Chapter 2: Beyond Good and Evil
The next week passed uneventfully. Maddie was still reeling from her breakup, and couldn’t bear to see how Darren and Amber were all over each other in public, though she felt that her blackout the previous week in Cassandra’s room in the basement had somehow helped, as though Darren had been less important to her after looking in that mirror. And, all the while, in the back of her mind was a constant reminder of how eager she was to go back to Cassandra’s room, even with how off-putting her experience down there had been the previous week.
Nicole left Maddie alone for the most part, though she was still just as contemptuous of her, of course. Nicole was just too busy with her newest girlfriend, and she figured that her loud moans echoing down the residence hall each night would be torment enough. Nicole recalled the strangeness of her experience in the basement, of course, but wasn’t worried about it too much. It had been out of her control, and whatever happened had happened, so there was no use dwelling on it. In any case, Nicole remembered the changes Maddie had undergone the previous week after looking in the mirror, and was very interested in possibly seeing that side of her again, which nicely complemented her own strong desire to return to the basement in spite of her slight misgivings about it.
Professor Alexis Streater went through her lectures and meetings almost mechanically, fully absorbed in the horrible moral and ethical implications of what Cassandra was doing, but not currently seeing a way to stop her. If only someone would do something! It never occurred to the professor to talk to anyone about it, however, and she told herself that perhaps she could fix things herself when she went back this week. She was certainly looking forward to it, in any case.
Inevitably, of course, the day arrived, and at 8pm sharp, the trio found themselves at the entrance to the mirror room in the basement once more. Today Maddie was wearing a simple white tshirt that said CHEER! across the front and short pink shorts with the word PINK across the butt that nicely showed off her tanned and toned athletic figure, while Nicole’s curves were stuffed into a low-cut tanktop without a bra and the shortest skirt she could get away with. The professor wore slacks and a professional blouse on her petite frame, complete with tasteful pumps. They looked up at the uncovered mirror above the door, felt their heads fuzz slightly, and slowly walked into the room after the door opened. Once again it closed behind them with finality, and they recalled that they’d have to look in the mirror above the door in order to leave.
Cassandra was standing right where she had been the previous week, mirror in hand, waiting for them.
“Welcome back everyone! I’m so glad you all returned this week! Feel free to enjoy yourselves here for as long as you’d like, doing whatever you please,” she said with a smile, taking a seat on a nearby chaise.
Maddie and Nicole stayed by the door, remembering their odd experiences from the previous week and determined to avoid the mirror in the middle of the room at all costs, though Nicole hoped Maddie might accidentally glance at it, of course.
The professor was carefully looking around the room in the meantime, desperate to find something she could use against Cassandra, but all she saw was expensive furniture and extravagant decorations. She eventually worked her way to the middle of the room, and began to examine the base and frame of the mirror that had triggered Nicole and Maddie’s mental transformations. The entire time she was near it, she could feel her eyes being drawn almost magnetically to the silvery, reflective surface, and in a moment of weakness, she happened to catch a glance of a large, muscular young man somehow reflected in its burnished finish. Confused, she looked around herself in case she’d failed to notice anyone else in the room with them, before looking fully into the mirror as her natural curiosity betrayed her.
She was surprised to see the confident eyes of a virile young man looking back at her, and as her eyes remained glued to his, she realized that this young man was her reflection. She had fallen into the mirror’s trap, and knew that within minutes she would fully believe that this young man was her. She tried to keep her mind on her task for the sake of her students, but as her eyes became more and more intently focused on her reflection and her mind began to cloud, she knew that Cassandra had won, and that none of her knowledge of human psychology would be able to save her from the appealing ideas currently invading her mind.
When she thought about it, she realized that her students were responsible for their own actions, and that what was going on here wasn’t her fault at all. How could she have known what Cassandra was up to? It was more important for her to start doing what she wanted to for once, and what he wanted was to continue staring at his reflection, feeling his mind grow more reckless and sure of himself as he continued to absorb the mirror’s appealing ideas. People were always telling him what to do, and never let him have what he wanted. And what he wanted, he suddenly realized, was what every horny young stud wanted: sex, lots and lots of sex. In fact, Alex could feel himself becoming aroused at that very thought, and hoped that his growing erection wasn’t showing through his tight gym shorts. He looked down at his reflection in the mirror and saw that his dick was in fact tenting, but all of a sudden it no longer bothered him that it was clearly visible through the tight fabric. There was nothing like the sight of a large, erect cock on a muscular guy to draw exactly the kind of female attention he was looking for, but it could still get uncomfortable, so he reached down to adjust himself.
When he did so, he was surprised to find that his strong, masculine legs were somehow encased in professional-looking suitpants like his mom would wear. What the fuck?, he thought, pulling at the unfamiliar-feeling elastic material in bewilderment. Forgetting to adjust himself, and completely oblivious to the fact that he didn’t actually have a penis, Alex checked the rest of his clothing and immediately noticed that his size 14 feet were somehow crammed into a pair of what seemed to be tiny womens’ pumps! That couldn’t be right, because his feet had been huge since his growth spurt a few years before, and he didn’t think they made girls’ shoes that big! Someone had to be messing with him. He kicked off the uncomfortable pumps, ripped off the bottoms of the hose he was apparently wearing, and felt better with his strong feet flat on the ground. He considered removing his girl pants as well, but he didn’t know where he was, and didn’t want to get arrested for indecency or something.
Lifting his gaze to his chest, he found that, once again, he was wearing women’s clothing. What Alex saw as muscular pecs, earned through countless hours in the gym at his high school, were practically bursting the seams of the frilly blouse he found himself in, and he could even feel a bra digging into his chest. Giving himself over to his adolescent rage at the indignity of his situation, he ripped the blouse off and snapped the bra’s straps, leaving what he thought was his muscular chest exposed.
The others, however, stared in surprise as their petite, world-renowned psychology professor ripped her blouse and bra off before their eyes, her face and chest flushed with sudden rage as her small, shapely breasts bounced and jiggled with the exertion, completely exposed in the middle of the room. Nicole in particular was drawn by the shapely body her professor had been hiding under her drab clothes, and looked her up and down approvingly.
Alex, for his part, thought little of taking his shirt off like this, especially after glancing around the unfamiliar room and seeing three hot co-eds standing near the door. With this physique, the girls definitely won’t mind me showing a little skin. And, he thought, as he felt his adolescent hormones driving him to have sex with as many attractive young women as he could, if I play my cards right, it might even get me laid with one of them later. Grinning, he leaned back against a nearby pillar and placed his hands in his pockets to show off his chest and abs as he openly leered at the three women.
Nicole was quickly becoming more and more taken with this new Professor Streater as she felt the half-naked professor’s eyes running up and down her curvy body, almost like a catcalling man’s would. Whatever it was, Nicole was digging it. Where had all of this new confidence come from, and where had the professor been hiding that sexy little body? It wasn’t fair – the mirror kept turning the women around her into sexy lesbians, so why did she have the feeling that her own experience had been so markedly different?
Maddie, however, was horrified as her revered professor flaunted her perky tits at them, apparently completely unconcerned by the fact that her assets were dangling freely off her petite torso in the first place, as her tasteful blouse lay on the floor in tatters. “Professor Streater, do you think you should, like, maybe put your shirt back on?” she asked tentatively.
“‘Professor’? What the fuck are you talking about? It’s ‘Alex’, and I can take my shirt off if I want to,” Alex said sullenly. “I think you want me to put my shirt back on because you’re enjoying the view a bit too much,” he continued, flexing his bulging biceps at her.
Cassandra was watching this exchange with great interest, of course, and while the petite “Alex”‘s tits jiggled as she attempted to flex her small arm at Maddie, Cassandra briefly glanced down at her mirror to check the list of the professor’s changes.
Alexis Streater
GENDER: FEMALE > MALE
MATURITY: AGED AND RESPONSIBLE > YOUNG AND SELFISH
CLIQUE: NERD > JOCK
BUILD: PETITE > MUSCULAR
SEX DRIVE: MIDDLE-AGED FEMALE > ADOLESCENT MALE
INHIBITIONS: INHIBITED > UNINHIBITED
SEXUAL ROLE: SUBMISSIVE > DOMINANT
Cassandra found herself nearly gasping with her own arousal after reading the de***********ion of the professor’s changes. It was so hot that the mirror had made her think she was an adolescent male, especially one this testosterone-fueled. The professor would be aching to get her throbbing cock into all three of the women present, Cassandra included, even though she didn’t have a throbbing cock, which just made Cassandra even hornier.
Meanwhile, bored of Maddie’s prudishness, Alex looked back over at Nicole, who was showing very clear signs of interest, and winked at her suggestively. Encouraged by her blush, Alex stood up off the column and swaggered his way over to her, naked breasts bouncing freely, wrapped an arm around her waist, and said “Hi, I’m Alex, I don’t think we’ve met.”
Resolving not to let another opportunity slip away like she had last week, Nicole decided then and there that she was going to fuck her psychology professor, right here in Cassandra’s room. She looked over at Cassandra. “You said we could do whatever we wanted to in here, right?”
“Absolutely. The bed wouldn’t be so big if it weren’t there to be used,” Cassandra said with a wink, though the clear flush of arousal creeping its way up her neck filled Nicole with suspicion.
“You aren’t going to do anything weird to us while we’re over there, are you?”
“Not unless you want me too,” she responded with a hungry grin.
Alex, however, had gleaned that Nicole was willing to fuck him, and the feeling of her soft body so close to his was more than he could stand. “Come on baby, she said it was ok. Let’s go do it,” he said as he wrapped his other arm around her and pulled her into him, the feel of her feminine curves against his hard body driving all thoughts out of his mind other than getting his hardening cock into that tight little pussy.
Nicole melted as the surprisingly strong, confident older women pressed her small, naked breasts into her side, and didn’t make any attempt to resist as she felt Professor Streater’s hand sneaking in to cop a feel of her large, braless breasts.
“I like those tits, bitch,” Alex said gruffly as he gave her prominent nipples a pinch. “I bet you like these pecs too.”
“Hell yeah,” Nicole responded, totally down for whatever masculine roleplay her erstwhile professor now seemed into, as long as she kept doing whatever she was doing to her nipples.
As he groped Nicole’s sexy body in her tight clothes, Alex felt his dick throbbing with need against her. Nicole experienced this as a series of pelvic thrusts her small professor was making against her wide hip, becoming even more turned on at her professor’s obvious lust for her body. In fact, she seemed completely uninterested in Nicole other than in the pleasure her body could provide, which was exactly what Nicole had been craving – pure carnal pleasure, with no strings attached. Her misgivings about Cassandra forgotten, she allowed herself to be backed against the bed by the much smaller professor, who forcefully kissed her and began to sneak a hand up her short skirt. Nicole moaned encouragingly and quickly slid her panties off, before unbuttoning the professor’s slacks and pushing them and her underwear down, revealing the professor’s delightfully slick pussy, which Nicole couldn’t wait to taste.
Alex, however, had other plans. Damn, this bitch really wants it, he thought to himself as he tried to press his erection against her, momentarily confused when he didn’t feel any pressure back. He looked down and panicked when he saw no sign of his dick, afraid that he’d somehow lost his erection this close to banging such an incredibly hot slut.
“Here, you’ll probably need this,” Cassandra said, walking over and holding out a large strap-on. Alex briefly shook his head in bewilderment, suddenly feeling a strong sense of dysphoria, but once Cassandra bent over and put the strap-on around his naked torso, Alex felt a renewed sense of confidence as his cock proudly rose again, more than ready to sink itself deep into the brunette’s willing pussy.
Nicole was briefly puzzled by the way Professor Streater hadn’t seemed to notice Cassandra fitting her with a strap-on, but quickly forgot her confusion as the tiny professor pushed her backwards onto the bed and prepared to mount her.
Alex could practically feel the testosterone flooding his virile male body, and eagerly thrust himself deep into Nicole’s soaked slit, the pleasurable sensations emanating from his strangely solid, inflexible dick driving him to thrust back into her again and again, as instinct drove the young man to mate with his eager partner.
As Cassandra watched Professor Streater thrusting into her student with her strap-on, watching the dildo grind against the professor’s clit on every thrust, Cassandra tried to visualize what the professor must be feeling: a sensitive dick penetrating a slick, receptive pussy, seeming to grow harder and thicker with each thrust as the clitoral stimulation drove the professor toward her own orgasm.
All the while, Maddie was watching in horror as Nicole took advantage of Professor Streater, who was very clearly not herself. She tried to think of a way to get them to stop, and remembered that the mirror would change Nicole into someone else. Whatever Nicole’s alter-ego was, it had to be preferable to what was currently going on, so Maddie silently made her way over to the mirror and rotated it so that it was facing the bed.
Nicole had just pulled herself up on top of Professor Streater to ride the strap-on, and was enjoying the feeling of the professor roughly groping her large tits through her thin shirt, but when she briefly looked up from the petite older woman she was fucking, she felt her eyes immediately lock onto those of a cute little Catholic schoolgirl once more. Somehow she had been tricked into looking into the mirror again! She immediately tried to look away, but it was too late – her reflection was staring back at her, and, overwhelmed by an irresistible feeling of submissiveness, Nicole suddenly felt a desire to allow the mirror to continue to work its magic on her, and couldn’t bring herself to look away. She felt her familiar need to please others returning, and her posture once more became withdrawn as she grew more and more self-conscious. Suddenly, however, she noticed that another person’s reflection had appeared in the mirror’s shiny surface, and before she knew it, her sweet, innocent eyes were being pulled over…
Maddie wondered what Nicole’s alter-ego looked like, and glanced into the mirror herself to see. She was surprised to find a petite, conservatively-dressed schoolgirl that otherwise looked exactly like Nicole staring out into the real Nicole’s eyes. She could see that Nicole was already trapped by the mirror; her shoulders were already slumping with submission, and her deep moans became cuter and higher-pitched as Alex continued to fuck her with the dildo.
When Maddie tried to look away from the mirror, however, she instead found her eyes shifting slightly to the left, where the intense eyes of Madison eagerly met her gaze. She began to feel that familiar floating sensation as her personality began to pull away from her, and, as terrified as she was of what everyone would think of her when her alter-ego fully took over, when she tried to avert her gaze from the mirror, she instead felt an intense rush of arrogant self-confidence, and decided that she would look at the mirror for however long she damn well pleased. The more she did so, of course, the less she cared what the others thought of her, and the more she cared about how good their sexy, feminine bodies would feel in her strong hands as her waning desire for dick continued to slip away. Yes, some fresh pussy was exactly what she needed. But whose?
As Madison continued to glare into the mirror, her double’s eyes shifted to the side, and Madison felt her eyes again being drawn back to Nicole’s reflection. This time, however, when Nikki’s sweet, innocent gaze met her own, Madison felt her head grow fuzzy in spite of her newfound self-reliance, and a new change began to wash over her, heedless of her feeble efforts to resist. She calmed down as she realized that there was a pussy that she wanted to taste above all others, and as she held on to the apathy and indifference that had made her strong, she felt a new desire growing within her to sexually dominate the small, innocent Nikki. Nikki’s shyness and submission was clearly an invitation for Madison to assert herself, and this realization filled her with need, making her want to fuck her irresistible little lipstick lesbian lover all the more.
Staring into Madison’s angry eyes in the mirror, the conservative Nikki had been similarly filled with an unwelcome lust for the bad-mannered girl she had timidly watched masturbate the previous week, but as the mirror continued to redefine their relationship, her mind compliantly accepted the new reality that Madison was not only her girlfriend, but her Mistress, and she felt her sweet, submissive nature reorient itself toward her volatile partner.
Once their new reality had fully taken hold in the confused lovers’ minds, Nikki was released from staring at her girlfriend’s sexy, athletic reflection, and woke up overcome with a feeling of unfamiliar pleasure, not unlike the handful of times she’d guiltily explored the sensitive, forbidden area between her legs. But this was much more powerful and pleasurable, with a pulsing, pounding rhythm that was causing an odd pressure to begin building up somewhere deep inside of her. Disoriented and self-conscious, Nikki looked down to see what was causing these confusing sensations, and was surprised as her vision was obstructed by two large, unfamiliar mounds, bouncing and jiggling in time with the pleasurable pounding coming from below. She realized that they were where her small breasts should be, but she must be wearing some sort of padded bra, since they felt much larger and weightier than they should. She still couldn’t explain the way they hurt a bit each time they heavily bounced up and down, but by pressing them into her chest with her hands, she was finally able to look down and see what was going on.
She found herself looking down at the naked torso of a petite older woman, and felt the naughty thoughts invade her mind again, driving her arousal from the pleasant pounding even higher, especially with the look of intense desire on the woman’s mousy face as she forcefully thrust up into her with what had to be a dildo. Nikki’s mind was suddenly fully alert, and she realized that she must somehow be cheating on Madison with another woman! She glanced to the side and saw Madison standing there, but Madison’s look of unreserved lust, combined with the growing sensations coming from Nikki’s private place and her need to please the attractive woman currently enjoying her body, drove her to continue bouncing up and down on the large plastic cock filling her pussy as the maddening pressure continued to build within her.
When Madison came to, she saw that her petite, repressed Catholic girlfriend/slave was getting absolutely railed by a small woman with a surprisingly large strap-on. It was the hottest thing Madison had ever seen, and she immediately stuck a hand down her pants to finger her needy pussy as she began to shout encouragement to the two of them.
“Oh yeah, fuck my slutty, goody two-shoes slave! You like that, don’t you Nikki? You act all sweet and innocent, but when the opportunity presents itself, you just can’t resist being a sexy little lesbian slut, can you?”
Nikki knew that her mistress was right, and the rush of embarrassment she felt at being such a slut in front of her mistress made her even hornier. The odd pressure that was building within her with every stroke of the dildo quickly became more than Nikki could handle, and just when she thought she would explode, her body instead began to seize up in orgasm, and she let out a series of high-pitched gasps as she completely lost control of her body in full view of her Mistress and the other women.
Alex, meanwhile, was completely oblivious to the changes taking place in the women around him, entirely focused on grinding himself up into Nikki’s receptive body even as she was oblivious to his thrusts in the midst of her change. As he got closer and closer to orgasm, however, he began to thrust more aggressively, eagerly awaiting the moment when he’d bust a nut in this hot slut’s slick pussy. Just then, he noticed that the hot cheerleader standing beside them was yelling encouragement at him, getting clearly turned on by him fucking the curvy chick, whose was moaning in orgasm even as her face was contorted with what appeared to be shame and embarrassment. Damn these are some crazy bitches, he thought, but the sight of this hot slut cumming on his dick quickly drove him to the edge, and he fully embraced his instinct to fill the now-strangely-submissive chick bouncing on him with his seed. He thrust himself fully into her as his ab muscles began to contract, and moaned in satisfaction as what felt like liters of jizz burst out of him and into her.
“I’m so sorry Mistress! I don’t know what happened! Please punish me!” Nikki cried as she came down from her peak, ashamed of her adultery.
Madison laughed. “It’s ok slave. Anyhow, you already know that I need more pussy than I can get from you alone – that’s why we have an open relationship, after all. Plus, watching you get drilled by that chick was fucking sexy.”
“I know,” Nikki responded shyly, still a bit self-conscious about their unusual romance and how far it had taken her out of her comfort zone. “And while I’m fine with you fuc… having sex with other girls, I only want to be yours, and don’t want anyone else.”
“You enjoyed it though, didn’t you,” Madison said with an evil grin as her lover nodded guiltily, before leaning in to give her a deep kiss that left her wanting more.
“Yes,” Nikki whispered quietly. “I love you, Mistress.”
“Yeah, I love you too slave. Move over bitch, it’s my turn to fuck my cute little toy,” she said, addressing Professor Streater.
“Cute little toy?? Her tits are bigger than your head!” Alex responded, confused but also completely satisfied since he’d just gotten to dump a full load into the curvy slut. He shrugged and sat on the edge of the bed to watch them fuck. Surprisingly his cock didn’t seem to have lost any of its rigidity, even after cumming in the hot brunette, so he began jacking himself off as he watched.
In the meantime, Cassandra was glancing down at her mirror, incredibly confused at this unexpected new turn of events. She was surprised to see the following readout:
Madison Lancaster and Nicole Anderson
ENEMIES > LOVERS
“Oh, this is new!” Cassandra said excitedly. She’d never seen two people look in the mirror at the same time before, and it seemed that this this allowed the mirror to add additional changes to the victims by reversing their relationships to each other! Cassandra made a mental note to test this new property out further in the near future, and squeezed her legs together as the heat between her thighs continued to grow at the implications of this new development.
Meanwhile, Madison was busy feeling up her submissive lover’s small curves through her tight top. “I’m surprised to see you in clothes like this, Nikki. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love the way they show off your tiny figure, but they don’t look like what you’d normally wear,” she said as she stuck her hand up her curvy girlfriend’s short skirt and teased her still-pulsing labia.
Nikki looked down at the tight clothes putting her small body almost entirely on display, and felt another surge of embarrassment-driven arousal as she squirmed on top of her athletic mistress’ aggressive fingers. “But you’re wearing cheerleading workout clothes, Mistress,” she responded with eyes downcast.
“Yeah, it’s what I was wearing last time I was here too. Easily remedied though,” she said, stripping off her cheerleading tshirt and shorts and revealing her tanned, toned body to the hungry eyes of both her petite girlfriend and the strange woman vigorously stroking the dildo at the foot of the bed. The juxtaposition of that look of carnal need on Nikki’s sweet, innocent face never failed to get Madison’s motor running, but as she went to grab her lover’s head and pull it down to her crotch her hands somehow bumped into Nikki’s boobs, which oddly seemed much larger than they normally were. She adjusted her aim and tried again. Nikki, of course, was more than happy to submit to her mistress’s desires, and began eagerly licking away.
Cassandra watched with glee as Maddie, who had been completely straight not five minutes ago, forcefully pushed the incredibly willing Nicole down into her lap, while Professor Streater jacked the dildo as she watched them, driving it into her clit and filling her with pleasure. When they finally finished a few minutes later, however, Cassandra decided that it was time to change them back and send them home so that she could have some private fun of her own.
She walked over to the bed and held the small hand mirror out to the two women cuddling in the afterglow. As their original personalities returned, Nicole and Maddie slowly became aware that they were naked in each other’s arms, clearly having just had sex. They immediately pushed away from each other in disgust and began dressing, angry at the pleasant tingles still pulsing between their legs that had clearly come at the other’s hands (and tongues), even if they couldn’t remember it.
Cassandra couldn’t help but tease them as they dressed, and quipped “You two really should work on your relationship problems – you make such a cute couple!”
They gave her a withering look as she walked over to the foot of the bed where the professor was still playing with the strap-on and held the mirror in front of her face.
Professor Alexis Streater slowly came to, and sighed in resignation and embarrassment at the realization that she was naked on the bed wearing a strap-on, with a soreness coming from her clitoris that let her know that it had seen considerable action. She calmly unstrapped herself, put her pants back on, and walked back over to the remains of her blouse and bra to cover as much of her nakedness as she could, before heading back over the door to prepare to leave. She was disappointed at how easily she had been duped, and at how easily she had succumbed to the mirror’s influence, but there was nothing to be done, she couldn’t remember who she had become or what she had done, and she had to focus instead on how she could save herself and her students from Cassandra in the future.
“Ok everyone, same time next week! That is, unless you want to come back, of course!” Cassandra taunted, her hand already playing with her inner thigh, clearly eager for them to leave so she could have some time to herself. “Remember to look in the mirror above the door on your way out!”
A few seconds later it was all over. The three women were climbing the stairs to the first floor, uncomfortable at their inability to remember what had happened, but all incredibly eager to come back and risk experiencing it again nonetheless.