Jill

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, so he was able to see his younger brother’s hands and they danced across the keyboard. No ring, he thought. Kevin didn’t pay Max any mind as he quickly left the room and quickly hurried to the living room.

Growing more panicked by the second, Max walked right up to Jill with wide eyes and startled her.

“Uh, hello?” She asked, her own eyes widening as he approached. “Can I help you?”

As soon as she raised her open palm towards him, they both seemed to spot the ring at the same time.

“Fuck.” Max grumbled, turning his focus to Jill’s face, who had an eyebrow cocked. “Before you do anything, imagine that ring being around my finger.”

Jill briefly glanced past her hand towards her twin brother, her cute face twisting with confusion.

“The fuck are you on about?” She said, standing up from the couch. “What’s going on?”

“Don’t worry about it, just do what i said!”

“Fuck off, dude.” Jill made an attempt to remove the ring, and even though it proved fruitless, she kept on trying. “What’s with this stupid thing?”

“It won’t come off unless you imagine that it’s on someone else, now hurry up and do it!”

Max knew that he said too much at that point, because Jill gave him another glance with a raised eyebrow. She then looked down at the ring in silence, mouthing the inscribed “Gonzo” before spotting the text on the band’s edge. Shit, Max thought with grit teeth.

“Anything that the wearer of this ring imagines deeply enough will become true?”

“Yeah. I mean, no! I mean… Fuck.” Max let out a deep sigh and his shoulders became slumped.

“Wait, are you telling me that you had this ring, but then you imagined that I had it?”

“Not specifically, but yeah, pretty much…”

“Pfft, what were you doing before that happened?”

“What else would a guy do?” Max sad, his face flushed as he adjusted the awkward bulge along his waistband underneath his shirt, drawing Jill’s attention to it. “I know this is probably a lot to ask, but could you go ahead and…”

Max trailed off as soon as he realized that his hand was moving on its own, and he looked down just in time to see his shorts being pulled down just enough to let his fat cock fling into the cool air of the living room.

“Oh. My. God.” Jill said, putting a hand over her mouth as a wide grin began to form. “Dude, look at your dick!”

“Cut it out!” He said, scrambling to stuff it back into his shorts. “You have to be careful with the ring, shit just starts happening!”

“I can see that.” Jill said, placing her hands on her narrow hips as she looked down at her tiny bust. “So, if you can do that to your dick, then what can it do for my boobs?”

Jill gasped as her measly A-cups began to inflate in her pink tank-top right before their eyes.

They bulged against the fabric rather quickly, and once she was sporting a set nearly as big as their mothers, she apparently gave them another push with her imagination, and they swelled to the exact size and shape of ripened cantaloupes. If Max was in an anime, you could expect a goofy nose bleed gag to play out at what he just witnessed. Watching his sister’s tits grow like that was the hottest thing he’s ever seen, he just wished that it happened to someone else. Still, he was having trouble peeling his eyes away from the excited blonde as she started giggling and bouncing up and down, which caused her tits to bounce and slosh around underneath the small amount of fabric able to cover them. They almost looked bolted on and fake, but the way they jiggled around like fresh-made jelly told Max that they were completely natural, so to speak.

“Holy fucking shit!” Jill said, squealing like a little girl as she grabbed and squeezed them. “Max, look at my boobs!”

“Y-Yeah…” He said, swallowing nervously as his dick angrily thumped in his shorts. “They’re, uh, wow…”

“Right?!” She giggled, then shamelessly took her shirt off and allowed them the freedom they deserved. “Ah, this is so cool!”

Max had to take a step back as Jill began hopping up and down, sending her momentous mammaries into a wild jiggle-fit while she danced around in circles with her arms up in the air.

Then, she stopped, her eyes wider than ever.

“I wonder…”

Her gaze trailed down to the pair of tight elastic shorts as she parted her breasts to look between them. In the next instant, a lump formed, quickly growing into a lumpy softball. Her hands shot down and rubbed it, and a look of absolute bliss formed on her face while a low moan escaped her lips.

“Y-You didn’t…” Jack said, actually forming an amused smile of his own. “There’s no way.”

Jill looked up at him with that competitive look Max knew all too well, then pulled down her shorts to free the beast she’s replaced her pussy with.

A flaccid cock flopped out, but even in its current state, it was definitely bigger than Max’s enhanced love-missile, although her giant balls were about the same size.

She reached down and took it in both hands, and both of them watched as it visibly started swelling in her grasp.

“Jesus, Jill!” Max laughed. “You’re packing some serious heat there!”

“Busty, hung, and full of… something that rhymes with hung.” She giggled, then released it and began twisting her hips from side to side, causing it to slap on her slender thighs as she put her arms behind her back and tried to tease her brother, but his eyes were more focused on the orbs jiggling on her chest. “Now this is a cock, don’t ya think?”

Unable to contain himself, Max busted out laughing, and Jill followed suit.

“Go big or go home, right?” He said, wiping a tear away after their laughter began to settle. “Shit, that’s hilarious.”