Awesome latex sequence by RubberMatt.

Mirror by RubberMatt

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Hmm what a strange mirror, what is it made of?

This can’t possible go wrong.

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No one saw that coming did they? Right?

Who am I kidding, you’ve all been waiting with bated breath for this ….

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Hands up who would swap places with her.

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Way past the point of no return here. Even if someone were to walk into the room and witness your predicament you’re too far in …. ah wait you’re all alone in this house miles from anywhere. Nevermind.

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One last twitch

And then you’re gone.

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No sound or movement disturbed the serenity, not a hint of the ferocious but futile struggle for freedom disturbed the placid ebon circle, not a single tiny ripple to give any indication of the monstrous violation of a helpless blonde.
The sun set and rose again before the still silence was broken ….

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A full day passed, the stillness and silence disturbed imperceptibly by a few dust motes glinting in the rays of the sun as they meandered along air currents in the long forgotten room.

At first just a faint bulge in the surface of the mirror it became more pronounced and defined as if something pushed against surface tension, then the surface, some would say event horizon, surrendered to the inevitable and a limp glistening black form was carefully lowered to the floor.

The ghost of an echo of a voice seemed to whisper at the cusp of hearing "go forth my daughter …… and open the way ….“

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A moment of disorientation followed by horrified recollection …. brought to a sudden stop by the sight of your new glossy black skin, and a rising heat as you become aware of how deep inside you it extends.

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No openings, no fasteners, not even a single seam ….. no way out of this living ‘skin’.
Hips twitching as muscles clamp on the long thick intruders that fill you so completely, a soft sibilant echo of a voice in the back of your mind 'you are part of us now ….. you will bring more …. to join with us …. to become your sisters ….. you will open this world to our dominion ….’
The intruders begin to sinuously undulate, a soft whimper escaping your lips as your self control begins to falter …..

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