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Hermione and Martha entered the women’s restroom. Carla was sitting on the sinks. Her makeup was smeared by her tears.

“Hello Carla!” Martha said. “What happened? You look terrible!”

“You!” Carla shouted. “You ruined my life!”

“What’s going on! Please explain!”

“First, you turn me into a girl. And then, you have the guts to leave me that way. You have no idea what I’ve been through thanks to you: It was so humiliating to be constantly hit on by those guys at the vernissage. And having to cope with all the female problems… I was lucky to have Stefania to support me. But the final straw was this bastard Claudio.” She complained.

“Who’s Claudio? I don’t know what you are talking about!” Martha replied.

“I met Claudio about two weeks ago. He was different from all the other guys. He was kind and caring. I felt somehow attracted to him. So I accepted to see him again. We had such a good time together. But this evening, I… I… I found out that he’s cheating me. Maybe he’s even cheating that other girl with me. I don’t know. I just feel so… so used.” Carla burst into another stream of tears. Martha and Hermione tried to comfort her.

“I tried to teach you a lesson. But it seems this has gone too far.” Martha spoke with a sorry voice. “Have you learned you lesson now?”

“I think so. If you turn me back, I promise that I will treat girls nicely from now on. I’ll find a nice girl and I’ll be the best boyfriend possible to her, I promise.” Carla cried.

“Ok, I’m convinced!” Martha replied. “Hermione, could you please take care that nobody interrupts us?” Hermione nodded. First, she checked the WCs then she looked outside the door. “The coast is clear!” she called.

“Ready?” Martha asked and blinked. Again, Carla felt the tingling and a moment later, she was Carlo again. His cloths however haven’t changed. Martha gave Hermione a sign she shouldn’t not spoil the surprise. A moment later, Carlo cried out. “Give me male cloths, at once!” he shouted at Martha. Martha felt her anger rise but she found her control again and gave Carlo an intimidating look. Carlo's shoulders dropped. "Please....?" he asked meekly. Martha shrugged and turned his clothes back into male ones. Carlo was finally happy.

“You shouldn’t be caught in here!” Hermione mentioned. “Better get out of here.”

Three dances later, Tony and Stefania were exhausted. For both, it was a very beautiful experience and the last dance, a slow waltz, they had danced clasped to each other. Tony proposed to return to Hermione and Martha as Stefania opened her purse to give Tony her phone number. In this moment, Carlo rushed on the dance floor and grabbed Stefania’s hand.

“We are going home now!” he explained and dragged her with him.

“Let her go or else…” Tony interfered, but Carlo, who was far more muscular than Tony, pranced in front of Stefania’s suitor. When he even raised his fist, Tony was intimidated and backed away.

“Tony!” Stefania cried and stretched her hand towards him. But she was too weak and Carlo dragged her away. Tony tried to reacher her, but he was to late. He lost them in the crowd. Crushed in despair, Tony returned to Martha and Hermione.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Description
Hermione and Martha entered the women’s restroom. Carla was sitting on the sinks. Her makeup was smeared by her tears.

“Hello Carla!” Martha said. “What happened? You look terrible!”

“You!” Carla shouted. “You ruined my life!”

“What’s going on! Please explain!”

“First, you turn me into a girl. And then, you have the guts to leave me that way. You have no idea what I’ve been through thanks to you: It was so humiliating to be constantly hit on by those guys at the vernissage. And having to cope with all the female problems… I was lucky to have Stefania to support me. But the final straw was this bastard Claudio.” She complained.

“Who’s Claudio? I don’t know what you are talking about!” Martha replied.

“I met Claudio about two weeks ago. He was different from all the other guys. He was kind and caring. I felt somehow attracted to him. So I accepted to see him again. We had such a good time together. But this evening, I… I… I found out that he’s cheating me. Maybe he’s even cheating that other girl with me. I don’t know. I just feel so… so used.” Carla burst into another stream of tears. Martha and Hermione tried to comfort her.

“I tried to teach you a lesson. But it seems this has gone too far.” Martha spoke with a sorry voice. “Have you learned you lesson now?”

“I think so. If you turn me back, I promise that I will treat girls nicely from now on. I’ll find a nice girl and I’ll be the best boyfriend possible to her, I promise.” Carla cried.

“Ok, I’m convinced!” Martha replied. “Hermione, could you please take care that nobody interrupts us?” Hermione nodded. First, she checked the WCs then she looked outside the door. “The coast is clear!” she called.

“Ready?” Martha asked and blinked. Again, Carla felt the tingling and a moment later, she was Carlo again. His cloths however haven’t changed. Martha gave Hermione a sign she shouldn’t not spoil the surprise. A moment later, Carlo cried out. “Give me male cloths, at once!” he shouted at Martha. Martha felt her anger rise but she found her control again and gave Carlo an intimidating look. Carlo's shoulders dropped. "Please....?" he asked meekly. Martha shrugged and turned his clothes back into male ones. Carlo was finally happy.

“You shouldn’t be caught in here!” Hermione mentioned. “Better get out of here.”

Three dances later, Tony and Stefania were exhausted. For both, it was a very beautiful experience and the last dance, a slow waltz, they had danced clasped to each other. Tony proposed to return to Hermione and Martha as Stefania opened her purse to give Tony her phone number. In this moment, Carlo rushed on the dance floor and grabbed Stefania’s hand.

“We are going home now!” he explained and dragged her with him.

“Let her go or else…” Tony interfered, but Carlo, who was far more muscular than Tony, pranced in front of Stefania’s suitor. When he even raised his fist, Tony was intimidated and backed away.

“Tony!” Stefania cried and stretched her hand towards him. But she was too weak and Carlo dragged her away. Tony tried to reacher her, but he was to late. He lost them in the crowd. Crushed in despair, Tony returned to Martha and Hermione.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Part 1: [link]
Part 2: [link]
Part 3: [link]
Part 4: [link]

Part 6 Variant A: [link]
Part 6 Variant B: [link]
Part 7: [link]
Part 8: [link]

This story is based on an idea by

Once more, I'd like to thank for the proof-reading.

The inking for this picture was done by