Her Revenge (Part 1)

I don’t know how she did it.

I ran into an ex last night while out with some friends. I’d had a bit to drink and was encouraged by my friends to finally give her a piece of my mind. You see, when our relationship ended, it was because she cheated on me and then only sent me a text to tell me what happened and that we were done. I was pretty salty when it happened.

Well last night, between some liquid courage and some peer pressure, I finally gave her a piece of my mind. I went over to her booth and told her she was a terrible human being. Had she wanted to end the relationship, she didn’t need to be a slut, cheat on me, and then dump me via text. If she’d had any sense of decency, she would have simply told me face to face. I could never do that to someone who I cared about…

This went on until I finally said everything that needed to be said. She had tried to interrupt me several times but I wouldn’t let her. She tried to get out of her booth to leave, but I wouldn’t let her. She was pretty pissed off when I finally was done and immediately started screaming at me. She said I had no idea what she was going through (apparently, she’d just broken up with “The perfect man”, whatever the hell that is) and that she didn’t deserve to be treated like that. Then, she really went off the deep end, telling me I’d get what she felt like I deserved and that my life would never be the same.

Feeling like I had said everything I wanted to say and that I was done with her, I told her that I was simply a better human than she was and that my life was good because I was good. I walked off and went home while she was still screaming at me.

When I woke up, I realized something was off. There was too much hair, my chest felt like there was something heavy sitting on it and, most importantly, the morning wood I had woken up with since turning single was absent. I tried to get up and immediately saw I had breasts. I saw my reflection in the mirror and freaked out, seeing I was a woman. I grabbed a towel to try to cover myself up and figure this out. I tried to text my ex but she didn’t answer. Knowing she was somehow behind this, I knew I couldn’t fix it until I could talk to her.

But that doesn’t mean I can’t see what this feels like, right?


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