"Calm down"

It's the first thing I could think of. It was usually my response to her anger, because when she got heated, you couldn't get a word in. This time however, it actually seemed to have the desired effect on her. Veronica's face relaxed and she took a less hostile stance, the movement jostling her new, bouncing, chest. No! Focus. My head was clear enough to finally think about these new powers. I thought back to the genie's spiel. Lust for women. Control of women. Obviously, it was all true, but he was hesitant to push his limits. The heat of the ring was a painful reminder of the damage this could cause if abused. Even his last command sent a throb through his finger, but it seemed lesser than his previous commands.

"Wow you're doing great so far, Ringmaster. Smart to chill on the changes though. I guess I should edit the 'sky's the limit' portion of my intro..." the genie--Regina, I remembered-- placed herself behind my left shoulder, looking out at what I'd accomplished. "Just pay attention to the ring's reactions, and soon you'll build up the strength to control nations." Nations? I just wanted to live a normal life!

"How can I fix this?" I begged Regina. As much as the view in front of me turned me on like no other, it wasn't right to make such a drastic, sexy change, right?

"you have plenty of options, Ringmaster. You can make her enjoy the changes, you can make her oblivious to the changes, believing the new knockers were her choice, when you're stronger you can make more people oblivious..." Regina rattled off about 12 more options before finally getting to "...or I guess just change them back, but that's not nearly as fun or even worth the effort." She shrugged.

"Pete-!" Veronica piped in, apparently she'd been trying to get my attention, but my calming command limited her ability to interrupt loud enough. "Who the hell are you talking to and what the hell happened to my chest?" She spoke with control, but her eyes betrayed a fury I was glad I had contained. "And why can't I feel angry about it?" She finished, presenting her new boobs with folded arms.

"What do you mean?" I asked, probing to see what she thought happened.

"These...things!" She hefted her new fake tits for emphasis, not realizing how erotic the scene was to me. This lust thing was really clouding my thoughts. "You've been talking to yourself since this whole thing began Pete-" she choked on the word. "And I seem to be following the orders you gave me. Including this calm demeanor." She finished with a huff, jiggling her cans and placing her hands on her wide hips expectantly.

"This is your moment!" Regina whispered excitedly in my ear, like a kid about to meet Santa Claus, gripping my shoulders with rapt anticipation. "How much are you going to mess with her?" She seemed practically giddy. The feeling of the ring had become unnoticeable, in the way you don't notice your heartbeat. If I understood Regina's advice, I should be ok to use the power without worry. But how much should I use? How much do I need?