Welcome Home

"Welcome home, asshole," Dylan scowled with Karen's innocent face.
"Crap!" Karen exclaimed, "So you found the necklace. I thought I hid it so well."
"Apparently not. Then again, what else should I have expected from someone stupid enough to decide to transform into my clone?"
"I'm sorry, alright? This was just a one time thing," Karen replied sheepishly, "I just wanted to feel what it was like to be a guy for a day. Not only are you a family friend... I think... that you're really handsome, too."
Dylan couldn't help but blush slightly before regaining his composure, "Huh, I had always suspected that you had a crush on me. Then again, you're three years younger than me, so you'd never stand a chance."
Karen looked at the floor.
"However, now that I've used the necklace to turn into your clone, I'm starting to understand why boys your age are crazy about you," Dylan lifted her breasts, "These things are really nice."
Karen couldn't help but feel a little turned seeing Dylan feel up her body, imagining all the dirty things she wanted to do with him. She could feel his dick growing at the thought, "Please don't touch me like that. It's my body."
"Oh?" Dylan began to notice the effect he was having on the former girl, "You like that? I'm pretty sure I can do whatever I want. After all, I might look and feel a whole lot like you, but this is still my body."
Dylan traced his fingers down Karen's soft stomach and into her jeans.
He jolted with surprise, "Damn, you girls have it good."
As he fingered himself, Dylan walked up to Karen, "Since you got your turn at being me today, I think it's fair that I have my turn at being you now."
"Dylan! There can't be two of me," Karen asserted.
"Who said there were going to be two of you, Dylan? Looks to me like there's only one Karen here in this room. What do you say - How about a week to settle into our now roles?"