While Janet and Steve were consummating their relationship, Carl was back in the four's original penthouse
suite waking up from a nightmare. Or at least he'd hoped he was. When he woke up and felt the huge weights on
his chest a groaned knowing yesterday was not a dream. To Carl it had been the worst day of his life. First
he'd been turned into a woman by his wife, then when he complained about it she turned him (along with
herself) into a hot, young, buxom, blonde babe and rechristened 'Carly'. If that wasn't enough he and his best
friend were practically kidnapped and forced to go to Vegas where he had spent the rest of his day playing
assorted games with his 'sister' while being groped, leered at, and hit on by what felt like every single guy
(a even a few girls too) in Vegas. Carl rolled over to take a look at what he felt was the only good thing to
come out of this whole thing, his now smoking hot wife, but saw she wasn't in bed with him. Carl feared the
worst when he thought back to last night and remembered her not only accepting some of the flirtations they
received, but flirting right back with some of the guys. Right in front of him! Luckily for him those fears
were subsided when Carl saw Wendy enter the room with a cart of breakfast from room service.
"Good to see you up sis. You've been asleep most of the day. It's already the afternoon, but I guess I can't
blame you after all the fun we had yesterday. Now hurry up and grab a bite to eat for lunch so we can go back
down to the casino and have some more fun!" Wendy said excitedly.
"Wendy, I've grown to be okay with you calling me 'sis' and 'girlfriend' when we're out in public like this.
But right now we're alone. I know you want a girl's weekend, but can't we at least for now be man and wife?"
Carl pleaded.
"Oh Carly," Wendy said, "Don't you see I'm doing this for your own good?"
Getting mad Carl with his voice rising a little said, "For my own good? You turned me into a hot broad and let
me get hit on by who knows how many guys and you tell me it's for my own good?"
"I think it's going to be a good experience for you. It'll help you teach you how to treat a lady, something
you've always had a problem with that you've never grown out of."
Carl decided to bite his tongue rather than say what he really thought about this, but rationalized that the
more he humored her the sooner he'd be back to being himself. "Fine. Sis."
"There you go! Now you're getting into the spirit! Now eat up so we can get back downstairs and have some more
fun."
"About that." Carl said, "Can't we do something besides just go to the casino and get hit on? I mean I know
it's Vegas and all but there is so much more we could do."
Wendy thought about it for a second, "You know what, you're right. There are so many other places in Vegas we
could be right now." Wendy gave a huge grin and Carl all of the sudden felt a sinking feeling in his stomach.
"I wish that we were at..."