Mimi’s Mirror
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
9,998
Reviews:
12
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Mimi’s Mirror
Mimi’s Mirror
Mimi stood in front of her full-length vanity mirror, admiring her body. She was fifteen, fair-skinned, and a bit short for her age, but nicely toned. Her breasts were a bit bigger than a C Cup, and she had long black hair which framed her face. Even though she was short, she was always getting told how nice her legs were.
In short (no pun intended), she was hot, which was probably why she was always getting love letters from all the guys in school. But she never paid attention to them, or the rare few from other girls, because in her mind, all she needed was her mirror. If she got horny, she’d get a chair and masturbate to her own image. Just looking at herself like she was right now made her privates tingle.
Just then, the alarm clock went off. (Oh, time to get dressed). She always woke up about an hour early just to look in her mirror for a while.
She grabbed the outfit she had picked out last night and threw it on. She took one last look in her mirror so she could check out her ass, which she was very proud of, and dashed out of the room, but quickly returned. (Almost forgot this), She thought as she picked up her lucky charm, a long silver chain with a pentagram that had a small ruby in its center. The entire thing was encircled by an ourboros. She snapped the necklace on, being careful to make sure the entire thing was hidden--it was, after all, her biggest secret. She was big time into the occult.
She then left her room. School wasn’t too far, so she usually walked, and today was no different. Her day went like every other. Several guys and even a few girls all hit on her, but of course she turned all of them down. After all, all she needed was a mirror, because in her mind she was the best company. That’s why she had no real friends--she always put herself first in all matters.
On her way home, she decided to take a detour. After all, it was Friday, and her parents weren’t going to be home for a while, so she went down a street she usually ignored, and as she walked down it, she saw a shop that she’d never seen before.
It was a book store with tinted windows and a symbol almost identical to her necklace was on the door, so she decided to check it out. She went into it. As the door opened, her senses were overwhelmed by the smell of incense and soft music.
“Greetings! I assume you're looking for something?”
Mimi was startled by an older woman with long red hair and bright green eyes. She was wearing a long black silk robe. “No, I’m just looking around for now,” Mimi said, trying to hide the surprise in her voice.
“Okay. Just let me know if you want anything,” the older woman said, leaning so close that Mimi could feel her hot breath.
Mimi started looking around the shop. Most of the books she saw were already in her large collection. Then she saw something that caught her eye: a large tome whose title was written in Latin. She knew a little bit of the language and had several books that could help her translate, so she picked it up. There was no price tag. As she turned it over, she felt something warm press against her back.
“Ohh, that’s a good one. If you want it, I’ll sell it for...let's say twenty dollars,” the saleswoman’s voice whispered in her ear. She turned around to see the woman standing there.
“That’s nowhere near enough for something like this,” Mimi said, looking it over.
“No, I want you to have it. You’re my first customer, so I’ll give you a discount,” she said. Mimi could tell that the woman would not take no for answer, so Mimi gave in.
As she left, she thought, (Wow, I got a great deal on this! It’s got to be valuable), as she traced the leather cover. That was when she noticed a small piece of paper sticking out of the top. She opened the book to see what was on it. It was a message written in fancy cursive: “I suggest you try this one.”
She looked at the page and saw a second note that translated it. The name of the spell was “Reflected Desire.” Below that was a note: “I got the feeling that this one was perfect for you.” Mimi decided to go home and try it out.
When she got home, she was greeted by her parents. When they saw her book, they told her to just put it in her room for then, because they had gotten a call from her aunt and all of them were going to her house for dinner. Later, after they got back, she was rather tired, so she went straight to the bathroom and took a hot shower. Afterwards, she threw on a robe, went back to her room, and plopped down on the bed. She fell asleep in no time.
Around midnight, she woke up, feeling really horny. She had a dream about that odd woman who worked at the bookstore. She pulled out the book and decided to try out the spell, even though there was no description of its effects besides the word 'Desire.'
She went through the ritual, and at first it seemed like nothing was going to happen. Then the dream crept back into her mind. She picked up the chair that sat in front of her vanity table and moved it in front of the full-length mirror. She then let her robe drop to the ground. After that, she lowered herself into the seat. She began by squeezing her breast with one hand, while using the other to trace her lips, all the while intently staring at herself in the mirror.
The finger that she had been tracing her lips with had gotten a bit wet with saliva, so she moved it down between her legs and began to gently play with herself. Soon she closed her eyes in pleasure.
Suddenly, she felt something warm and damp press against one of her feet. Her eyes shot open and she looked down, and saw a copy of herself on the floor. It rose without saying a word, and kissed her on the mouth. She wanted to push the doppelganger away, but found that she was unable to move. The clone broke the kiss and then easily picked her up and moved to the bed, throwing her down onto the mattress. Then, still not saying a word, it moved toward her. Mimi tried to say something, to move, anything, but found that not a single muscle in her body would respond.
The odd twin was soon on the bed, slowly crawling until it was on top of her. She could see her own breasts dangling in front of her. She had looked at herself in the mirror several times, but this was nothing like that. The clone leaned in, and her thoughts were cut short as her lips were again caught in a warm kiss. But this time, she felt something more--the slippery, warm, wet tongue of the double forced her mouth open and began to work around inside, tasting every bit of it.
Part of her wanted to resist, but most of her wanted more. All her life, she had never been attracted to anyone other than herself, and now she was pinned to her bed being kissed by her exact double. Mimi began to grow hornier as this went on.
Suddenly, the twin did something that Mimi never expected--it lowered its hips until their pussies met! When this happened, a jolt of electricity coursed through her entire body. The clone then began to grind its hips, pressing hard against her, their clits meeting with each movement. Before very long, Mimi felt like she was going insane, for a few reasons. First, the pleasure was too much. Also, going through her mind was the thought, (There’s no way this is happening! I mean, I like magic and stuff, but I know it's not real!). But even as she denied it, the twin kept gyrating against her, pushing her closer to the edge. But every time she thought that an orgasm was going to hit, it soon faded away.
The clone broke the kiss after what felt like forever. A long, thin trail of saliva hung from her mouth. It got off of her and walked over to her vanity table, and picked up a hair brush, then walked back over.
(Wait, what’s it doing with that?) Mimi thought nervously. The clone then put the handle at the entrance of her pussy, which was soaking wet. The clone pushed the handle past her lower lips. It shoved it in deep. She had pierced her hymen as a child when she tripped and fell on a toy, so it didn’t hurt her at all when the makeshift dildo entered her body. The feeling of it was enough to send her right to the edge again, but still she could not cum. That was when the clone placed its mouth over her clit and nipped slightly, while pumping the handle in and out. The pleasure of both the handle and the gentle sucking on her clit made her cum harder then she ever had before.
She began to drift off to sleep soon after. The last thing she saw was the clone stepping through the mirror, making it ripple like water. Just before it disappeared completely, it blew her a kiss, and then was gone.
The next morning, Mimi woke up. Her legs felt sticky with cum, and there was a large spot on the sheets. She ran to the table and looked at the brush. It had not been moved. Then she looked for the book, but could not find it anywhere. She looked in her wallet, and all of her money was still in it. She grabbed an outfit without caring if it matched, and then ran out she went to where the book shop was, and found an empty lot.
(I guess I just had one hell of a dream), she thought to herself as she walked home, not wanting anyone to see her in such a mismatched outfit. As she walked home, Mimi stopped to look at herself in a window. She was shocked to see her reflection wearing nothing at all! It walked toward her, and its face came out and kissed her.
The end
Mimi stood in front of her full-length vanity mirror, admiring her body. She was fifteen, fair-skinned, and a bit short for her age, but nicely toned. Her breasts were a bit bigger than a C Cup, and she had long black hair which framed her face. Even though she was short, she was always getting told how nice her legs were.
In short (no pun intended), she was hot, which was probably why she was always getting love letters from all the guys in school. But she never paid attention to them, or the rare few from other girls, because in her mind, all she needed was her mirror. If she got horny, she’d get a chair and masturbate to her own image. Just looking at herself like she was right now made her privates tingle.
Just then, the alarm clock went off. (Oh, time to get dressed). She always woke up about an hour early just to look in her mirror for a while.
She grabbed the outfit she had picked out last night and threw it on. She took one last look in her mirror so she could check out her ass, which she was very proud of, and dashed out of the room, but quickly returned. (Almost forgot this), She thought as she picked up her lucky charm, a long silver chain with a pentagram that had a small ruby in its center. The entire thing was encircled by an ourboros. She snapped the necklace on, being careful to make sure the entire thing was hidden--it was, after all, her biggest secret. She was big time into the occult.
She then left her room. School wasn’t too far, so she usually walked, and today was no different. Her day went like every other. Several guys and even a few girls all hit on her, but of course she turned all of them down. After all, all she needed was a mirror, because in her mind she was the best company. That’s why she had no real friends--she always put herself first in all matters.
On her way home, she decided to take a detour. After all, it was Friday, and her parents weren’t going to be home for a while, so she went down a street she usually ignored, and as she walked down it, she saw a shop that she’d never seen before.
It was a book store with tinted windows and a symbol almost identical to her necklace was on the door, so she decided to check it out. She went into it. As the door opened, her senses were overwhelmed by the smell of incense and soft music.
“Greetings! I assume you're looking for something?”
Mimi was startled by an older woman with long red hair and bright green eyes. She was wearing a long black silk robe. “No, I’m just looking around for now,” Mimi said, trying to hide the surprise in her voice.
“Okay. Just let me know if you want anything,” the older woman said, leaning so close that Mimi could feel her hot breath.
Mimi started looking around the shop. Most of the books she saw were already in her large collection. Then she saw something that caught her eye: a large tome whose title was written in Latin. She knew a little bit of the language and had several books that could help her translate, so she picked it up. There was no price tag. As she turned it over, she felt something warm press against her back.
“Ohh, that’s a good one. If you want it, I’ll sell it for...let's say twenty dollars,” the saleswoman’s voice whispered in her ear. She turned around to see the woman standing there.
“That’s nowhere near enough for something like this,” Mimi said, looking it over.
“No, I want you to have it. You’re my first customer, so I’ll give you a discount,” she said. Mimi could tell that the woman would not take no for answer, so Mimi gave in.
As she left, she thought, (Wow, I got a great deal on this! It’s got to be valuable), as she traced the leather cover. That was when she noticed a small piece of paper sticking out of the top. She opened the book to see what was on it. It was a message written in fancy cursive: “I suggest you try this one.”
She looked at the page and saw a second note that translated it. The name of the spell was “Reflected Desire.” Below that was a note: “I got the feeling that this one was perfect for you.” Mimi decided to go home and try it out.
When she got home, she was greeted by her parents. When they saw her book, they told her to just put it in her room for then, because they had gotten a call from her aunt and all of them were going to her house for dinner. Later, after they got back, she was rather tired, so she went straight to the bathroom and took a hot shower. Afterwards, she threw on a robe, went back to her room, and plopped down on the bed. She fell asleep in no time.
Around midnight, she woke up, feeling really horny. She had a dream about that odd woman who worked at the bookstore. She pulled out the book and decided to try out the spell, even though there was no description of its effects besides the word 'Desire.'
She went through the ritual, and at first it seemed like nothing was going to happen. Then the dream crept back into her mind. She picked up the chair that sat in front of her vanity table and moved it in front of the full-length mirror. She then let her robe drop to the ground. After that, she lowered herself into the seat. She began by squeezing her breast with one hand, while using the other to trace her lips, all the while intently staring at herself in the mirror.
The finger that she had been tracing her lips with had gotten a bit wet with saliva, so she moved it down between her legs and began to gently play with herself. Soon she closed her eyes in pleasure.
Suddenly, she felt something warm and damp press against one of her feet. Her eyes shot open and she looked down, and saw a copy of herself on the floor. It rose without saying a word, and kissed her on the mouth. She wanted to push the doppelganger away, but found that she was unable to move. The clone broke the kiss and then easily picked her up and moved to the bed, throwing her down onto the mattress. Then, still not saying a word, it moved toward her. Mimi tried to say something, to move, anything, but found that not a single muscle in her body would respond.
The odd twin was soon on the bed, slowly crawling until it was on top of her. She could see her own breasts dangling in front of her. She had looked at herself in the mirror several times, but this was nothing like that. The clone leaned in, and her thoughts were cut short as her lips were again caught in a warm kiss. But this time, she felt something more--the slippery, warm, wet tongue of the double forced her mouth open and began to work around inside, tasting every bit of it.
Part of her wanted to resist, but most of her wanted more. All her life, she had never been attracted to anyone other than herself, and now she was pinned to her bed being kissed by her exact double. Mimi began to grow hornier as this went on.
Suddenly, the twin did something that Mimi never expected--it lowered its hips until their pussies met! When this happened, a jolt of electricity coursed through her entire body. The clone then began to grind its hips, pressing hard against her, their clits meeting with each movement. Before very long, Mimi felt like she was going insane, for a few reasons. First, the pleasure was too much. Also, going through her mind was the thought, (There’s no way this is happening! I mean, I like magic and stuff, but I know it's not real!). But even as she denied it, the twin kept gyrating against her, pushing her closer to the edge. But every time she thought that an orgasm was going to hit, it soon faded away.
The clone broke the kiss after what felt like forever. A long, thin trail of saliva hung from her mouth. It got off of her and walked over to her vanity table, and picked up a hair brush, then walked back over.
(Wait, what’s it doing with that?) Mimi thought nervously. The clone then put the handle at the entrance of her pussy, which was soaking wet. The clone pushed the handle past her lower lips. It shoved it in deep. She had pierced her hymen as a child when she tripped and fell on a toy, so it didn’t hurt her at all when the makeshift dildo entered her body. The feeling of it was enough to send her right to the edge again, but still she could not cum. That was when the clone placed its mouth over her clit and nipped slightly, while pumping the handle in and out. The pleasure of both the handle and the gentle sucking on her clit made her cum harder then she ever had before.
She began to drift off to sleep soon after. The last thing she saw was the clone stepping through the mirror, making it ripple like water. Just before it disappeared completely, it blew her a kiss, and then was gone.
The next morning, Mimi woke up. Her legs felt sticky with cum, and there was a large spot on the sheets. She ran to the table and looked at the brush. It had not been moved. Then she looked for the book, but could not find it anywhere. She looked in her wallet, and all of her money was still in it. She grabbed an outfit without caring if it matched, and then ran out she went to where the book shop was, and found an empty lot.
(I guess I just had one hell of a dream), she thought to herself as she walked home, not wanting anyone to see her in such a mismatched outfit. As she walked home, Mimi stopped to look at herself in a window. She was shocked to see her reflection wearing nothing at all! It walked toward her, and its face came out and kissed her.
The end