With a smile on her boldness XIX year old Mia Nordberg pushed the door open. With some difficultness she managed to drop back her three suitcases inside and the door closed. The hall was not very ardent but it was still much better that the cold autumn weather outside. The building was close to a hundred years old but careful restitution had kept it in arrant stipulation. Mia studied the old fashioned ornamentation on the mainstay of hallway until her gaze fell on the table just inside the door.

At the single apartment at the third gear floor she read the epithet Lisa Larsson."Seems they have not had time to off the old name,"Mia thought as she felt some irritation.

It was a benediction that she could displace to this apartment instead of keep with her aunt but the way the apartment became empty was not pleasant. At first the sunrise paper had only included a lowly notice that 22 old age old Lisa Larsson had gone missing. The law had treated it as an ordinary fade until a journalist found Lisa 's diary in a populace deoxyephedrine 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 newspaper publisher saw the possible action for selling extra copy and started investigating what Lisa had done the last minute before her disappearing.

In truth the reporters did n't find lots evidence, but there was enough to spin a tale about a intimate scandal. The cobbler's 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 dance base. Late in the dark she had left followed by a two unsung men she attracted during the saltation.

The constabulary continued the investigation and finally concluded that it sounded likely Lisa had been abducted on her way home, but the hunt had so far turned unsuccesful. Mia had only been following the events with youngster interests but when she was offered Lisa flat she had recalled what she had read.

The elevator was very small and Mia and her suitcase filled it up completely."aunt Helen would not have been able to fit herself with all the bag with her,"Mia thought and imagined her aunt trying to hug her beat physical structure into the elevator.

auntie Helen of Troy was very fond of preparation and had constantly been trying to urinate Mia eat more. Mia on the former hand was very fond of her slim nicely trimmed body and had found the constant pettifoggery about her not eating too much a material pain in the ass. It was a great relief to get a space of her own.

With a bit of annoying Mia for the 2d meter pushed the release for the top floor but the lift refused to impress. She twisted around and realized her fault.

"The elevator was designed for four floor but the house got only three,"Mia thought and pressed the rightfield button. The elevator started to actuate and Mia waited as the elevator climbed slowly. Finally the elevator came to halt and she looked on a door with the name Lisa Larsson. The layout of the mansion was a bit unusual since the elevator and stair were in dissimilar parts of the building. Thus there were no hallway in forepart of the door. The doors to the apartments could only be opened when the elevator was in blank space. Mia had heard about this when she signed the declaration for the apartment but it still felt a bit weird when she opened the door and stepped directly into her new apartment.

Just like Lisa had done Mia rented the flat with article of furniture and she was thus very rummy when entered. Gunnar Westerlund, the builder of the house, had in his net will stated that the diminished apartment should be rented out to scholar of the university and thus a foundation kept the apartments furnished and prepare for students.

Mia 's picture when she saw the furniture was a bit mixed. Surely the old fashioned piece fit with peasant style of the sign of the zodiac but it did not make it did not make the apartment feel tea cozy.

The apartment had only a small kitchen, a john and a bedchamber but it was surely a bargain at the low economic rent toll. Mia pulled her bag into the bedroom and placed them on the bed. Except from the water closet and the bed the only furniture in room was a huge mirror that filled most of the bulwark. The whole room could be seen in the mirror and it did thus make the 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 contract really existed. Everything seemed to ticket and now when she was more at home in apartment it did n't palpate so weird.

"After all I will do the written report at the catholicity and mostly catch some Z's and eat here,"Mia thought as she entered the bedroom. She stopped in front of the big mirror and did a tardily turning.

Mia like many others always did dream of becoming a simulation but she was a practical young lady that realized that the hazard for that were melt off. She was marvellous and slim but her hair did n't really cut the mark. It was in a nice blonde color but curled up too a great deal. Without tying it up or using a silly sum of money of hairspray her haircloth would stand out in all focusing. Mia also had to admit that her breast looked a bit small. It was slightly unfair since she used a size of it b-holder but combined with how tall she was her breasts did count humble.

As Mia looked at her vision in the mirror she felt a rush of upheaval. Normally you only encountered full length mirrors in stores and there you could never really unwind. It was great to ingest such a mirror in her sleeping accommodation. She slowly went back and forward like she had been doing some simulation job. It was quite fun but her clothes seemed much to mundane to become her fantasy. She paused and thought for a few seconds and then started to off her clothes. She knew that she and her mother had not packed any dare clothes since she was going away to read but in only her lingerie with lashings of cutis exposed it would still look slightly erotic.

With a grinning she repeated the sluggish walk forward and back. Her white cotton underwear looked very nice together with her sun tanned consistence. Mia tried to actuate a bit more erotic and was very please with the result. If the son looking at her body guess imagination as this one she could realize that they were looking.

"I bet I could practice in nominal head of this mirror here so that I could get a line to move around any boy crazy with lecherousness,"she thought but then noticed the time and understood that it was meter to sleep.

She made the bed with her bed linen and a couplet 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 apparel tomorrow,"Mia decided before she fell asleep.

* * *

Mia felt not bad when she came awake the future morning. She had slept only in a blanched nightgown and when she got up she could not resist dropping the nightgown. She stood totally nude in nominal head of the mirror and covered her private parts with only her deal.

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

It was nix she normally did. She was a Virgin and had never really felt the urge to do more than canvas how she looked down there. Still she had to allow in that her image in the mirror looked even more titillating when she did this.

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

The day went painfully slowly but finally it was over. Finally she arrived plate 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 haversack she also had a shopping bag filled with apparel. It had felt very weird to buy such lingerie and clothes but she could barely remain firm waiting to try them in battlefront of the mirror. The fact that she had used most of her spare hard cash for the month was a potential trouble, but she felt it was worth it.

When she came inside the rushed to bathroom and changed her clothes. She wanted to see the aggregate impression the new clothes would pee-pee as soon as possible.

With dying footfall she entered her bedroom.

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

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

"I could picture myself dancing daring in nominal head of the male child in these clothes,"Mia thought and tried some terpsichore steps. This made her return back to reality as she realized how initiate like her saltation steps looked.

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

She felt joy over the improvement her clothes did to her appearing, but then she reluctantly looked towards her knapsack 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 save that for later,"she thought and started to exercise in movement of mirror.

She let her hands slide over eubstance and seductively moved her pelvic girdle. 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 sinister outside. After eating she could not rule her nightgown and she decided to catch some Z's in her underwear.

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The following forenoon Mia slowly woke up. In her sleep she had kicked the bed cover of and thus the first she saw when she woke up was her semi nude image in the mirror. She giggled with delight as she saw herself. The bed looked just like if a fan had shared it with her and just recently left. She recalled the erotic pose she had done yesterday daybreak and decided to do some posing.

With trembling fingerbreadth she let her hand slide inside her panties. With a smile on her lips 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 fill with the result. The elongate material of her panties looked very implicative as her deal moved under it.

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

"I wonder what the big flock about masturbation is,"she thought. Her body was filled with tingle and she continued her slow rubbing. As her finger passed over her pussy she noticed that it had become slightly dampish.

"Is this how sexual excitement look ?"Mia wondered and moaned. Her whole consistence trembled as her inexperient fingerbreadth played with her private parts. Suddenly Mia thought that she heard somebody crying out something and sat up with galvanize verbal expression on her face. She had no musical theme what the voice had said but as she looked around she saw the watch beside the bed.

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

Mia arrived to right elbow room at the university at the last possible moment and sat down at Saame mo 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 keep up with the others. With annoyance Mia also noted that the guys did n't seem to see her at all. Two other beautiful cleaning lady had all the attention from the male person.

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

Finally the day was over and Mia hurried back home base. When she came to the elevator she for once remembered to advertize the right button and lift started it 's slowly ascent. When Mia came inside she did n't even think about reading her books, instead she rushed inside to change clothes and a few minute later she was standing in battlefront of the mirror.

All the trouble from the long day melted away as she practiced to trip the light fantastic. If there had been a watcher both days he would have noticed that Mia dancing was growing Thomas More and more erotic. Her mitt would slither over her rose hip and seductively take out her dame up. She throw kisses towards the mirror and giggled in joy as she saw how much her skill had improved.

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

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

"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 fall weather.

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

"Time to show the guy how titillating a woman can be,"Mia thought and danced forward with a smile on her lips. It was a shame that she bought such a humble skirt, why had she not got one that made it more easy to show off her underclothes ?

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

"I have never been take heed before, and that is a good, 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 familiar.

"It is the Sami pub that Lisa Larsson visited before she disappeared,"Mia realized and stumbled backwards. She still felt a yearning 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 strength and walked back towards nursing home.

She entered the small elevator and pushed the top release. As the lift climbed upwards she closed her eyes and tried to settle down down.

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

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

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

It took a couple of seconds for Mia to register the truth. The layout of the hallway was very to hers but it was not her apartment. The paries was covered with exposure of naked daughter and the clothes hanging there was not hers. With a red facial expression Mia turned back towards the lift and pushed the release for floor three. nil happened, confused she looked around but then recalled that the door to the flat must be closed if the lift should act. She closed the door but elevator would still not move.

"delay a second, how could the elevator get here in the number 1 place if this door was ajar ?"she wondered. She tried a couple of More times but the elevator would not go and thus there were no option but the enter the flat again. She looked into the kitchen but except the remains from person 's breakfast it was empty. She knocked on the door to the bedroom but there were no reply.

She pushed the threshold open but found it void. In fact the apartment was sparingly furnished. Only the large wall mirror and a chair was standing there. The electric chair captured her attention since somebody had attached a huge dildo at the center of it. Mia stared in disbelief at the immense dildo, it was almost as wide as her arm. She could not believe that a lady friend could look at such monster inside her.

As she looked on the rest of the room she felt the familiar tingling when she looked at the mirror, how sexy she would look like in front of the mirror. With an try of will she looked away from the mirror. Something about the chairman looked intimate and Mia suddenly turned towards the pictures on the paries behind her. All the girls on the pictures was doing the Lapp thing. They were sitting on the chairwoman with the dildo buried inside their wet folding. With enchantment Mia studied the expression of unbelievable lust that could be seen in their faces. Suddenly she felt dread as she recognized the eleventh flick from the papers, it was without doubt twenty year old Lisa Larson that had gone missing a few workweek ago.

"I must get out of her as soon as possible, I do n't like this place,"Mia thought with dread in her heart and returned to the lift. She did n't become surprised when the elevator still refused to make a motion but suppressed her reverence as looked for another exit.

She felt a potent urge to go and practice in front of the mirror but she suppressed this feel too.

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

"Perhaps it is potential 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 surprisal 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 fear. Halfway down to the terra firma an soundbox hung in the air suspended by zilch. It was an man clothed in old fashioned clothes. His face was frozen in incredible concentration as his hired man seemed to point back towards the windowpane. Mia stumbled backwards in fear.

She turned and as her gaze fell on the mirror she felt her fingerbreadth moving to transfer her clothes. With a inscrutable suspiration Mia managed to break dance free and she ran out into the kitchen. Away from the mirror the yearning was loose to do by. She looked around the kitchen and noticed a small notepad on the dinner party board. 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 author must be a woman.

'' I am afraid. Something weird is going on. I pushed wrong button and the lift moved to quaternary floor but there are only three base in this building, '' she read. The textbook continued but was turning more and more to be only be about mentation about masturbation.

Mia turned the varlet and found that there was a new someone writing. `` In some way I have become trapped here too. I do n't know if the late lady friend me made it out. The yearning to do dirty things in front of the mirror is driving me daft. I think that I must protest or else something bad will befall. I will be right back, must take a second look at that big dildo. '' There were no more introduction 's with the same handwriting.

Mia continued to release pages but there was just random persuasion from bewildered girls. In the tenth handwriting she again found some interesting entropy. `` It seems I am the tenth victim of this magic gob. I have never believed in such things as trick but the evidences are impossible to ignore. When you look down from the bedroom 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 that man. He is hanging so close to construction that you need to relate him if you want to get down. I am not sure but I think that it is Gustaf Westerlund, the man who built this building. '' With dread Mia turned the pageboy and found a last accounting entry. `` I am sure now. The stalker I thought was following me is not a aliveness being. This entirely edifice is intended to trap girls like us. I do n't experience about the cause but I intend to find out before I loose my self-possession. ``

"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 windowpane or shouting for service but it sounded unlikely that it would do any commodity. All the worldly concern outside was immobilize except herself.

"If the mirror or elevator brought me her it should be able to bring me back. I just need to figure out how they work,"she thought but it was growing harder and laborious to think. Her step-in had become surcharge and all persuasion returned back towards masturbation.

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

With haste she dropped her clothes and looked at her grandiloquent nude body in the mirror. Without hesitating she started to play with herself. She trembled as her fingerbreadth played with herself. She was so moist that it was dripping down her long wooden leg. It felt unreal as she saw herself masturbating without abandon. She was panting with excitation now but she was still not there yet. A couple of fingerbreadth was inside her trusting but even while it felt great they did n't do more than bring her to the bound.

"I need more stimulation !"the idea as she trembled with lust.

"Perhaps it is prolonged used of the dildo that is dangerous,"she thought and this thought was plenty to make her walk to the president. Without any substantial faltering she guided the gigantic dildo inside her. She felt it rip through her virginity at the same time as she screamed in sexual excitement. Her whole eubstance trembled as notion of intense lust ripped through her being. She opened her eyes to see her image 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 quantity nude daughter lay masturbating.

"The side by side victim,"Mia thought and this was her last thought before everything went smutty. The terminal thing she saw was the fille mix-up as she thought that she had heard somebody calling out to her.

The End