Yes/Chad/Spend time with mom
Excited to begin your life of incestuous debauchery, you make your way back down to the living room. Your mom is back in her position on the couch, with her legs pulled up underneath her, but as naked as the day she was born. There is nothing you can do to hide you ridged six inch erection as you gaze across her body. She has kept in shape rather well, even having had four children. She's not exactly skinny, but neither is she plump. She shows only minimal stretch marks from her pregnancies. She's sporting a full bush, which she probably doesn't trim because she isn't currently dating. Her breasts are massive, but a little disappointing. The problem with large breasts is time and gravity. They aren't terrible, but they sag more than is generally appealing.
"Wow mom," you can't help but blurt out, "your breasts are huge. What are they F Cups?"
You see the ring do it's work as she says,"Yes, that's right. Not that it is something you should be interested in, young man!" Much to your surprise, her breasts grow right before your eyes as she says that. Apparently you were off by a cup size or so, and the ring made what you said true! You can alter people physically? This is a game changer!
You think for a moment, trying to pose a question that will reverse the effects of time and gravity on her breasts. It's actually quite frustrating as every question you come up with needs to be answered no instead of yes. Finally you ask, "Have your breasts always been immune to sagging?"
The expression crosses her face once more as her breasts lift and firm before your eyes. "Yes," she says, obviously getting uncomfortable, and maybe a bit upset, "I've been blessed that way. I am not really comfortable talking about my breasts with you though, Chad. That's enough of that."
"Mom," you say, "if we're going to be naturalists, we're going to have to get used to having frank, open discussions about our bodies and sexuality, don't you think?"
"Yes," she says as the ring does its magic, "your right of course. It will just take a bit of getting used to. Especially when you're pointing an erection at me."
Well the night is still young, and your mother is even more of a stone cold fox than when you walked in the room.
What's next?