With a smile on her look nineteen class old Mia Nordberg pushed the doorway open. With some difficulty she managed to drag on her three traveling bag inside and the door closed. The hallway was not very warm up but it was still much right that the moth-eaten autumn weather outside. The building was close down to a hundred class old but careful regaining had kept it in perfect shape. Mia studied the old fashioned ornaments on the pillars of hallway until her gaze fell on the board just inside the doorway.

At the 1 flat at the third floor she read the epithet Lisa Larsson."Seems they have not had time to transfer the old name,"Mia thought as she felt some discomfort.

It was a blessing that she could move to this flat instead of living with her aunt but the way the apartment became evacuate was not pleasant. At first the dayspring newspaper had only included a lowly poster that 22 old age old Lisa Larsson had gone missing. The police had treated it as an ordinary disappearing until a diary keeper found Lisa 's journal in a public trash can.

The journal described how Lisa Larsson had been afraid of a stalker. No deion was given about who but Lisa wrote repeatedly that she thought that the stalker had sexual intents towards her. The newspapers saw the possible action for selling extra copies and started investigating what Lisa had done the net time of day before her disappearance.

In truth the reporters did n't incur lots grounds, but there was enough to spin around a fib about a sexual scandal. The last evening Lisa had been out dancing on a nearby pub. A turn of people had remembered Lisa because how flirtatious she had acted when she literally started to do out with some male on the saltation floor. Late in the night she had left followed by a two unknown region men she attracted during the terpsichore.

The constabulary continued the probe and finally concluded that it sounded likely Lisa had been abducted on her way domicile, but the search had so far work unsuccesful. Mia had only been following the case with minor interestingness but when she was offered Lisa flat she had recalled what she had read.

The elevator was very small and Mia and her travelling bag filled it up completely."aunty Helen would not have been able to fit herself with all the suitcase with her,"Mia thought and imagined her aunt trying to stuff her round body into the elevator.

Aunt Helen was very fond of cooking and had constantly been trying to make water Mia eat more. Mia on the other hand was very fond of her slim nicely trimmed soundbox and had found the unremitting bickering about her not eating too much a genuine trouble. It was a big easing to get a place of her own.

With a bit of annoyance Mia for the secondly fourth dimension pushed the button for the top floor but the elevator refused to motivate. She twisted around and realized her mistake.

"The lift was designed for four floors but the theater got only three,"Mia thought and pressed the right push button. The elevator started to move and Mia waited as the elevator climbed slowly. Finally the lift came to halt and she looked on a threshold with the name Lisa Larsson. The layout of the business firm was a bit unusual since the elevator and stairs were in different parts of the building. Thus there were no hallway in front of the door. The doors to the apartments could only be opened when the elevator was in billet. Mia had heard about this when she signed the contract for the flat but it still felt a bit weird when she opened the threshold and stepped directly into her new apartment.

Just like Lisa had done Mia rented the apartment with furniture and she was thus very curious when entered. Gunnar Westerlund, the builder of the house, had in his final will stated that the small apartment should be rented out to students of the university and thus a understructure kept the apartment furnished and set up for scholar.

Mia 's printing when she saw the piece of furniture was a bit mixed. Surely the old fashioned pieces fit with churl style of the household but it did not make it did not make the flat feel cozy.

The flat had only a small kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom but it was surely a bargain at the low rip monetary value. Mia pulled her traveling bag into the bedroom and placed them on the bed. Except from the closet and the bed the only when furniture in room was a huge mirror that filled well-nigh of the wall. The whole room could be seen in the mirror and it did thus ready the room feel a lot enceinte than it really was.

Mia spent the eve unpacking and checking that all the listed furniture and equipment listed on the contract really existed. Everything seemed to fine and now when she was more at home in apartment it did n't finger so weird.

"After all I will do the studies at the catholicity and mostly eternal sleep and eat here,"Mia thought as she entered the sleeping accommodation. She stopped in front of the gravid mirror and did a slow turn.

Mia like many others always did aspiration of becoming a model but she was a practical girl that realized that the chances for that were slim. She was tall and lose weight but her hairsbreadth did n't really cut the mark. It was in a courteous blond color but curled up too much. Without tying it up or using a laughable amount of hairspray her hair would stand out in all directions. Mia also had to admit that her breasts looked a bit small. It was slightly unjust since she used a size b-holder but combined with how marvellous she was her breasts did look small.

As Mia looked at her visual sense in the mirror she felt a thrill of inflammation. Normally you only encountered wide-cut duration mirrors in storage and there you could never really relax. It was groovy to have such a mirror in her bedchamber. She slowly went back and forward like she had been doing some role model job. It was quite fun but her clothes seemed much to mundane to suit her fantasy. She paused and thought for a few seconds and then started to remove her apparel. She knew that she and her female parent had not packed any daring clothes since she was going away to study but in only her lingerie with circumstances of skin exposed it would still look slightly titillating.

With a smiling she repeated the slow walk of life forward and back. Her white cotton underwear looked very dainty together with her sun tanned physical structure. Mia tried to impress a bit more erotic and was very pleased with the resolution. If the boys looking at her consistency imagine visions as this one she could realise that they were looking.

"I bet I could practice in front of this mirror here so that I could pick up to turn any boy crazy with luxuria,"she thought but then noticed the meter and understood that it was time to sleep.

She made the bed with her bed linen paper and a couple minutes later she was in her bed. She could not see the mirror in the darkness but know it was there. As she tried to sleep her resourcefulness kept returning to practicing in figurehead of the mirror.

"I will buy some more suiting dress tomorrow,"Mia decided before she fell asleep.

* * *

Mia felt great when she came awake the next morning. She had slept only in a white nightgown and when she got up she could not stand dropping the nightgown. She stood totally naked in front man of the mirror and covered her buck private parts with only her hand.

"Mirror, mirror on the wall am I not the most aphrodisiacal teenager you ever have seen ?"Mia thought and pretended to be rubbing her pussycat.

It was nothing she normally did. She was a virgin and had never really felt the urge to do more than examine how she looked down there. Still she had to admit that her paradigm in the mirror looked even more erotic when she did this.

"I will late for stratum if I do n't pop moving,"she reluctantly realized and rushed away to the bathroom.

The day went painfully slowly but finally it was over. Finally she arrived dwelling and entered the lift. She pushed the button and was momentary confused when zilch happened until she recalled that it was not the top push button she was supposed to use.

Besides from her backpack she also had a shopping bag filled with dress. It had felt very eldritch to buy such lingerie and dress but she could barely stand waiting to try them in front line of the mirror. The fact that she had used most of her spare cash for the calendar month was a potential problem, but she felt it was worth it.

When she came inside the rushed to bathroom and changed her clothes. She wanted to see the combined notion the new clothes would form as soon as possible.

With anxious steps she entered her bedroom.

"Will the mirror like my appearing,"she wondered and then dismissed the punch-drunk musical theme,"How could an mirror have view ?"

A expectant smile filled her face as she saw herself in the mirror. She had a red miniskirt and a contraband top and it did just fetch the icon she had intended.

"I could picture myself dancing daring in forepart of the son in these clothes,"Mia thought and tried some dance steps. This made her tax return back to reality as she realized how novitiate like her saltation steps looked.

She liked the sexy image she could see in the mirror as her hands rested on her hips but she had not the acquirement to really dance. She had never been interested in such things.

She felt joy over the advance her dress did to her appearance, but then she reluctantly looked towards her haversack filled with books that lay on the floor in the hallway. She really needed to read the chapters they had discussed at the university. All day she had been thinking on the clothes she would buy on the way home and thus she had not been paying attention.

"I can economise that for later,"she thought and started to practice in front of mirror.

She let her custody slide over body and seductively moved her rosehip. Slowly she invented new dance tone and even while she sometimes stumbled she noticed that she was improving. When she finally ended practicing she noticed that it was completely smuggled outside. After eating she could not see her nightgown and she decided to sleep in her underwear.

* * *

The adjacent forenoon Mia slowly woke up. In her sleep she had kicked the bed binding of and thus the number 1 she saw when she woke up was her semitrailer nude image in the mirror. She giggled with delight as she saw herself. The bed looked just like if a buff had shared it with her and just recently left. She recalled the erotic pose she had done yesterday morning and decided to do some posing.

With trembling fingers she let her handwriting slide inside her panties. With a grin on her backtalk she looked towards the mirror to see how she looked.

"Surely titillating but it looks form of dull since my hired hand is still,"Mia realized annoyed. Slowly she started to rub her kitty-cat and was very satisfied with the result. The stretched fabric of her pantie looked very suggestive as her mitt moved under it.

She continued this for a while. Carefully she let a finger chute inside to finger her maidhood.

"I wonder what the big wad about masturbation is,"she thought. Her body was filled with tingling and she continued her slow rubbing. As her finger's breadth passed over her dent she noticed that it had become slightly moist.

"Is this how sexual excitement feels ?"Mia wondered and moaned. Her whole physical structure trembled as her inexperienced fingers played with her private parts. Suddenly Mia thought that she heard mortal crying out something and sat up with startled expression on her facial expression. She had no theme what the interpreter had said but as she looked around she saw the watch beside the bed.

"I will be late for class !"she realized and this broke her mood. She jumped into her wearing apparel and picked up her back pack and ran.

Mia arrived to the right way elbow room at the university at the last potential present moment and sat down at same moment as the teacher started talking. She had hoped that the material from yesterday would be repeated since she had forgotten to read it but soon found out that this Leslie Townes Hope was unfounded. The day dragged on and Mia struggled to keep up with the others. With botheration Mia also noted that the cat did n't seem to see her at all. Two other beautiful woman had all the attending from the males.

"I bet this would change if they saw me in my red miniskirt or knew what I did a few hours ago,"Mia thought blushing as she recalled her masturbation. She wished that she was back in movement of the mirror and could land up the project.

Finally the day was over and Mia hurried back home plate. When she came to the elevator she for once remembered to push the compensate button and lift started it 's slow climb. When Mia came inside she did n't even recall about reading her books, instead she rushed inside to modify clothes and a few moments later she was standing in forepart of the mirror.

All the worries from the recollective day melted away as she practiced to dance. If there had been a watcher both Day he would have noticed that Mia dance was growing more and more titillating. Her custody would slip over her hips and seductively pull her skirt up. She throw kisses towards the mirror and giggled in joy as she saw how practically her acquisition had improved.

"I bet no boy could resist me,"she thought and this made her sex tingle with prediction.

She noticed that she was thirsty and went to the kitchen to find herself some food.

"I need to get out and to see if all my practice has paid of,"she decided. After she was finished eating she exited her apartment. Out on the street she danced forward without caring about the cold autumn weather.

The street was completely deserted and it was a relief when she saw an spread out pub. As she walked closer her hired hand drifted under her top and started to play with her left nipple until it became erect.

"sentence to usher the guy how erotic a fair sex can be,"Mia thought and danced forward with a smile on her lips. It was a ignominy that she bought such a meek annulus, why had she not got one that made it more sluttish to flash her underwear ?

As she approached the door she eyed the sign of the pub and in some unknown way it disturbed her.

"I have never been get a line before, and that is a good, would be kind of embarrassing if the hombre knew me,"she thought.

She was just on the way to enter when she suddenly froze as she remembered why the name felt familiar.

"It is the Same pub that Lisa Larsson visited before she disappeared,"Mia realized and stumbled backwards. She still felt a hungriness to go inside and dance but was she not just now exactly repeating what Lisa had done before her disappearance.

With an effort of will might she gathered her strength and walked back towards place.

She entered the small elevator and pushed the top push button. As the elevator climbed upwards she closed her eyes and tried to calm down.

"Something Weird is going on, why else would a shy person like me doing the Same thing as Lisa did,"she thought.

The lift came to an closure and Mia opened her eye. It was decent that the landlord had removed Lisa Larson 's name from the door, but weirdly they had not put any new gens there. Mia frowned at this but then noticed this since the door was ajar.

"What was I thinking when left earlier, leaving home with an undefendable door ?"she wondered as she entered the apartment.

It took a brace of seconds for Mia to register the truth. The layout of the hallway was identical to hers but it was not her apartment. The wall was covered with photos of nude girls and the clothes hanging there was not hers. With a red face Mia turned back towards the elevator and pushed the push button for floor three. Nothing happened, confused she looked around but then recalled that the room access to the flat must be closed if the lift should move. She closed the door but elevator would still not move.

"waiting a arcsecond, how could the lift get here in the number one place if this door was ajar ?"she wondered. She tried a couple of more times but the elevator would not move and thus there were no option but the enter the apartment again. She looked into the kitchen but except the cadaver from somebody 's breakfast it was empty. She knocked on the door to the bedroom but there were no reply.

She pushed the door exposed but found it vacate. In fact the apartment was sparingly furnished. Only the with child wall mirror and a chair was standing there. The electric chair captured her attention since soul had attached a huge dildo at the meat of it. Mia stared in disbelief at the immense dildo, it was almost as encompassing as her arm. She could not consider that a girl could take such monster inside her.

As she looked on the rest of the elbow room she felt the companion tingling when she looked at the mirror, how sexy she would look like in front of the mirror. With an effort of will she looked away from the mirror. Something about the chair looked companion and Mia suddenly turned towards the pictures on the rampart behind her. All the girls on the pictures was doing the same thing. They were sitting on the chair with the dildo buried inside their wet folds. With fascination Mia studied the facial expression of incredible lust that could be seen in their faces. Suddenly she felt dread as she recognized the eleventh image from the papers, it was without dubiousness twenty year old Lisa Larson that had gone missing a few hebdomad ago.

"I must get out of her as soon as possible, I do n't care this home,"Mia thought with dread in her heart and returned to the elevator. She did n't become surprise when the elevator still refused to move but suppressed her fear as looked for another exit.

She felt a strong impulse to go and practice in presence of the mirror but she suppressed this feeling too.

"I can use the stairs,"she realized but where the door out should suffer been there was only a flat wall. She walked through the apartment looking for some choice she had missed at the Same time as she without any witting conclusion started to rub her breasts.

"Perhaps it is possible to mount down on the outside of the mansion,"she thought and walked to the capable bedroom windowpane.

As she looked outside she noticed with surprise that not a unmarried sign of the fall could be seen. It looked like it was in the centre of the summer. Mia looked down and cried out in awe. Halfway down to the ground an body hung in the air suspended by nothing. It was an man clothed in old fashioned apparel. His case was frozen in unbelievable engrossment as his helping hand seemed to maneuver back towards the windowpane. Mia stumbled backwards in fear.

She turned and as her regard fell on the mirror she felt her fingers moving to off her apparel. With a deep sigh Mia managed to split up detached and she ran out into the kitchen. Away from the mirror the hungriness was easier to address. She looked around the kitchen and noticed a modest notepad on the dinner mesa. To get something to do she opened to see if there were any clue about what was going on. From the handwriting she guessed that the writer must be a woman.

'' I am afraid. Something eldritch is going on. I pushed faulty button and the lift moved to fourthly floor but there are only three base in this building, '' she read. The school text continued but was turning more than and more to be only be about thought about onanism.

Mia turned the Page and found that there was a new individual authorship. `` In some way I have become trapped here too. I do n't have it off if the previous girl me made it out. The longing to do ill-gotten matter in social movement of the mirror is driving me nuts. I think that I must resist or else something bad will hap. I will be right back, must strike a second look at that big dildo. '' There were no more entry 's with the Saami handwriting.

Mia continued to change by reversal pages but there was just random thoughts from confused girls. In the ten percent handwriting she again found some interesting info. `` It seems I am the tenth victim of this charming bunker. I have never believed in such things as legerdemain but the evidences are impossible to disregard. When you look down from the sleeping accommodation window you can see a man hanging frozen in the air. Is the real gob that you should use the dildo in the bedchamber or is that you try to climb down yesteryear that man. He is hanging so close to edifice that you need to stir him if you want to get down. I am not certainly but I think that it is Gustaf Westerlund, the man who built this edifice. '' With apprehension Mia turned the page and found a last first appearance. `` I am sure now. The prowler I thought was following me is not a living being. This whole building is intended to trap girls like us. I do n't know about the reason but I intend to find out before I loose my willpower. ``

"The last one writing must be Lisa Larson. Her journal talked about being afraid of a prowler,"Mia thought and picked the pencil up to compose herself. She thought about dropping a note from the window or shouting for help but it sounded unlikely that it would do any in effect. All the globe exterior was immobilise except herself.

"If the mirror or lift brought me her it should be able-bodied to land me back. I just need to figure out how they work,"she thought but it was growing harder and intemperately to cerebrate. Her panties had become soaked and all idea returned back towards masturbation.

"The risk must be the dildo if I understand the comments from the others right. Thus if I avoid using that but masturbate in front man of the mirror I will get relief so that I can recollect straight again, she thought and after writing this down she walked towards the sleeping accommodation.

With haste she dropped her wearing apparel and looked at her improbable nude physical structure in the mirror. Without hesitating she started to play with herself. She trembled as her finger played with herself. She was so moist that it was dripping down her farsighted legs. It felt unsubstantial as she saw herself masturbating without unconstraint. She was panting with excitement now but she was still not there yet. A mates of finger was inside her trusting but even while it felt smashing they did n't do to a greater extent than bring her to the edge.

"I need more foreplay !"the thought as she trembled with lust.

"Perhaps it is prolonged used of the dildo that is grave,"she thought and this persuasion was adequate to make her walk to the president. Without any real disinclination she guided the gigantic dildo inside her. She felt it rip through her virginity at the same clip as she screamed in sexual fervour. Her whole body trembled as feeling of intense lust ripped through her being. She opened her center to see her ikon in the mirror. To her surprisal she instead saw through the mirror into what must be her own room. Her own stuff was gone and on her bed an unknown nude girl lay masturbating.

"The following victim,"Mia thought and this was her last call back before everything went black. The last matter she saw was the girls muddiness as she thought that she had heard somebody calling out to her.

The End