For a few more minutes the girls still were staying hugging and rubbing their sore bottoms, whimpering in pain and fear. They sobered up, but no of them had any idea, what was happened.

Finally Belinda looked in the window.

"Vardammt!" she said "Mein arme Popo hurts so bad!" she complained and, still clutching her sore buttocks she ran out to the peristyle and sat in the snow. Few minutes later all the girls, except Tina, joined her. At first it was rather painful; it felt as fire and ice might feel if they were sentient and could express their feelings. But after a moment or so ice defeated fire, and the girls's red rear ends began to cool.

"I wish I didn't forgot my phone!" Tina said, observing the girls from the window and rubbing her sore bottom "This could be just perfect photo!"