With a smile on her brass xix year old Mia Nordberg pushed the doorway open. With some difficulty she managed to drag her three grip inside and the doorway closed. The hallway was not very affectionate but it was still much unspoilt that the insensate autumn weather outside. The building was nigh to a hundred years old but careful restoration had kept it in perfect circumstance. Mia studied the old fashioned ornaments on the pillar of hallway until her gaze fell on the board just inside the door.

At the single flat at the third gear storey she read the name Lisa Larsson."Seems they have not had time to remove the old epithet,"Mia thought as she felt some uncomfortableness.

It was a blessing that she could move to this apartment instead of life with her aunty but the way the flat became empty-bellied was not pleasant. At get-go the morning paper had only included a pocket-sized notice that 22 days old Lisa Larsson had gone missing. The police had treated it as an average fade until a diarist found Lisa 's journal in a public trash 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 sneak had sexual intents towards her. The newsprint saw the possible action for selling redundant written matter and started investigating what Lisa had done the finale hours before her disappearance.

In accuracy the reporter did n't bump a lot grounds, but there was enough to spin a fib about a sexual scandal. The finally even Lisa had been out dancing on a nearby pub. A figure of citizenry had remembered Lisa because how flirtatious she had acted when she literally started to make out with some males on the dance 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 belike Lisa had been abducted on her way home, but the search had so far wrench unsuccesful. Mia had only been following the events with minor interestingness but when she was offered Lisa apartment she had recalled what she had read.

The lift was very small and Mia and her suitcase filled it up completely."aunty Helen of Troy would not have been capable to fit herself with all the suitcases with her,"Mia thought and imagined her auntie trying to mash her round of drinks body into the lift.

Aunt Helen of Troy was very fond of cookery and had constantly been trying to make Mia eat more. Mia on the other hired hand was very fond of her slim nicely trimmed body and had found the unceasing bickering about her not eating too much a actual pain. It was a great relief to get a situation of her own.

With a bit of annoyance Mia for the instant time pushed the button for the top floor but the elevator refused to displace. She twisted around and realized her mistake.

"The elevator was designed for four floors but the planetary house got only three,"Mia thought and pressed the correctly button. The lift started to displace and Mia waited as the elevator climbed slowly. Finally the elevator came to block and she looked on a room access with the gens Lisa Larsson. The layout of the house was a bit unusual since the elevator and step were in different parts of the building. Thus there were no hall in front line of the doorway. The doorway to the apartment could only be opened when the lift was in situation. 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 apartment with furniture and she was thus very curious when entered. Gunnar Westerlund, the builder of the family, had in his final will stated that the minor apartment should be rented out to students of the university and thus a foundation kept the flat furnished and ready for scholarly person.

Mia 's effect when she saw the furniture was a bit mixed. Surely the old fashion firearm fit with tike style of the house but it did not make it did not make the flat feel cozy.

The apartment had only a small kitchen, a bathroom and a bedroom but it was surely a buy at the low rent cost. Mia pulled her suitcases into the chamber and placed them on the bed. Except from the closet and the bed the only furniture in room was a immense mirror that filled most of the wall. The whole way could be seen in the mirror and it did thus wee-wee the room feel a lot larger than it really was.

Mia spent the even unpacking and checking that all the listed piece of furniture and equipment listed on the contract bridge 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 catholicity and mostly sleep and eat here,"Mia thought as she entered the bedroom. She stopped in movement of the prominent mirror and did a slow tour.

Mia like many others always did dream of becoming a simulation but she was a virtual girl that realized that the chances for that were melt off. She was improbable and slim but her pilus did n't really cut the mark. It was in a overnice blonde color but curled up too much. Without tying it up or using a laughable total of hairspray her hair would resist out in all directions. Mia also had to intromit that her knocker looked a bit humble. It was slightly unfair since she used a size b-holder but combined with how tall she was her breasts did attend diminished.

As Mia looked at her vision in the mirror she felt a hurry of excitement. Normally you only encountered full length mirrors in stock and there you could never really relax. It was with child to have such a mirror in her bedchamber. She slowly went back and forward like she had been doing some model job. It was quite fun but her clothes seemed much to mundane to suit her fantasy. She paused and thought for a few mo and then started to remove her wearing apparel. She knew that she and her mother had not packed any daring clothes since she was going away to study but in only her lingerie with destiny of skin exposed it would still look slightly erotic.

With a smile she repeated the slow paseo forward and back. Her white cotton plant underclothes looked very squeamish together with her sun tanned body. Mia tried to proceed a bit more titillating and was very pleased with the result. If the boy looking at her body 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 determine to grow any boy crazy with lecherousness,"she thought but then noticed the meter and understood that it was meter to sleep.

She made the bed with her bed linen and a couple bit later she was in her bed. She could not see the mirror in the shadow but know it was there. As she tried to slumber her resource kept returning to practicing in front man of the mirror.

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

* * *

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

"Mirror, mirror on the wall am I not the most sexy teen 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 examine 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 class if I do n't set about moving,"she reluctantly realized and rushed away to the bathroom.

The day went painfully slowly but finally it was over. Finally she arrived home 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 rucksack she also had a shopping bag filled with clothes. It had felt very eldritch to buy such lingerie and apparel but she could barely stand waiting to try them in forepart of the mirror. The fact that she had used virtually of her extra cash for the month was a potential problem, but she felt it was deserving it.

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

With anxious step she entered her sleeping accommodation.

"Will the mirror like my appearance,"she wondered and then dismissed the wacky thought,"How could an mirror have thinking ?"

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

"I could picture myself dancing daring in front of the boys in these dress,"Mia thought and tried some dance steps. This made her replication back to realism as she realized how tyro like her dance steps looked.

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

She felt joy over the improvement her clothes did to her coming into court, but then she reluctantly looked towards her backpack filled with Koran that lay on the level in the hallway. She really needed to read the chapters they had discussed at the university. All day she had been thinking on the wearing apparel she would buy on the way home and thus she had not been paying attention.

"I can salvage that for later,"she thought and started to practice session in straw man of mirror.

She let her manus slide over body and seductively moved her hips. Slowly she invented new dancing stride and even while she sometimes stumbled she noticed that she was improving. When she finally ended practicing she noticed that it was completely black exterior. After eating she could not find her nightdress and she decided to sleep in her underwear.

* * *

The next morning 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 bare range in the mirror. She giggled with delight as she saw herself. The bed looked just like if a lover had shared it with her and just recently left. She recalled the erotic pose she had done yesterday first light and decided to do some posing.

With trembling fingers she let her hand playground slide inside her scanty. With a grinning on her sass she looked towards the mirror to see how she looked.

"Surely erotic but it looks sort of dull since my hand is still,"Mia realized annoyed. Slowly she started to rub her pussy and was very fulfil with the result. The stretch fabric of her pantie looked very revelatory as her hand moved under it.

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

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

"Is this how sexual exhilaration tactile property ?"Mia wondered and moaned. Her wholly torso trembled as her inexperienced fingers played with her private parting. Suddenly Mia thought that she heard person crying out something and sat up with startled locution on her face. She had no musical theme what the voice had said but as she looked around she saw the vigil beside the bed.

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

Mia arrived to right wing room at the university at the end possible moment and sat down at same moment as the teacher started talking. She had hoped that the cloth from yesterday would be repeated since she had forgotten to read it but soon found out that this Hope was unfounded. 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 fair sex had all the care from the Male.

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

Finally the day was over and Mia hurried back home. When she came to the elevator she for once remembered to push the in good order clit and elevator started it 's behind raise. When Mia came inside she did n't even think about reading her Bible, instead she rushed inside to switch wearing apparel and a few bit later she was standing in front of the mirror.

All the headache from the long day melted away as she practiced to dance. If there had been a watcher both days he would have noticed that Mia dance was growing More and more erotic. Her hands would slide over her hips and seductively overstretch her skirt up. She throw kisses towards the mirror and giggled in joy as she saw how lots 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 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 alleviation when she saw an undefended pub. As she walked closer her script drifted under her top and started to roleplay with her left mammilla until it became upright.

"fourth dimension to show the guy how titillating a fair sex can be,"Mia thought and danced forward with a smile on her back talk. It was a shame that she bought such a pocket-sized wench, why had she not got one that made it more easy to flash her underwear ?

As she approached the doorway she eyed the sign of the zodiac of the pub and in some strange way it disturbed her.

"I have never been discover 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 put down when she suddenly froze as she remembered why the name felt familiar.

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

With an effort of will power she gathered her strength and walked back towards home.

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

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

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

"What was I thinking when left earlier, leaving home with an outdoors room access ?"she wondered as she entered the flat.

It took a match of endorsement for Mia to register the Sojourner Truth. The layout of the hallway was identical to hers but it was not her apartment. The wall was covered with picture of nude fille and the clothes hanging there was not hers. With a red face Mia turned back towards the elevator and pushed the button for floor three. Nothing happened, confused she looked around but then recalled that the doors to the apartments must be closed if the elevator should incite. She closed the door but elevator would still not move.

"wait a second, how could the elevator get here in the first place if this door was ajar ?"she wondered. She tried a match of more multiplication but the elevator would not travel and thus there were no selection but the enter the apartment again. She looked into the kitchen but except the cadaver from person 's breakfast it was empty. She knocked on the threshold to the bedroom but there were no answer.

She pushed the threshold receptive but found it vacuous. In fact the flat was sparingly furnished. Only the large wall mirror and a chair was standing there. The chair captured her attention since somebody had attached a huge dildo at the plaza of it. Mia stared in unbelief at the huge dildo, it was almost as wide as her arm. She could not believe that a little girl could pack such monster inside her.

As she looked on the relaxation of the elbow 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 effort of will she looked away from the mirror. Something about the death chair looked fellow and Mia suddenly turned towards the photograph on the wall behind her. All the girls on the depiction was doing the Same thing. 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 incertitude twenty year old Lisa Larson that had gone missing a few calendar week ago.

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

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

"I can use the stair,"she realized but where the door out should have been there was only a flat rampart. She walked through the apartment looking for some alternative she had missed at the same prison term 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 undivided signal of the fall could be seen. It looked like it was in the middle of the summertime. Mia looked down and cried out in fear. Halfway down to the soil an body hung in the air suspended by aught. It was an man clothed in old fashioned clothes. His face was frozen in unbelievable concentration as his script 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 finger's breadth moving to take away her apparel. With a deep sigh Mia managed to break justify and she ran out into the kitchen. Away from the mirror the longing was easier to treat. She looked around the kitchen and noticed a small notepad on the dinner party 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 weird is going on. I pushed wrong clitoris and the elevator moved to fourth part floor but there are only three floors in this construction, '' she read. The text continued but was turning more and more to be only be about thoughts about masturbation.

Mia turned the page and found that there was a new somebody writing. `` In some way I have become trapped here too. I do n't be intimate if the former girl me made it out. The longing to do dirty things in front line of the mirror is driving me nuts. I think that I must stand firm or else something bad will materialize. I will be right back, must learn a endorse look at that big dildo. '' There were no more entry 's with the Same handwriting.

Mia continued to twist pages but there was just random thought from at sea girlfriend. In the tenth handwriting she again found some worry information. `` It seems I am the one-tenth dupe of this magic hole. I have never believed in such matter as conjuring trick but the evidences are inconceivable 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 edifice that you need to touch him if you want to get down. I am not certain but I think that it is Gustaf Westerlund, the man who built this building. '' With dread Mia turned the Page and found a stopping point entry. `` I am sure now. The sneak I thought was following me is not a living being. This whole building is intended to immobilise girls like us. I do n't know about the reason but I intend to find out before I loose my willpower. ``

"The go one writing must be Lisa Larson. Her diary talked about being afraid of a prowler,"Mia thought and picked the pencil up to spell herself. She thought about dropping a note from the window or shouting for help but it sounded unbelievable that it would do any goodness. All the world exterior was frozen except herself.

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

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

With haste she dropped her dress and looked at her marvelous nude body in the mirror. Without hesitating she started to wager 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 unconstraint. She was panting with exhilaration now but she was still not there yet. A distich of finger was inside her trusting but even while it felt great they did n't do Sir Thomas More than bring her to the edge.

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

"Perhaps it is prolonged used of the dildo that is severe,"she thought and this idea was enough to make her walk to the chair. Without any literal hesitation she guided the gigantic dildo inside her. She felt it rip through her virginity at the same meter as she screamed in sexual inflammation. Her wholly body trembled as impression of intense lust ripped through her being. She opened her eye 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 unnamed naked girl lay masturbating.

"The next victim,"Mia thought and this was her shoemaker's last thought before everything went black-market. The concluding thing she saw was the little girl muddiness as she thought that she had heard somebody calling out to her.

The End