With a kiss on each cheek from my two feeders, I staggered into my bedroom, clutching my bloated belly, packed tight with the food that had been crammed into it all day. Every time I had even expressed the remotest interest in food, it had been provided, and a look at my room confirmed that either my Mum or my Aunt had been busy during the day, candy bars and bags of chips left lying around within easy reach of my bed, and bottles of soda left on the floor. I collapsed into bed, looking around the room. Everything was slightly different, more cupboards for snacks. I looked at the ring on my finger again, rubbing it with a thumb. I could have everything I wanted. Everything. There was no limit. The stone seemed to gleam for an instant, and the door opened again, Aunt Susan stepping inside with a plate holding a trio of cream cakes, looking at me and running her tongue over her lips.
“Is there anything you want?” she asked. “Anything at all?”
“I was thinking about tomorrow,” he replied. “Might be nice to have some company. Ask Mum to invite a few of her friends around, and tell them to bring some snacks.”
“Want to grow your harem?” With a beaming smile, she placed the tray on the bedside table, and said, “Got it. I’ll let her know right away.” She walked back out of the room, and looking at the ring, I tried a quick experiment, her hair changing from black to blonde, matching Mum’s. No, Lisa’s. It was Lisa and Susan. That was how I was going to think of them now. Susan bounded out of the room, unaware of the change.
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