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Mirror Site: A new hand of cards
By Yurix
"I lost..."
Sebastian wasn't pleased at all. It wasn't the fact that he was a poor
loser, which wasn't the case, but he had a terrible tendency to take
every small mistake as a big one, and every big one as a disaster. His
mind clouded by the thoughts of his last loss, which was that of his
job, made him unable to concentrate.
The game he was playing wasn't in a casino. It wasn't even a gambler's
game. He was playing Duel Monsters, which was slightly unusual, since he
broke his promise three times already that he'd stop playing that.
However, even at twenty-two, he was unable to break his old habits:
video games, role-playing, scribbling in class ? he's been studying
politics for two years already, but not really liking it ? and, of
course, card games.
Because of his fascinations for games, he wasn't a very active person.
In fact, for his 5'10" frame, his 210 pounds of fat and muscle made him
look more like a kid than adult. That also reflected in his clothes:
badly wrinkled t-shirt, plain denim jeans, black sneakers that were
barely used. He also wore a chain with a Celtic cross, as well as a
wrist band on his badly repaired right wrist ? a sprinting accident ?
and his ten year-old wrist watch, which was almost out of power.
"Maybe I should stop for good." he thought, looking through his cards
for the fifth time in a row. "This is getting too childish for me..." As
he walked out of the card store where he often played, his thoughts
began drifting, turning sour.
It was also becoming a problem, as his grades were always on the
borderline ? his interest to politics was practically inexistent ? and
his constant need to get new cards and games was driving a whole in his
bank account. Having lost his job as a shipper at UPS was also a problem
he had to cope with.
After fifteen minutes of walking, he found himself near the parking of
an old shopping centre. Of what he remembered, there was only a Home
Hardware left in the entire block.
He was actually quite surprised to see a circus tent in the area, but no
one in the vicinity. Checking his watch, Sebastian let out a sigh: his
watch's battery had given out the last of its energy.
"Wonderful..." he said in a long sigh. "Well, better check if the circus
people know what time it is."
As he walked over to the tent, he saw a single stand, with a woman,
about in her early twenties, wearing a classic barker's uniform, walk
into the stand, after pulling her hat off, letting down a cascading mane
of golden hair. Sebastian stopped in his tracks. He normally wasn't
openly interested in women, but something about her was somewhat
familiar.
Shuffling through his deck, he found the card that reminded him: Dark
Magician Girl. That card was one of his favorites. He looked at the
card, than at the woman. Same hair length, same blue/green eyes, but the
woman had a much more curvy form, with a very impressive bust.
Putting his deck back in the black box that hung from his leather belt,
he walked over to the stand. "Excuse me..." he tried to say, but his
nervous words came out a bit broken.
"You can call me Barker. That's my job, that's my name. ", she said,
giving him a smile, which made him blush.
"Uhm... uh... well... do you know... what time it is?" he nervously
asked.
"I'm sorry. I don't have a watch. However, I know someone who could fix
yours for you." she answered, pointing at the empty screen of
Sebastian's digital watch.
"I'll be fine." he said, removing his watch and placing it in his
pocket. "By the way, what is this place? The papers didn't say there was
a circus in town."
"This, Sebastian, is the Hall of Mystic Mirrors.", Barker answered. "How
about it? For one dollar, you can see what's inside."
Sebastian was surprised that she knew his name, when he never told her.
That was proof enough that he should listen. 'Sorry, dad.' he thought.
'I know I should start saying "no", but...'
"Don't worry about what your father says. We're only here until the rest
of the day." Barker replied.
Sebastian took out his wallet, slapped a loony on the counter and
entered the makeshift fabric doorway.
"I could've sworn the tent was smaller." he said as he looked over the
place. Being a fan of labyrinths, he usually knew his way around
labyrinths, but this one was new, so he had to keep patient, which was
one of his few virtues, or so he thought. However, this maze was a
double snare for his senses: the fact that the area was so cluttered
with mirrors made him walk very slowly.
When he hit the first dead end, he found himself looking at a mirror
reflecting an old man, wearing a bulky night suit. The man was also
burly, but bald and stared back wide-eyed. "Looks like gramps." he said.
"I sure wish I won't end up half-paralyzed and deaf like him..."
His thoughts were interrupted when he hit a second dead end, but the
mirror reflected the image of a little girl, probably seven years old,
wearing a pink crinoline dress. The girl looked at him and tagged his
movements when he arched a brow and scratched his head. "What kind of
mirrors are those?" he wondered.
The third mirror he saw was before a sharp right turn. He took a step
back when he saw the "reflection". 'Ok... That's weird...' Sebastian's
gaze was on a woman, but he wasn't exactly sure it was one. Either she
was wearing a very revealing fox costume; either it was some furry-
lover's wet dream, as that vixen was extremely curvy, with three sets of
massive breasts. As he looked, the vixen's tail was swishing side to
side. "Must be tough to walk..." he said, as he turned away.
The mirrors continued coming, each with a different "reflection". Men,
women, children, even a badly dressed transvestite and a male centaur
appeared on the smooth surfaces of the LCD-like screens that were those
mirrors.
Noticing a slight slope of the ground's level, Sebastian walked down,
stopping at each mirror, only to come up with more unusual images. After
a few minutes, he entered a large hexagonal-shaped room. He looked at
each of the walls, which all had a large mirror panel, but didn't notice
any reflection of any kind until he examined the last one.
The reflection in the mirror made him skip a heartbeat. Looking back at
him was possibly the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. She looked
about his age, but then, he was never really good at guessing people's
age. Her long, jet-black hair had blonde, golden brown and even blue
streams that cascaded down her back, except for a long, thick braid of
black hair, which was tied at the end by a brass, leaf-like hairclip.
Her emerald eyes locked with his for a moment. Such a stare would make
him uneasy, but her thick eyelashes gave her a sweet, yet seductive
look. Her scarlet red lips were full, yet not extremely full, giving her
smile a warm and inviting style. She also seemed to have to braids
hanging on both sides of her exquisite face, which made him take a step
back.
That slightly farther outlook gave him a full view of the angelic vision
he was beholding. She was slightly smaller than him, about 5'6", with
elegant curves that gave her a sexy, but not slutty look. She was
wearing a teal top, which gave him a fine look at her slim, but well-
proportioned, waist. Her breasts seem to stand proudly to attention,
showing cleavage under the diamond-shaped hole in the middle. Near her
navel, about two inches above and to the right, was the exact same
Celtic cross he had around his neck, but tattooed on her peach
complexion. Around her delicate arms was a curled piece of teal cloth,
which extended from one arm to the other, ending with two leather
wristbands, which seemed like sleeves to the top she wore? She was also
wearing a light blue skirt that hugged her curves, but left her graceful
legs, along with the white, strapped sandals that twirled around her
legs up to her knees, available for all to see. Her dainty hands also
had well-manicured nails, with silver polish that matched her lip-gloss.
Taking a good look at her startled him. Attached to the top of her tank
top, an ivory band, like a jagged flame, passed around her shoulders,
which ended on both sides by a crescent-shaped shoulder guard. She was
also wearing a golden chain with a ruby hanging from a small pendant,
and on top of her head was a silver tiara.
"It... she's..." he said as he walked backwards, towards the middle of
the room. He dropped to his knees as her name came out of his lips. It
was exactly how he had dreamt her. His finest "Dungeons & Dragons"
character... Karyana Destine.
Garbled thoughts came to his mind. How did... whoever made this place
know about her? How was it possible he saw her perfectly as he imagined
her? Was she real? If so, how would he find her?
As he slowly got back up, he heard a door slam shut. Turning around, he
noticed that all of the panels had slowly started to spin in a counter-
clockwise movement. Before he could figure what was going on, a massive
light overhead was switched on, reflecting its light on all of the
spinning mirrors. The blinding light knocked him out cold.
As the mirrors kept spinning, Sebastian's body started to change. At
first, his body hair, as well as all the rashes, clogged pores and
birthmarks, vanished, leaving his skin amazingly clean. Next, all of the
stored fat started to melt away, taking along with it part of his
muscles, leaving him with a thinner frame. As the changes continue, his
fingers narrowed and lengthen as his hands shrunk into feminine hands
that matched his now delicate arms and much smaller shoulders. His waist
pulled from within, tapering it. At the same moment, his hips started to
swell out, making his butt puff up into an upside-down heart-shape. His
body shrunk slightly, but his legs turned more sensuous as muscle and
fat gave way to smooth curves leading down to her now smaller feet.
The mirrors slowed to a stop, then started spinning clockwise. The new
Sebastian's hair grew long and started braiding and changing color,
matching the picture's unique hairstyle. As the last of his masculinity
was being sucked in and altered into a perfectly formed vagina, two
mounds pushed out of his ? now her ? chest, blooming into perfect D
cups.
As Sebastian's mind was getting overwritten, his t-shirt changed into a
teal tank top with ribbon-like sleeves that attached to thin wristbands.
His jeans fused together, then formed into a long skirt with slits on
both sides, letting his legs, as well as the sandals and straps that
were his shoes and socks, show through.
By now, Sebastian's mind had been completely overwritten by new thoughts
and memories of growing up as a single child - rather than as a little
brother -, of studying art, dance and song - rather than politics-, of
being a card shop owner and part-time model ? rather than being a lost
student.
As the mirrors came to a stop, Karyana got up from the ground. "Oh... my
head." she said in a soft soprano voice. Adjusting the crescent-shaped
shoulder guards, she picked up her tiara that fell to the ground. Seeing
the exit, she looked down at her left wrist. Her slim watch, attached to
a platinum chain, told her that it was 2:45 PM, fifteen minutes until
her break at the card shop was over.
"I better get back to work, fast." she said. She looked around for
Barker, but only noticed her sea-blue Camry waiting for her.
After ten minutes of driving, and after making sure her lip-gloss was
all right, she walked back into the card shop. After making sure the
"Duel Monsters Halloween Tournament" was started, she looked in her
purse and found a small, black plastic box. Opening it, she found a deck
of Tarot cards.
After shuffling, she drew the Magician card, but a "Duel Monsters" card
was also attached to it: the Dark Magician Girl.
"I guess this is going to be a whole new hand." Karyana said with a
happy grin, thinking that this was going to be the start of a fabulous
new life.
The End
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