Nah; fuck around with the ring

Cara wanted to be alone for awhile, so she caught the shuttle to her dorm and left you to your own devices. As excited as you were for a good old-fashioned movie night, you were also beginning to realize that you might have some complicated feelings toward your childhood friend. You glanced around, **** for something to distract yourself with.

As luck would have it, the bus stop you were sitting at was right in front of a lingerie store. You'd never been inside a place like this before, but you did your best to look and act like you hadn't just wandered in with only the horniest of intentions. A strikingly pretty sales attendant caught you admiring a mannequin's figure, but she was smiling as she came over.

"If you think that's impressive, you should see what it looks like on an actual human!"

You looked her over. Her uniform khakis were very snug around her shapely thighs, and the plain pink polo couldn't hide the curve of her waist. You slipped on your magic ring, having acquired your next test subject.

"I don't guess live modelling is a part of your job description?"

The attendant -- whose name tag said Emily -- licked her bright red lips as she thought it over.

"We're very specifically not supposed to do that..." Emily stepped forward and leaned lightly against your chest, "But you're cute, and I've been looking for a fun way to get myself fired, so what would you like to see? May I suggest something in red? Red's my favorite color; it makes me feel sexy."