What do you do?
Hide the ring from the pigs
{if Time>=480}It's 3am.{elseif Time>=450}It's 2:30am.{elseif Time>=420}It's 2am.{elseif Time>=390}It's 1:30am.{elseif Time>=360}It's 1am.{elseif Time>=330}It's 12:30am.{elseif Time>=300}It's 12am.{elseif Time>=270}It's 11:30pm.{elseif Time>=240}It's 11pm.{elseif Time>=210}It's 10:30pm.{elseif Time>=180}It's 10pm.{elseif Time>=150}It's 9:30pm.{elseif Time>=120}It's 9pm.{elseif Time>=90}It's 8:30pm.{elseif Time>=60}It's 8pm.{elseif Time>=30}It's 7:30pm.{endif}
Ever since your graffiti days in your early teens you've hated cops for their double standards and brutality. So, when the pigs arrive, you give them a long, detailed and completely fake statement, and they thank you for your actions. You keep the ring safely in your pocket.
When their flashing lights fade, you pull it out in a swift motion.
The ring calls your name, intensely, but silent.
You cannot resist anymore, and slip the ring onto your finger.
{if Pics=true}

{endif}
No sooner than it touches your knuckles, you feel an intense, all-encompassing rush of energy pass over your body. Your clothes tighten around your body as you grow, almost to the point of ripping in pieces. You feel your tummy and beginning man-boobs disappear, being replaced by a six-pack and big pecs. You watch, confused as the ground seem to retract, but quickly understand that you are growing in height. It even feels like your briefs are getting somewhat tighter too, like your dick is growing?!
{if been_to_pub=False}Sure you still want to grab that beer in the pub?{endif}
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