Jon quickly became bored floating incoporeally around the bathroom's reflection. Being stuck in a mirror is bad enough as it is, Jon thought, but at least when there are people around it gives me something to do. I think I might die of boredom before this day is up if I don't see someone else soon.
Jon then noticed something off to the corner of the room, just barely within the frame of his mirror: it was another mirror. I wonder if I can move into that mirror, Jon thought. Jon moved as close as he could get to the reflection of the other mirror. He didn't have a body, but he imagined himself grabbing the reflection's mirror frame and pulling himself as hard as he could toward the other mirror. Slowly, as though he were pulling himself out of a tar pit, Jon began to feel himself moving toward the other mirror. Then, suddenly, Jon felt something like a pop, like the feeling of popping his back or his knuckles, but it was all over his body. When he looked around, he realized that he was seeing the room from a different perspective. He had successfully made it to the other mirror!
Surely there are other mirrors in this house, Jon thought. I wonder if I can travel between them as well. Jon wasn't sure whether he needed to be able to see the mirror in order to be able travel to it, so he concentrated, felt himself spreading out like an amoeba, tendrils reaching toward he knew not what. Then, he felt it. He didn't know how he knew, but he knew that he had found another mirror. He tried to perform the same task he had earlier, lifting himself from one mirror to the next.
Suddenly, with that same popping feeling, he found himself in another room entirely, one he didn't recognize. He also saw that he wasn't alone. Another attractive girl, this one with brown hair, was getting dressed in the room, and he was her reflection.
Jon decided that, despite making the blonde girl faint earlier, he wanted to try to interact with this girl. Maybe he could try not scaring her to death this time.
So, when the brunette looked up at the mirror, Jon decided to behave only slightly differently from her. The girl was working on putting on her clothes, starting with a green camo skirt that looked really great on her tan legs. The girl watched the mirror as she stepped into her skirt, but her reflection did it at a slightly slower pace. The girl started paying more attention to her reflection. She crossed her arms across her chest. Jon, her reflection, pinched his nipples and then crossed his arms.
Now the girl was getting a little weirded out. She approached the mirror, arm outstretched so as to touch the mirror. Initially, Jon thought he wouldn't stretch out his arm, but then he thought, I wonder what will happen if we touch. So he extended his arm and touched the mirror on his side just as she touched it on her side.
Suddenly, Jon felt himself jolted through the mirror into the body of the girl whose reflection he had just been. "I'm out of the mirror!" shouted Jon in an unfamiliar feminine voice.
"What did you say?" Jon heard a voice from outside the room call.
Oh, crap, thought Jon, I had better be careful.
"Nothing. Sorry," he called back at the voice.
Jon looked at his reflection in the mirror. His reflection was a beautiful, half-dressed woman, and it was behaving exactly as he was. I wonder what happened to this girl's mind. Is she in the mirror? Jon thought. His reflection remained normal, so either this girl was unable to move on her own in the mirror or she wasn't in the mirror.
Well, I guess I'll take advantage of being out of the mirror, Jon thought. I'm glad I wasn't stuck in there all day.
Jon turned away from the mirror and began to finish getting dressed so he could see what kind of life he would be living for the rest of the day.
Getting dressed as a woman wasn't quite as difficult as Jon would have imagined. Perhaps he still had some of this girl's muscle memory or something.
"Make sure to wear something nice for our date," called that same female voice from down the hall.
"Of course, Ashe, you know I love dressing to get you all hot and bothered," Jon heard his new voice say. Wait, thought Jon. I didn't say that. Where did that come from? Then Jon remembered, according to his wish, he had to act how this woman normally would act. Then, just as Karyn had happen to her earlier, Jon found his body moving on autopilot, dressing itself, making itself up, and heading downstairs to the kitchen where he saw the same blonde girl he had so frightened in the bathroom earlier.
Jon's new body walked up to Ashe and slapped her bottom, which, while it definitely turned Jon on, also reminded him that his current body wasn't wearing any underwear. Jon's body then kissed the back of Ashe's head.
"Ouch," Ashe said.
"What wrong?" Jon found himself saying.
"Oh, I fell and hit my head in the shower earlier," said Ashe.
"I'm sorry," Jon replied. "Let me kiss it and make it all better." Jon reached his arm around Ashe and began to fondle her while he kissed her head, her neck, her shoulders.
Ashe sighed and then moved Jon away, smiling at him. "Not yet. You promised me a date."
"I did, didn't I," Jon replied. "Are you ready to go out? We can go grab some lunch before we hit the town."
"Sounds perfect. How about that sushi place off of Third?"
"Perfect. Let's go."
Jon and Ashe drove downtown and parked near the sushi restaurant. The early spring weather was pleasantly cool, and Jon could feel the breeze as it moved up his skirt and brushed against his uncovered sex. It felt good.
Jon's body was apparently a bit of an exhibitionist, Jon realized when he sat down at a table across from Ashe with his legs spread just wide enough to invite a glance from any passer-by. After they ordered their food and drinks, Jon excused herself to the little girls' room. Her first time peeing as a woman was ... interesting. And kind of gross. She wiped, left the stall, and washed her hands in the sink. When she looked in the bathroom mirror, she noticed a small speck of dried mascara had caught on her cheek. She tried to wipe it off and leaned in toward the mirror to get a better view. She got so close to the mirror that she touched it with her elbow for less than a second. But that was all the time it took for Jon to be shot out of this body and back into a mirror. This time, he was stuck in the mirror of the women's bathroom at a sushi restaurant.
Jon had only just realized what had happened by the time the brunette had finished getting the bit of mascara off her face and left the bathroom.
