A Magic Ring

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm a being that has been around for ages," said the apparition. "Though I have not been in this dimension in eons as might be able to tell from my dress." He waved his hands at his toga. "I was there when humans were created."

"We were created?" I asked ."We did not evolve?"

"Yes and no," said the being. "You did evolve, but at a point in time, you were infused with the things that separate you from other animals: sense of humor, artistic talent, and the such. I was responsible for humor and lust!" He winked at me.

"So what does all of this have to do with me?" I asked.

As I came back to this dimension, I traveled through millions of minds before I found you. I like you, lad. You have an impish sense of humor, a sense of justice, and you have a river of untapped lust."

I blushed. I was a virgin. "Um, I guess so," I said.

"You guess so?" the being asked. "I know all about you. The fiction you secretly write about having sex with older women and putting conceited and mean women in their place."

I felt the warmth in my cheeks and knew I must be bright red.

"Take it as a compliment, lad! You are my kind of human, and I am here to reward you." He clasped his hands then opened them. In his hand was a ring. It looked like a traditional high school class ring. It had a clear triangle shaped gem on the top. At each point of the gem was smaller gem. One was green, one was red, and one was blue. The ring appeared to be made of copper.

"What's that?"

"With this ring," he said, "you can make your wildest fantasies come true." He floated over to me. I felt him take my hand but it was a very weird feeling. It was as if a cloud had wrapped around my hand and lifted it somehow. He slipped the ring on my right ring finger. "Here's how it works," he said, "Once a day you can use this ring on any woman between the age of thirty and fifty."

I cocked an eyebrow.

The being smiled. "Yes, I tailored it specifically for you as I know your tastes. If you get within ten feet of a woman, point the clear gem in her direction. If you press the red stone, the woman becomes overcome with lust and will crave sex with the closest man. If you press the green stone, the woman goes into a trance for one minute. While in the trance, you can input thoughts into her mind. When she snaps out of the trance, she will act on those implanted thoughts. Press the blue stone, and the woman will become completely obedient to you for three hours. She will not be able to disobey you."

"Oh my god!" I said.

"Yes, I thought you would like that," he said, "BUT, even though I have a lot of faith in you that would not do these things, you cannot make a woman do serious bodily injury to herself or others. Also the ring is yours. It will not work for anyone else."

"Wow, I don't know what to say!" I said. "This is like some magnificent dream come true! When you say 'once a day,' does that mean every twenty-four hours?"

"Not literally," he said, "You can use it tonight at 11 pm say, then again the next morning, but never twice between midnight and midnight. You'll see. Use it, sleep overnight, use it again if you wish."

"No need to thank me, lad," he said. "Just enjoy and be yourself. Time for me to go!"

"But I have so many questions about you and what you do!" I said.

"I know you do, but explaining it all to you would bore me and take too long. So long, my friend!" He waved his arms and disappeared.

The world lurched back into motion and sound. I stared at the ring.