The flesh is weak, the spirit even more so

I really, really wanted to hold myself to a higher standard. It would have been really satisfactory to say no, to affirm that a magic ring would not be allowed to change me, and that I was not interested in licking clean the tits of a woman I had met less than an hour ago. My ego would have been trough the roof. But the more I kept staring at them, and I felt drool fall from my mouth, I knew for sure that it simply wasn't something that was going to happen.

I stared at Regina, who nodded at me in approval and moved away any chains that were over her bust. I could now see her bare breasts in all their glory. The magnificent things even sparkled, for fuck's sake. How was I meant to say no to them?

Timidly, I stuck my tongue out, and licked part of her skin. I should not be feeling as excited as I was. This was not hot, I was doing something unnatural, that had nothing to do how humans were meant to act! We were not a species where specimens lick each other! Why was my blood boiling then? Why was I feeling like an addict getting her fix as I licked more and more? Why did the sweat produced by her body taste better than the artificially flavored chips that were designed to make people want more? Was Regina a trickster figure? Did she do something to my mind, and only let me think that I was the one with powers? Why couldn't I control myself?

"You love it, don't you?" She whispered in my ear, and I felt my legs buckle. I had never been attracted to a woman beforehand, and now, Regina was making me go crazy for her. My heart sank as she moved away from me. "I didn't hear you." She taunted me.

"I do! I love it! Please, I want more!" I begged her.

"What do you want more of?" She cruelly kept it up. "There are no more crumbs left."

"That doesn't matter. I don't want the crumbs. I want you, I want to lick your tits!" I pleaded.

"WELL, FUCK YOU TOO! EAT SHIT AND DIE!"

I snapped out of it when I heard Vanessa scream with more anger than I had ever heard her have before. I didn't know she could even hate someone so strongly, but at least she was still kind enough to remind us that there was someone else that might have walked in at any moment if we hand't stopped. I doubt I could have justified that one as doing research.

Regina didn't seem willing to re-chain herself to look proper, but I solved that problem simply by shooting a glare in her direction and remembering her of the ring in my finger. I rushed inside my roommate's bedroom, door thankfully left open, to find her crying her eyes out on her pillow as she kept kicking her mattress. It is then that I realize that she's only wearing a towel,which is barely able to cover her nipples and her crotch at the same time, and that she hasn't noticed me.

My instinct is to go and console her, but I could make a small detour to go behind her and get a lovely view of her ass and possibly her pussy. I could also try take advantage of the situation, taking the towel away and making her believe that she had dropped it as she walked. That won't help her with whatever happened very much, but it would allow me to get a full view of her sexy body.