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Katelyn sat on the couch in her therapists office. Anders, her therapist, sat in a chair nearby. They were partway through one of many of their sessions when Katelyn had finally gained the courage to come out with a very embarrassing secret.

"Beg pardon?" Anders asked, not sure he heard her correctly.

"Please don't make me say it again." Katelyn couldn't meet his eyes. She looked towards the floor and adjusted her glasses. Her hair was up in a bun. She was wearing a black tank top with black jeans.

"When you see yourself in a mirror, you-" Anders began but Katelyn interrupted him.

"I know! It sounds crazy. I can't even believe I told you."

There was a pause. Then Anders prompted.

"Now, I don't want you to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, but is it possible that you could give me a little proof?" Anders slowly eased her.

"I don't know..." Katelyn said to the floor.

"It's ok. It's just us in here. But, in order to help you I think I need to see what the issue is to understand it exactly."

Katelyn sat and said nothing for awhile. Then she slowly gained the courage to look up and speak, "This has been haunting me for so long. Yes. I need to overcome this...I'll do it."

Katelyn reached over to her purse and pulled out a blue window cleaning towel. She then stood up and looked over the office windows. One wall of the office was covered with floor to ceiling windows to an outdoor patio & fountain. She approached the windows with her rag in hand. She swallowed.

"Here goes..." She raised her cloth to the window, but stopped.

"Know that I have no control over this. I can't help it. It just happens!" She said turning back to Anders.

"This is a safe space Katelyn. There is no judgement here." Anders reassured her.

Once again, Katelyn raised her towel, swallowed, and began wiping. One wipe down, then another up, then down again, and that's when it happened. After the third wipe, Katelyn was suddenly entirely different. Katelyn's hair, which had been up in a bun, was suddenly down and held in place with a hair band. Her glasses completely disappeared, and so did her clothes. She was only wearing teal panties, and her sneakers.

Anders gasped in shock looking at what had been a very prudish woman, into what now seemed to be a sexy, confident, exhibitionist. As nude Katelyn continued wiping, she smiled at Anders and gave a wave with her non wiping hand. She bit her lower lip. She winked at Anders. And after another three wipes, she was clothed again. Katelyns hair was back up in her bun just like before, her glasses were perched on her nose once again, and her tank top and jeans were back in place. She stopped wiping.

Anders stared. Katelyns face grew red with embarrassment. Katelyn broke the silence.

"What am I supposed to do? I have a job as a house cleaner. I have to wipe windows all the time. I'm always so worried someone is going to come in and see me..." She nearly broke into tears.

Anders cleared his throat. "It's alright. We're going to work this out."

A pause.

"If you don't mind, could I see this happen, one more time? If you're comfortable with it."

Katelyn breathed in and looked up at Anders. She saw the seriousness in his eyes and gained confidence that he wasn't just being a perv. She nodded and raised the towel to the window again. She wiped one, two, three. And once again she was nude Katelyn, who was winking at Anders again. She wiped one, two, three, and was once again regular Katelyn. However she did not stop wiping this time. Katelyn continued to have the process happen three more times right in front of Anders, each time nude Katelyn became more promiscuous, and clothed Katelyn became more embarrassed. On her last round of being nude Katelyn, she stopped wiping for just a quick moment. Nude Katelyn, without lowering her wiping hand, used her other hand to pick up a small empty bottle off of the nearby coffee table. She gave Anders a sexy "Shhhh." And using one hand, pulled her panties to the side revealing her wet pussy, and shoved the bottle inside herself. She quickly gave the last wipe, and was back to clothed Katelyn, who stopped wiping.

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Katelyn started to walk back to the couch but after she took a step, a look of shock appeared on her face and she paused. Katelyn reached a hand down the front of her pants, and after a few moments, retrieved the small wet bottle. She embarrassedly looked around the room where she could put it.

"You can put it back on the table it's fine. Everything in here is cleaned after every patient."

Katelyn, unable to speak at the moment due to her embarrassment, placed the wet bottle on the table. She then sat down on the couch.

"Now, you said this "Other you" also appears in mirrors? As your reflection?"

Katelyn nodded.

"If you don't mind, I happen to have a mirror just in the other room. I could bring it in here and you could show me? If you're comfortable that is."

Katelyn figured she'd gone this far. She nodded.

"Great. Just give me a moment to retrieve the mirror." Anders left the room and returned shortly with a rectangular, full body mirror. It had a sheet over it so they couldn't see its face.

"Are you ready?" Anders asked.

As she stood up in front of the mirror, Katelyn finally spoke. "Yes. Do it."

Anders lifted the sheet off the mirror and stepped beside her to see her reflection.

Anders and clothed Katelyn looked into the mirror to see nude Katelyn return. Katelyn's reflection was naked, except for the panties, shoes, and headband. No glasses, no shirt, no bra, no pants. Although clothed Katelyn stood still, face reddening with embarrassment, nude Katelyn in the mirror danced seductively like she was a seasoned stripper and knew all the best dances. She turned around playing with her panties, showing her ass, then continuing to turn and flash her pussy. She licked her lips. She winked. She squeezed and kneaded her breasts together. She mouthed the words, "Fuck me." to Anders. She stuck a finger in her underwear and up her pussy, it came out wet. She sucked on it giving it an exquisite blowjob. Clothed Katelyn stood still.

"This may take some time." Anders said, staring into the mirror.

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