"Take a look, girlfriend!" Karyn laughed, spinning me back around to face the mirror.
I was less than surprised at her latest alteration - she'd started me off as an Asian clone of herself, then she'd made me Hispanic, so the sight of myself as a black version of Karyn actually made sense.
Karyn came up behind me and laid her hand on my arm, her long creamy white fingers soft and gentle against my mahogany toned flesh. "Come on, Jonni, it's just you and me here - admit it. Don't you find all this just a little bit..." She leaned over and whispered huskily in my ear, "Arousing?"
"Well-l-l-l..."
"C'mon, just a bit?" she asked, nuzzling the nape of my neck.
I thought about it for a moment. Slowly, almost against my will, I realized that some part of me was turned on by the fact that the body of the beautiful African-American woman in the mirror belonged to me. That I was her and she was me. And the fact that I could feel Karyn's soft curves and warm lips nestled against me just made it that much more so.
"Okay, I admit it," I said breathily. "It's a - it's a turn-on."
"Really?" she asked enticingly.
"Yeah, really," I admitted with a laugh.
"I thought so," Karyn giggled. "Now c'mon, let's go."
"Go? Go where?"
"Up to my room, silly girl. It seems like a shame to waste the opportunity."
I was too stunned by Karyn's frank come-on to put up any resistance as she took me by the hand and led me up the stairs to her bedroom - but I quickly realized I didn't want to resist. With a growing sense of eagerness, I followed her in and closed the door behind me.
