Tom as Sarah

He imagined Sarah being a copy of himself, having all of his memories and feelings but still keeping her own memories too. And being very, very attracted to him, Tom's body.

"Freaky!" she gasped, immediately clasping her breasts with her hands. "That was a great idea!" She frowned a little. "Can you make me think of myself as 'Sarah' and you as 'Tom' though? Otherwise this is going to get very confusing!"

Tom smiled and obliged, easily following her thought processes. "So how do you feel?" he asked.

Sarah chuckled. "Weird and awesome. I know what we - you - did. I remember it. Everything in fact, our whole life." She thought for a moment. "I also remember it all from Sarah's point-of-view. I got all her stuff in here," she tapped her head with her knuckles, "but I definitely don't feel like Sarah. God, this is so hot, being in her body."

Tom watched her feel herself up. "It's pretty hot from this angle too," he pointed out.

Sarah looked up from her self-examination. "So what do you want to do?" Her gaze ran up and down Tom. "I'm not sure which is making me hornier. This body, or thinking about fucking yours," she said. "But it's your rodeo. We could go out somewhere, anywhere really. Or we can get right down to exploring every nook and cranny of Sarah's hot, 29 year old bod."