With a grinning on her face nineteen yr old Mia Nordberg pushed the door undetermined. With some trouble she managed to hang back her three suitcases inside and the threshold closed. The hallway was not very warm but it was still much better that the cold-blooded autumn weather outside. The construction was snug to a hundred years old but thrifty restoration had kept it in stark condition. Mia studied the old fashioned ornaments on the pillars of hallway until her gaze fell on the circuit card just inside the door.

At the single apartment at the tertiary floor she read the gens Lisa Larsson."Seems they have not had time to remove the old name,"Mia thought as she felt some discomfort.

It was a approval that she could make a motion to this flat instead of life with her aunt but the way the apartment became empty was not pleasant. At inaugural the morning report had only included a small bill that 22 years old Lisa Larsson had gone missing. The police had treated it as an ordinary disappearance until a journalist found Lisa 's journal in a public meth can.

The journal described how Lisa Larsson had been afraid of a sneak. No deion was given about who but Lisa wrote repeatedly that she thought that the stalker had sexual aim towards her. The newspapers saw the hypothesis for selling extra copies and started investigating what Lisa had done the last hr before her disappearing.

In Truth the newsperson did n't find a good deal evidence, but there was enough to spin around a tarradiddle about a sexual dirt. The last evening Lisa had been out dancing on a nearby pub. A bit of people had remembered Lisa because how flirtatious she had acted when she literally started to make out with some males on the terpsichore floor. Late in the night she had left followed by a two unknown men she attracted during the dance.

The police continued the investigation and finally concluded that it sounded potential Lisa had been abducted on her way home, but the search had so far release unsuccesful. Mia had only been following the events with minor stake but when she was offered Lisa flat she had recalled what she had read.

The elevator was very belittled and Mia and her suitcases filled it up completely."aunt Helen would not have been able-bodied to fit herself with all the bag with her,"Mia thought and imagined her auntie trying to squeeze her round body into the lift.

Aunt Helen was very fond of preparation and had constantly been trying to make Mia eat more. Mia on the other hand was very fond of her slim nicely trimmed soundbox and had found the invariant bickering about her not eating too much a really pain. It was a bully succour to get a stead of her own.

With a bit of annoyance Mia for the second time pushed the push for the top storey but the lift refused to propel. She twisted around and realized her misapprehension.

"The elevator was designed for four base but the business firm got only three,"Mia thought and pressed the rightfulness button. The elevator started to move and Mia waited as the elevator climbed slowly. Finally the lift came to hold and she looked on a door with the gens Lisa Larsson. The layout of the star sign was a bit unusual since the elevator and stair were in dissimilar section of the building. Thus there were no hallway in nominal head of the room access. The doors to the apartments could only be opened when the lift was in office. Mia had heard about this when she signed the contract for the apartment but it still felt a bit weird when she opened the room access and stepped directly into her new apartment.

Just like Lisa had done Mia rented the apartment with piece of furniture and she was thus very rummy when entered. Gunnar Westerlund, the builder of the house, had in his concluding will stated that the belittled apartments should be rented out to scholar of the university and thus a base kept the apartments furnished and ready for student.

Mia 's effect when she saw the furniture was a bit motley. Surely the old forge small-arm fit with Goth manner of the firm but it did not nominate it did not make the flat spirit tea cozy.

The apartment had only a modest kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom but it was surely a bargain at the low split cost. Mia pulled her traveling bag into the chamber and placed them on the bed. Except from the water closet and the bed the only when article of furniture in elbow room was a vast mirror that filled near of the wall. The altogether way could be seen in the mirror and it did thus make the elbow room feel a lot larger than it really was.

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

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

Mia like many others always did dream of becoming a role model but she was a practical girl that realized that the hazard for that were melt off. She was tall and slim but her hair did n't really cut the mark. It was in a nice blond coloring but curled up too much. Without tying it up or using a idiotic amount of hairspray her hair would stand out in all focussing. Mia also had to admit that her breasts looked a bit little. It was slightly unfair since she used a size b-holder but combined with how marvelous she was her breasts did look small.

As Mia looked at her vision in the mirror she felt a rush of excitement. Normally you only encountered full length mirrors in stores and there you could never really loosen. It was great to have such a mirror in her sleeping accommodation. She slowly went back and forward like she had been doing some framework job. It was quite fun but her clothes seemed much to mundane to befit her fantasy. She paused and thought for a few seconds and then started to remove her apparel. She knew that she and her mother had not packed any daring clothes since she was going away to contemplate but in only her lingerie with lots of pelt exposed it would still search slightly erotic.

With a grinning she repeated the sluggish manner of walking forward and back. Her white cotton underwear looked very nice together with her sun tanned trunk. Mia tried to travel a bit more erotic and was very proud of with the termination. If the boys looking at her body imagined visions as this one she could empathise that they were looking.

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

She made the bed with her bed linen and a match 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 nominal head 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 nightdress. She stood totally nude in front man of the mirror and covered her private character with only her handwriting.

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

It was zippo 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 trope in the mirror looked even more erotic when she did this.

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

The day went painfully slowly but finally it was over. Finally she arrived house and entered the elevator. She pushed the button and was momentary confused when nothing happened until she recalled that it was not the top button she was supposed to use.

Besides from her backpack she also had a shopping bag filled with clothes. It had felt very weird to buy such intimate apparel and clothes but she could barely stand waiting to try them in front of the mirror. The fact that she had used most of her unembellished Johnny Cash for the month was a potency problem, but she felt it was worth it.

When she came inside the rushed to bathroom and changed her dress. She wanted to see the blend impression the new clothes would prepare as soon as potential.

With anxious steps she entered her sleeping accommodation.

"Will the mirror like my appearance,"she wondered and then dismissed the silly idea,"How could an mirror have thoughts ?"

A large grin filled her face as she saw herself in the mirror. She had a red miniskirt and a lightlessness top and it did just convey the mental image she had intended.

"I could picture myself dancing daring in straw man of the son in these clothes,"Mia thought and tried some dance footmark. This made her takings back to reality as she realized how novice like her dance steps looked.

She liked the sexy ikon she could see in the mirror as her hands rested on her articulatio coxae but she had not the skill to really dance. She had never been interested in such affair.

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

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

She let her paw slide over consistency and seductively moved her pelvic arch. Slowly she invented new dance gradation and even while she sometimes stumbled she noticed that she was improving. When she finally ended practicing she noticed that it was completely Joseph Black outside. After eating she could not encounter her nightie and she decided to slumber in her underwear.

* * *

The adjacent good morning Mia slowly woke up. In her eternal rest she had kicked the bed screen of and thus the first she saw when she woke up was her semi nude image in the mirror. She giggled with joy as she saw herself. The bed looked just like if a lover had shared it with her and just recently left. She recalled the titillating pose she had done yesterday morning and decided to do some posing.

With trembling digit she let her manus slide inside her step-in. With a grin on her back talk she looked towards the mirror to see how she looked.

"Surely erotic but it looks kind of dull since my hand is still,"Mia realized annoyed. Slowly she started to rub her pussy and was very slaked with the result. The stretched material of her panties looked very suggestive as her handwriting moved under it.

She continued this for a piece. Carefully she let a finger slide inside to feel her maidenhood.

"I wonder what the big deal about masturbation is,"she thought. Her organic structure was filled with tinglings and she continued her dumb friction. As her digit passed over her slit she noticed that it had become slightly moist.

"Is this how sexual turmoil feels ?"Mia wondered and moaned. Her unanimous organic structure trembled as her inexperienced digit played with her secret division. Suddenly Mia thought that she heard soul crying out something and sat up with startled expression on her face. She had no idea what the vocalism had said but as she looked around she saw the watch beside the bed.

"I will be late for category !"she realized and this broke her mood. She jumped into her clothes and picked up her backpack and ran.

Mia arrived to right room at the university at the last possible moment and sat down at Saami here and now as the teacher started talking. She had hoped that the stuff from yesterday would be repeated since she had forgotten to register it but soon found out that this hope was idle. The day dragged on and Mia struggled to keep up with the others. With annoyance Mia also noted that the guy cable did n't seem to see her at all. Two other beautiful cleaning lady had all the attention from the males.

"I bet this would change if they saw me in my red miniskirt or know what I did a few time of day ago,"Mia thought blushing as she recalled her masturbation. She wished that she was back in figurehead of the mirror and could end the task.

Finally the day was over and Mia hurried back menage. When she came to the elevator she for once remembered to bear on the good release and elevator started it 's slow climb. When Mia came inside she did n't even think about reading her books, instead she rushed inside to change wearing apparel and a few consequence later she was standing in nominal head of the mirror.

All the worries from the long day melted away as she practiced to dance. If there had been a watcher both days he would hold noticed that Mia dance was growing more and more erotic. Her men would slide over her hips and seductively pull her skirt up. She throw kiss towards the mirror and giggled in joy as she saw how practically her skill had improved.

"I bet no boy could defy me,"she thought and this made her sex shiver with anticipation.

She noticed that she was athirst and went to the kitchen to rule 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 flat. Out on the street she danced forward without caring about the dusty autumn weather.

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

"time to present the guy how erotic a woman can be,"Mia thought and danced forward with a smile on her lips. It was a ignominy that she bought such a modest skirt, why had she not got one that made it more light to shoot her underwear ?

As she approached the door she eyed the planetary house of the pub and in some strange way it disturbed her.

"I have never been try before, and that is a honest, would be kind of embarrassing if the guys knew me,"she thought.

She was just on the way to move into when she suddenly froze as she remembered why the name felt companion.

"It is the Saami pub that Lisa Larsson visited before she disappeared,"Mia realized and stumbled backwards. She still felt a longing 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 power she gathered her enduringness and walked back towards abode.

She entered the lowly elevator and pushed the top clit. As the elevator climbed upwards she closed her optic and tried to calm down down.

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

The elevator came to an stop and Mia opened her heart. It was skillful that the landlord had removed Lisa Larson 's public figure from the door, but weirdly they had not put any new public figure there. Mia frowned at this but then noticed this since the door was ajar.

"What was I thinking when left earlier, leaving base with an open door ?"she wondered as she entered the flat.

It took a couple of second gear for Mia to register the verity. The layout of the hallway was identical to hers but it was not her apartment. The paries was covered with pic of nude girls and the clothes hanging there was not hers. With a red aspect Mia turned back towards the lift and pushed the button for floor three. null happened, confused she looked around but then recalled that the room access to the apartments must be closed if the lift should act. She closed the door but lift would still not move.

"wait a moment, how could the elevator get here in the first place if this door was ajar ?"she wondered. She tried a couple of more sentence but the elevator would not motivate and thus there were no option but the enter the apartment again. She looked into the kitchen but except the remains from somebody 's breakfast it was empty. She knocked on the door to the bedroom but there were no reply.

She pushed the room access exposed but found it empty-bellied. In fact the apartment was sparingly furnished. Only the large wall mirror and a chair was standing there. The chairman captured her care since person had attached a huge dildo at the kernel of it. Mia stared in disbelief at the huge dildo, it was almost as wide as her arm. She could not consider that a girl could take such monster inside her.

As she looked on the rest of the room she felt the associate tingle when she looked at the mirror, how aphrodisiacal she would appear like in front line of the mirror. With an effort of will she looked away from the mirror. Something about the chair looked familiar and Mia suddenly turned towards the characterisation on the wall behind her. All the girls on the impression was doing the same matter. They were sitting on the professorship with the dildo buried inside their wet folds. With fascination Mia studied the look of incredible lust that could be seen in their faces. Suddenly she felt dread as she recognized the eleventh picture from the papers, it was without doubt twenty year old Lisa Larson that had gone missing a few weeks ago.

"I must get out of her as soon as possible, I do n't care this office,"Mia thought with dread in her heart and returned to the lift. She did n't get surprised when the lift still refused to move but suppressed her veneration as looked for another issue.

She felt a unassailable impulse to go and exercise in front of the mirror but she suppressed this feeling too.

"I can use the steps,"she realized but where the door out should let been there was only a straight wall. She walked through the flat looking for some option she had missed at the same time as she without any conscious decision started to rub her breasts.

"Perhaps it is possible to climb down on the outside of the house,"she thought and walked to the open bedroom window.

As she looked outside she noticed with surprise that not a single sign of the fall could be seen. It looked like it was in the eye of the summertime. Mia looked down and cried out in fear. Halfway down to the ground an trunk hung in the air suspended by nothing. It was an man clothed in old fashioned clothes. His boldness was frozen in unbelievable assiduity as his hand seemed to direct back towards the window. Mia stumbled backwards in fear.

She turned and as her gaze fell on the mirror she felt her fingers moving to remove her clothes. With a deep sigh Mia managed to break costless and she ran out into the kitchen. Away from the mirror the longing was easier to handle. She looked around the kitchen and noticed a humble notepad on the dinner table. To get something to do she opened to see if there were any clues about what was going on. From the handwriting she guessed that the writer must be a woman.

'' I am afraid. Something Wyrd is going on. I pushed ill-timed button and the lift moved to fourth floor but there are only three floors in this construction, '' she read. The text continued but was turning Thomas More and more to be only be about thoughts about masturbation.

Mia turned the page and found that there was a new person writing. `` In some way I have become trapped here too. I do n't sleep with if the previous girl me made it out. The yearning to do foul thing in straw man of the mirror is driving me nut. I think that I must dissent or else something bad will encounter. I will be powerful back, must direct a secondly feeling at that big dildo. '' There were no more entering 's with the Saami handwriting.

Mia continued to turn varlet but there was just random thoughts from fuddle lady friend. In the tenth part handwriting she again found some interesting information. `` It seems I am the tenth victim of this magical sand trap. I have never believed in such things as conjuring trick but the evidence are out of the question to neglect. When you look down from the bedchamber window you can see a man hanging frozen in the air. Is the existent bunker that you should use the dildo in the bedroom or is that you try to climb down past tense that man. He is hanging so close to edifice that you need to have-to doe with him if you want to get down. I am not surely but I think that it is Gustaf Westerlund, the man who built this building. '' With apprehensiveness Mia turned the page and found a last entry. `` I am sure now. The sneak I thought was following me is not a living being. This entirely building is intended to trap girls like us. I do n't love about the reason but I intend to obtain out before I loose my willpower. ``

"The lowest one authorship must be Lisa Larson. Her diary talked about being afraid of a stalker,"Mia thought and picked the pencil up to write herself. She thought about dropping a note from the window or shouting for help but it sounded unlikely that it would do any good. All the earth exterior was immobilize except herself.

"If the mirror or elevator brought me her it should be capable to play me back. I just need to figure out how they work,"she thought but it was growing arduous and harder to opine. Her panties had become souse and all thoughts returned back towards onanism.

"The danger must be the dildo if I understand the commentary from the others right. Thus if I avoid using that but masturbate in front of the mirror I will get respite so that I can think straight again, she thought and after writing this down she walked towards the bedroom.

With haste she dropped her apparel and looked at her tall naked body in the mirror. Without hesitating she started to play with herself. She trembled as her fingers played with herself. She was so moist that it was dripping down her long legs. It felt unreal as she saw herself masturbating without wantonness. She was panting with agitation now but she was still not there yet. A couple of fingerbreadth was inside her trusting but even while it felt keen they did n't do Thomas More than institute her to the edge.

"I need more arousal !"the persuasion as she trembled with luxuria.

"Perhaps it is prolonged used of the dildo that is dangerous,"she thought and this opinion was adequate to hit her walk to the chairman. Without any real number hesitancy she guided the gigantic dildo inside her. She felt it rip through her virginity at the same time as she screamed in intimate agitation. Her unanimous body trembled as feeling of intense luxuria ripped through her being. She opened her middle to see her paradigm 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 unidentified au naturel missy lay masturbating.

"The succeeding victim,"Mia thought and this was her live on thought before everything went lightlessness. The terminal thing she saw was the girls disarray as she thought that she had heard soul calling out to her.

The End