It Doesn't.

You wake up with a splitting headache, as well as a strange numbness filling your entire body. It takes a few minutes for your dry eyes to adjust to the bright florescent lights, but once your vision returns you see that you are in a hospital room. Your aching body is dressed in a really thin hospital gown, and to your dismay you find that you are still in your sister's body as very much evident from the two large breasts poking up from the thin cotton.

You raise your right hand to rub your hurting head when you quickly realize that your wrist is handcuffed to the bed. You groan in frustration as you remember what it was that you actually had done prior to waking up here. Maybe it wasn't the best of ideas to molest and rape that cop, especially since it seemed that you still hadn't returned to your real body.

It was at that moment that your mother appeared at the doorway, followed by a man you had never seen before. Your mom broke out into happy tears after seeing you awake, and she quickly rushed towards the bed to embrace you. You gasp in pain at the pressure of her arms, suddenly realizing just how hurt your body was.

The man turned out to be a lawyer named Saul Goodman. He was a slimy little scheister, the pure embodiment of the stereotypical crooked defense attorney. Apparently your dad knew him back in the day, and he flew all the way here from his firm in New Mexico to represent you. He even took a discount from his usual fee, since he was representing someone so famous and the publicity he got would more than pay for his expenses.

Apparently, your actions got the attention of the national media. They dubbed you the "Lesbian Schoolgirl Cop Rapist" and had managed to dig up a fairly accurate account of the deviant goings-on of that day. It was a seedy story filled with hardcore sex and depravity, so of course the networks ate it right up. The vultures had a field day with the story, and because Sue was over 18 they took great pleasure to plaster her pretty face all over the airwaves. There were also plenty of witnesses to interview; the Today's show even interviewed Bo the homeless guy, Chuck the middle aged perv from the mall, and Larry, the crazy misogynist old fucker who made you eat a five dollar bill. Also, thanks to Jacob, who followed your instructions to the letter, there was plenty of footage of the action. By the time the full story got out, hundreds of porn and torrent sites had the video you two had made. There were even some pics and movies of the actual cop assault floating around, with footage most likely taken by Chuck and some of the other mall witnesses.

It was just like you wanted. Sue was famous, or more accurately, infamous. She was a pariah now; not only did everyone see her as a massive slut but she was a cop rapist as well. Your sister was totally and completely screwed, both literally and in the figurative sense.

Unfortunately, for some reason you couldn't explain you STILL hadn't gone back to your old body. A cold feeling of dread shot up your spine when you realized that whatever it was that had caused this body switch in the first place could be permanent. That possibility more than anything scared the shit out of you. You prayed to God that the change would only last for a few more days. You really didn't want to spend the next twenty or thirty years in jail.

Of course, Saul was pretty optimistic at your chances. It seemed that after you were arrested and in handcuffs, and after the policewoman knocked you out with a kick to the head, the other cops joined in as well, giving you a serious beating. They were extremely pissed off at what you had done to their colleague, and held nothing back. They beat you so furiously that you were in a coma for six days. Saul felt that this was enough to paint the police department in a bad light, and all the publicity surrounding the incident was extremely humiliating to the department brass. Saul even said, somewhat callously, that if you were lucky, the policewoman would be feel so disgraced by what happened to her as well as the media constantly hounding her that she would drop all charges and move to another state.

Of course things didn't turn out as well as Saul had hoped, though it could have been much worse. The female officer was definitely tougher than Saul gave her credit for, and not only upheld her accusations but showed up in court and took the stand, voice never wavering as she looked you dead in the eye to recount the events of the day. Things were looking bad until you broke down later and started crying, telling your mother, lawyer and numerous other witnesses that you weren't really Sue, that you were really Rob and that your bodies got switched somehow and that you didn't want to go to jail and be some butch lesbian's bitch. Saul, being the scheister that he was, spun your confession into an insanity defense. It seemed to work, as many on the jury did not want to believe that a pretty young Catholic school student could have done all the nasty things she did and NOT be crazy. So you were sentenced to the state nuthouse until the shrinks there were satisfied that you weren't batshit insane.

Before you could be shipped off to the loony bin, another complication arouse: it turns out you were pregnant. Apparently having that much unprotected sex with a fertile, healthy 18 year old body would lead to impregnation. Who woulda thunk it? Frankly, it was a miracle you didn't catch anything nasty from all the dirty homeless guys you fucked. Upon hearing of your current state, the court remanded you to your parent's care until after you gave birth, upon which you would then be shipped to the asylum to get your mind fixed.

And that is where you found yourself currently. At home, with an ever growing belly, waiting to pop out some homeless guy's kid. You desperately hope that the father was that kind old homeless man who had taken your virginity, and not any of the other diseased freaks who banged you, but with your luck the dad will turn out to be that midget with the funky dick.

Upon learning of your pregnancy, your parents grew cold. They were pretty pissed with all the horrible news reports and the trial of course, but once they heard you had been knocked up by some random hobo, they practically disowned you. Your dad told you bluntly that after the baby was born, you were out on your ass. They would raise the baby, but you would be homeless like its father.

Jacob had tried to see you, but your parents threw him out. They blamed him for corrupting you since it was learned that he had been your accomplice to the entire ordeal. The DA was considering charging him as well, but since he wasn't there for the cop rape, they had nothing to book him on. Lucky him. He still emailed you from time to time, sounding very concerned, but you don't write to him back. You feel like shit for using him as you did, and feel even worse that he seems willing to forgive you for it.

Perhaps the worse thing that had happened was meeting Sue again. She had been waiting for you at home (in your old body of course) when you got back from the hospital after being remanded to your parent's custody. You gave her a nasty grin, wanting to rub it in and see the look on her face. But for some reason, she returned the grin with a nasty one of her own.

"Well, if it isn't the dirty slut," she taunted. "You enjoy banging all those guys, bro? I always knew you were a homo, I guess now we have proof, huh?" She then had the gall to start laughing.

Your shock and confusion kept you silent.

"You stupid, stupid dipshit. You didn't even consider how this change could be permanent, did you?" Sue shook her head in disgust. It was kind of a surreal experience to see your own face looking at you with such scorn. "Well, too late now, asshole. Hope you enjoyed yourself, perv. You just screwed yourself royally." With that, she marched off into your old room.

It was so unfair! After all you went through, your bitch sister isn't even that pissed? What the hell?!

Three months passed, and still no change back. You guess so was right; this change was permanent.

Shit.

As your belly grew larger, things got worse. Sue, that rat bitch, was still your parent's favorite! Although now they saw her as Rob, but it didn't matter because it was still HER. It seemed that Sue had a pretty smart mind, and without the distraction of boys and fashion and other stupid girl stuff Sue focused on her studies, thus getting straight A's in all her classes. She even started to work out your old body, running every day and lifting weights until your old skinny form began to look pretty good. Sue even joined the track team and went on a date with Rhonda Miller. She was a girl you'd had a massive crush on for years, and Sue was going out with her! The bitch even came to your room to brag about it, holding her slightly damp fingers in your face and asking, "Wanna smell Rhonda?"

You all but burst into tears as she scampered off laughing.

So, yeah. You were screwed. Your birthday (well Sue's birthday) came and went, but your parents didn't bother getting you anything. They made it perfectly clear that they had no daughter, that you were just staying there until the baby was born and then they expected you to leave. You begged and pleaded and asked to be forgiven, but their hearts were cold. What made it worse was the fact that this was exactly what you wanted to happen to Sue. You wanted her debased and humiliated, alone and unloved. And you wanted yourself to be your parent's favorite, to have their complete attention and devotion. In a sense, you got exactly what you wanted.

Revenge was sweet, was it not?

THE END.