The Ring
Copyright© 2026 by bumastis
Chapter 4
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 4 - 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
On Monday, we all went to see Mr. Brown and sign a contract. My folks were taking a lot of time off work for all this, but they said it was just part of taking care of me. Making sure I didn’t do “anything too stupid”, as they put it. I went as Francine, because Frank was underage and not allowed into the building. I dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, no bra, so I could switch back when we left.
“All through with classes now, Frank, or should I say Francine?” Mr. Brown asked.
“Frank,” I told him, pulling off the ring and changing to a boy. “I needed the disguise to come here sort of legally. But you want me to sign papers, and I’ve practiced writing in different bodies. My signature is somewhat different with each body.”
“Well, in my office it doesn’t matter. I’ve spent the whole weekend trying to come up with a contract that’s fair to you and to my company. I don’t want to promise you the moon and then find out you’re a flop in front of the cameras. I don’t think that will happen, but I have to consider it. This is a business, after all.
“I don’t want to cheat you, either. If you’re as good as I think you’ll be, you will make my company a ton of money. It’s only fair that you should get a goodly share of that ton. So, I’m offering you a generous amount for two short videos that we’ll make this week.
“We don’t normally rush our work, but I want to see how well your two cock guy sells. If two videos with him sell well, and we get a quick turn-around online, I’ll offer you more, maybe a lot more if the sales justify it.
“Anyway, this contract is a short term deal, for this week and next. Ten thousand per week. The contract is with Frank Wrigley, so you can profit from your work. It will have to be countersigned by your parents, since you are still legally a minor. I am contracting with you to supply me with talent. Talent is an open-ended term. Nothing specified about what the talent has to do. Safe for you and for me.
“This week, the next four days, you will come here in your disguise, whichever one we’re going to be using. To begin with, it’ll be the guy with two cocks. Dress casually, as you might anyway. We’ll provide clothes for your roles. I’ve had my writers working on some sketches over the weekend. We should be able to do two short videos in these four days.
“We don’t normally work that fast, but I want to get a handle on how valuable you really are. The second week, I want to do a short one with the long cock, and one with that redhead.”
“Maureen?” I asked.
“Yeah, she’s hot. Redheads are always popular, and her hair is bright red, but real looking. You don’t mind being fucked as a girl, do you? I mean, you were posing as a girl when I first met and fucked you. Just want to make sure you’re really fine with that.”
“Oh, yeah, I like getting fucked as a girl. It sounds weird. It is weird, I guess, but I just like sex. As a boy or a girl. Fucking males or females. I just want sex. It’s kind of embarrassing to admit. But that’s who I am now. I think there’s some other magic in the ring that’s made me a nympho.”
“Good. After these first two weeks, I’ll have a new schedule for you. A lot of videos of some sort, or just a few of what sells. If your first ones are big sellers, as I hope, I’m willing to pay more and give you a cut of the profits. Not a big cut, but any cut is good. No promises today. Read the contract over, discuss it with your parents, ask me any questions that come to mind. Take your time.”
He handed over the contract, several pages long, a copy for each of us, and sat back in his chair to watch us. We started reading through it. I was skimming along until I noticed George and Marge were still looking at the first few paragraphs. Maybe it’s all important, I thought, and started over.
The contract said I would promise to supply Global Media, Inc. with employees. The duties of those employees weren’t specified. I was offered $10,000 a week for the first two weeks of the contract. The contract was to stay in force indefinitely and the pay per week would be recalculated after the first two weeks, and included in an additional codicil added then.
Nothing about what I was personally supposed to do, except supply employees. Vague employees. Mr. Brown and I both knew what sort of employees they were, but that couldn’t be stated in a contract I could sign. Even if he never used my services after those first two weeks, I’d make $20,000. Not bad for fifteen, going on sixteen.
I expected I’d be working for him for a long time, though, and making a lot more money. I didn’t want to go to college, never had, really. And even if I stopped making movies for him after high school, I should have a big bucket of money saved up by then.
So we signed. I signed first, because I had to. George and Marge signed to show that they approved of my signing. Mr. Brown signed to make it official. Then he told me to put the ring back on so he could give all of us a tour of his facility.
I knew the building was large, I could see that from outside. But I hadn’t figured on how much was actually inside. Lots of small stage sets, bedrooms mostly. A few larger rooms that looked like living rooms or kitchens, or bathrooms. Rooms for the video editing, sound editing, rooms to view the videos for quality or reshooting. Dressing rooms, makeup rooms, wardrobes with all sorts of clothing. Outdoor clothes, regular indoor clothes, underwear, mostly very sexy stuff. The cafeteria. The lounge. He introduced Francine to some of the people we ran into, but this was really just a quick tour.
“Be here at nine tomorrow morning as Richard Richards. That’s the name my script guy gave your man with 2 cocks. Dick Dicks, Dickie 2 Dicks. Not very classy, but we’re porn.”
Then he took us to lunch to celebrate the contract. A very nice restaurant, with wine for the real adults. A couple of the guys who had picked me up as a whore had given me alcohol, and it had always hit me hard. It was always hard alcohol, not wine or beer. And I didn’t like the woozy feeling it gave me. So I really didn’t want any wine anyway.
After the lunch, we went home. I took the ring off as we got into our car and gave a sigh of relief that everything had gone well. Now all I had to do was perform properly as a weird sex object. Back home, my parents became parents again.
“Frank, you’re going to be making a lot of money,” George began, “a huge amount of money for a fifteen year old boy. Sixteen in two weeks, yes, but still young. This money is going to go into your bank account. Marge and I don’t control that account, you do. Up to now, that wasn’t important. Now it is.
“You’ve got, what, almost fifty thousand in that account now? Money from being a whore, and that bachelor party? If Mr. Brown starts paying you a lot more than ten grand, you’re going to be having an enormous amount of money in there. You need to think about how not to spend it.”
“How not to spend it?” I asked, perplexed.
“Are you going to buy thousand dollars dresses, just because you can?” asked Marge. “Do you want a car, even before you get your license? What kind of car? A VW Beetle? A Ferrari? If you throw your money around carelessly, it’ll disappear.
“It doesn’t seem a problem as long as you’re making big money for Mr. Brown. But if something screws up this arrangement. If you get caught somehow. If he goes broke somehow. If anything bad happens, and you stop making big money, you should have most of what you’ve earned still on hand.
“Most. You can spend some of it. We’re not stupid, we know you’re going to want to spend some, and maybe even foolishly. We just want you to pay attention to how much you spend and how much you still have on hand.”
“I get it,” I replied. “Like warning me about pimps and druggers when I was whoring. I didn’t see that, and should have. I did need that warning. I do need this one, too. I was planning on buying some nice presents for my friends, but, well, not all that expensive, either. I promise I’ll be careful with my spending. I’ll probably even ask the two of you before I buy anything big. Thanks for the warning. I do appreciate your taking care of me in every way.”
We have bus service in our town, so I walked three blocks to catch the bus for downtown. Richard Richards was just another guy in jeans and a t-shirt riding the bus. An uncomfortable guy, because my two cocks were rather crowded in my jeans.
An employee badge in the name of Richard Richards was waiting for me when I arrived at the studio on Tuesday morning. I went in and Mr. Brown met me. He introduced me to the director who would be doing the video today, Vic Smith. Then he left to take care of some other part of the business.
“Call me Vic, we’re going to be working very closely here, and formality just gets in the way. So, Jason tells me you have two cocks. I don’t believe that, but I don’t care. If you can make the camera think you have two cocks, that’s all I need. Come with me to the set we’ll be using today.”
We went to one of the smaller rooms, set up like a doctor’s examining room. He pointed to a small pile of clothes on a chair.
“That’s your costume for today. What you’re wearing is fine, too, but we didn’t know how you’d be dressed. We don’t want too casual a look. So strip down and let me see if Jason is talking through his hat or not.”
I stripped down, relieved to get my two cocks freed. He saw them and gaped in awe.
“Wow! How did that happen? Are they real? Both of them? Do they both work? Holy cow!”
“Yeah, they’re both real, and they both work. It’s a little tricky fucking a girl with both of them, but I have.”
“This seemed a simple job, do a video with a new guy. How hard could it be? Now I see why he gave me all week to do this. We’re going to need some rehearsals with the girls, I can see. I’ll go get them now. Don’t bother getting dressed; they’ll have to see your two cocks. Two cocks! Wow!”
He came back with two nice looking women, one a bit older, thirtyish I guess, dressed as a doctor. The other was in her early twenties, probably, dressed as a nurse. They both got bug-eyed when they saw my two cocks. They both came close and started handling them, and were amazed to see both cocks get erect.
“They’re real!” shouted the doctor, whom Vic had called Shandy.
“Fucking wild!” exclaimed Sylvie, the nurse. “How come no one’s ever heard of this?”
“Why would I advertise something like this?” I answered her. “Now I need to make a living, so this seemed a good job to take.” It was a plausible explanation, and who was going to challenge it.
“Okay, ladies, this is a simple little video,” explained Vic, “you fuck both cocks. What’s so hard about that?”
“What? Does he fuck both of us at the same time?” asked Shandy.
“Or does he DP one of us?” asked Sylvie.
“Both. That’s what Jason wants.”
“All right, I can see how he can DP us,” complained Shandy, “but how is he going to fuck both of us at once?
“I’ve done it, ladies,” I comforted them politely. “It’s not awfully easy, but with a little practice, we can do it.”
“Anything for an extra fuck, huh, kid?” asked Sylvie, snidely.
“I was told there might be rehearsals, or retakes, or whatever,” I replied. “What’s the matter? Don’t you want to tell your friends you once fucked a guy with two cocks?”
“There is that. Okay, what do we do?”
I explained the best positions for them to be in, as determined by my friends. It did take some time and experimentation to get it right, but it was fun. For me, and for them. Cock in cunt is always fun.
It took the rest of the day, actually to get the mechanics right. The next day, Wednesday, we did the actual scene. I was supposed to be an ordinary guy going to see his doctor for an examination. The female doctor has me undress, sees the two cocks, and calls in the nurse. I fuck both of them at the same time. Even with the rehearsal the day before, it still took several takes to do it right.
The next day, Thursday, we were going to do the DP of both women. That was easier to set up, and more fun for all of us. Too much fun. They kept messing up on purpose to get fucked some more. I didn’t mind.
We were done in three days, but Mr. Brown had given us four days to make two videos, not just one. So we had just one day, Friday, to do the other. Vic just barged ahead.
“You two girls know what to do now, so you’re going to do this video, too,” he told them Thursday night. “Be here on time in the morning. Same sex action. Shandy, you’re going to be the mother; Sylvie, you’re the daughter. Dickie Dick is a guy you’ve rescued from a heavy rainstorm. You dry him out and see the two cocks. The rest of the script writes itself. Got it?”
Fine with me. Same action, different setting. The women knew what to do now, so we shouldn’t waste too much time. It went well, the plot was simple enough. Oh my look at that! Stick that one here and that one there. Oh, my, both of my holes!
It was late on Friday, past six o’clock, but we were done. Mr. Brown was there for the end of the shoot. He had been worried about getting it done before the weekend, but was happy to see us finish, not on time, but finish anyway. He was also impressed to see me using the two cocks.
“Fra, uh, Richard, that’s great,” he told me. “That’s more impressive than I had hoped for. Good job. Good job, too, Shandy and Sylvie. You must have had the hardest part of this.”
“Yeah, Jason, but it was fun,” they both agreed. “If you want to do more with him, give us a call.”
He turned to me next. He smiled broadly.
“Damn good job, boy! Next week have them send Johnny Long.”
That was our code name for the guy with a long cock. That was going to be interesting, because I’d never used it except to learn cock sucking.
La Tonya was unhappy on Saturday. We’d fucked once during the week, but making videos had taken up a lot of my energy and cum, too. Friday I was worn out from a long day fucking, too.
“Don’t you care about me any more?” she demanded. “Are these porn stars so gorgeous you don’t like me any more?”
“No, dearest La Tonya, I don’t love them. I love you. But this is my job for the summer. Yeah, I’m fucking beautiful women, but next week the producer wants to see Maureen and some of my other girls. Will that reassure you?”
She calmed down, and smiled shyly at me.
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