The Professor's Mirror Image: His Cross-Dressing Lover

[My neighboring Chinese-style cosmic horror dismantling-the-house infinite horror story, Don't Teach the Rules of Horror How to Behave, is now open. Come join the fun!] Lin Sanqian was sick. He started secretly dressing as a woman, then secretly fell in love with his reflection in the mirror when dressed that way. He put on stockings and a wig, painted his lips blue, and tilted his head back to reveal his sexy Adam's apple. Contradictory, yet captivating. He called his cross-dressed reflection Blue. He lit a cigarette for Blue, then stubbed it out against the corner of Blue's eye. The ash left on the mirror looked like a beauty mark made of tears. Lin Sanqian decided it was time to say goodbye to Blue, before he became completely unable to pull himself away. So he burned all his women's clothes. He burned Blue, too. Several years passed in a flash. Lin Sanqian got a job at a school, and his life became peaceful and uneventful. Until one day, mysterious packages started arriving. Inside were Blue's clothes, stockings, and lipstick. There were even selfies of Blue that Lin Sanqian had burned to ashes long ago. Lin Sanqian began to suspect someone was spying on him. As he tried to find a trace of the mysterious sender, more and more things related to “Blue” kept arriving. Until one day, Blue stood right in front of him. He wore bright blue lipstick, held a cigarette, and tilted his head back slightly to reveal a sexy Adam's apple. Blue pointed to the beauty mark by his eye. “Teacher Lin, do you still remember your Blue?” [Mirror-image, cross-dressing yandere top x refined, aloof, neurotic bottom] * Mirror-copying selfcest; * An experimental story, probably not very long; * My collection has lots of selfcest variations. Come check them out if you like~ Another selfcest story in the same vein, coming soon: The Colonel's Mirror-Image Cross-Dressing Lover Colonel Chi had a dark past. As a boy living in the slums, he dressed as a woman and slipped through the glittering pleasure quarters, stealing from customers to make ends meet. Before nightfall, he would put on stockings and a wig, then paint his lips the color of blood. The scent of perfume on him was dizzying: cheap, intense, and captivating. He called his cross-dressed reflection Red. Years later, the interstellar war came to an end. Chi Ran had become Colonel Chi. At the victory banquet celebrating his triumphant return, he spotted a dancer in red at a glance and recognized her as the Red of years ago. With his devastatingly seductive looks, Red moved gracefully among the guests, making quite a haul. Until cold handcuffs snapped shut around Red's wrists. Colonel Chi looked at him with a chilling expression. “Miss, you're under arrest.” Red smiled and raised his hands, perfectly cooperative. “All right. Before you interrogate me, could I invite the colonel to finish this dance with me?” Chi Ran frowned. Red's low voice sounded by his ear. “Colonel Chi, do you still remember your Red?” Mirror-image, cross-dressing, utterly unhinged top x abstinent, ruthless colonel bottom My next story will be a Chinese-style cosmic horror, violent-action horror tale: Don't Teach the Rules of Horror How to Behave Su Lai was born without the nerves that let him feel fear, and had always been fascinated by the uncanny. To avoid being taken for a lunatic, he pretended to be a mentally stable ordinary person: working odd jobs, renting an apartment, getting into debt, and paying it off. Until one day, the uncanny arrived. Strange rules sprang up everywhere like mushrooms after rain, silently corrupting human society. [Dear citizens, to ensure your physical and mental safety, please read the Citizen Handbook carefully.] [1. No strangers will enter your home after midnight. If you happen to see an unfamiliar “guest” appear...] Su Lai: No problem. However it got in, that's how I'll throw it out. [2. No adults wearing red-and-white striped patient uniforms will appear in this city. If you happen to encounter one, immediately leave two hundred-yuan notes...] Su Lai: I'll help it take off the uniform, then wear it myself and charge it two hundred yuan. No cash? A bank transfer will do. [3. Always remember that you are human, and obey the rules.] Su Lai: Oh, I've decided to stop being human. [Citizens cannot choose their own roles.] Su Lai: I say I can, so I can. For example, I can be the rules' daddy. While other citizen players went mad or died, Su Lai rode around every day on a beat-up scooter in pink flip-flops, killing ghosts and slaying demons wherever he found them. He let his true nature run wild, and his mental state grew more and more beautiful. Su Lai soon broke every rule. The bullied ghosts and monsters, all in tears, filed complaints with the System. The System was frantic. To stop this citizen from bullying the rules and NPCs, it had no choice but to negotiate with Su Lai in person. [Dear citizen, the System has decided to promote you from ordinary citizen to Rule Boss.] Su Lai sneered. “You want me to work for free? Dream on.” [Social insurance and housing fund, annual leave, fifteen months' salary, flexible hours, flat management, and no overtime.] Su Lai: Let me wear flip-flops to work, and I'm in. Later on. The Main God asked the System, “Is the new boss doing a good job setting rules to scare the citizens?” System: [No. He's busy with something else.] Main God: “...Busy with what?” Su Lai: Busy teaching the rules how to behave. Violent aesthetics / frequently goes crazy / thinks he's an ordinary person / high combat ability and intelligence / mentally beautiful, handsome bottom x refined scum / pathological and obsessive / misunderstands ordinary people / thinks he's an S but is actually an M / mercurial mental state Main God top Theme: Love is a lighthouse, guiding those who've lost their way toward a brighter future.