Less than half a day ago, Lucas was a simple college student, just finished with moving to a new apartment a week earlier.
The last night's housewarming party had gone smoothly, excluding an unfortunate accident where one of Lucas' friends had drunkenly stumbled in the hallway, smashing against the mirror and shattering it completely.
It took Lucas by quite a surprise when he woke up the next morning and found the mirror fully restored, without a single crack on it.
Lucas' first thought was that someone must have replaced the whole thing, but that was impossible; he remembered bolting his door shut after everyone left. He tapped on the glass gently. Nothing about the texture or sound felt out of the ordinary, but making eye contact with his reflection gave him an odd feeling. Even though it undoubtedly was his good old familiar reflection looking back at him, something about it made it seem like a person of it's own.
Lucas recalled the strange rumors surrounding the place. Other students claimed that the reason the rent was dirt cheap was because many tenants had disappeared without a trace for several years now. But as a broke student, Lucas could not really afford to care.
He whipped out his phone to see if the camera could pick up something that his human eyes could not. Surely enough, the reflection looked even stranger viewed via camera. Lucas decided to snap a photo, and immediately regretted his decision when all his surroundings began twisting and warping into surreal shapes. Lights flickered on and off, until darkness swallowed his apartment whole.
The last night's housewarming party had gone smoothly, excluding an unfortunate accident where one of Lucas' friends had drunkenly stumbled in the hallway, smashing against the mirror and shattering it completely.
It took Lucas by quite a surprise when he woke up the next morning and found the mirror fully restored, without a single crack on it.
Lucas' first thought was that someone must have replaced the whole thing, but that was impossible; he remembered bolting his door shut after everyone left. He tapped on the glass gently. Nothing about the texture or sound felt out of the ordinary, but making eye contact with his reflection gave him an odd feeling. Even though it undoubtedly was his good old familiar reflection looking back at him, something about it made it seem like a person of it's own.
Lucas recalled the strange rumors surrounding the place. Other students claimed that the reason the rent was dirt cheap was because many tenants had disappeared without a trace for several years now. But as a broke student, Lucas could not really afford to care.
He whipped out his phone to see if the camera could pick up something that his human eyes could not. Surely enough, the reflection looked even stranger viewed via camera. Lucas decided to snap a photo, and immediately regretted his decision when all his surroundings began twisting and warping into surreal shapes. Lights flickered on and off, until darkness swallowed his apartment whole.
Lucas returned to consciousness with a gasp. It came out sounding softer and higher than his usual voice. Aside from some tingly sensations, he felt okay - but as he opened his eyes, Lucas found himself in a completely different apartment, and his reflection was replaced by that of a gorgeous teenage girl, standing in the hallway fully nude.
Keeping himself calm and collected to the best of his ability, Lucas assumed that shooting another photo could fix the situation and turn everything back to normal again. He did not wish to be a girl, not even a beauty like this. But the phone he held in his dainty hands was dead. Luckily, Lucas noticed a charger on the living room floor and wasted no time plugging in the phone.
As he waited for the thing to charge, Lucas had some more time to assess the situation. He felt like new information was steadily entering his head as he examined this new body. Somehow, he could suddenly tell that his name was now Emily, and that he was still a college student. This presented a horrifying implication to Lucas; what if these new memories were overwriting his previous ones?
Spurred on by this thought, Lucas picked up the phone right as it's charge reached 10 percent, and pointed the camera at the mirror once again for another selfie. Just like last time, the world around faded to black. But instead of returning to his original body and apartment, he now found himself in the dormitory of some russian bootcamp. And there were other people there too, most likely his peers.
As he waited for the thing to charge, Lucas had some more time to assess the situation. He felt like new information was steadily entering his head as he examined this new body. Somehow, he could suddenly tell that his name was now Emily, and that he was still a college student. This presented a horrifying implication to Lucas; what if these new memories were overwriting his previous ones?
Spurred on by this thought, Lucas picked up the phone right as it's charge reached 10 percent, and pointed the camera at the mirror once again for another selfie. Just like last time, the world around faded to black. But instead of returning to his original body and apartment, he now found himself in the dormitory of some russian bootcamp. And there were other people there too, most likely his peers.
Collecting himself as quickly as he could, Lucas discovered that he actually felt oddly comfortable in this new body. It was in a much better shape than his skinnyfat self had ever been. Apparently he was now Mikhail, a young russian military prodigy from a highly influential military family. As he resumed charging his phone again, mostly undisturbed by the other soldiers, Lucas stopped for a moment to seriously consider the possibility of perhaps staying and having fun for a while, but eventually decided against it. He was concerned that there was some sort of a time limit to this mirror gimmick and that he might have second thoughts later.
The phone finished charging enough for the camera to function normally and Lucas took another selfie.
The feeling of strength and lightness of his athletic body was replaced by an uncomfortable heaviness and a bloated sensation. Whereas the two first bodies had both felt like an upgrade, this was not that. Staring back at him from the mirror was now an undeniably fat girl, with a double chin that quivered as Lucas struggled to settle down his racing heart. New memories poured in faster than last time. He was now Julie, and Julie's history was full of struggling with her weight and bullies. She was continuously humiliated by her classmates, and her method of coping was to always seek approval from less picky men via aggressively sexual behaviour. Julie loved sex, giving blowjobs and getting guys off with her floppy tits. And Lucas knew that he would soon as well, unless he continued onwards quickly. He still didn't want to be a girl, and especially not a fat, slutty one like Julie.
Lucas' heart was still racing as he took in his next reality, but he quickly began to feel ecstatic upon realizing having hit the jackpot this time. He was now Dennis, a very buff and wealthy stud, working as a renowned personal trainer in hollywood. He had his own private gym and luxurious villa on the hillside. This is it, Lucas thought to himself, this was the kind of life that he wouldn't mind getting stuck in.
Yet he could not fight against the siren sound of curiosity, telling him that based on his four "trips" so far, there was clearly some kind of a pendulum effect to this magical mirror, cycling him between female and male lives, with most likely an element of improvement included with every new male body. And if it was possible to improve from -this-, he could very well become a billionaire - maybe even an actual superhero - with two more leaps. Of course, that was only assuming that he was right. And it did mean going through one more female body.
But he could not resist. Lucas gazed longingly around his gym one more time, and held his breath as he prepared for one more temporary female experience.
With a sharp inhale, Lucas opened his eyes and the world returned to focus, though much slower than previous times. "Crap", Lucas thought to himself as he realized there was something wrong with his eyesight. Though compared to what else was awaiting, that problem seemed almost trivial.
His body was now absolutely massive, basically walking the tightrope between mobility and immobility. He was hyper aware of every sweaty roll, every jiggle and every uncomfortable sensation inside his huge gut. His name was now Luna, and he was waiting for a tinder date to show up. New information was pouring in faster than in any earlier body Lucas had visited. He looked for a charger but there wasn't any to be seen, so he exited to bathroom to waddle around the apartment and look for one.
After way too much time wasted, Lucas finally spotted a promising looking cable on the bedroom floor. But as he bent over to grab it, something in his lower back and knee gave in simultaneously. Wincing from the pain, Lucas heaved himself on the nearby stool to find some relief from the pain before he would collapse.
As he sat here sobbing at his situation, Lucas felt his mind sinking even further into this new reality. He had to get to the mirror with some charge in the phone soon. But he could not get up with his sprained leg. Calling for help was not an option either, as the phone was still dead from the mirror jump. There simply was no way out of this. He would be stuck as this horny fatty and all her shitty health problems for the rest of her days.
By the time the doorbell rang, Lucas' mind had resigned to it's new reality, and the only thing that ran through Luna's mind when she heard the sound was finally getting to have some cock. "It's open!", she yelled. "Please come in... Could use a strong man to help me on the bed here...!"
