Katie, 24, trans woman, magic ring at the gay bar

Katie approached her favorite lesbian bar at around nine at night. She was dressed up tonight with a short red dress to complement her curly blonde hair, plenty of cleavage showing, and some cute black pumps.

While she rounded the corner of the bar going towards the front, she noticed a glint on the ground and saw a golden sparkle. Katie stopped to investigate and found a strange ring with some indecipherable etchings. Something compelled her to put it on, and immediately she felt a sensation like being light headed.

The feeling passed after a moment, but soon afterwards as she opened the door to the bar, she got a sense of power. The bouncer faced her, a broad shouldered body building woman with a brown mullet in a black and white flannel, and asked for her ID and door fee.

Katie summoned within herself a projection of confidence and said, "I don't need to give you anything, just let me in." The bouncer merely nodded and gestured inside. Katie stepped through and gave the woman a wink as she said, "Thanks babe!"

Once inside the bar, Katie could see that there weren't too many people inside at the moment. It was a Friday, but generally it didn't get packed until ten. At the moment, there was a group seated at the bar that looked like four friends out for a weekend, and then two sets of couples seated at tables scattered around. The decor always lifted her spirits; lots of pictures of queer couples lined the walls, with some occasional cheeky phrases on a poster or a pinup of a drag queen. The bartender wore a basic t-shirt with the logo of the bar on the front. They had a short haircut that was buzzed on the side.