Ronald’s phone pinged. He must have forgotten to put it on do-not-disturb. He questioned checking on it for a moment and finally relented. Perhaps it was something interesting? Nope! Nope! He quickly glanced up to see if Jon was near but he was still on the other side of the server room. The letterman had slimed, it was almost a woman's cut, highlighting some slightly chubby feminine curves. Despite the sweatpants still being quite loose Jon’s modest hips and developing ass couldn’t be concealed. And his hair had grown a few inches, coming down just past his ears.
The important thing was that Jon was distracted and wouldn’t see Ronald’s phone. It was a notification from DeviantArt. He thought he had turned off all of his DeviantArt notifications when he stopped watching porn 6 months ago. Apparently all but this one. Probably because this artist updated so infrequently. Jon was still busy but he wouldn’t be for long and it wouldn’t hurt to look right.
He clicked on the link. It only took a moment to load and damn. He suddenly remembered why it was so hard to quit. Looking back at him from the glowing display was a fantastic depiction of a woman. Pure fantasy. Rendered with impeccable brushstrokes. He glanced up, Jon was still looking.
Ronald’s eyes darted from the large tits barely contained by a reddish-purpish lacy camisole that belonged more in a bedroom than outside to the thong that rode high, up past her short pleated skirt. The fishnets disappeared into the black boots. A tight waist and plump lips. She was Asian with a touch of blue eyeshadow that complimented her deep blue hair that seemed to spike out artfully in a dozen directions behind her head while three spiked towards that ground framing her face with the bangs that hung close to her eyes.
She screamed sex but not in a cartoonish way. More of the one-off porn star that slept with all her teachers in the one film she appeared in, not for grades but for fun. Because she could. Ronald quickly shut his phone off and shoved it into his pocket, trying to ignore the tent rising in his pants. What was wrong with him? He had a magic stone and 10 people turning into different versions of his ideal girlfriend and he was looking at porn.
He glanced up to check on Jon and fuck!
