She is lying in her bed

When I woke up, my whole body was sore as if I had run two marathons. I tried to raise my head, but my neck instantly rebelled against it, so I dropped back down.

"A fast one, aren't we? Most Ringmasters wait longer than the third use to almost kill themselves."

Reginas voice from the other end of the bed told me that the evening before had not been a dream.

"What do you mean?", I asked with a dry throat.

"Hm, well, I guess it is partly my fault. Because everything got so chaotic yesterday, I didn't get the chance to explain everything to you. You see, the ring can, theory, do almost anything, but not right from the start. It is like a muscle. You have to train with it, and gradually, its power will increase."

I groaned. "So, that last thing was too much for now?"

"Exactly."

"But why? How was that any different than the first two?"

"There are, very rudimentary speaking, four types of uses for the ring: orders, physical changes, mental changes, and reality changes. Orders are the easiest ones, they won't overexert you unless you try to order a huge amount of people around at the same time. I recommend sticking to those for training. Reality changes are something you better don't even think about in the near future, wouldn't be the first Ringmaster who accidentally kills himself that way. When it comes to physical and mental changes, it depends. Changing hair color or wiping the last minutes of memory, like you did yesterday, doesn't take much effort. Bigger changes, however... well, you saw it yourself."

Slowly, I was able to move again and carefully sat up. "Okay, but I still don't get how making her nice takes more effort than turning her into a dog."

"Yes", Regina nodded "this is where wording becomes important. As I said, the ring will not actively try to misunderstand you, but it will - or, well, has to - assume that you mean what you are saying. For the dog thing, you told her to ACT like a bitch. In other words, it was just an order. She was still 100% herself and aware. However, the other time you told her to BE a kind, loving mother, making it a mental change. A fundamental character change at that. You see the difference?"

"I... guess?" I was finally upright, and Regina came into my field of view. She was still wearing nothing besides her chains, and her figure was truly a sight to behold. While her breasts and butt could not compete with my stepmother in size alone, they were still large and their shape was absolutely perfect. This was combined with completely immaculate skin. It was an entirely different kind of sexiness. While my stepmother was the pinnacle of the word MILF, Regina had more of an angelic beauty.

Regina grinned. "Do you approve of the sight, Ringmaster?"

"What? Er, no! I mean yes! Ah, I mean, err, I, I'm not into girls."

"Yes, you are. At least now. Side effect of the ring, didn't I already mention that?"

"Really? I mean, that would explain some things, but it's a bit... random."

"Maybe, but that's how it is, so just accept it."

Okay, so I was a lesbian now. Well, not like I had something against it. I never had a boyfriend so far anyway, my only sexual "experience" came from porn and hentai. On the contrary, my stepmother was the hottest MILF on the planet, and this opened a whole new way of paying her back. Speaking of her, it was already 10 am.

"Mom isn't banging at my door, so I assume it still worked?"

"Why don't you see for yourself?" Regina answered grinning.

The pain in my body was mostly gone by now, so I stood up and went downstairs. The living room was empty, but a sweet smell started to reach my nose. The kitchen? Did she cook something? I couldn't remember my stepmom ever cooking something, the only reason she would enter the kitchen was to fetch something alcoholic.

"Mom?", a asked carefully, as I approached the kitchen. Suddenly, my vision went dark and it became hard to breathe.

"Morning, sweety! Happy Birthday!"

After getting over the shock that she had actually just said that, I realized what had happened. For the first time in my life, my stepmother had hugged me, causing her to sink deep into her titanic bosom. It felt somewhat weird. On the one hand, the warmth I was not used to felt really nice. On the other hand... it made me horny as heck! Yup, I was definitely lesbian now.

"I have to go buy some groceries now", she said after she finally released me. "Your cake is still cooling, so no snacking until I get back, alright?"

Cake? Did she really bake me a birthday cake?

"Oh, and one more thing. I am really, really, reeeeaaaaaally sorry, but for some reason, I couldn't manage to buy you a present, so how about this: later, we'll drive downtown, and I'll buy you whatever want! Would that be okay?"

"I, erm, err, s-sure."

"Oh thank god, I don't know what I would do if you hated me now! Well then, I'll be back in an hour!"

She grabbed her purse and left, leaving the baffled me behind.

"Well, Ringmaster?", Regina said grinning as she came down the stairs. "Did it work?"

"That was... bizarre."

Regina's grin got even wider. "Well, unless you are eager to kill yourself, you'll be stuck with that version of her for now.

I looked at the Ring. "You said I have to use it to train?"

"Well, yes and no. If you want to gain muscles, what are the two most important things?"

"Training and nourishment?"

She nodded. "Correct. Using the ring is training, but you also need nourishment."

"And what is that?"

"Sex."

"...you're kidding, right?"

"Nope."

"... okay. Well, anyway, guess that means I'll just have a little fun for now. To be honest, it feels kind of nice to have a mom that loves me. But that doesn't mean I can forget the last fifteen years. At some point, I'll be able to revert her character, at that will be the point where the REAL fun begins!"