"You?" Mike asked. "Why you?"
"Why not?" Connie smiled. "I've always wondered what it would be like to have a twin sister."
Mike just shook her head. It was beginning to look like telling Connie about her ability to transform woman had opened up her girlfriend's own wild imagination. "Okay," he told her. "One twin coming up." She pointed at herself. "Become Connie," she instructed her power.
It only took a couple of seconds for her to change, and for there to be two identical woman in the room. "Well," Mike said, "how do I look?"
"Just like me," Connie replied. "You even sound like me."
"That's because I am you," Mike answered. "In every detail." As she spoke she was running her hands over her breasts and crotch.
Connie laughed. "You know," she said, "I've been felt up before, but never like that."
Mike laughed, too. "Yeah. In fact, as long as I've got your naughty bits, I don't really need you anymore, do I?"
Connie eyed him suspiciously. "I'm not sure I like the sound of that."
"With good reason," Mike told her, pointing his finger at her. "Become..."
