You head home yourself (alt)

You recognize that Eve needs some time to process, even if she seemed to be handling it really well. If she wanted you to comfort her she would ask and the last thing she needs is for you to be overbearing. Beside, you have a pet project to accomplish. You briefly contemplate whether or not to go back on campus and jack off onto some hot chick, but part of you feels like that's too close to cheating still as Eve graciously gave you a hand job in the ladies washroom and another part of you is too shy to just whip it out in public. The thought leaves you with a bit of desire to have something at least, little above average, to make yourself feel more confident in public displays.

Hopping into your car, you feel beat and your finger warm. You pull off the ring as you pull out your notebook, to add in this new development from today. Men able to just jack off, onto female students no less, with no repercussions? You place the ring in the center of the book and wonder if it could really be responsible for such a thing? If so, how did it operate?

Further, those paramedics had to have come from off-campus, but why didn't they question all of this nudity? A pants-less professor should raise some questions. You recall that Eve was clearly covered in cum, anyone should be able to recognize this. You worry now about your sister's impending visit but think that you should be able to prepare her for it, and then you'll have someone on your side to help figure all of this out with.

Slipping the ring back on yourself, you drive home thinking mostly about the professor. You drive the part where he cums all over Eve out of your head and the sheer volume of his load. His focus on his ring right after. What was the deal with rubbing that ring? And all that exertion? Surely everyone else noticed that weird disruption too right? Even with an admittedly large cock, is it really normal to cum *that* much? You wish that wasn't the case but focus a bit on the idea larger cocks just cum more, as you absent mindedly rub the ring as you drive home.

By time you get home, you're absolutely exhausted. You contemplate another thing - no changes yesterday but today all of a sudden public masturbation is ok, so why are all these changes coinciding on these particular days? And the last question you ponder before calling it a night - why are you the only one seemingly aware? If this ring causes changes to reality, then, you pause, there shouldn't be any more changes, as long as you have it in your possession.

You drift off to sleep with troubling dreams.