5 minutes later, the taxi arrived at Karen's place. Mark looked back at his friends: Karen and June were making out passionately in the backseat. Karen had removed her sweater, letting June play with her boobs. June's skin-tight jeans was open, and Karen's right hand was fucking June's pussy. Seeing that excited him and trigered something inside his body: for a brief moment, his face softened, his Adam's apple disapeared, his breasts regained their D-cup glory, his hair grew down past his shoulder and his hips expanded. Then, he felt ashamed and turned his head to not look at his two lesbian friends, and his body reverted back to 100% male. The taxi driver, a woman who was also one of Liz's regular customer (and who had been a man a few months earlier), acted as if she didn't notice Mark's temporary transformation nor the lesbian couple in the backseat.
"Karen, you're home" said Mark. Karen and June stopped and re-adjusted their clothes, but they had the firm intention to continue having sex as soon as possible.
Karen stepped out the taxi and said "Goodnight, Mark, thanks for the ride ! See you on Monday !"
June followed Karen and also said goodbye to Mark. The two women then entered into Karen's building, holding hands.
"Sir, where shall I drive you to ?" asked the taxi woman. "Shall we go back to Liz's ?"
Mark thought about going back to that bar. He thought about all the hot lesbian women who were there. He had been ditched by his friends, so why not looking for a new company ? As Mark considered this option, his body transformed again, but this time it was slower and more natural. He thought about his four friends - Cynthia and Sam, Karen and June, who were all having a good time together while he was alone. If only he had a great female body like them, he would easily find another woman to have sex with. Or maybe join two of his friends for a lesbian threshold. His body became androgynous, with a cleary feminine face, small breasts, he was still tall and muscular, but more like an amazon than an Hercules, his penis shrank and his balls moved inside as they changed to become ovaries.
But just before he could fully become a woman, Mark remembered he had an important football game the following day. He couldn't be a woman, not yet. Mark believed that the football team's needs were more important than his. The pain and the headhache came back, stronger than ever. Mark lacked the will to finish his transformation, and once again his body reverted back to male, leaving only regrets and mild gender disphoria in Mark's mind.
Mark then realized that the taxi was driving back to Liz's bar. When he asked the taxi woman about this destination, she answered he needed help. Mark thought the woman was very nice. She was nice-looking too, for a woman in her forties. Mark could'nt help but thinking that the woman must be very experienced in lesbian sex, she could indeed help him to ... No, he couldn't let that happen. Instead, Mark said: "No, don't go to Liz's. Here is the address of my parent's house. Please drive me home."
The taxi woman obeyed, and 20 minutes later she left Mark in the suburb where his parents lived. Mark paid her for the ride. She gave him her professional card. "Call me if you change your mind, sweethart" said the taxi woman before driving away. Mark let her go without a word, then went straight to his bedroom.
"Worst. Night out. Ever." Mark thought before he drifted into sleep.