This story involves a long-term bully stepping things up by raping the person he was bullying. Do not read if that upsets you; however, I can assure you that he does get his comeuppance...!

With a groan, Eric woke up, splayed across a sofa in someone’s lounge. God, he’d drunk a few last night! Now, where the hell was he, and where could he find some coffee…?

First thing he felt when he tried to stand up was the draft between his legs. Then, he realised how ‘top-heavy’ he felt…

He looked down and let out a small squeak as he saw the D-cup breasts. Leaning forward to look past them, he saw why there was a draft…

Apart from being completely naked, his ‘manhood’ had gone completely. A female slit now met his gaze…

He, now definitely she, crumpled back onto the sofa, in shock.

At the same time, a brunette, also naked, came barrelling into the room.

“Erica! Get dressed, you tart! My parents will be back soon!”

Giving Erica a quick kiss, the brunette vanished back into the bedroom and shortly reappeared wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Erica was still on the sofa.

“Come on! You’ll be late for work…?” The brunette said, looking on anxiously. “Are you all right…?”

“No”, said Erica, face in hands, now crying. “I don’t think I ever will be again…”

Addy, the brunette, immediately stopped what she was doing and crouched down by Erica.

“What’s wrong, love?”, she said.

“None of this feels real”, Erica said. “I’m not even a woman. This time yesterday I was a man, getting ready to go to a party.”

“You mean you think you’re still Eric?”, Addy asked, aghast.

“Yes”, said Erica. “What do you mean, ‘still Eric’?”

“You transitioned about six months ago”, said Addy. “After you met me at the party you mentioned. You fell in love with me, but I told you I was only into girls. You said that wasn’t a problem; you loved me so much you were willing to make the change. I was with you all the way. And to tell me that you now can’t remember any of it…!”

It was Addy's turn to cry.

The two women just sat there, hugging each other.

Addy then helped Erica get dressed; even though she was in a state, it wouldn’t do for her parents to see her sparked out naked in the living room. Once Erica was dressed, the pair went into the kitchen and started making coffee.

While they were brewing it, Addy’s parents came in, Joe and Sylvia. They were both good friends of Erica, so as soon as they saw her, they came running over, both hugging her.

Erica couldn’t help it. It was all too much for her. Collapsing into a ball, in front of Addy's parents, she just started wailing…

No one could have expected the psychological trauma that going to sleep a man and waking up a woman could cause. Erica was in a real state. So much so, Addy’s parents rushed her to hospital, Addy keeping her company all the time in the car…

At the hospital, the doctors were mystified.

“It’s a very weird kind of amnesia”, they said. “Effectively, she’s lost the last twelve months of her life. We’ve got all the clinic and hospital records from her transition; she remembers none of it. She’s absolutely convinced that she’s still Eric. Does she have any next of kin?”

“I’m her fiancée”, said Addy. “She doesn’t have any other family; she lives on her own.”

“That makes it a bit awkward.”, the doctor said. “I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to give you some bad news. She’s been sexually assaulted; the damage caused has badly affected her. It’s all repairable, but we’ll need to keep her in for a while.”

“What! Someone’s raped her!”, shrieked Addy.

“I’m afraid so. There’s every possibility it’s what’s causing the amnesia; she’s just protecting herself by mentally resetting her life to the last time she went to a party, which was the one she met you at a year ago.”

“I want my girlfriend back…!”, cried Addy. Tears were streaming down her cheeks…

The doctors ended up having to admit her as well; they were genuinely concerned for her safety and health and thought she might do something stupid.

Erica was sleeping in the ward when the nightmares started. Flashes of memory, visions of someone making her do something she didn’t want to do, her fighting to get away before her skirt and knickers were pulled down…

“NO!”

She awoke, screaming.

Addy was beside her in an instant; she’d recognised Erica’s voice.

“You remember… don’t you?”, she said.

Erica nodded, unable to speak.

The police had the guest list from the party. They started to show Erica photos. One of them started her crying…

The person that had raped Erica used to bully Eric at college, then at work. He just thought he’d have some fun now Eric was a woman…

Only problem was, Addy had also seen who Erica had identified. She got to him first…

The man gave himself up at a police station, promising that he’d confess to anything as long as they protected him from ‘that mad woman’. Addy had kicked him between the legs so many times he couldn’t even walk straight anymore; she’d done permanent damage. Even so, the man refused to identify who had attacked him; his male pride still wouldn’t let him believe he’d been beaten up by a woman…!

Addy hobbled back into hospital, limping slightly.

“Stubbed my toe”, she said. “It really hurts…!”

“Yeah, right”, was the doctors reply. He’d heard what had happened to the man that had attacked Erica.

“Let me check your stubbed toe out”, he said, nodding towards Erica. He knew damn well what Addy had really done, and he understood exactly why. He couldn’t officially condone it, but…

A few days later, Erica and Addy were both discharged from hospital.

Addy didn’t want to leave Erica alone, so the pair went back to Erica’s flat.

Erica gradually recovered from the assault. All her memories also came back. She was overjoyed when she remembered everything she had forgotten about Addy…