Here she was, or at least her skin, a few years older than Jim had known her, but as lovely as ever: Jim's highschool sweetheart, Lisa. She was Jim's physical ideal still, with long straw-blonde hair, a face that even some supermodels would kill for, and a centerfold's figure. Too bad that the original Lisa was a twit and a slut -- but here was a chance to make a Lisa with some brains and character! All the girl needed was the right person inside her, right? Jim admitted to himself that he'd long been fascinated by the thought of having Lisa's body, not in the sense of having sex with it (though he'd done that), but of being in it, of being a better Lisa by far than the stupid slut had been herself. So with hardly a pause for further thought, Jim took the two pieces of the Lisa skin, head and body, and:
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