Yes, use the ring on Mom and Rebecca

You gave into the idea and let the ring send out some of its dark magic. But to your surprise, the power did not swirl around you as it normally did. Instead it slithered through the air, barely perceptible until it struck both your mother and her coworker.

They were both momentarily stunned, but you saw the rage melt away from their faces and turn into a different kind of passion. Without thinking about it, the two women began to make out, furiously and hungrily. Their hands exploring each others bodies, with heated curiosity.

You were stunned, half in awe at the sapphic sight before you, and half paralysed by the surreality of your mother in such a sexually charged situation. Soon Rebecca had your mom’s breasts free, large and firm as they were, and quickly went to town sucking and toying with them while your mom cooed with delight.

“Fuck, Vicky,” she said between mauling the tits and macking on with your mom, “you’re so …fucking hot…if only you weren’t such a bitch!”

Your mom closed her eyes, groaning in delight at the ministrations. “And what about you, you little slut? I see you in the office every day with that fucking skirt that you let hike up,” she sucked in a breath as Rebecca gently bit one of her nipples. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long. I know just what to do with that big mouth of yours.”

She pushed her workmate down towards her bare and glistening pussy and Rebecca wasted no time in burying her face into the other woman’s sex. She devoured the cunt like it was the finest meal she ever had, humming and moaning as she did so.

Your mom groaned and laughed to herself. “That’s it my little slut, eat up. It’s what you were made for. It’s where you belong, right here, feasting on my cunt.” Her hand ran through the other woman’s dark hair, playfully almost. “I should keep you here. Chain you to my bed and make you my little bitch.”

That coaxed a moan of delight from Rebecca, muffled as it was by the box she was devouring.

“I’d have you wake me up with your slut lips,” your mother went on, voice thick with lust. “I’d keep you beneath my kitchen table while I eat breakfast, I’d have you waiting naked for me in my room when I come back from work. Day and night you’d service me, cunt. Day and fucking night!”

It wasn’t long until your mom found her first orgasm, but it wouldn’t be the last. She **** Rebecca to eat her out for another ten minutes before finally letting the girl up and working her to her own completion with her fingers.

They lay there in silence for a few moments, the magic slowly fading as their rational minds returned. Rebecca looked absolutely mortified and couldn’t bring herself to look your mom in the eye. She dressed in silence, gathered her files and her bag and hastily walked out. You had to hug the wall so she didn’t notice you as she walked by, but she didn’t even look back. She paused only once, to wipe her mouth, then left. The door banged shut and she was gone.

Your mom dressed, but slower. Her hands gently caressing her breasts, one hand coming down to touch her glistening pussy. She seemed a little confused, but not nearly as much as Rebecca. Not nearly as much she should be, you thought. She took a finger, wet with Rebecca’s saliva and her own juices, and sucked it lightly.

What the hell happened? The ring almost completely transformed your loving mother into an aggressive lesbian. Was it a real and hidden part of her, or was the ring’s magic truly so transformative? You felt it grow red hot on your finger, and felt dark thoughts swirl in your mind and heart. Sleep did not come easy that night.