Refucktion

When I looked into the mirror, I saw myself as a woman.

She wore my clothes, mouthed my words, matched my movements. She was me, and yet someone else. Someone I could control. Someone who would obey without question. She wasn’t just me - she was mine.

When I unbuttoned my shirt, she undid hers, and let me see her breasts. When I touched myself, she did, too, and let me see her pleasure. And when we were naked, she let me discover the mirror’s magic.