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Mirror Moves  (MF)
by Ball Four

Synopsis:  A mirror gives a woman a new look on life.



## This is a work of fiction.  It is intended for adults only.
If you are under 18, delete this post or navigate away from this
story.  You are not permitted to read further.

Any resememblance to people living or dead, smart or stupid, blue or
green, flotsam or jetsam, Sonny or Cher is coincidental.




Mirror Moves
------ -----

Candace looked in the mirror.  She hated her bedroom wall mirror.   
All this stupid mirror showed was her fat, flabby self.  She was 29
now.  She'd never been super skinny.  Well, not since elementary
school.  She was alway slightly overweight, but somewhere since
college and during the last ten years she was now 220 pounds.  Well,
that's what she weighed three months ago when she last had the nerve
to step on the scale.    220 pounds on the frame of a 5 foot 4 inches
tall woman was just not attractive.  She could not deny it.

She touched her breasts.  This was not the way she wanted a big chest.
No, not like this.  She was not pleased with the way she looked and
she knew her look did not please men.

She brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes.  Her blonde hair was in
a short bob at her ears.  It looked scraggly and she knew she should
take a brush to it.  Her pubic hair was big.  There was a time in
college when she kept it trimmed so she could wear a swimsuit and
for the visual pleasure of the few guys she had slept with.

Back then, she was at least somewhat attractive to guys.  Time passed
into young adult hood and she gained a few pounds here and a few
pounds there.  The dates came less often and sex even less.  She was
still only 29, yet here she was all alone in her one-bedroom apartment
on a Friday night.  

She looked at the clock.  7 PM.  Most single girls would be out having
a fun time by now.  What would tonight hold for her?  Same as usual: 
TV, some snacks, and go to bed.

Where was her nightie?  She wanted to cover up the sight of herself.
She looked at herself in the mirror again.

"I wish things were different," she said to her reflection.  She 
sighed and looked down at the floor.

"Okay," said a voice.

Candace looked up.  She stepped back in shock at the image of the
woman in the mirror.  The naked reflection had long gorgeous blonde
hair.  She was shapely and beautiful.  Her bush was trimmed clean
and neat.  She was stunning to look at.  She weighed about 125 pounds.
She was in superb physical shape.  She was a woman Candace could only
dream about being.

The image noticed Candace looking at her. The image lifted her tits
and said, "36Cs.  I bet you didn't know you had such fine tits in 
you?"

"What?" said Candace in shock.  The image *did* speak!

"I bet you didn't know you had such large tits?" the reflection said.

"What?"

"I said..."

"I heard you," snapped Candace, "but who...what are you?"

"What do you mean?" the image said with a look of confusion.

"You're not...me in the mirror!"

"Of course, I am you.  Who else could I be?"

"Look at you!" said Candace.

"It's a mirror.  I have to be you.  I do like to go by Candy instead."

"But..."

"You wanted things to be different," said Candy.

"How...?"

"You want to be a new woman, right?" said Candy.  "I really am you.
I'm in you."  She looked  over Candace's body.  "Somewhere."

"I am who you want to be and who you could be," Candy said.

Candace waved her left arm in front of the mirror.

"What?" said Candy.  "You want to see if it is still a reflection?
Okay."  She started to move her left arm.  "Oops.  Wrong arm."  She
waved her right arm to meet the reflection.

"I must be sick," said Candace.  She turned toward her night stand.
She had some pills in there.

"Hey!" called Candy.

"Go away!" yelled Candace.

"Come on.  Let's do it."

"Do what?"

Candy placed the palm of her right hand against the mirror.

Candace looked at the hand.  It almost looked like she could touch it.
She returned to the mirror and placed her left hand where this
demented image's hand was.

Candace felt a powerful energy course thru her body.  She felt her
body being pulled forward.  She lost vision.

Then it stopped.

The lights were dark in her room now.  The strange reflection named
Candy was still there.  Why were the lights on where Candy was?  She
watched the image feel its body.

"What are you doing?" Candace asked.

"I'm real!" she said.

"What?"

"My tits.  They're warm!  So firm and squeezable.  And down here,"
Candy slipped her hand between her legs. "Very warm and wet.  I never
knew it felt like that."

Candace took a step back and then hit a wall.  She turned but couldn't
see anything preventing her from moving.  She could sort of see her
bedroom, but it was a dim.  She put her hands up and felt around.
The only thing that felt real was the mirror.

She seemed to be trapped in a box.  What did she eat for dinner that
made her feel this way?  Was she dreaming?  In a coma?

"Help," Candace ventured not too loudly.

"What's wrong?" asked Candy.

"I seem to be stuck."

"What do you mean?"

"I...I can only move in this small area."

"Sure," said Candy.  "That's all a reflection can do."

"What?"  Candace had never felt so confused.  She was a smart woman
and yet she thought she was having a breakdown.

"I'm you!  Tonight is going to be different just as you wished for."

Candace pushed hard against the mirror.  She then realized she was
now the reflection and her reflection was in the real world.

Candy opened up a dresser drawer.

"What are you doing?" asked Candace.  Even if Candy happened to be
her, she still didn't want her going thru her stuff.

"I have to get dressed.  I can't go out naked."

Candy pulled out red thong underwear.  Candace didn't have anything
like that.  Plus, it was Candy's size, not hers.

"This is the first time I can get to my things," Candy said.  "I have
some nice stuff."

Candy pulled out a red sheer lace bra.  "No," she said.  "Let's go
without a bra tonight."

Candace followed Candy with her eyes as her pseudo-image walked to the
closet.

"Ooooh!  Perfect!"  Candy pulled out a little red dress.

She slipped it over her head and pulled it down.  She wriggled to
help it slide over her hips.  The dress was short.  When Candy bent
over Candace could see her ass cheeks and thong.

"Guys are going to like that," Candy told her.

"You need to let me out of here," said Candace.

"After," said Candy.

"Let me out."

"I don't have time to talk," said Candy.  She adjusted her dress.
The dress was held up by spaghetti straps and by her tits.  The dress
showed a good amount of cleavage and it was easy to see the outline
of her nipples.

Candace watched silently.

"Where do you keep your car keys?" asked Candy.

"On the kitchen counter," she said then rethought it.  "Wait!  You're
not going to take my car."

"Oh, I'm sure it's a different car," said Candy.  "Be back soon."

"Come back!" yelled out Candace when Candy left the bedroom.

After ten minutes, Candace knew Candy was not coming right back.
She discovered she could turn sideways and slump down.  It was 
cramped but at least she was sitting.

Time dragged.

Just after nine, she thought she heard a bustle.  Into her bedroom
came Candy with a guy.  Candace thought he looked gorgeous.

Candace stood up.  "Hey!" she yelled and pounded on the mirror.  She
had to get this guy's attention and save her from her demented
reflection.  "Hey!"

He didn't seem to hear.  Candy caught her eye and winked at her.

Candy looked up at her guy and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
She kissed him.  His hand went under her dress onto a bare ass cheek.

Candace felt a strange pressure on her mouth.  Then something
touched her butt.  She turned but could see nothing.  Then something
touched her tongue.  She stuck her tongue out and tried to scrape it.
What was this strange sensation?

Candy slipped down and undid the man's pants.  She pulled them down
with his boxers.

Candace looked at the man's erection.  She hadn't seen one of those
in a while.

"Oh, baby!" the man said as Candy engulfed his dick with her mouth.
She moved on his dick fast.  It looked almost desperate.

"Damn! You are horny!" the man said.

Candace felt a strange warmth in her mouth.  It kept moving around.
"Wake up, Candance!" she yelled.  "Wake up!"

She pinched herself.  She shook her hand from pain.

Nothing changed.

"I want you so badly," said Candy as she stood.

Candace had a strange taste in her mouth.

The man yanked off his shirt. The man helped pull her dress off.
He leaned down and sucked on her tit.

Oh, no!   Candace's brain shouted at her.  She felt warmth and
wetness on her breast.  She could feel what was happening to Candy.

"Stop it!" she yelled to Candy.  "Stop it!"  She felt sensations on
her other breast as Candy's other tit was given attention.

Candy slipped away from the guy.  "I need you," she said.

She laid on the bed and opened her legs.

"Yes!" Candy moaned immediately upon his dick's entry into her pussy.

A tremendous shock went through Candace.  The sensation of movement
in her pussy was incredible.  She moaned.  And she knew that taste
in her mouth now.  Pre-cum.

"Yes!" Candy screamed loudly as her lover moved within her.

Candace experienced the most tremendous pleasures.  She felt herself
rising quickly toward orgasm.

"Oh!" groaned the guy.  "Wow, you are so hot!"

He started to cum.

Candace orgasmed loudly as Candy screamed out her orgasm.

"You are great!" said the man.

Candace sat down and tried to recover from her powerful orgasm.

"Sorry, but you can't stay," said Candy.

"That's okay," said the guy. "Maybe I'll see you again."

"Maybe."

The guy got dressed and left.

Candy got up and walked to the mirror.

"I heard you having a good time," said Candy.  "Was it everything
you wanted?"

"What do you mean?" Candace said as she struggled to her feet.

"Your wish," said Candy.  "Things were different."

"Uh...yeah," she replied.  The sexual orgasm was wonderful she
admitted to herself.

"We sure had fun," smiled Candy.  "He was great."

"Yeah, yeah," said Candace.

Candy held her palm to the mirror.  Candance hesitantly put her
reflective palm up against it.  She felt the energy surge again.
She lost vision again.

It stopped again.

Candace opened her eyes.  The lights were on.  She turned.  She
could walk around!  She was back!

She looked in the mirror.  Candy was still there.

"Thanks for letting me having a fun time tonight," Candy said.

Candy's image started to fade.

"Where are you going?" said Candace.

"Nowhere," she replied.  "I'm you."

The naked image of Candance's fat, ugly self returned.

Candace felt a moment of sadness.

She looked at her bed.  She was tired.  She put on her large
nightie and fell asleep.


She woke up the next morning.  What a strange dream she had!  She
looked at the mirror and smiled and chuckled.  What a weird dream!

She took off her nightie and went into the bathroom.  She squeezed her
muscles to urinate.  She felt something plop out of her pussy also.
She looked down.  There was some residual at her entrance.  It looked
like cum.  She put her finger into it.  She brought it up.  She
sniffed it.  It was cum!  She trembled.

In her bedroom, she looked hesitantly at the mirror.  She stood away
from the mirror as she dressed.  There were no thong panties in her
dresser.  Just her normal clothes.  Once dressed, she hurried past 
the mirror out of her bedroom.


During the week, she dressed or undressed away from the mirror or in
the dark.  She had the feeling she was being silly, but she wasn't
taking any chances.  She was distracted at work that week and her
boss yelled at her, but she comforted herself with a movie rental,
a bag of chips, and a soda.

Friday came around again and she came home from work.  She stood in
front of the mirror still dressed in work clothes.

"Candy?" she said quietly.  

"Candy?" she said in a normal voice.

She smiled and relaxed.

She went to the movies by herself with a large tub of popcorn and a
large soda.  She enjoyed the romantic comedy, but not the sight of 
all the couples hanging all over each other.   She wished she had a
guy.


Saturday was dull.  She didn't do anything fun all day.  The phone
call from her Mom was no fun.  Mom was always ragging on her.  Why
did she answer when caller ID showed it was Mom?

Some of her coworkers were going to a nightclub tonight.  They had
invited Candace, but she said 'no'.  She couldn't handle just sitting
there being ignored by the guys.

She had a pizza delivered and ate half of it.  She felt depressed.
She felt guilty for overeating.  Again!

She undressed and stood before the mirror.

"Candy?" she said to her own reflection.  "Candy, are you there?'

No response.

"Candy?"  Candace started to tear up.  "I wish things were
different."

"What took you so long?" said Candy.

Candace wiped her eyes.  It was her!

"A week between sex may be okay for you, but I need it more often."

"You're real!" Candace crowed.

"Duh!  I'm you!"

"I...I want to go...I want you to go out again."

"That's why I'm here," said Candy.

Candy put her palm against the mirror.  Candace was more hesitant.
Did she really want this?   Yes.  She touched the mirror.

Candace was back in the mirror!  She watched Candy move immediately
to her dresser.  Candy looked thru all her panties in the dresser.

"Nah.  No panties tonight," Candy said.

Candace got a little thrill.

Candy put on a strapless bra and took out a little black cocktail
dress.

Candace thought Candy looked fabulous in the dress.

"Be back as soon as I can," said Candy.

"Okay," smiled Candace.  She sat down and waited.

In a couple of hours, Candy returned with a handsome blonde man.

As soon as they were in the bedroom, Candy immediately started to
unbutton his shirt.  Candace loved the feel on her breasts as the
man squeezed Candy's tits thru her dress.

Candy pushed him toward the bed.  On the bed, she slapped his hands
away from his belt.  She undid his belt and pants then pulled them
off.  She pulled off his briefs.

Candace saw the man's erection spring straight up.

Candy pulled off her dress and released her bra.

Candace felt warmth on her hands as Candy held his dick in her hands.

When Candy brought her mouth down on his dick, Candace opened her
mouth and moved her head in mimicry of Candy's movement.

The man sat up and squeezed Candy's tits.

"Yes, touch my tits," Candace moaned.

Eventually Candy raised her head up.  She pushed her lover back down
on the bed.  She climbed on top of him and lowered herself upon his
dick.

The view was perfect for Candace.  She could easily see the dick
moving in and out of Candy''s pussy.  As Candace stood, she semi-
imitated the action by moving up and down by using her knees.

"Yes!" Candace moaned.

Candace watched the two bodies move faster in unison.  She felt
herself coming.   She orgasmed just as she heard Candy cry out.  At
the same instant, she had additional sensations inside her pussy.
She felts kisses as Candy and the man expressed affection in the
afterglow.  Candance put her finger inside her pussy.  There was
no cum when she pulled it out.

After the man left, Candace enthused, "That felt great!"

"Yeah," said Candy.  "So next time we do it sooner?"

"Yeah," nodded Candace enthusiastically.  "And I like being able
to see when you are on top."

"Tomorrow?" suggested Candy.

"The next day is Monday.  I need to get up for work."

"So what?  You can get up."

"I'll see," said Candace noncommittally.

"Just don't wait so long.  Okay?"

"Oh, I won't."

They changed places and Candy faded away.

Candace felt something drip on her leg.  She put her finger in her
pussy.  It was cum!


Candace didn't bring out Candy on Sunday.  She didn't have the
nerve.  

On Monday, she felt horny.  She went in the drive-thru for dinner
and ate while driving.   She rushed into her bedroom and stripped
naked.  She saw her big flabby self in the mirror.

"I wish things were different."

Candace happily watched Candy appear.  Candace immediately put
her palm against the mirror.

"No waiting tonight," said Candy with a smile.   She brought her
palm up.

The man licking Candy's pussy felt fabulous to Candace.  He was so
good at it.  He was going to make her cum.  No doubt Candy would
cum too, but all she cared about was her own sensations.  Candy
brought home the most gorgeous guys.  Of course, if Candace had a
body like Candy's she could bring home great guys too.  Candace
orgasmed.

Candy insisted on being on top.  Candace knew Candy did it for her.
Candace came hard again during sex.


Candace had mirror sex via Candy four times that week.  It became
regular that Candace had her reflection go out four or five times
a week.  Candace was so happy.  Her best friend was herself.
Candy, that is.

Candy always found a new guy.  Candace didn't think she repeated
ever.


This went on for six months.

"You are looking better, Candace," said Candy.  "Lose some weight?"

"Yeah," said Candace.  "I'm under 200 now."

"You keep losing and you won't need me."

"No.  I'll always want you.  You're my best friend.  I can't
imagine not having you around."


In a couple more weeks, Candy was with a guy as usual.  He was
slowly moving in Candy's pussy from behind.  Candace felt a shock as
she felt a touch on her asshole.  Candace grimaced as he pushed his
index finger to the first knuckle into Candy's ass.  Candy smiled
back at him.  Did Candy like that?

"I want to do it in here," he said.

"Okay," Candy said.  "I've never done it before."

"I'll be gentle," he said.

In her ass?  Candace didn't want that feeling.  "No!" she yelled
out.  "Candy!  Stop!  I don't want to do this!"

Candace felt something bigger touch her ass.

"No!  No!"  cried out Candace.  She pounded her fists against the
mirror.  "Please!"

"Just relax," said the man.  "And it will go in easy."

"Okay," said Candy.

His dick head touched her hole.

"Candy!" Candace cried out.  "Please don't do this!  I don't want
to feel this."

She rammed her body against the mirror.

"Ahh!" Candace yelped when she felt her ass stretch.

"Just relax," said the man to Candy.  "Nice and easy."

Candace rammed the mirror with all her might.

Both the man and Candy turned to the loud breaking sound.

"The mirror!" yelled Candy.  She ran to it.

The mirror had five big cracks.  She could see a distorted image
of Candace in the mirror.

"It's just a mirror," said the man.

"You don't understand," she said.

"Come on back to the bed."

"I don't feel like it right now.  You should go home."

"What!  You gonna tease me?"

"Sorry.  I'll see you later," she said.

"Don't bother!"  he said angrily.  He hurriedly dressed and left.

"Candace?" Candy said.

"I'm here," she said.  "Sorry, but I didn't want anal sex."

"I was just curious.  If we didn't like it, we would never have to
do it again."

"I was afraid," said Candace.

"That's okay," said Candy.  "I just thought we'd like to try something
new."

"Maybe next time."

Candy was silent.

"Switch back," said Candace.  "We'll go out again tomorrow."
Candace put her palm up.  

"What are you waiting for?" said Candace eventually.

Candy put her palm against Candace's.

Candace opened her eyes.  She was still in the mirror.

"The mirror is broken," Candy said.  Tears formed in her eyes.

"You have to get me out of here," said Candace panicked.

"I can't."

"You can't!"

"The mirror is broken."

"Fix it!"

"I can't."

"Another mirror!"

Candy walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror.  "I only
see me."

"Say 'I wish things were different'."

"I wish things were different," said Candy.  She returned to the
broken mirror.  "It's no use."

"There's got to be something!" said Candace.  "Please!"

"Sorry,"  Candy wiped some tears from her eyes.

"What are you doing?" said Candace.

"Just getting dressed," said Candy.

Once dressed, she walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.
She slept on the couch away from the pleading words of Candace.


Candy didn't know what to do with herself in the morning.  She
went to a grocery store.  A guy picked up on her.  She invited him
over to her place.

"Could you do me a favor first?" she asked.

"Sure.  What?" the guy said.

"There's a broken mirror in my bedroom.  I want to get rid of it, but
I'm afraid I'll cut myself."

"Sure."

Candy heard Candace's voice. "Candy?  Candy?  Are you here?  Where
are you?"

It took about a half hour, but the guy finshed.  Candy didn't hear
Candace anymore.   Candy laid naked on the couch with her legs open.
"Hurry back," she told him.

He leered eagerly at her and took the busted mirror to the apratment
complex dumpster.

Candy greatly enjoyed her sex with this guy.


Candy sat at her work desk.  It was sort of fun. It was her first
day at work.  It felt strange.  She knew some of what Candace knew,
yet she felt like she knew nothing.  She hadn't actually worked
here.  It was Candace.

"Can I help you?" said Debbie to the woman with the long blonde
hair.

Candy looked up at the woman.  "Hi, Debbie."

"Hello.  Who are you and what are you doing here?  You shouldn't
be back in the offices."

"It's me, Debbie."

Debbie stared at her.

Candy just smiled.

"Candace?" said Debbie in uncertainty.

"I'm going by Candy now?"

"Wow!" shrieked Debbie in shock.  "It's you!  You look
fantastic!"

The shrieking Debbie brought the attention of other women 
coworkers to her desk.

"It's Candace!" said Debbie.

"Candy," she corrected.

"Yeah, Candy."

"What did you do?" asked Susan.

"Liposuction, right?" asked Jenny.

"Plastic surgery?" asked Sheila.

"We're going clubbing tonight, right?" asked Candy.

"Yeah," said Debbie, "but tell us what you did."

Candy smiled.  "I just threw away some extra weight."



THE END.

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