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John was sitting at home, alone as usual, looking through the pictures Joe had sent him. Then he received another notification. This time it was a video of Marcy. John immediately started to smile when he saw how pissed Marcy was that she had to give her own son a blowjob. John found it very amusing how Joe was cheering her on and entirely ignoring how much she was resisting. It seemed as if Joe really couldn't see it. For him, it was the most normal thing in the world. Marcy's facial expression, on the other hand, spoke volumes: she would have wanted to be anywhere else but there under the table at that moment. Nevertheless, she obeyed John's request and “took care” of Lars' needs. She even tried really hard.

John grinned and continued watching the video. His grin grew even wider when he got to the part where Marcy made fun of Lars and put him down. While Lars' body betrayed him. His breathing began to falter and became deeper. After each deep breath, he held his breath for a brief moment. John could even see one of his eyelids begin to flutter. Lars clenched his teeth, and his jaw tensed. Shortly thereafter, Lars stretched out his leg, and Marcy let Lars' cock slip out of her mouth. Lars' eyes widened, and he looked at his mother almost reproachfully. Obviously, it was now his cock that was doing the thinking for him.

John laughed out loud when Marcy finished her task with her hand and caught Lars' semen in her hand and then spread it on his food. Then John had already reached the end of the video.

“Well, who would have thought that the ring would be so effective?” he said aloud after putting his phone aside and looking at the ring again. He turned the ring back and forth with his other hand. He tilted his head and sighed slightly. Furthermore, he wondered where this ring came from and why he had found it. Was it really pure coincidence, or was there something else behind it? He couldn't say for sure, but deep down, he didn't really care. His life had changed drastically since the day he found the ring, and in his eyes, it was purely for the better. Before, he had been lonely, abandoned, and neglected. He had few to no friends and had never had sex before. And now, in just a few days, he had had sex several times with different women. And now he had the opportunity to do whatever he wanted and, in retrospect, even make sure that no one remembered. Well, in the case of the Johnson family, things were different. They knew more or less what was going on, but they couldn't talk to anyone about it. That thought alone made him grin again.

He got up and went to the fridge to get a beer. As soon as he had his beer in his hand, he took a deep sip and sighed. He wondered how things were going at Christina's house. After all, he had also significantly changed the family dynamics there. Christina was now the “mistress” of the house and was in charge. Moreover, there were the triggers he had given Kathrin. Bill, Christina's father, was now also obedient to Christina, and John wondered if she was taking advantage of that in her own way. Christina also had a certain amount of power over Lara, the school cheerleader. John smiled again and took another sip of his beer. The more he thought about it, the more unreal it all seemed, and all because of the ring. John shook his head because he couldn't believe it and pinched his forearm to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

He briefly considered telling Carla, the school secretary who thought he was her dream man and was surely eager to see him again. Brianna Briant, his teacher, was now also interested in him. Not really interested in him, but more interested in his penis. John had to smile again when he thought about how she wanted to feel his cock once more as soon as she saw it. He had more or less ignored Brianna since his incident with her in detention. He hadn't even “checked” to see if she was actually wearing underwear, but he was pretty sure she was because she often sat down in class with one of her hands under the tabletop. A short chuckle escaped his vocal cords when he remembered that he had made her allergic to underwear and that it would cause her to itch.

Then there was the principal, whom he would use to turn the school into his headquarters. After all, he had already gotten her to agree to provide him with access to unused rooms in the foreseeable future. John was sure she thought she was getting the better deal, which was also because he had talked her into it thanks to the ring. Strictly speaking, he was bribing her because he was slowly making her younger again, another ability of the ring. The prospect of attending the next teachers' conference and playing with the minds of the teaching staff already filled him with anticipation.

It was already evening, but not too late.

The only question was what to do next...