The cursed mirror

Brenda Richwell was an antique collector, and today she was waiting for a delivery. She was scrolling on her phone, surfing the web, while laid out on her sofa in the living room of her mansion.

Brenda came from a long line of antique collectors, an old and rich family who liked collecting oddities and displaying them around their house and even selling a few to similar rich collectors. The hallways of the Richwell mansion were lined with displays of various antique artifacts, making it more akin to a museum than a house. A museum that Brenda wanted to expand as the current heir of the Richwell fortune.

She heard a knock on the door as her delivery arrived, a delivery that cost $1.5 million. It was a 500 year old mirror that belonged to a cult that practiced blasphemous magic. Their hideouts were raided and their mystical objects of worship seized, some getting sold on the black market and others disappearing mysteriously only to turn up decades later in the hands of strange people.

Yet, Brenda didn't believe in magic. She just wanted rare stuff, and she got what she wanted as the deliverymen set the tall mirror up in a wall near the stairs, leaving the cloth covering it's frame.

After the deliverymen departed, Brenda couldn't hide her excitiment as she admired her latest haul, pulling the cloth to reveal a full-length mirror embedded in an ornate scarlet-painted wooden frame.

"looking sexy!" Brenda admired herself in the mirror, posing as she ran a hand through her long blonde hair.

Then, the glass emitted a blinding scarlet flash, taking her by surprise and knocking her out as a foot emerged from the mirror...

Brenda woke up to find herself nude in the garden, huge supple breasts exposed as she was retrained in tight ropes, tape over her mouth.

She struggled, trying to get free before she heard a voice from behind her. "Well, well, well..." Brenda's eyes widened, for she recognized her own voice.

The splitting image of her walked up to hey slowly from behind, squatting down and pressing her large breasts into Brenda's back as the evil clone **** Brenda to turn her head and look her in the eyes.

"Isn't this a familiar sight?"