The ring - Storyline B

I was getting to the end of my shift working at a bakery when a strange woman entered. She placed her order and, after I fulfilled it, she seemed confusingly happy. As a thankyou, and as a tip, she gave me this weird ring. She told me that it could alter any aspect of reality, and all I needed to do was concentrate and it would come true.

Obviously I did not instantly believe this, but it was a nice ring and somehow fit me, so I slipped it on. As soon as I did, however, my mind was filled with information. The ring was true, all I needed to do was focus and reality would alter to match my will.

I needed to test this, but my mind was blank.

That was till Tamara walked into the shop. Tamara is a very tall girl, around 6 foot 2, but not overly thin so she looks in proportion. She has curves in all the right places, a nice arse matched with a pair of 36G cup breasts which were always shown off perfectly. Tamara had long straight black hair, and a very flirty attitude. I have known her for a number of years but we were never extremely close friends.

“Hi Dave” she said, “My usual loaf please.”

I nodded in response and turned my back to grab her her usual order, letting my mind wander. As I turned back around I thought I noticed something strange about her. She seemed shorter. She was shorter! My mind had wandered and I ended up shrinking her down. She was now around my height, 5 foot 10. It appears that her clothing had adjusted as well, even more proof that the ring worked and actually altered reality. She did not notice and continued conversing as usual.

I tried to not let my mind wander again, but it appears that I failed. I blinked and watched as her arms started to bulk out, muscles appearing from nowhere. I had taken this tall girl and made her shorter and muscular. This ring was amazing!

I managed to grab a hold of my mind and controlled myself as she turned and left the bakery. She looked pretty good to be fair, I don't think anyone would complain, if they knew.