Talking things over

“If I’m Michelle Hunt and you’re my husband George,” said the woman who’d been David, “what about David and Jessica?”

“Clones,” said her husband, who’d been their eldest daughter Jessica. “There’s a Jessica downstairs who has to obey me, much more than Jessica ever obeyed her father! And when I was Jessica I made a suit of David. We’ll zip it up, and he’ll obey you because it’s his original in your MILF skin!”

“For how long?” asked Mrs. Hunt.

“A few days at least,” said Mr. Hunt. “We’ll see. I was thinking a month or two.”