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“Do I really have to go to this damn meeting as well? This is so boring.” Lucian said, hanging his head down from the sofa with a magazine over his head. His motivation was at an all time low and he definitely wasn’t afraid to show it.

Ring Ring

Suddenly the door to the apartment opened and a friendly greeting rang out from the man that just entered. “I’m home. How was your day, Lucian?”

“You are so lucky that you have me as a friend Peter! Not only do I let you stay at my apartment for a steal of a price, but now I also agreed to go with you to this weird interview for your job, even if I have to give up my free day for it. Be grateful!” Lucian demanded, standing up from his sofa and gave Peter and arm movement. Peter just sighed in response.

It was no secret that Lucian wasn’t exactly the friendliest person around nor was he the prettiest. He was a bit overweight, kinda short for a man of his age, only reaching around 1.64 meters and definitely sported a perma frown face, seemingly never being happy. But what he didn’t have in looks, Lucian did have in green bills.

After winning a jackpot 3 years ago, Lucian immediately quit the college he was attending and swore to never work again, just investing in stocks and other things to further multiply his wealth. He was never one to throw out money like crazy anyways, so even when he did nothing at all, he was still making more money per day than he had expenses.

One day, more than two years ago, Peter had approached him looking for a more convenient place to stay than his old rotting cottage.

“Yes, yes. I am grateful that you accompany me on this job interview.” Peter said, sarcasm oozing from his voice, though he wasn’t actually sure if Lucian noticed it.

“Remember the deal that we made when you came to me way back when?” Lucian asked, looking down on Peter on his high horse.

“Yes, I do remember. You let me live here for cheap and cover the food expenses and such, and I’ll do all the chores for you. Shopping, laundry… Just everything.” Peter answered, rolling his eyes.

“Nowhere in that agreement did I allow you to just take me wherever you want! But because of my generosity I’ll accompany you so that you may get the job that you have so diligently applied yourself for.” Lucian spoke and shook his head. “Why do you need my presence anyways?”

“Well, I am not sure to be honest. They just told me to take with me a friend, preferably one who knows me very well, like a roommate. I think they just said that they wanted to ask you a few questions at that party after all of the interviews…” Peter said, packing his stuff together to get ready to move out again.

“Party? You didn't say anything about a party before.” Lucian shouted full of excitement and marched forwards to the front door. “Well, if it's a party you would want me to join, then it's a party I am going to join. Man, it's been a while since I went out to a party. Come on, what are you waiting for?”

“Just one thing before we go.” Peter stopped Lucian, much to his annoyance. “If anyone asks you about me, could you give them a positive description of my qualities?”

“Yeah, yeah. If I remember, I will do that.” Lucian said dismissively, making Peter sigh. “Now let's go. I am in the mood to party today~”

“Gotcha… I am coming… let's hope it somehow goes well…” Peter answered, shaking his head and following his hyped up friend outside. “I really want this job…”

— Later that evening —

“...this was a disaster…” Peter murmured quietly as he stepped into their apartment, followed by Lucius who still seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

“Did your interview go that badly? Don't complain about it to me, okay? It’s not my fault if you messed up.” Lucian waved his hand dismissively as he went into the kitchen and grabbed himself a beer to celebrate the rest of that great day. Well, great for him at least.

“The interview was honestly quite good and I really had the feeling that I would get the job…” Peter spoke in an increasingly angry tone. Lucian just looked at him confused with his beer in hand. “...until you spoke to the boss during the party and told her that I am, and I quote, ‘your personal bitch that does all your chores for you. And that I am only missing a pair of colossal boobs to become the perfect housewife’. What were you thinking?!?”

“Am I wrong? I don’t see how any of that is untrue.” Lucian added nonshalontly, sipping on his beer looking more annoyed by the second.

“I know that you think that, but don’t say to my boss's- who was supposed to be my boss's face!” Peter said, burying his face in his hands. This whole whining was slowly getting on Lucians nerves.

“Listen. I had a great time at the party and the boss had too. We invited each other for a few drinks, talked a lot and she even gave me this cool pocket mirror as a gift.” Lucian said and pulled a small card out from his pocket, that looked a lot like it could be a credit card or something similar. With the push of a button, the card unfolded to about 5 times its previous size, revealing that it was actually a hand mirror. “She said that it was a new functioning prototype that they are working on. So don’t worry. She definitely had a great time with me.”

“I am going to bed. I just can't today anymore.” Peter let out and walked towards his room with his head hanging low and spirit being shattered.

“Hey, the beer is running on empty. Make sure to buy some tomorrow!” Lucian shouted after him and flung himself on the sofa again. Peter just acknowledged him with a quick hand movement, before disappearing into his room.

“Man, Peter could be so difficult sometimes. But who cares.” Lucian shook his head and pulled out his mirror again. He wasn’t really one who cared about appearances too much, but when you receive a gift from a pretty lady, you might as well use it.

But what he quickly noticed was that looking at his reflection in that mirror started to feel kinda addicting. Just seeing himself reflected back at him made him fantasize about having a dream body, filled with muscles, tanned and irresistible to ladies. It made him smile and stare, his reflection subtly starting to shimmer as if having his thoughts wander was its goal all along…

— the next day —

“Maaan. When did I turn into Narcissus?” Lucian asked, after staring at his own reflection for an extensive amount of time. He didn't even know why, it just felt too good to not look at himself. And even if his body left a lot to be desired, that somehow mattered very little while he was staring at his gift of a mirror.

It was too hard to describe, but everytime he looked it was almost as if the image of his fantasy came one step closer to coming alive. Yeah, he knew that this wasn’t exactly the best type of explanation, but at the same time he wasn't really sure how to put it differently either.

“I can't believe I am saying this, but I am actually thankful that Peter dragged me to that party yesterday. Not only was the boss super hot and young, but also super friendly. And the rest of the party was fun too. Maybe I should thank him for that today…?” Lucian thought to himself, then smiled back into a mirror as another rush of pleasure flowed through him. “Nah. I am sure he’ll manage without. But I do hope that me becoming friendly with his boss made him get the job though. Otherwise he just casually wasted my good efforts…”

Ring Ring

“I’m home. Lucian? Are you here?” Peter asked the moment he came home. Lucian looked at him with a smug face, being in a much better mood than he had been in a very long time. Peter added. “You won't believe what happened today!”

“Oh? I bet you got your job because of my immaculate efforts. No need to thank me.” Lucian sat up on the couch, jokingly bowing down to his friend who still took a second to catch his breath.

“Yes! I don't know how, but I got the job. Maybe I really shouldnt question your actions anymore. They seem to work!” Peter laughed with an interesting expression on his face. It was as if he was unconditionally happy and in total disbelief at the same time.

“I am glad you finally believe me. Took you long enough.” Lucian rolled his eyes and shifted his attention back to the mirror in his hand. Yet, when he looked back into his reflection, that warm fuzzy feeling that washed over him as usual this time, made him feel happy for his roommate as well.

It was like he could see both of them smiling together in the reflection and it led to an amazing feeling that he had never experienced before. Maybe he should save Peter’s ass more often if it leads to this.

“I am in the mood for something great tonight so let's get out eating. Treats on me!” Peter announced and gestured to Lucian to follow him. He gave off a sigh and stood up from the couch, before breaking into a knowing smile.

“We both know that I am going to pay for this again.” Lucian said, as he put on shoes and walked towards the front door. “So, where do you want to go…?”

“No! I mean it this time. It's a great day for me! Let me take the bill…!” Peter panickingly said, as both of them left the building.

— 2 days after the party —

Was it just Lucian or does he just keep looking better every time he looks in the mirror?

He felt like before he needed to imagine the possibility of him having his ideal body, of being tall, handsome and muscular, but now it almost looked like his body adapted a bit to what he wanted to look like.

His previously pudgy face had begun to soften and sharpen, which in turn made it even more dreamy to stare in. It was impressive how just a bit less fat and a bit more hair on his bald spots made him look that much better. The power of imagination is a wild force indeed.

It almost seemed like his massive gutt was shrinking as well, even if only a little bit. It was as if his body just decided to become more perfect with every day and Lucian absolutely adored it. After all, who wouldn’t love when you could become more attractive just by imagining it?

The only things that could be considered uncomfortable were his crotch and chest. Judging from how the rest of his body was becoming bigger and better, it was fair to assume that his dick was, of course, also receiving an upgrade. Lucian could imagine the size of his member when his body had reached perfection, so he was more than willing to be a bit uncomfortable now.

His chest on the other hand… he didn’t really have a good explanation for that. Maybe growing big muscular and manly pecs just made them sensitive and uncomfortable for those who weren’t used to them? Meh, who cares?

Ring Ring

“I’m home.” Peter announced as he stepped through the door. He looked a bit tired but very happy, which was to be expected for someone who had just started a new job.

“Welcome back!” Lucian announced with a smile on his face as he put the mirror away and stood up from the couch. For some unexplained reason, he was just very happy to see his friend back from his first day at the work Lucian had procured for him. “How was your new work?”

“...” Peter just stared in disbelief at Lucian for a moment, as if he had done something completely unexpected just now, which made Lucian look just as confused back at him.

“What? Is a friend not allowed to wonder how you are doing in the job he procured for you? Rude.” Lucian replied with a pout, crossing his arms while looking away from Peter.

“No, no. It's fine! It really is! Oh yeah! First day on the job. It was fun, but a lot to take in. A lot of new tech that I have never seen before and methods I couldn't even dream of. It was just a lot, you know?” Peter answered scuffed, looking like he was desperately trying to pull an answer out of his ass while staying as close to the truth as possible. Did Lucian asking for his day really catch him off guard that much?

“Anyway, what do you want for dinner?” Peter changed the topic as he walked into the kitchen, but then quickly left his head hanging. “I ask that, but we don't really have anything at home. Do you mind if I whip up a tomato sauce and we have spaghetti for dinner. I am sorry but I just don’t have the energy anymore to go shopping today. I promise I will go tomorrow!”

“Sure thing~ I believe in your cooking skills~” Lucian chimed happily, watching diligently as Peter started cooking and wrote the grocery shopping list at the same time. Though Lucian himself wasn’t sure if he was actually interested in Peter's cooking skills or if he was just that hungry.

— 3 days after the party —

Ring Ring

“Hehehe” Lucian giggled with a smug expression as he came home, carrying two huge bags in his hands. The mirror really was a miracle maker as he was pretty sure that a few days ago he would not have been able to carry all of it in just his hands without help.

Oh yeah, those bags. Lately, he wasn’t just seeing himself in the mirror in his dream body, but also Peter right next to him smiling and generally being happy.  In the morning when he was engulfing himself in the dreamworld that was his hand mirror again, it was like he had a vision on top of it.

It showed him that Peter was going to come home this evening completely drained again and that he blossomed into the biggest smile Lucian had ever seen once he saw that Lucian had done the shopping for him, so that Peter could just relax for the day.

And that smile. That huge and honest smile was just so moving to see, that Lucian decided to make it into reality, even if he didn’t quite feel like himself today.

Probably because his body just felt weirdly different from what he was used to. His gut, that he was previously ashamed of so much, was now barely more flab than that of an average man. And to add on top of that, he grew a bit taller and even felt lighter and stronger too.

His hair has also grown into a glorious, luscious mane that constantly tickles the back of his head, with no bald or short spots in sight anywhere. And even his face looked way better than it did before, much smoother and blemishless, without traces of the skin issues he had for years.

Yet still… it didn't feel completely right.

There was no denying anymore that his chest was building up mass by now, which was to be expected when someone was growing massive pecs like he was. They just… felt a lot softer than he would have imagined. And on the same note his ass weirdly enough didn’t just look like it was the same size that it was before, but actually felt like it was getting bigger.

“Meh. Who cares? Now I just need to unpack all of this before Peter comes home. Uuuuh~ I am so looking forward to the face he is going to make~” Lucian said with a girly squeal, but didn’t quite notice it fully and walked into the kitchen, ready to unpack and store away all the things he had just bought.

Ring Ring

“I’m home.” Peter said, sounding just as exhausted as on the day before. “Oh no. The groceries. I completely forgot! I’ll be right back.”

“Welcome back. Before you go, do you mind having a look into the kitchen first?” Lucian smirked, ready for the moment of truth to finally have arrived.

“Uhm… sure. Hey Lucian, your voice sounds kinda diffe…rent…?” Peter stuttered the moment he entered the kitchen, watching Lucian shelf all sorts of groceries from two bags on the kitchen table with a big smile. “Wait. You already went shopping? You?”

“I think what you are trying to say is thank you.” Lucian answered with a wink, looking expectantly at Peter who still just stared in disbelief at him. But as soon as those words left his mouth, Peter's expression immediately shifted into a huge smile, exactly as warm and fulfilling as the mirror foretold.

“Yes. Of course! Thank you!” Peter said and practically dashed to the table, grabbing a few things to store away as well. “Here, let me help you with shelving these at least.”

“Much appreciated~” Lucian chimed as both of them worked together in the kitchen for the first time since they lived together, making him wonder why Lucian never bothered to help him previously.

I mean, he didn’t need to help him because of their deal and all that, but still… Passing up an opportunity to make Peter smile just seemed like such a waste for Lucian now…

— 4 days after the party —

“Ugh… Being sick suuuuuucks…” Lucian let out in a hoarse voice, barely enough for even himself to hear it. And honestly he regretted talking almost immediately afterwards, as a rough steady scratching feeling shot through his throat, making him groan in discomfort.

It was like every word he spoke steadily eroded part of his throat that felt like a rock that wasn’t supposed to be there. The more he spoke, the more he felt the lump stand out, but the discomfort of talking held Lucian back from just ‘talking his pain away’.

Sadly, his throat wasn't the only thing that was bothering him, or else he wouldn’t lie helplessly in his bed. Even if he maybe should have seen it coming, it was mostly the pain in his chest and crotch that kept him lying flat on his back.

He might have gone a little bit overboard with his fantasies in the mirror, but he couldn’t help it, okay? Even now, to vent his frustration and distract him from being sick, he was still constantly throwing glances into the mirror, even if he had figured out by now that that would only bring him closer to getting his dream body. And naturally, that was also where the bulk of his discomfort most likely came from.

“But one more look, couldn't hurt, right? *cough* ” Lucian said, picking up the mirror from his bedside and risking another look in, even though he knew that it was probably a bad idea. But bliss washed over him as soon as he looked, followed by more discomfort and immediate regret.

As always, at first he only saw what he looked like for real. Just his usual soft and effeminate face with his shoulder long blackish brown hair and cute smile, with the slightest trace of the two bumps under his blanket caused by his breasts visible. Well… they are technically his pecs since he was a guy, but he would prefer if they were breasts for real.

Anyway, that is when the magic happened again. His fantasy was flooded with images of dream scenarios or possible futures, all of which made Lucian happy to have witnessed them.

Hugging Peter when he came home while pressing his breasts against his stomach to make him blush. Inviting him out for dinner after a hard day at work and enjoying a quiet date with Peter at a fancy restaurant. Or even just something simple like cooking something elaborate to witness Peter’s smile after he came back home…

Yes, he knew that all of them were quite girly fantasies and he was a guy, but was that really that unexpected? After all, he always had quite the girly build with large hips, a big protruding ass, a tiny waist and even mounds on his chest that resemble breasts. Even his voice, if he wasn’t so hoarse right now, sounded very feminine.

It made him wonder if he really wanted that tiny thing between his legs to grow through the power of the mirror…

Ring Ring

“I’m home.” A familiar voice could quietly be heard from Lucian’s bedroom, making him eagerly try to stand up and greet his friend… only to immediately fall back down into his bed because of more pain and discomfort on his chest and nether region. The regret of looking in the mirror was real.

“Welcome back! *cough* ” Lucian tried to shout for his friend to hear, but despite his best attempt his voice did not come out loud, instead just sounding like a hoarse whisper. But thankfully for Lucian it didn't take long before Peter entered his room, so that he could be sure that his friend heard Lucian and his involuntary whispers. “How was work? *cough* *cough* Sorry, I am not feeling that well currently.”

“I can see that. Do you want me to make you tea?” Peter offered, making Lucians pained expression blossom into a shining smile that immediately took Peter by surprise.

“That would be great. Thank you.” Lucian answered with a giggle and adjusted himself on the bed, so that he could sit somewhat upright. His balance was still kinda awkward, but he could at least manage that much.

“Uhm Lucian…?” Peter asked, hesitantly raising his finger to point at Lucian who just looked at him a bit confused. “Wh-what is happening to your chest…?”

Lucian followed Peter’s finger with his gaze until it landed on the two apple sized mounds on his chest, to which his expression slightly frowned. “I know and it still hurts a bit. Don’t worry about it. Tomorrow it will all be better. I am sure of it.”

It was then that Lucian and Peter stared at each other for a short while, with Peter's mouth being agap for the whole time. But it took a while for Lucian to notice what had just happened, until he instinctively reached for his neck and felt the lump that had caused him so much discomfort was gone completely.

“My voice! It’s back!” Lucian chimed in a sultry, feminine soprano that was exactly as Lucian had always fantasized about, but of course a little bit different to what he had sounded before.  So it was obvious that Peter, who didn’t know about the power of the mirror, would be surprised by that subtle but powerful change.

“See~ I just need a bit more sleep and I am all good again~” Lucian said with his usual big and cute smile, but then felt the exhaustion catching up to him. His eyelids grew heavy as his body slumped down a bit, making him lie back down into his bed. “Hey… I don’t think I need tea anymore, but thanks for the offer. I think… I just… need some… sleep…”

Despite having his voice back he now struggled again to get words out of his mouth, but Peter seemingly understood him anyways. He silently nodded and walked back out of the room, leaving with the words. “I wonder what you will look like tomorrow.”

Lucian didn’t have the brain power to process that, nor did he want to. He just wanted that uncomfortable feeling in his groin to go once and for all. He wished for nothing more than that…

— 5 days after the party —

“Lalala~” Lucina sang, practically dancing through the apartment, cleaning up all sorts of leftovers, dirty clothes and other stuff that were lying around. Why would she do that even though Peter is usually responsible for housekeeping?

Because she felt like it, that's why!

Just sitting around doing nothing was just way too boring for her, so she might as well do something productive. So after cleaning up the kitchen, doing the laundry and even a little bit of cleaning around the whole place, which also told her a very important lesson.

It made her realize that most of those things she had never done before in her entire life. She had no idea how to use the washing machine or the dishwasher, or even what type of towel she needed to use to wipe over what surfaces. She had to google most of it, but that was okay, since it wasn’t like she had anything else to do.

Occasionally, when she didn’t find anything in the internet, then she threw a glance into the mirror, which more often than not resulted in a fantasy of not only how to do certain tasks, but also with renewed and fiery motivation to continue cleaning the apartment to the best of her ability. It really was kinda fun after a while.

Though all of this time, she couldn’t help but wonder about a certain thing: Did she seriously believe that she was a guy up until yesterday?

It made literally no sense, but for some reason the evidence was all over her apartment. Her entire wardrobe was filled to the brim with male clothing that were tailored for fat men so that she and her handball sized breasts had a chance of wearing them as well. All of her pants just barely fit her, with her ass sticking out no matter what she did about it. And finally, there was not a single pair of panties or even a bra for that matter anywhere in the entire house.

“I really have to ask Peter when he comes home. I know that I am not the smartest, but still…” Lucina mumbled to herself, taking a look downwards, only for her vision to be obstructed by the twin mounds on her chest, making her feel even dumber for trying to look at her feet.

She took her hand and gently pressed against her nether region, checking again in case her memory was jumbled even more than she thought. But no, her finger could easily feel even through her pants that there was a special cavity between her legs, just like she remembered.

With her cute face, medium long hair, unmissable huge breasts, a bigger ass than anyone she knows and an unmistakable womanhood between her legs it was a wonder that she could ever think that she was anything other than a woman.

“Uff… these clothes are truly the worst.” Lucina let out, grabbing the mirror to distract her again. But as her fantasy started wandering again, it made her realize how much she wanted to impress Peter, in more ways than just cleaning up the house a bit. “You know what? I am going out shopping now! I have womanly curves to spare, so might as well show them off!”

So she made her way to the door, struggled a bit to fit into the shoes that were as always way to big for her dainty little feet, and made her way into the city, ready to go for a shopping spree.

…

Ring Ring

“Hi Honey, I’m home~” Lucina chimed, happily carrying 4 bags filled with clothes, shoes and underwear she bought while out in the city. To her surprise, Peter was also standing near the entrance door, meaning that he also just came home recently.

"Oh, Hey Lucian. I also just came… Guah…?" Peter replied, reeling backwards when he saw the massive bags Lucina was carrying around. And Lucina's face immediately blossomed into a wide smile, especially since it was quite obvious that Peter was checking her and the new dress she was wearing from top to bottom. She didn't need any words from him to be able to tell that he liked what he saw.

"Lucian? Was someone supposed to come visit today, honey?" Lucina asked, looking around aimlessly, making sure to show Peter her new dress from all possible angles. She knew he was looking and she was all for it. It really begged the question for her why she never thought about dressing up for her darling before.

"Oh Luc- I mean, hey dear. Glad to see you are feeling better today!" Peter said, slightly blushing while turning his head away from her.

Oh lord. Oh no. Now she started to blush. Did he just call her dear? Like in ‘wife’ dear? She knew that she was doing the ‘honey’ thing with him, but she never expected him to play with her that way. Was that it? Were the two of them finally on the level of boyfriend and girlfriend? Maybe?

Wait…what was his question about? Oh right.

"Mmmm~ I am doing way better, just like I said~'' Lucina proudly answered, trying to suppress her blushing and sticking her chest out proudly, but realized that she was still carrying those kind of heavy bags around with her.  “Uff, those things are getting heavy. Yeah, I was out shopping today, as you can probably see. How was your day at work~?"

Lucina casually strutted towards her room with the bags in hand, not failing to notice the constant surprised stare that Peter was giving her. Was it her behind that just looked amazing in her new dress? Or was it her new shoes that just complimented everything so perfectly. Or maybe was he just impressed that she could effortlessly carry 4 bags filled with clothes without any problems?

Anyways, she was enjoying herself, so why ask him~

After putting down the bags and getting back to the living room, Lucina quickly looked around and spotted Peter on a chair, looking exhausted and confused. The new work surely took its toll on Lucina’s precious honey.

“Heey~ I was asking you a question, remember~?” Lucina whispered seductively, pressing her boobs against the back of Peter's head while gently embracing him with her hands. She knew that she had never done this before and Peter seemed even more confused because of her action, but somewhere deep inside of her, she knew it was the right move to make in this situation.

And after only a few seconds of awkwardness, Peter closed his eyes and leaned himself back into her massive bosom, truly starting to enjoy Lucina's chest. Which in turn, made her happy as well. “How was work, honey?”

“I’ll be honest and say that the job is absolutely awesome. I've only worked a few days there and it's already better than every other job I've ever had. Even the pay here at ‘monline tech’ is better than everywhere i was before.” Peter said, making Lucina smile even more.

“And isn’t that a good thing then?” Lucina asked, trying to look down at him over his head.

“It is, but remember how you and my boss got along really well at the party? She asked me today if she could visit you and invite you out for a drink again tomorrow.” Peter answered, pushing his head further into her boobs to look up.

“You boss and I… get along…?” Lucina stared into the void, trying her best to remember what her honey was talking about. “Oh right. THAT party. I honestly don’t remember much that happened at that party, so I must have been pretty drunk. I hope I didn’t do anything to ruin your chances of getting on the good side of the boss.”

“No, your little ‘housewife comment’ was probably the reason why I got the job to begin with. So thank you again for your help.” Peter said, standing up and pating her on the head, making Lucina blush a bit. It also made her realize that she was now taller than Peter. Not by much, but she could have sworn that she had always been the shorter one.

“Don’t mention it. I am happy to help. Ahahaha…” Lucina laughed it off with a fake laugh, while a spreading uneasiness started brewing in her mind.

— 5 days after the party, around midnight —

“Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!” Lucina squirmed in her bed, rolling from left to right. “What comment did I make to his boss?!? Why can’t I remember? Was it about me being his housewife?!? No that can’t be! I suck at household stuff! But what other comment could I have made?!? This is bad, so very bad!”

Lucina stared at the clock whose hand did not seem to move at all. She was so stressed out that even time seemed to stand still and there was nothing she could do about it. It was torture.

“I definitely tried to make it so that he looks better. Did I tell her that I am his housewife? It seems likely. Even though he usually does these things around here, he would look more dependable if he was the big breadwinner in this house and I was just the one who tried to please him when he got home.” Lucina said to herself, burying her face in her hands.

“Okay, so the boss expects me to be his housewife, so I just need to pretend to… but I suck at everything!” Lucina rolled back and forth on her bed, her adrenaline going through the roof. Then her eyes fell onto her hand mirror, that was, as always, lying on the side of her bed, alluring her to the promised land of impossible fantasies.

“The mirror! The mirror… I shouldn’t… No, for Peter, I need to.” She laid to the side and reached for the mirror. As soon as she saw her own reflections, the mirror started to shimmer, just the way she expected. At the same time, her adrenaline rush seemed to end and a wave of relaxation washed over her. “Mirror! I need you to cooperate! Show me how to be the perfect Housewife!”

“Show me how…”

“...the perfect…”

“House…wife…zzz”

“...zzz…”

— The weekend after the Party —

Ring Ring

“I’m home.” The familiar voice of Peter spoke after an all too familiar sound. Lucina could feel her heart skip a beat just from hearing his voice again from the entrance. And he then added “And I have brought a guest.”

“Thank you for letting me come by. I really appreciate you two inviting me to eat dinner with you.” A polite female voice spoke, that definitely sounded familiar to Lucina, meaning that it was most likely Peter's boss who they invited over.

“Great timing you two! Dinner just finished!” Lucina chimed, stepping into the hall with a bowl of spaghetti in her hand.

Lucina was prepared to be the perfect Housewife Peter deserved. While he was out doing his brief Saturday shift, Lucina was out preparing everything for a perfect dinner with his boss. From buying an apron to buying everything that is needed for a great meal and then making sure she knew how to cook it. She did everything in her power to make good on her claim of being Peter's housewife.

The fortunate part for her was that she naturally sported the perfect figure of a trophy wife, so she didn’t actually need to improvise much on that front. With her volleyball sized breasts, her titanic behind, tiny waist and perfectly sexy face it was only a matter of presentation.

She had spent more than an hour in the bathroom to make sure her hair sat perfectly, and that was quite hard considering that she didn't even remember having hair long enough to reach her ass, yet here she was.

And all of that for this moment. Now it was only a matter of sounding confident.

“Oh my, that looks delicious.” The female voice said, making Lucina take a closer look at Peter’s boss. Well, she was not human, that was for sure, as the woman had long, blue and black fox-like legs, four tails and two fox ears on top of her head. And although Lucina didn't exactly have a lot of experience with monster girls, for now it only matters that she was as welcoming and friendly as possible.

“Where are my manners? Let me formally introduce myself again, since I think I forgot to do that at last week's party.” The foxy woman spoke in a very formal tone, then took a slight bow and said. “My name is Marie Arabi, co-director of ‘Monline tech’. It's a pleasure to see you again.”

“Oh. Uhm… I am… My name is Lucina. I am Peter’s housewife, so to say. No need to be so formal to little ol me. Hahaha…” Lucina answered a little bit flustered, not sure what to say in that specific situation. “Why don’t you two come into the kitchen? The meal is already served~”

“Uh… You cooked for you?” Peter asked, trying to sound as unsurprised as he possibly could, though it didn’t work pretty well.

“Of course I did, my dear~ I always await you with a delicious meal, whenever it is you come home~ That's what I am here for~” Lucina answered, knowing full well that it was kind of a lie, but at the same time she wouldn’t mind making it into reality.

It didn’t take long for all three to take to the seats and eat the delicious spaghetti that Lucina had cooked up. Thank goodness for the mirror's wisdom or otherwise this meal might have been a disaster.

But Lucina knew that her meal had been a great success, when both Marie and Peter praised her for it and happily asked for seconds. She never knew that getting praised for creating something delicious could feel so amazing. It really solidified the thought in her that from now on, she really was going to cook an amazing dinner for her honey every day.

“This was amazing. I am completely full.” Marie said while stretching her arms a bit, having dropped that formal attitude somewhere in the conversation over the food. Lucina could only giggle slightly as she scooped up all the dishes from under Peter’s nose and silently hushed him back to his seat with a big smile when he tried to help her clean up.

“Oh yeah, I wanted to ask you something.” Peter said, looking at Marie who slowly turned towards him with a patient smile. Lucina also listened in silently as she was also curious to her honey what he had to say. “Were you not surprised when you saw what happened to Lucian? I mean… you know…”

Marie leaned back and looked like she was thinking about her answer a bit. This ‘Lucian’ must have been a coworker of Peter, since Lucina was sure she had heard him mentioning that name at least once before. Hehe… Lucina, Lucian… Funny how their names sounded so similar, but hey, coincidences happen.

“Let’s just say I have my way of dealing with annoying people. The most important part is that you never show it but disguise your malice as acts of kindness. Turns out most people tend to change when I do that.” Marie giggled and briefly shot a glance towards Lucina, although she wasn’t quite sure what for.

“I see…” Peter answered, though Lucina knew him well enough that she knew that he did, in fact, not understand what Marie was talking about.

“Anyway, getting amazing food here was absolutely delightful, but I actually came here to get something to drink with you and a few other coworkers at a local bar. Can’t have them waiting too long, right?” Marie stood up from the bench and gave a big grin to Peter and Lucina, who were both giving her a blank look in return.

“Wait, you reserved a table for our entire branch at work?” Peter asked, taking the words out of Lucina's mouth.

“Yeah, didn’t I tell you? I reserved a table for you and your girlfriend to join us for a drink… Wait a second…” Marie said and buried her face in her hands. “Don’t tell me I forgot to tell you after yesterday's meeting. Oh no… my scatterbrain is showing again.”

Both Peter and Lucina looked at each other briefly before bursting into laughter, making Marie join them a short while after. Peter added. “And I was worried why you would want to come to our home so urgently. That was one hell of a misunderstanding.”

“It might have been a misunderstanding, but a misunderstanding that led to good food.” Marie corrected, although it just led to all three of them giggling again.

So after cleaning up the kitchen a bit and bit more talking, the three of them made their way to the door again. While Marie and Peter were already ready to move out again, Lucina actually had to excuse herself for a moment, as she needed to dress herself in something more fancy. Being a housewife was good and all, but she was not about to go to a bar wearing an apron.

But as she looked through her room a final time, her eyes fell onto her hand mirror that still lied on her bedside as it did for what seemed like forever. She took a deep breath, gave her enormous chest a hefty bounce, shook her ass from left to right and slapped her cheeks softly.

“No need for fantasy anymore! I am going to be Peter’s dream wife for real!” She whispered to herself, leaving the mirror behind in her room and joined the others at the entrance.

And so, her honey Peter, his slightly clumsy boss Marie and Lucina herself left the apartment, ready to join the others and drink deep into the night.