Revenge Makeover - Art trade

This is an art trade I did with Gotooo, an artist who also creates content involving feminization. He's still working on his part of the trade. Hope you like it! ^^

Revenge Makeover

Daichi used to steal poor Souta’s lunch money and humiliate him in front of the whole class with his cruel little “jokes”.
But what he didn’t know was that his victim had just been waiting for the perfect moment to strike back.

One day, during gym class — while the girls were at the court — Souta caught the school bully sneaking into the girls’ locker room… and took pictures of him stealing their panties.

The next morning, they met behind the school building.

— "What do you think the class would say if they found out you're a pervy panty thief?" Souta asked, holding up his phone.

— "W-Wait! Please don’t show that to anyone!" the bully stammered, turning pale.

— "Hmm… I don’t know. Maybe the girls deserve to know the truth."

— "What do you want? Money? You want me to stop bullying you?"

— "No. I have a much better idea..."

After being confronted with undeniable proof, Daichi had no choice but to follow Souta’s demands.

Wasting no time, Souta bought him a girls’ school uniform and brought him home, where he gave him the most feminine haircut he could imagine.
He even made Daichi learn how to do his own makeup — and practiced with him until he looked cute enough

Daichi whimpered the whole time, but every complaint only earned him another layer of lip gloss.

The next day, Daichi stood in front of the entire class wearing a girl’s uniform. His voice trembled:

— H-hey e-Everyone… I… I’m a girl now. Please… start calling me Alice, okay??

The room went silent for a few seconds, the class frozen in disbelief.

— "Wait… is this a prank?" someone finally whispered.

— "No way... is that really Daichi?" another voice muttered.

A girl in the front row tilted her head.

— "Uhm… why are you dressed like that?"

Alice swallowed hard.

— "I-It’s… complicated. But… this is who I am now..."

 From the back of the room, Souta leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, watching it all unfold with a small, satisfied smirk

From that day on, Alice started attending school as “a new student.” The bully had vanished — and peace returned to the classroom.

Over the next few weeks, Alice slowly got used to her new life. She started putting in effort to look even cuter, let her hair grow, learned new hairstyles, and began trading beauty tips with the other girls.
Her days as a tyrant were long gone — and in a strange way, she had never felt happier.