jenny answered. "We're gonna..."