All of Them

The young man scrambled to put his clothes back on, and he rushed out of the bathroom as fast as he was able. He had trouble with his erection, which might likely be permanent unless he got the ring back. Thankfully, he was able to tuck it along his waistband to hide it to some degree, but he could tell that one wrong move would cause the thick mass to flop out if he wasn’t careful.

Since his room was the closest, he did his best to put on a mask of calmness as he stepped to the door and poked his head in.

Max had a side-view of Kevin sitting at the computer, but much to his dismay, his brother must've instantly discovered the ring as soon as it appeared...

. . . Or maybe a part of it? The silver shine was unmistakable, but it only looked like half or a quarter of it was "on" his finger, and the rest was transparent or just... not there. Kevin's face gave away his own confusion, before suddenly. . .

A full ring was in front of his awe-strucken face. He quietly gasped as he began reading the scripture, and the bulge in his shorts began to grow.

Max sped out of their doorway and to the hallway entrance. He did not want to see Kevin get an erection over his ring, even if he needed to get the ring back. He would just have to wait until bedtime, where Kevin would probably take the ring off, and hope nothing too... imaginative. . . happens. . .

Through the opening was Jill, still in the living room and calling April with her right hand to her ear. Only now, she was more focused on what was on her left hand—a silver band over her ring finger with some peculiar writing on it.

Max stealthed to the couch and ducked behind it. How did two rings pop up all of a sudden!?! How were two imaginations going to determine what "truth" was?!? Max didn't know the full extent of what the Gonzo Ring was capable of, but his gut was telling him he needed to GTFO for the time being.

As he crawled to the other hallway—the one leading to the kitchen, garage, and front door—he overheard what Jill and April were talking about.

"...It says, 'Anything that the wearer of the ring imagines deeply enough will become true.' Fuck knows what that means. Maybe a metaphor for determination? Some shit like that?"

"Oh yeah, that is pretty strange... Are you 'deeply imagining' something right now?"

"Hmm... Hnngg... You could say that~"

Max grumbled. He should have grown his dick to be the same size Jill's—maybe larger. As he reached the end of the couch, he peered back to check if Jill was distracted. Her girlfriend was stretching her mouth over Jill's cock, and Jill's eyes were entirely focused on her lucky size queen. Max wished the two wouldn't have hot & messy lesbian sex in the living room, but he also wished Kevin wouldn't "borrow" his clothes to jerk in while playing porn games. He would have to wait a while if he wanted to do anything about it.

As Max got up and inconspicuously made his way to the front door, he stopped at the kitchen entry and stared agasp. There he saw his soft, round Dad Andy absolutely going to town on his youthful, invigorated Mom/Maid Sluttie. As Andy's fat ass clapped with every pounding he gave Sluttie, Sluttie maintained posture over the counter and stuffed a kitchen spoon of mashed potatoes into her lover/boss's messy facehole.

The double whammy of servitude and food inflation was too much for Max's altered perception to maintain. Add that to the 2 clearly visible Gonzo Rings under their wedding rings, and it was clear that reality was getting gangbanged by his 4 once-normal family members.

Max thought back to the moment before his ring disappeared. He had thought about all of them having some twisted side fueled by impossible desires, which would be fulfilled by the sudden appearance of the Gonzo Ring. There was no mistaking it—he had caused this. He and his own outrageous mind perverted his family, and now the world would be freakified by his freaky family.

Max was knocked out of his guilty stupor by a whistle. A normal bird was standing normally on the normal birdfeeder hanging off the normal porch. Another normal bird flew down normally and had a sort of meet cute. The outside world was miraculously still normal, and was calling to him through the window to save himself...

...Or was it?