My idea was to write something kinky, a bit creepy and kinda cute at the same time. The story about two gorgeous girls that are totally different to each other and, of course, hellish ring. Have fun 
Needless to say, Patricia had a crush on Kat.
She had a tiny crush on her, her best (and virtually only) friend, since pre-school, and it was not something very surprising to anyone. After all, Patricia was always quite lonely child and grow up to be lonely, albeit cute, young woman, nothing surprising she fell for Kat. Kat, who was always the tallest, always the strongest – as strong as the strongest boys – and also very charismatic: because of her Patricia – shy, tiny Patricia – started practising martial arts. And she hasn’t even been the worst martial artist in the club, far from it!
Of course, not as good as Kat – she was the best, like always – but still good. For the first time in Patricia’s life. The next positive aspect of her crush – if she likes you, she will help you in self-improvement.
But Patricia’s tiny crush evolved into something infinitely bigger when both the girls hit puberty. Her friend developed stunning figure and this, in combination with waist-length, honey-blonde hair, made her somebody that you cannot easy forget when you see her. And, to be honest, Patricia was sometimes unable to think about anything else that her friend. Or rather her friend’s body. She was trying to convince herself she loves Kat and only for her perfect personality, although…
Although every rose has it’s thorns, and Kat was not so perfect. She had her bad side as well, her fondness of crazy ideas, to be precise. Patricia was aware of that, of course – she has known her better than anybody – but was still lying to herself that she would accept her friend’s strange conceptions even if her body wasn’t so attractive.
During her sixteenth birthday, on a big, two-people party on the abandoned beach, when Patricia confessed to her (and almost got serious heart attack), the tall girl kissed her lightly on the cheek and whispered two words.
“Defeat me.”
“Sorry, what did you say?”
“We understand each other without words usually. You know what. You know my dreams.”
She knew. Her best friend’s dream was to be with somebody better than she is. That’s why the tiny girl had been waiting so many years to confess, out of being afraid she’s not good enough.
“Defeat me, ” repeated Kat. “Defeat me and force me to cum. And I’ll be yours.”
What? What? WHAT? That was too much for Patricia. And, even for Kat’s crazy imagination, definitely too extreme.
“T...That’s… that’s the… You are asking me to do... R thing on you!”
“R thing. I thought so,” laughed Kat. “You are too weak on mind and body. Although your body is smoking hot”, she winked and left her alone.
Smoking hot? Was it possible that Kat… No, Patricia was not able even to think like this.
That’s why she tried to defeat Kat. And tried again. And again. And again… After all, her best friend’s motto was “Always be prepared”. And, boy, she has always been. She knew Patricia will be attacking from surprise – that has been her only chance to ever win after all – and has been always ready. Even on that summer camp when she had been very tired after whole long day of various sport activities and was virtually falling asleep on the spot. Patricia tried to attack thirty minutes after curfew, in the room the girls were sharing… and exhausted Kat still managed to counter her hit. Another attempt ended like all the previous ones: the tall blonde quickly overpowered and immobilized her tiny, brown-haired friend and was mercilessly tickling her armpits, sides and belly button for long minutes.
Patricia was never sure if she likes that kind of punishment or not. On one hand, being touched by her gorgeous best friend seemed like a dream, she would love Kat to do much, much more to her... On the other hand, even if she wouldn’t have any problems with losing her virginity to Kat, the thing was that definitely not in such a thing like fight. She wanted that moment to be subtle, delicate…
That particular night when strange things started to happen, Patricia was slowly falling asleep in her bed, dreaming about naked Kat undressing her unhurriedly, when her dream changed completely. She was in the long hall, full of mirrors decorated with marbled heads of scabby gargoyles and other creatures on their tops, like in the horror movie, but that was not the strangest thing. The strangest thing was that everything seemed so incredibly… real. Patricia was almost sure she is not sleeping anymore.
“Don’t be afraid” she heard and almost fainted. She was not alone here… wherever “here” was. She turned around and saw that in the end of the corridor there were two children waiting. Waiting and looking at her. The boy, dressed in white robes, and the girl in the purple ones, both six, maybe seven years old. Tiny and seemingly innocent… but their gazes were lustful. Very, very lustful. Almost impossibly, given that they were so small kiddos. Patricia started to feel she’s naked… And she realized she was! She was blushing, panicking and trying to cover herself with her hands at the same time, with no success. And the creepy children were looking at her and grinning wider and wider… Both of them extended their right arms and opened their palms.
“That’s for you!” they said in unison. “Use it. And she will be yours!”
They were giving her two halves of a ring.
