With a smile on her face 19 class old Mia Nordberg pushed the doorway candid. With some difficulty she managed to sweep up her three suitcases inside and the room access closed. The hall was not very tender but it was still much better that the insensate fall weather outside. The building was shut down to a hundred years old but careful restoration had kept it in perfective tense consideration. Mia studied the old fashioned ornaments on the pillar of hallway until her regard fell on the add-in just inside the room access.

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

It was a blessing that she could move to this apartment instead of sustenance with her aunt but the way the apartment became vacuous was not pleasant. At first the morning theme had only included a small observation that 22 twelvemonth old Lisa Larsson had gone missing. The police had treated it as an ordinary disappearance until a diary keeper found Lisa 's diary in a populace scrap can.

The diary 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 intention towards her. The newspapers saw the possibility for selling special copy and started investigating what Lisa had done the close hours before her fade.

In the true the reporters did n't find a good deal grounds, but there was enough to spin a tale about a sexual scandal. The death even Lisa had been out dancing on a nearby pub. A number of people had remembered Lisa because how flirtatious she had acted when she literally started to pretend out with some male person on the dance base. Late in the night she had left followed by a two stranger men she attracted during the dance.

The law continued the probe and finally concluded that it sounded likely Lisa had been abducted on her way household, but the search had so far sour unsuccesful. Mia had only been following the events with shaver interests but when she was offered Lisa apartment she had recalled what she had read.

The elevator was very small and Mia and her suitcases filled it up completely."Aunt Helen would not let been able to fit herself with all the travelling bag with her,"Mia thought and imagined her aunt trying to squeeze her round physical structure into the lift.

Aunt Helen was very fond of cooking and had constantly been trying to take a shit Mia eat more. Mia on the other hand was very fond of her slim nicely trimmed body and had found the unvarying bickering about her not eating too much a actual bother. It was a great relief to get a stead of her own.

With a bit of annoyance Mia for the second clip pushed the button for the top flooring but the elevator refused to locomote. She twisted around and realized her mistake.

"The elevator was designed for four floors but the mansion got only three,"Mia thought and pressed the right push. The elevator started to locomote and Mia waited as the elevator climbed slowly. Finally the elevator came to halt and she looked on a door with the figure Lisa Larsson. The layout of the theater was a bit unusual since the elevator and stairs were in different part of the building. Thus there were no hallway in front of the room access. The doors to the flat could only be opened when the elevator was in place. Mia had heard about this when she signed the contract for the apartment but it still felt a bit uncanny when she opened the door and stepped directly into her new apartment.

Just like Lisa had done Mia rented the flat with furniture and she was thus very curious when entered. Gunnar Westerlund, the builder of the theater, had in his final will stated that the lowly apartments should be rented out to pupil of the university and thus a introduction kept the apartment furnished and ready for students.

Mia 's belief when she saw the furniture was a bit mixed. Surely the old forge slice fit with boor vogue of the house but it did not make it did not make water the apartment feeling cosy.

The apartment had only a small kitchen, a bathroom and a sleeping room but it was surely a bargain at the low rent monetary value. Mia pulled her travelling bag into the bedroom and placed them on the bed. Except from the closet and the bed the only furniture in room was a huge mirror that filled most of the wall. The all room could be seen in the mirror and it did thus make the way feel a lot orotund than it really was.

Mia spent the evening 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 household in apartment it did n't finger so weird.

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

Mia like many others always did dream of becoming a fashion model but she was a practical girl that realized that the opportunity for that were slenderize. She was tall and melt off but her hair did n't really cut the German mark. It was in a nice blonde coloring material but curled up too much. Without tying it up or using a ridiculous total of hairspray her hair would place upright out in all directions. Mia also had to admit that her breasts looked a bit belittled. It was slightly unfair since she used a size b-holder but combined with how improbable she was her breasts did look small-scale.

As Mia looked at her vision in the mirror she felt a upsurge of excitement. Normally you only encountered full length mirrors in storehouse and there you could never really relax. It was smashing to have such a mirror in her chamber. She slowly went back and forward like she had been doing some poser job. It was quite fun but her clothes seemed much to mundane to accommodate her fantasy. She paused and thought for a few sec and then started to remove her clothes. She knew that she and her mother had not packed any hardihood clothes since she was going away to study but in only her lingerie with lots of skin exposed it would still wait slightly erotic.

With a smile she repeated the slow walkway forward and back. Her white cotton underclothing looked very decent together with her sun tanned body. Mia tried to move a bit more titillating and was very pleased with the answer. If the boys looking at her body imagined visions as this one she could realize that they were looking.

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

She made the bed with her bed linen and a yoke 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 imagination kept returning to practicing in front of the mirror.

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

* * *

Mia felt great when she came awake the side by side morn. She had slept only in a T. H. White gown and when she got up she could not resist dropping the nightdress. She stood totally au naturel in front man of the mirror and covered her private parts with only her hand.

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

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

"I will late for class if I do n't bug out moving,"she reluctantly realized and rushed away to the john.

The day went painfully slowly but finally it was over. Finally she arrived house and entered the elevator. She pushed the button and was momentaneous 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 apparel. It had felt very uncanny to buy such intimate apparel and wearing apparel but she could barely bear waiting to try them in battlefront of the mirror. The fact that she had used most of her spare cash for the month was a potential job, but she felt it was worth it.

When she came inside the rushed to bathroom and changed her wearing apparel. She wanted to see the aggregate impression the new clothes would make as soon as potential.

With anxious steps she entered her bedroom.

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

A bombastic smile filled her nerve as she saw herself in the mirror. She had a red miniskirt and a black top and it did just bring the image she had intended.

"I could depict myself dancing daring in front of the male child in these clothes,"Mia thought and tried some dance step. This made her return back to realism as she realized how tiro like her dance steps looked.

She liked the aphrodisiacal image she could see in the mirror as her men rested on her pelvic arch but she had not the accomplishment to really trip the light fantastic. She had never been concern in such things.

She felt joy over the betterment her clothes did to her appearance, but then she reluctantly looked towards her backpack filled with Holy Writ 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 apparel she would buy on the way home and thus she had not been paying aid.

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

She let her hands slide over body and seductively moved her hips. Slowly she invented new dance steps and even while she sometimes stumbled she noticed that she was improving. When she finally ended practicing she noticed that it was completely black outside. After eating she could not come up her nightie and she decided to slumber in her underwear.

* * *

The future morning Mia slowly woke up. In her sleep she had kicked the bed cover version of and thus the first she saw when she woke up was her rig nude paradigm in the mirror. She giggled with pleasure as she saw herself. The bed looked just like if a devotee had shared it with her and just recently left. She recalled the titillating pose she had done yesterday morning and decided to do some sitting.

With trembling finger's breadth she let her hand lantern slide inside her pantie. With a smile on her sassing 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 satisfied with the effect. The load cloth of her panties looked very revelatory as her hired hand moved under it.

She continued this for a while. Carefully she let a digit slide inside to feel her maidhood.

"I wonder what the big deal about masturbation is,"she thought. Her torso was filled with tinglings and she continued her slow rubbing. As her fingers passed over her cunt she noticed that it had become slightly moist.

"Is this how sexual excitement feels ?"Mia wondered and moaned. Her unit physical structure trembled as her inexperient fingerbreadth played with her individual parts. Suddenly Mia thought that she heard individual crying out something and sat up with start facial expression on her grimace. She had no theme what the voice had said but as she looked around she saw the spotter beside the bed.

"I will be late for family !"she realized and this broke her modality. She jumped into her clothes and picked up her rucksack and ran.

Mia arrived to flop room at the university at the shoemaker's last potential mo and sat down at same moment as the teacher started talking. She had hoped that the textile from yesterday would be repeated since she had forgotten to read it but soon found out that this hope was groundless. The day dragged on and Mia struggled to observe up with the others. With infliction Mia also noted that the bozo did n't seem to see her at all. Two other beautiful woman had all the attention from the Male.

"I bet this would convert 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 forepart of the mirror and could wind up the task.

Finally the day was over and Mia hurried back family. When she came to the elevator she for once remembered to crusade the right clitoris and lift started it 's slow climb. When Mia came inside she did n't even think about reading her playscript, instead she rushed inside to convert apparel and a few import later she was standing in presence of the mirror.

All the worries from the long day melted away as she practiced to dance. If there had been a watcher both Day he would have noticed that Mia dancing was growing more and more titillating. Her hands would slide over her hip joint and seductively tear her skirt up. She throw kisses towards the mirror and giggled in joy as she saw how much her acquirement had improved.

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

She noticed that she was hungry and went to the kitchen to find herself some food for thought.

"I need to get out and to see if all my drill 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 moth-eaten autumn weather condition.

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

"clip to shew the guy how titillating a fair sex can be,"Mia thought and danced forward with a grinning on her rim. It was a shame that she bought such a small-scale skirt, why had she not got one that made it more slow to twinkle her underwear ?

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

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

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

"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 endeavor of will power she gathered her enduringness and walked back towards base.

She entered the small elevator and pushed the top button. As the lift climbed upwards she closed her heart and tried to quiet down.

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

The elevator came to an stop and Mia opened her eyes. It was nice 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 threshold was ajar.

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

It took a couple of seconds for Mia to register the true statement. The layout of the hallway was monovular to hers but it was not her apartment. The wall was covered with photos of nude miss and the dress hanging there was not hers. With a red face Mia turned back towards the elevator and pushed the push for trading floor three. Nothing happened, confused she looked around but then recalled that the doors to the apartment must be closed if the elevator should move. She closed the doorway but elevator would still not move.

"postponement a endorsement, how could the lift get here in the first place if this threshold was ajar ?"she wondered. She tried a couple of more times but the lift would not move and thus there were no choice but the enter the flat again. She looked into the kitchen but except the remains from somebody 's breakfast it was vacuous. She knocked on the door to the sleeping room but there were no response.

She pushed the door undecided but found it empty. In fact the flat was sparingly furnished. Only the boastfully wall mirror and a chair was standing there. The chair captured her care since somebody had attached a Brobdingnagian dildo at the essence of it. Mia stared in disbelief at the huge dildo, it was almost as spacious as her arm. She could not believe that a girl could lease such demon inside her.

As she looked on the rest of the way she felt the familiar tingling when she looked at the mirror, how aphrodisiac she would bet like in front line of the mirror. With an cause of will she looked away from the mirror. Something about the chair looked fellow and Mia suddenly turned towards the pictures on the wall behind her. All the girls on the impression was doing the same thing. They were sitting on the chair with the dildo buried inside their wet folds. With enchantment Mia studied the look of incredible lecherousness that could be seen in their faces. Suddenly she felt dread as she recognized the eleventh picture from the written document, it was without dubiety twenty twelvemonth 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 like this station,"Mia thought with dread in her heart and returned to the elevator. She did n't go surprise when the elevator still refused to move but suppressed her fright as looked for another issue.

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

"I can use the step,"she realized but where the door out should have been there was only a flat wall. She walked through the apartment looking for some option she had missed at the same fourth dimension as she without any conscious determination started to rub her breasts.

"Perhaps it is possible to mount 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 autumn could be seen. It looked like it was in the middle of the summer. Mia looked down and cried out in fright. Halfway down to the ground an torso hung in the air suspended by nil. It was an man clothed in old fashion clothes. His face was frozen in incredible concentration as his hand seemed to point back towards the window. Mia stumbled backwards in fear.

She turned and as her gaze fell on the mirror she felt her fingerbreadth moving to hit her wearing apparel. With a deep sigh Mia managed to break free and she ran out into the kitchen. Away from the mirror the longing was loose to palm. She looked around the kitchen and noticed a pocket-sized notepad on the dinner mesa. To get something to do she opened to see if there were any clew about what was going on. From the handwriting she guessed that the writer must be a woman.

'' I am afraid. Something unearthly is going on. I pushed incorrect button and the elevator moved to fourth floor but there are only three floors in this edifice, '' she read. The schoolbook continued but was turning more and more to be only be about view 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 have a go at it if the former girl me made it out. The longing to do dingy affair in front end of the mirror is driving me nut. I think that I must resist or else something bad will happen. I will be the right way back, must take aim a second look at that big dildo. '' There were no more entry 's with the same handwriting.

Mia continued to deform pages but there was just random thoughts from confused girls. In the tenth handwriting she again found some occupy information. `` It seems I am the tenth dupe of this magic trap. I have never believed in such things as magic but the grounds are impossible to ignore. When you look down from the sleeping room window you can see a man hanging frozen in the air. Is the real trap 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 building that you need to touch him if you want to get down. I am not sure but I think that it is Gustaf Westerlund, the man who built this edifice. '' With dread Mia turned the page and found a death entry. `` I am sure now. The stalker I thought was following me is not a life being. This whole building is intended to trap miss like us. I do n't know about the reason but I intend to incur out before I loose my self-control. ``

"The last one writing 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 avail but it sounded unlikely that it would do any near. All the world outside was frozen except herself.

"If the mirror or elevator brought me her it should be able to wreak me back. I just need to figure out how they work,"she thought but it was growing hard and tough to cerebrate. Her panties had become wet and all idea returned back towards onanism.

"The danger must be the dildo if I understand the remark from the others right. Thus if I avoid using that but jerk off in front of the mirror I will get stand-in so that I can conceive straight again, she thought and after writing this down she walked towards the sleeping room.

With haste she dropped her clothes and looked at her tall nude organic structure in the mirror. Without hesitating she started to encounter with herself. She trembled as her fingers played with herself. She was so moist that it was dripping down her long pegleg. It felt unreal as she saw herself masturbating without abandon. She was panting with excitement now but she was still not there yet. A twain of digit was inside her trusting but even while it felt great they did n't do More than institute her to the edge.

"I need more than arousal !"the cerebration as she trembled with lust.

"Perhaps it is prolonged used of the dildo that is dangerous,"she thought and this view was plenty to produce her base on balls to the chairperson. Without any real hesitation she guided the gigantic dildo inside her. She felt it rip through her virginity at the Lapplander time as she screamed in sexual excitement. Her whole trunk trembled as feeling of vivid lust ripped through her being. She opened her heart to see her image in the mirror. To her surprise she instead saw through the mirror into what must be her own room. Her own stuff was gone and on her bed an obscure nude girl lay masturbating.

"The succeeding dupe,"Mia thought and this was her last thought before everything went fateful. The last thing she saw was the female child mental confusion as she thought that she had heard individual calling out to her.

The End