A different kind of model 112

"I... Umm... Well..." Samuel stammered, feeling that this was the end of the line. He simply couldn't think of any convincing excuse to explain what Francesca had asked. Besides that, the idea of trying to fool his girlfriend was making him sick. He then decided to tell her the truth, even knowing it could end pretty badly. "Fine, Fran... I admit... This is me... Samuel." 

The young woman said nothing for a moment. She just kept looking at the other female in front of her, and that suspense was driving Samuel crazy. When she finally reacted to that revelation, it was very different from what the feminized man was expecting... 

Francesca started to laugh uncontrollably to the point where she almost ran out of air. "I knew it!" she cried out. "I knew you girls would try to prank me when I returned! Oh, Mia and Greta... Both of you are always trying stuff like that! But this time you went a bit too far. Did you really expect me to believe that this girl is my boyfriend?"

Mia, Greta and Samuel exchanged exasperated looks. "Umm... I'm sorry, Cesca, but this isn't a joke, at all" Mia said. "Samantha... I mean... Samuel is telling you the truth." 

"Ha! Very funny. Very funny indeed! You two never give up, do you?" 

"Cesca, honey, come here for a moment" Greta said, taking her friend to the couch. Mia followed them, and Samuel just stood there, standing in the middle of the room as if he were frozen. That situation was simply too surreal… 

"I think I know how to convince you" Greta continued. "Just wait a minute, please." 

When she returned, she was carrying a large folder. Inside it, there were pictures of Samuel wearing all the clothes the girls had designed in the last few months, which made it possible to visualize his transformation over time. 

"B-but it makes no sense" Francesca exclaimed, shocked. "I thought you girls wanted a male model!" 

"That's right, dear" Mia said. "But at some point things started to get out of control... Maybe Samantha... Samuel would like to explain this to you himself." 

With his legs trembling, Samuel approached slowly, and then started the impressive narrative of all the misunderstandings that had led him to that situation. "...And that's how it all happened. Now I need to find a way to terminate that contract to go back to being the old me…"

"I... I can't believe it! Is this really you? Your voice, hair, face, body... For God's sake, you even have boobs! And they are bigger than mine!"

"I know Fran" Samuel said, blushing. "I-it’s just…" 

"I... I need to get out of here!"

"No, Fran, wait! Let's talk a little more and maybe..." 

"Not now. I need to spend some time alone. Everything you three told me... It's too much!" 

The young woman then got up and went towards the door. However, before she could reach it, all of them heard the doorbell ringing again...