The Ring
Copyright© 2026 by bumastis
Chapter 1
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A young boy finds a magic ring. It allows him to change into various other bodies, male and female. He uses it to have a wild sex life, becoming wilder and wilder, until he becomes a famous porn star, as a male and as a female.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Hermaphrodite Fiction Body Swap Incest Mother Son Father Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Male Oriental Female Hispanic Male Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration First Oral Sex Pegging Sex Toys Prostitution Transformation
My name is Frank, and I’m fifteen, just starting high school. I’m an ordinary guy. Well, I was until recently. I was out for a walk in the forest preserve near my home one day. End of summer, nice and warm, nothing else to do.
I saw a small trail leading away from the formal path in the woods, like a deer trail. I thought it might be interesting to see where deer went, so I followed it. It went on for quite a ways into the forest, not over easy ground, either. Which is why I tripped over a large root of a tree, sticking up into the trail. The deer’s feet had easily cleared it, but not mine. Down I went.
I was sprawled on the ground and started to get up when I saw something shiny near my right hand. I grabbed at it and brought it up with me as I stood up. It was a ring, covered in mud, the hole for the finger all caked with dried mud. I tried to loosen it to try the ring on, but it was solid. I stuck the ring in my pocket and went back home.
By the time I got home I had forgotten about the ring until I stuck my hand in my pocket for something else. I felt the ring, remembered it, and pulled it out. Still all caked with dried mud. I put it in a bowl, filled the bowl with water, and set it in my bathroom sink.
That night I used the bathroom before going to bed. When I washed my hands I noticed the ring, so I lifted it from the bowl and played with the mud. Now it was softened enough to clean it off. I wiped it all off, washed the ring with soap and rinsed it. It looked really nice, maybe even gold. It looked like a man’s wedding ring, but a big one. My dad had a ring sort of like this, but not as wide. I wondered how some guy lost his wedding ring in the woods.
Well, it was mine now. No, I thought to myself, I should inspect it first. Maybe the guy had something inscribed inside. Dad had his wedding date inside his. If there was any clue to the guy, I should try to find out who he is. I got out a magnifying glass and looked it over carefully.
Nothing on the inside. But on the outside, going all the way around, was this inscription: “More possibilities than you could ever imagine”. What did that mean? I had no clue to that. Or to who had owned the ring. So that made it mine. Cool, a neat looking maybe-gold ring, all mine. I tried it on my right hand ring finger.
There was a brief flash in my mind. Poof! I felt different, somehow. My t-shirt seemed a bit tighter across my chest. A strand of hair floated across my face on the breeze from an open window. Wait! I had short hair! I reached up and grabbed a handful of long hair, same color brown as mine, but inches longer.
I looked down at my chest and saw two bulges. I pulled my t-shirt off and saw two breasts! Not just a plump chest, but two definite breasts. I’d gotten that far on dates that I could easily recognize them. I was shocked. I pulled the ring off my finger.
Poof! Another flash of light in my mind. No breasts. No long hair. What the hell? I put the ring on again, another flash, breasts and long hair. I just stood there thinking about this, rather numbly. I had a horrible thought, braced myself for the worst, and dropped my shorts and underwear. No cock. A nice clear groin, covered in brown pubic hair, but no cock. I was afraid of what I’d find, but I reached down to my crotch and felt. I felt a pussy. A pussy. I had changed into a girl.
I ripped the ring off my finger again, and Poof! I was a boy again, cock, balls, and all. What was happening? How could this possibly be? Was it dangerous? Well, nothing seemed to be permanent. I changed into a girl when I put the ring on, but it only lasted as long as I wore the ring. If I took it off, I was back to being myself. So, it seemed safe enough. So I could do this all I wanted.
But why would I want to do it? Curiosity. It occurred to me that I could learn how girls reacted to a guy’s touch. If I asked a girl how she felt when I touched her someplace, she might not be fully honest about it. But if I turned into a girl, I could touch my girl breasts and know exactly how it felt to a girl. Same with the girl pussy I’d have.
And not just the obvious, intimate spots. I could stroke my girl body’s arms, and see how that felt. Or my sides, not even near the breasts. Thighs near the pussy were obvious, and I’d get slapped. But what about closer to her knees? Or her calves? Her back, away from her ass? There were so many ways to touch a girl without seeming to be too lecherous. I could learn just how to stimulate a girl to get the best possible reaction from her. This was a chance for some serious research.
I put the ring on again. Poof! Tits and no cock. Great, for once that was what I wanted. I stroked my breasts and it felt nice. More sensation than if I had felt my boy chest. Interesting. I played with the nipples, and, oh, my God! What a thrill that gave me! I knew girls had always reacted to my playing with their nipples, but now I knew why! I kept playing with them, enjoying the wonderful sensations I was feeling. I was getting wet.
Wait! What? Getting wet? Yes, I dropped my hand to my pussy and it was wet, leaking girl cum. Oh, wow! I lay down on the bed with my legs spread and started fingering my pussy, and that felt great, too. I stuck my finger in as far as I could. I couldn’t tell if I had a hymen or not. I’d never gotten this far with a girl yet.
I ran my finger up the slit, and that felt good, too. Then I touched something and I got a real jolt. I remembered something from SexEd class. I must have touched my clit. Wow! What a strong feeling of wild pleasure that was! I touched it again. Oh, my God! So wonderful a feeling! Another touch and I felt an incredibly wild explosion of pleasure! I was having a girl orgasm! Wow!
It took me a while to calm down from that. When I was calm, I took the ring off and was a boy again. I still felt some sort of aftershock from that orgasm. I couldn’t believe what I’d just gone through, but I knew I wanted to do it again. But not tonight. I put the ring on my nightstand and went to sleep.
I woke up on Monday morning and remembered everything that had happened the night before. My cock was still there, my chest was flat, my hair was short. I got out of bed, grabbed the ring, and went into my bathroom. I faced the mirror and put the ring on. A mental flash, startling enough still that I didn’t see how the change was made. But there I was, a girl. The face looked a lot like mine, but softer, more feminine. Almost like a twin sister might have looked, if I had had one. Naked, with nice tits but not big, a pussy, and, when I turned around and looked over my shoulder, a nice ass, too. I took the ring off, and my boy ass wasn’t that nice looking. I guess that was a good thing.
I showered, dressed, and went down for breakfast. School wouldn’t start for another week, which was fine with me. I wanted to see what else I might learn about this ring and being a girl. I’d need some time to do some more exploring. My folks both worked and had already left. They felt I was old enough to get my own breakfast and didn’t need supervision during the day. I silently thanked them for that. I didn’t want anyone seeing what I was going to be doing today.
I went back to my room and got set for some experimenting. I had had a weird thought that hadn’t made any real sense to me, but I needed to check it out. Did the ring only work on the one finger? I tried it on the little finger of my right hand. Nothing happened. No Poof! No flash of light. No changes.
Maybe it only worked on the ring finger. Well, then maybe I should try my other ring finger, on the left hand. I got naked so it would be easier to see any changes that might happen. I didn’t really expect anything but turning into a girl again, but I wanted it to be easy to notice. That sure worked. The usual flash and Poof! I almost fainted.
I had two cocks. And two sets of balls. They were both limp, but it wasn’t hard to imagine what I’d look like if they were both erect. What was I going to do with 2 cocks? I hadn’t had a chance to use the one cock I normally had on any girls yet. Why two? Well, I had seen some porn, and thought about anal sex. One cock for the cunt, one for the ass. That would work. Would any girl want to try that? Where would I find a girl like that?
I had only a normal sized groin, so the two cocks kind of got in each other’s way. I didn’t mind seeing them disappear when I took off the ring. I was about to try another finger when I thought I should make a list of what it does on each finger. I got a pencil and some paper and wrote down what I had learned so far.
Which one next? I tried the left little finger. Like the one on my right hand, there was no effect. Okay, little fingers, nothing. Ring fingers, weird. I tried the right hand middle finger. Flash. Poof! I was a girl again, but a blonde this time, with slightly larger breasts, I think. I didn’t measure them, so I wasn’t sure. Then I remembered my phone could take pictures. The ultimate selfie, me turned into various girls.
Yes, the blonde did have slightly larger breasts, with smaller aureoles around the nipples. Natural blonde, too. I took a picture of me with the two cocks, too, just for the record.
I tried the left middle finger next. I was still a boy, but I looked different. I had black hair, not my normal brown. My size, but my cock looked a little different. I took a picture and it was maybe a little longer, limp. Maybe.
That left my two forefingers. I put it on my right forefinger, and got the usual flash and Poof! I had breasts again, and a cock. Whoa! What had I turned into now? Was I a futa freak? I felt my groin. No, I wasn’t a futa, I had a pussy and a cock. I was a hermaphrodite. Holy cow! What use was that? Could I fuck boys and girls at the same time? Would I want to?
I pulled the ring off that finger and tried it on the left forefinger. Flash, Poof! Same thing. Weird, I’d never had exactly the same result from two different fingers. I felt my groin again, and this time didn’t find a pussy. I was a futa. Why? What use would that be? Seduce a lesbian with the tits and then surprise her with the cock? How mad would she get? How badly would she beat me for the trick?
I pulled the ring off again and sat down on my bed to think about this some more. I could turn into a futa, a hermaphrodite, a guy with 2 cocks, all monsters, sort of. I suppose I could figure out some way to have some interesting sex with any of those forms, but with whom?
I could also turn into a female version of myself, or another girl, or another boy. Why be another boy? If I couldn’t get a girl as me, would looking like someone else really help any? And why be a girl? One who looked a bit like me, or any other girl? It would be kind of interesting to know what girl feels when she’s fucked, but I’d have to let a boy fuck me to find out. All right, he’d be fucking a girl, but that girl would really be me.
As a girl, I could have lesbian sex with another girl. That’d be a lot of fun! But if I can’t get a girl into my bed as a boy, how was I going to do it as a girl? I kept coming back to how did a girl feel when she had sex. I wondered if there was some way to find out without having sex with a boy. I could ask some girl, of course. And she’d probably slap my face so hard I’d have a permanent red mark on my face forever.
What about a dildo? The idea suddenly popped into my head. Yeah, I’d seen dildos in porn videos. Fake cocks should do for the feeling a girl has when she’s fucked. Or maybe vibrator, that might be more fun, with the vibrations and all. I went online on my laptop and found a porn store. I lied about my age and got in. All sorts of dildos, vibrators, sex toys of all sorts. I had no idea what some were even for, or how to use them.
I just wanted a simple dildo. Maybe a vibrator, too. Reading the description, it sounded like it would add to the orgasm. Then, what size dildo? They came in a huge range of sizes. Way too long for any real cock. Way too thick for any real, human cock. I got out a ruler and measured my erect cock and used that for the length. A piece of string wrapped around it gave me the right thickness. I wanted to fuck my girl pussy with my (imitation) boy cock.
I used my bank debit card and almost drained it buying these two things. But I could now experiment without having to get anyone else involved. I figured the stuff would get here before the weekend, when my parents would be around. That’d be good. I didn’t want to have to explain why I was buying a dildo.
Now, what should I do next? Experiment, of course. I turned into a girl who didn’t look a bit like me. I chose an Irish girl, having seen a nice Irish girl in an online ad. Red hair, nice tits, really pale skin, freckles all the way down between her breasts. I took the ring off, then put it back on, thinking about an Irish girl with bigger breasts. Same girl, but her, my, breasts were a cup size larger, at least. Wow! I could tailor these girls any way I wanted!
I put the ring on my left middle finger, to get another boy’s look. I thought about a boy with a real long cock. My cock was now a foot long! I couldn’t believe it. Huge! Girls would be so impressed with a cock like this. They’d be so scared of it, too. Maybe I should stay with my own size. I took a picture of it anyway. I might want to remember that one sometime.
I was getting horny doing all this and needed to masturbate. I realized I now had a choice of how I could masturbate. As me, as some other guy (like the one with the foot long cock), as a girl. Oh, what about as a hermaphrodite? A pussy with a clit, and a cock. Wow! What an idea! I slipped the ring on my right forefinger and Poof! I had a pussy and a cock again.
I pulled the covers from my bed and lay down with my legs spread. I wanted to be sure I had good access to my pussy, as well as my cock. I stroked my cock with my right hand, my usual way to masturbate, and fingered my pussy with my left hand. Oh, my, the combination felt so good! I was getting aroused in a whole new way, feeling two types of lust rising in me. My cock got real hard, my pussy got sopping wet. Then I came. Oh, my God! Two orgasms, my cock spurting cum all over my belly, and my pussy flowing with cum all over the sheets. I almost fainted from the force of the orgasms. I lay there panting for several minutes, trying to recover. Wow!
I put the ring on my left forefinger next, and turned into a futa again. Not as much fun as a hermaphrodite. I had tits and a cock, but no pussy to finger. Still, I got aroused in a different way from caressing my breasts while stroking my cock. Not as violent an orgasm, but very nice anyway.
By now, it was late afternoon, and I was feeling drained. Magic ring or not, I had only so much cum in me and I had used it all up. I stripped the sheets from my bed and washed them. Then I took a shower and cleaned myself up. I dried the sheets and got them back on my bed just before my folks came home from work. What a wild day!
The next day I experimented with the two cocks. It was awkward beating off two cocks at once, but possible. I couldn’t read a porn story because I needed a hand to get to the next page. Pictures weren’t any better, but videos worked quite well. I could start one and just watch and beat off both my cocks. I was a little surprised when they both squirted cum out at the same time. Thinking about it, though, it made sense. It was my mind that was getting turned on, no the cocks. So when I was aroused enough, wham! Orgasms!
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