I still don’t know why it happened, but one moment I was looking at myself in the mirror, and suddenly I was inside the mirror looking at what I can only call my realself. I had lost control of my body, I was doing whatever my formerself was doing. I was no longer real, I was just a reflection of myself. My formerself was acting as if nothing had happened, and I was trapped, doing exactly what he was doing.
Since that faithfull day when I got trapped inside a mirror, my life had changed for the better. I was no longer a man, but I did enjoy being Emily. I refrained to look at myself in the mirror for days. I was afraid I would get trapped again. One day, I caught a glimpse of myself, “Wow, I am really hot” I thought, “I love being a woman”. I couldn’t stop looking at the mirror. But thankfully, nothing happened. Later that day, I went out on a date with my boyfriend. Afterwards, he invited me to his place.