Spend it as himself.

The strong urge was back, the one that made you want to use the ring to be your mother again. After all, didn’t it feel amazing? Wasn’t it pure perfection to be a gorgeous woman, a complete slut, willing to do anything sexual she put her mind to? But you knew that was the ring putting those thoughts into your head, and you quickly slipped the ring off and hid it, hoping your mother didn’t notice you doing so. Heart beating fast with excitement, you told your mother, “Well, I think a slut like you isn’t happy with just being fucked, right? Come over hear and suck my cock, now.”

You had never talked to your mom like that before, and you were terrified that for some reason the ring hadn’t done what you wanted, that your mother would be angry and suddenly everything you’d worked to build would disappear in a flash. But instead, you could see her body heat up with arousal, and without a word she knelt down and started sucking your soft cock.

It didn’t take long at all for her mouth to get you hard again, and you quickly put your hands in her hair, reveling in the control. “Yes...you’re my slut, Mom. You’re here to help me relieve my every desire, with a smile on your face. You want to swallow my cum so fucking bad, I know it.” Of course, she had no clue that you did, in fact, know how much she’d want to do that, since you’d been in her body and knew how much blowjobs turned her on.

Sure enough, soon you were cumming down your mom’s throat. That was just the beginning. The entire day was a sexual vacation. You fucked your mom in so many positions, it was impossible to piece together what happened when and where. You called her so many names, like ‘whore’, ‘cum-dumster’, and ‘cocksleeve’. She reveled in your demeaning epithets, and only showed more devotion to you as the day went on.

And that was just one day. With how you’d influenced your mother, that day was barely a start. With an iron will, you managed to avoid the ring’s influence and only use it to move her towards decisions or attitudes that struck your fancy. Within a year, you’d made your mother divorce your father, and now you lived as incestuous boyfriend and girlfriend in your own apartment. She attended to your every whim, the perfect sexual companion who loved you more than anyone else ever could. Sometimes, the siren call of the ring tried to tempt you towards other sins, but it held no sway over you. After all, you already had all you desired.

THE END, for now at least.