Your best friend Eva sends you a text

Chapter 3 : Dear old Friend

I was awakened by a notification on my phone. I picked it up and saw that my friend Eva had sent me a text : “Hey Lewis! I have a day off. What about catching up around lunch?”

I yawned and replied “Sure. Rejoice Diner at 12?”.

I sat on my bed and blinked a few times. And then, suddenly, everything about the previous day popped in my mind.

I jumped out of bed and opened the drawer. The ring was still there. I looked at my desk and found uncle Tim’s letter.

The ring was real.

Yet after a good night of sleep I couldn’t help but wonder if this wasn’t just a crazy dream. Maybe the ring was real but the powers were just me going crazy. This certainly seemed more plausible than it being able to manipulate reality.

Eva texted me again, confirming the rendez-vous.

I took a shower very quickly, got dressed, and went to the kitchen.

Emily was there, eating cereals. She looked like she had spent the last hours crying.

“Everything alright?” I asked.

“No… Everything is not alright!” She cried. “My life is a mess.”

“Why? What’s going on sis?”

“I… I can’t tell you…”

She burst into tears.

It only took me a few seconds to have an idea of what was going on. If last night wasn’t a hallucination then she desperately wanted to be straight, and now because of a snap of my fingers she couldn’t do what she was supposed to do about it. She couldn’t even think about doing it. She couldn’t even tell me about it because I said she would do everything to convince me she wasn’t a lesbian.

I looked at her, crying with her hands over her face, and I snapped my fingers.

For a minute I truly believed it didn’t work.

She didn’t stop crying. She got up, and walked next to me. Then, she gave me a hug and cried even more.

As I was holding her, wondering about what was going on and what to do next, she whispered in my ear : “You know, big brother, there is one thing of yours that could make me really happy right now.”

She moved her hand towards my belt and sucked on my earlobe.

I felt myself getting hard again.

Yep, the powers of the ring were real, or this was the longest dream I’ve ever had. I was really tempted to let her fuck my brains out, but I was feeling pretty bad about what I’d done to her.

I snapped my fingers again. She stopped playing with my belt and let her head drop on my shoulder. She started crying again.

I let her hug me for a little while and I gently pushed her aside.

I looked at the time and slipped the ring inside my pocket.

“I really need to go sis. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.” I said.

She nodded without much conviction.

I ran away and got in my car.

On the way to the diner I could not stop but think about what to do about this. I had to find a way to make sure Emily wasn’t miserable or acting like a slut all the time. I didn’t want her to fuck around her whole life. She’d achieve nothing and would just catch STD’s. There was no guarantee that she would even become straight anyway. What had I done?

When I arrived, Eva was already waiting for me inside.

She was sitting in a booth next to the window. She looked at me and smiled.

“Hey Lewis! Long time no see!”

She was an old friend from highschool. We had spent a lot of time together and considered ourselves best friends for a while. After we were done with our studies I moved to New York City to try and make a living, and we lost sight of each other for a few years. Now, I was back in town and I finally had a chance to catch up with her.

She was a beautiful woman, with long red hair attached in a ponytail. She was quite tall and had the face of an angel, filled with freckles. She’d always known that I had a crush on her, but I just wasn’t her type I guess. Last I heard she had a boyfriend now.

I hugged her and sat in front of her. She smiled at me.

“So. big boy. What have you been up to ?” She asked.

“Well nothing much, sadly.” I replied. “Got back two weeks ago and I’m still trying to wrap my head around what to do with my future.”

That wasn’t entirely true. I had just inherited a magic ring allowing me to do pretty much anything and had just ruined my sister’s life with it because I couldn’t stop thinking with my dick. But maybe I couldn’t tell her that. Right?

Or...Maybe I could. Worst case scenario I could use it to make her forget everything.

“Actually…” I said. “Something weird happened to me.”

A pretty young dark haired girl with quite breasts in a diner uniform showed up and smiled at us both.

“Hello. I’m Marie, your waitress today. Do you already know what you want to eat?” She asked.

We quickly ordered our food. She thanked us and walked back towards the kitchen.

“So what happened? You got laid?” Said Eva once the girl was far away enough from the table.

“Actually…”

“Damn you did get laid!” She exclaimed with a smile. “Lucky you! Do I know her? It’s a small town after all.”

Well this was awkward.

“Ok one step at a time Eva.” I said. “This is kind of a long story.”

“I’m all ears!”

So I told her about the ring. I explained to her everything my uncle Tim had said in his letter, but I did not tell her about what happened the night before. I was smart enough to know I’d gone too far and even her would not approve of my actions.

She listened in silence but did not seem convinced by any of it. I couldn’t blame her for that.

“Do you have the ring with you?” She asked.

I pulled it out of my pocket and put it in front of me on the table.

She grabbed it and simply put it on one of her fingers. I didn’t have any time to stop her. I looked at her, horrified.

“Give it back Eva!” I shouted. Everyone in the diner seemed to turn their heads in our direction.

“Jeez Lewis!” She said. “No need to shout.”

She was right. I didn’t want to attract unnecessary attention.

“Please, Eva. Just give it back.” I begged.

“Wait a minute! If you want me to believe your story you at least have to let me try it for myself.”

She had a point. I wanted her to believe me, and even if this was dangerous it definitely was the quickest and easiest way.

“Fine.” I said. “But please be careful about what you say while wearing it.”

“Just so I make sure I got it right. Whatever I say or ask will become true?”

I nodded.

“Pretty much. Except for anything that would be physically impossible and you can’t change something you already know for sure to be true. Also it only works through people.”

She put a finger on her lips and looked at the ceiling, thinking.

I was petrified. I wanted her to try it at least once, but she clearly wasn’t taking it seriously and I was terrified of what she would use it for.

“Do you remember Patrick Wood?” She asked.

“Of course I do!” I said. “How the hell could I forget about that disgusting piece of shit?”

Patrick Wood was a guy who spent most of his time from elementary school to high school bullying me. He was stupid, ugly, arrogant and had nothing for him except some muscles he was quite proud of.

“You’re in love with him.” She said, before bursting out laughing.

I blushed like never before.

“Of course I’m in love with him Eva! Everyone knows I’m in love with him. Why the hell do you feel the need to bring that up when you know damn well there is nothing I can do about that?”

Why the hell was she doing that to me? I knew the guy was a jerk, and he definitely wasn’t in love with me. There was nothing I could do and yet I loved him more than anyone else. The guy even had a restraining order against me after I tried for years to make him change his mind out of desperation.

“Ah ah” She said with a fake laugh. “Very funny Lewis!”

She took the ring off her finger and gave it back to me.

I put it back on mine and then suddenly my thoughts stopped in their tracks.

What the hell? I could tell that she’d used it a few times and I didn’t even notice it while she was wearing it. She made me fall in love with Patrick Wood!

Was I still in love with him? No! No I wasn’t now that I was wearing the ring again. Thank god for that! But I still remembered being in love with him. I had real memories of it. She had changed my past!

I really needed to be more careful about it all.

This could have been a disaster! Now everyone in town had memories of me being in love with that stupid bully.

“Everyone just forgot, forever, that I ever was in love with Patrick Wood.” I said to Eva.

“What the hell are you talking about? I was joking.” She said, not laughing anymore. “Are you still trying to make me believe in the magical powers of your ring?”

“You know what?” I said. “Let me prove it to you!”

“Sure.”

I took the ring out of my finger but made sure to keep it in my hand.

“In a minute I’m going to ask you to take off your shoes. I want you to do your best not to.”

“Shouldn’t be too hard.” She said.

I put the ring back on my finger.

“Take off your shoes.” I ordered.

She leaned down and removed them.

I looked at her with my eyebrows raised.

“What?” She asked. “You think I did it because you asked and you have a magic ring?”

“I just told you to do your best not to do it.”

“Well yeah but I felt uncomfortable. This has nothing to do with your ring.”

This was getting frustrating.

“What if I made you do something crazier?” I asked.

“Like what?Take my clothes off?” She joked.

“Why not?”

“You’re crazy.” She said. “But you know what? Let’s go for that. Surprise me!”

“Don’t you think you should take your clothes off right now?”

She laughed.

“Actually. Just to drive you nuts, I’m going to.”

And just like that she unbuttoned her shirt, took it off, and soon she was sitting down in just her bra and panties with all her clothes in a pile next to her.

“You don’t mind people seeing you like that in the middle of a restaurant?” I asked.

“Of course not! Everyone knows me. They know I wouldn’t do it without any good reason.”

I took the ring off for a minute.

“And if I asked you to get completely butt naked?”

She laughed again.

“Hey I know you’ve always had a crush on me but don’t push your luck too far. That’s the most you’ll see of me, ever.” She replied with a smirk on her face. “I have a boyfriend, you know.”

“Yeah I know.” I said. I could feel my dick starting to do the thinking for me. Hopefully this time it wouldn’t end as badly as the day before.

I put the ring back.

“Are you going to show me your boobs?” I asked.

“Actually that’s the only good reason I have to take my bra off.” She said very seriously. “We’ve known each other for a while and you’re a guy. I’m a bit self conscious now that I have a boyfriend. I feel like I can’t really get any honest feedback from him about my body because he’s really nice and he doesn’t want to hurt my feelings.”

With that said, she unclasped her bra and let her two beautiful boobs out in the open.

“Honestly. What do you think of them?”

I moved a hand closer.

“Hey!” She exclaimed, putting her arm over her tits. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Can I touch them?” I asked with a smile.

“Well yeah of course you can but you need to ask first. Jeez!”

I grabbed her left tit and started playing with it. She didn’t have very large boobs but they were soft, round and firm.

“So?” She asked, after a couple minutes. “I didn’t get them out for you to play with them. I need your opinion.”

“Wouldn’t you like them to be bigger?” I asked. I had given up. My dick was my brain now. I wanted to explore the power of the ring without limit. I’d have time to worry about my own morality after emptying my balls.

“Of course I would.” She said. “But I’m not the kind to go do surgery just to get bigger tits.”

“But you are, right?”

“Well… I’m definitely thinking about it. I don’t want to spend money on that thought.”

“It would be worth it, don’t you think?”

She sighted.

“It would. I think I might do it.”

“Are you going to take an appointment for that later today?”

“As a matter of fact, I am. I think I should definitely do it.”

She smiled.

I just made my best friend decide to get new tits. This was so fucking wrong and so fucking hot at the same time. I wasn’t even into fake tits. But, I had the power to do it.

“I’m not worried.” I said. “The tits you’re gonna get are going to be fantastic and feel like natural ones.”

“Of course they will ! I’m not going to pay for awful plastic looking ones!”

“So how big do you want them to be?”

“I don’t know. Just a big bigger than what I have now.”

“But you want really big ones, right?”

She bit her lips for a second.

“Actually…” She said. “I do. Don’t you think it would be too much?”

“You would find them perfect” I said.

“I think so.”

She smiled.

“Thank you for your help Lewis. She said.”

With that she grabbed her bra back into her pile of clothes.

“Wait!” I exclaimed. “Maybe you should stay naked for the rest of the meal”

“You’re right! I do feel pretty good like that. It’s pretty warm in here.”

She dropped the bra and removed her panties. My dick got even harder.

Marie, the waitress, came back with our food. She didn’t seem too worried about Eva being topless.

She was about to leave when her own big breast caught my attention.

“Miss!” I said. “I have a quick question for you.”

She turned around and looked at me, puzzled.

I paused a second to think about what I was about to say.

“Is it true that there is a secret thing we can order from the menu that is literally a titjob from the waitress of our choice?”

Marie suddenly looked very uncomfortable.

“Well…” She said. “Yes. That’s a pretty dumb joke from the owner.”

“Lewis?” Intervened Eva. “Don’t tell me you really expected to ask the waitress to give you a titjob?”

I raised my hand for her to shut up and turned my attention back at Marie.

“Well.” I said. “Is it true that it’s actually not a joke and that it’s actually a real part of the menu? A real part of your job?”

Marie was blushing and visibly growing more uncomfortable.

“Sir…” She mumbled “I’ve never been asked to do that before and while I know it’s supposed to be something we do here. I don’t think I’m ready to do it.

“Lewis!” Shouted Eva. “What the fuck is wrong with you today?”

“I think you are lying to me right now.” I explained to the waitress, very calmly. “I think that you’ve done it quite a lot. It’s a completely normal thing to do for a waitress, right? Something you’ve been trained for and that you enjoy doing as much as possible?”

Marie had a sudden shift in attitude, and gave me a warm smile.

“Actually, sir. You are right. I’m sorry I already had to do it if a few times today and I was just a bit tired. It was wrong of me to try and make you think I wasn’t taking my responsibilities as a waitress seriously. I’d be glad to do it for you.”

I grinned. Eva looked quite unpleased.

“I didn’t know you were a supporter of prostitution, Lewis.” She said, visibly disappointed.

“I’m not.” I said. “It’s prostitution only if I pay for it.”

I turned towards Marie.

“It’s a free service, right?”

“It is.” The waitress said.

That didn’t seem to be enough to please Eva.

“I’m not going to sit here and watch her give you a titjob. Maybe we should call it a day?” She said.

“Aren’t you curious to see how a proper titjob is done?” I asked. “After all you’ll soon have big tits. Don’t you want to know how to do it so you can please your boyfriend?”

“You have a point. Fine. I’ll stay out of curiosity.”

“Marie?” I asked. “Do you clean your tits fully between two titjobs?”

“Of course sir!”

Good. I almost forgot about that. I didn’t want to get an infection or something if she had done it earlier today.

Marie gave me another smile and got on her knees in front of me. She opened the front zipper of her uniform and got her huge boobs out. They were amazing.

She unbuckled my belt and took my hard cock out like a pro. She apparently had some lube in one pocket and threw some on her tits and a bit more on my dick.

She then started working her magic, making me slide between her fantastic warm boobs and squeezing them with her hands, moving her chest up and down.

I was out of breath. This felt amazing.

I turned my head to look at Eva. She seemed a bit uneasy but was looking with attention at everything.

Something was missing from the whole experience. She was missing from it. I laughed.

“Eva.” I called, between two moans.

“What?”

“Are you disappointed by your boyfriend, sexually?”

She blushed.

“Well it’s not a secret that he’s having a bit of trouble with that. He’s had bad experiences before. He just needs to trust himself more.”

“Would you say you are sexually frustrated at the moment?”

“Duh! Until he gets a bit better at it, of course I am. And don’t you think this is none of your business?”

“Do you love him?”

“Of course I do!”

This was going to be a lot of fun.

“He’s never going to please you in bed. He’s not even a good kisser, right?” I said.

Marie was still moving up and down, my dick poking in and out of her massive tits.

Eva didn’t even reply this time. She just looked sad, lost in her thoughts.

“You want someone who could touch you the way he can’t. But you don’t want to break up with him.”

She slowly nodded, tears coming up.

“You want to cheat on him for that.”

Again, she nodded.

“You’re perfectly fine cheating on him for that. Cheating on him makes you super horny.”

She wiped away her tears and nodded one more time.

“Would you like to cheat on him with me?” I asked, finally. “I mean… You would love the way I would touch you and care for you sexual needs, right?”

She suddenly looked like she saw the light.

“Would you do that for me?” She asked. “I mean... I know you have a crush on me but we would only be sex friends. Nothing more.”

“I’m fine with that Eva.” I said.

She smiled.

“Unfortunately I don’t think you’ll have any energy left for me once you’ll be done with Marie, here.” She joked.

“Wanna passionately make out with me while our waitress finishes her job? You must be super aroused right now.” I said, trying to distract myself from the wonderful feeling of my dick squeezed between two lovely boobs so I could last a little bit longer.

Eva moved so she was sitting next to met and grabbed me tight. She leaned forward and kissed me. It was a dream come true. She was all over me. Her tongue was dancing with mine. She was moaning and running her hands on my neck and my hair while Marie was still meticulously taking care of my cock.

I was on the verge of the biggest orgasm of my life. I could feel it.

“Eva!” I called, breaking the kiss briefly. “Would you like to help me finish it with your mouth so you can swallow all my cum and lick my dick clean? Marie is going to help you with that.”

She smiled and moved her head closer to my dick, still partially lost between Marie’s giant boobs.

The waitress moved back a little, making sure the tip of my cock remained out of her tits.

Eva got her lips around my head. I trusted forward a few times, groaning and then… I almost blacked out from the pleasure that rushed over me. I felt like my penis was a hose.

When I opened my eyes again, Marie was zipping her top up again, her uniform covered in cum, like everything was normal, and Eva, still naked, was running her tongue around my flask dick.

“Do you like how my cum tastes?” I asked her.

“Of course I do. Your cum tastes great.” She replied, licking her lips.

I looked around. No one seemed bothered by what had just happened. Then, I saw a waitress kneeling in front of another customer at another table. She was clearly giving him a titjob as well. The people on the nearby tables didn’t not seem to worry about it. I made it normal for people to order free titjobs in this diner. I wondered if the ring had also found ways to make it legal. I knew it probably couldn’t be, but my understanding of laws was, after all, limited.

Eva looked at her phone and put her clothes back on.

“I’m sorry Lewis. This was lovely but I need to get going. I need to get an appointment for my new tits.”

She kissed me goodbye, dropped money on the table and added : “I’ll see you soon. My boyfriend is out of town for a few days tomorrow. Maybe you could help me with some of my… frustration.”

And just like that she left.

Then, with my balls now empty, I suddenly realized what I’d done.

I made all the waitresses of the diner have to give titjobs to customers if they asked for it, and more importantly I made my best friend be unhappy about her own boyfriend, FOREVER, so I could fuck her.

I tried to reason with myself. If she coud love him and fuck me on the side, she’d be happy about it and he would never know. That way everyone was happy.

I left a big tip and ran towards my car.

I suddenly felt alone. Very alone.

If only I could share this with someone. Maybe get some advice? But I couldn’t...

Then it hit me.