It was a cold winter evening when Johannes and his friends met for their weekly poker night at their local pub. The game was full of excitement, and Johannes, feeling confident of victory, went all-in against Max in the final round. Max, however, won with a royal flush—the highest and rarest combination of cards. A mischievous grin spread across Max’s face as he announced: “Johannes, your bet is clear: You’re going to dress up as a woman for Carnival this year. So convincingly that no one will recognize you!”
Johannes accepted the challenge, albeit somewhat reluctantly. After all, a lost bet is a lost bet.
The transformation
The next day, Johannes explained the situation to his sister Lena. She laughed enthusiastically and willingly helped him find the right costume. Lena chose a striking red dress that flattered his figure and ended just above the knee, paired with high-heeled stilettos and sparkling jewelry.
“You’ll look fantastic,” Lena said, and began applying his makeup—foundation, blush, bold red lipstick, and a touch of eyeshadow. Finally, she placed a long, curly wig on his head. When Johannes looked in the mirror, he hardly recognized himself. “Wow,” he murmured, still a little unsure.
Carnival Day
On Carnival day, Johannes was nervous but excited. The streets were full of celebrating people in colorful costumes, and his friends greeted him with astonished looks. Max, who had won the bet, clapped him enthusiastically on the shoulder: “Johanna, you look great!”
As the day progressed, Johannes began to relax into the role. The positive reactions of the people around him, the laughter, and the joking comments made him feel more and more comfortable. The attention he attracted amused him. He slipped into the role of “Johanna” and had fun.
The idea for the photo shoot
A few days later, as Johannes was looking at the pictures from the carnival, an idea came to him: Why not do a professional photo shoot in costume? He called Karl, a photographer he knew, and told him about the bet. Karl laughed and agreed. “This could be really exciting. Come over, and we’ll make the most of it.”
On the day of the shoot, Lena helped him get ready again. This time she chose an elegant black dress that flattered his figure and reached just above the knees. She completed the look with high stilettos and shiny jewelry. “Today we’re playing it safe,” she said as she put the finishing touches on his makeup.
The photo shoot in the studio
In the photo studio, Karl greeted Johannes with a broad smile. “There’s our lovely ‘Johanna’!” he exclaimed. Johannes laughed, feeling a little nervous. Karl began with classic portrait shots in front of a neutral canvas, which quickly loosened Johannes up.
But soon Karl changed direction and suggested more daring poses. “Sit on the bed,” he said, pointing to an elegantly draped bed with soft red velvet pillows. “Spread your legs a little, as far apart as the dress allows.”
Johannes followed the instructions and sat down, carefully opening his legs until the dress was stretched and a large part of his thighs was visible. The camera clicked continuously. “Just a little more,” Karl demanded, “show me your naughty side.”
The more daring poses
Johannes felt his nervousness slowly fade, replaced by a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity. He tried to perform the poses as best as he could, but Karl always wanted more. “Lie back and stretch out one leg,” he said. Johannes lifted one leg, causing the dress to ride up to his thighs.
Karl went even further: “A little more! Let the dress ride up further. Do it playfully, as if you’re having fun!”
The instructions became increasingly clear and specific. “Now sit on the floor, spread your legs as far apart as you can. Imagine you’re at a party, carefree and a little cheeky.” Johannes opened his legs, feeling the dress stretch at the sides and ride up higher.
Karl had Johannes assume poses that became increasingly intimate and provocative. “Lean back, drop your shoulders, and stretch your leg. Perfect!” he exclaimed enthusiastically. Johannes noticed that his poses were becoming more daring, but continued to follow Karl’s instructions. He sat with his legs wide open, his dress pulled up so high that his panties were clearly visible.
“A little more tension,” Karl called out, making Johannes pose more and more revealingly. “Let the dress slide up as far as it will go without completely revealing it.”
The end of the shoot
After a while, Karl put the camera aside and announced, “I think that’s it for today! Great work, Johanna—er, Johannes!” Johannes smiled, a little out of breath, and nodded. He felt exhausted, but also somehow alive.
When they finished the shoot, Karl asked, “Would you like to see the pictures now?”
Johannes shook his head. “No, that’s fine,” he said, somewhat embarrassed. “I think I just want to keep the classic shots—the less daring ones. You can just send them to me digitally.”
Karl nodded in understanding. “No problem. I’ll sort the photos and email you the ones you want.”
After the shoot
Johannes left the studio with mixed feelings. During the shoot, he had barely realized how far he’d gone. He felt a mixture of embarrassment and unexpected discovery. The shots had turned out more provocative than he had ever intended, and even though he had followed Karl’s instructions, he now felt somewhat uneasy.
In the days following the shoot, Johannes received the email with the images he had requested. The “normal” shots showed him in typical poses, smiling and elegant, and he felt relieved. The decision to keep only those images had been the right one for him. The other images remained in Karl’s archive—a strange secret he might never touch again.
