Yes

When you get to the car you show Trish the text and her jaw tightens up. "Yeah, let's go. I want to know who's been fucking with my girl."

You take her hand and gently massage her fingers to calm her down. "She's too wily to let you get your hands on her. Whatever is waiting for us at Claudia's is stacked in her favor."

"Yeah... but I would love to teach her a lesson."

"Trish, you know, without her I never would have met you. I mean - I knew you were a girl from school, I'd seen you before, I'm pretty sure I thought about having sex with you."

"Hah! Naughty girl, you wanted a piece of me back then? Too bad you didn't say something, I would have loved to claim your bum when you were a guy."

For some reason the idea of your male self getting speared by Trish's pole makes you blush. "Ahem - so, so how are we gonna do this?"

Trish starts driving but she gives your hip a comforting pat. After a few blocks of deep thought she says "I've got a plan. We're going to walk in there like we own the place, we're going to find out what she wants and then we leave."

"That's the plan? That's not much of a plan. What were you thinking about?"

"I thought of all sorts of ways we could try to grab her or whatever, but you're right - she will probably have planned for anything we come up with. And we don't really know anything about her, so the best thing we can manage is to go there and find out as much as we can." She pauses for a second and then adds "And I figured out what we should wear."

You sigh and lie back against the headrest. "I'm guessing I'll be tarted up in something slinky?"

"Well I don't want her to be able to distract me" Trish says, her hand rubbing your inner thigh, "so it's just common sense to make sure you can get my attention if she tries anything."

...Many hours later...

You pull into the restaurant parking lot, still getting used to the dress Trish picked out for you. She wanted something that showed just how feminine you'd become and apparently none of the clothes at home would do. So here you are, being helped out of her car, wobbling slightly on some sexy red low heeled shoes. Above that your legs are bare, but covered most of the time by the crimson fabric of your ankle length slit skirt. The slit goes all the way to your hips, making it clear to all that you aren't wearing panties in this getup. The fabric goes even further, the one piece gown wrapping over your shoulders and around your neck. The upper half would be quite conservative if it weren't for the pair of keyholes which expose the upper part of your breasts as well as a long, vertical strip of the flat tummy below them.

You look over at Trish and smile, trying to make it look like a sexy smile rather than a fear grin. Your significant other has pulled out all the stops as well. A thin white blouse with a blue bra to accentuate her upper body plus a knee length pleated leather skirt for her lower half - probably the only form of material heavy enough to hide the erection she's sporting from playing with you on the ride over.

At the appointed time you walk inside and are lead by a young blonde waitress to a smaller private room in the back, clearly meant for events or parties. When she returns with your drinks the waitress locks the door and sits down across from you, an odd look on her face.

"Ahhh, we finally meet." she says, working her jaw as if it's unfamiliar to her. Then she shakes her head, tousling her long hair.

Trish doesn't wait for anything more. She gets up and looms over the table. "Who are you and why the hell have you been torturing my girl?"

Unperturbed, the waitress smiles at her and says "I'm a person she wronged in the past who found the power to take ****."

"And why wouldn't I beat you for what you've done?"

"Simple - I'm not really here. This girl" she gestures toward herself "is Josephine, and she's a bit of a freak. If you did decide to beat her she'd probably like it." She gets up and starts pacing. "I was hoping for a bit more from you, but I suppose getting the most basic questions out of the way is useful. As said, your girlfriend screwed me over in the past in an unforgivable way. I took my **** and now you two are together."

You hear Trish's knuckles crack and you stand and put an arm around her.

"As to why you might want to hear me out, obviously I can make sure your new girlfriend doesn't turn into a cum addicted wreck that only wants to suck your cock all day."

"So what changed your mind?" you ask her. "I thought you were happy with your ****. What changed?"

The woman inhabiting Josephine stops pacing and gives you a dangerous smile. "Smarter than I remember. Probably because you can't think with your dick anymore. But what changed? You two changed. Here I was getting set to fuck over Mina and I find you two already doing it."

"So you're some kind of magic vigilante who goes after total bitches?"

She laughs. "Yes, I suppose that's what I've become. I also fuck over lying asshole men. I started out going after a bunch of guys not too unlike that one." She nods her head toward you, her blue eyes sparkling and tone dripping with venom.

Trish gets in between you two and stares her down. Or you assume she does, since all you can see is the back of her head. "If you want some kind of deal then you're going to have to be a lot nicer to my girlfriend."

The woman calling herself Freya lets out a sigh and sits down. "Yes, I know. It... irks me but I know I have to be nicer to her. Seeing her in person just brought back a bunch of bad memories. I do recognize that Jane is a very different person now than John was... and the two of you are in love to an almost sickening degree. Anyway, the deal: I have a long list of people who need fucking over and I don't have the time or energy to tackle every one of them myself. They're all very deserving human trash, just like the pair your found at the party. Since you two showed some initiative I wondered if you wanted to do the same to other bitches who need some karmic payback."

You wrap your arms around Trish and ask "Okay, ah, say we do. What do we get out of it?"

"For a start I make it so Trish's addictive cum keeps working on other women but you are resistant to it." She smiles. "Then there are a few things I can provide that will make your day - that is if your desire is to make them carry your little bundles of joy all the way to labor. Right now Mina is one Plan B away from getting rid of your baby, assuming you actually knocked her up. The same will be true for Danielle once you manage to lay pipe in that little bitch. We wouldn't want that, would we?"

"It's like what you did to me, right?" you ask her.

"Yes. Although I have more experience now. Technically you could give up your child for adoption once it's born. I just counted on your motherly instincts taking over. But now? Now I can make sure these monsters are stuck raising and caring for a baby they never wanted. And for the first time in their evil lives they're going to feel absolutely terrible if they don't take care of another person - their unwanted baby."

"But I can do more... what about some helpful pills to make sure these women have an egg ready and waiting? Maybe even a little something to guarantee that egg does the splits? Kind of hard to get them to catch if you only have one night together. And then there are the men, bastards who've done terrible things to women or fucked their best friend's girlfriend behind their back for months. I can change them into girls and point you two in the right direction."

She unlocks the door and says "I'll go and get the food now - keeping up appearances with the restaurant. I know it's putting you on the spot, but if you know what you want by the time the food arrives then I can take care of that cum problem here and now. Otherwise I can go, you can eat dinner and text me later with your decision."