Reflecting On My Life (Ea)(Com)

A commission for WildCirno

Almost all her life, Aniyah had people telling her she was stunning and that she had a perfect body and look for modeling, and a couple years ago, an agent convinced her to sign a contract and start modeling clothes for a big fashion line.

In the years that followed, Aniyah became a very famous model and made tons of money. For most, to have decent wealth, good health and good looks would be amazing, but honestly, Aniyah found herself quite unhappy with the whole thing.

She had never been super comfortable with her body before modeling, but once they had her wearing tight dresses, styling her hair and making her wear a ton of makeup, she came to realize how much she hated being a woman.

Yet there wasn’t much she could do; she was still under a contract for the next ten years, and coming out as a trans man would surely breach that contract, and they’d sue her for a ton of money, which sounded like a pain.

Not to mention all the pressure and mean things people will say about her, especially when it comes to her looks and body. Every time she’s thought about retiring from modeling, people tell her how much of a waste it would be to not use her looks and body like this.

So she can only imagine how they’ll take it if she says she wants to be a man. So she just continued to go through the motions, figuring sooner or later she’d get out of modeling and find somewhere secluded to live.

After finishing the latest runway show, she heads into the changing room and sits down in front of the mirror as she starts removing makeup and letting her hair down. As she did, and only because she was alone, she vented her frustration with everything to her reflection.

After a bit, Aniyah finishes up, saying she wished someone else could do this instead of her. She then let out a deep sigh but then nearly fell out of her chair when a voice that sounded just like hers said they’d do it.

Aniyah looked around the room but like she had thought, she was alone. Aniyah held her head and asked if she was going crazy, but once again her own voice answered her and told her she wasn’t crazy, just that she was looking in the wrong place.

Aniyah, knowing she was actually hearing this, looked around until she stared into the mirror. She then saw her reflection moving around in it on her own. Aniyah looked shocked and asked her how she was doing all that.

The Mirror Aniyah shrugged, saying she had no idea, but all she knew was that she was suddenly conscious and supposed to grant Aniyah’s wish. The Mirror Aniyah then pushed her hand through the mirror.

Aniyah jumped up and looked even more shocked. Her reflection was pulling itself out of the mirror. Aniyah watched for a moment before realizing that if she were actually here, it would be amazing for her, so Aniyah grabbed Mirror Aniyah’s hand and helped her through.

Mirror Aniyah thanked Aniyah, then said now that she was here, Aniyah was going to have to change so that there wouldn't be two of them. Aniyah nodded and said she’d take off the dress right away, but Mirror Aniyah stopped her.

She shook her head and told Aniyah that she was already wearing the same dress, so that wasn’t the issue. No, the issue was how Aniyah looked. Mirror Aniyah took her finger and poked Aniyah's right breast.

As soon as her finger was lifted, Aniyah’s right breast started to shrink until it was flat. Aniyah tilted her head and was confused, but didn’t stop Mirror Aniyah from doing the same to the other. Once both were gone, Aniyah was left with a flat chest, which barely held up the dress she was wearing.

Aniyah felt her heart flutter; she felt good, like a weight was lifted from her chest, and not just in the literal sense. Mirror Aniyah looked at Aniyah and said there was more she was supposed to change. She then took her hands and put them on Aniyah’s waist.

After that she began to pull, taking Aniyah’s thin waist, which was curved inward and pulling it out until her waist and upper torso were completely straight. Mirror Aniyah smiled and said that was better, then looked up at Aniyah’s face.

She took one of her hands and placed it on top of Aniyah’s head and the other on her face. Mirror Aniyah then started ruffling Aniyah’s hair around for a minute before removing both of her hands to watch the changes.

Aniyah’s hair didn’t change length, but it did go from a straight, wavy, feminine cut to a messy, unkempt, male cut. Her face also got slightly bigger, with her eyebrows growing thicker and her eyelashes getting slightly thinner.

Once it felt like she stopped changing, Aniyah looked in the mirror, and a huge smile appeared on her face. She looked like a nerdy guy now and nothing like her old female self, which was very obvious since a copy of herself was standing next to her.

Aniyah pinched her cheeks and messed with her hair, all while Mirror Aniyah watched delightedly. After a few minutes, Mirror Aniyah asked Aniyah if she wanted to finish it off, or if she’d rather she could reverse all of Aniyah’s changes so far.

Aniyah looked at the mirror and looked confused. She asked what was left. Mirror Aniyah smiled and looked down at Aniyah’s crotch region. Aniyah’s whole expression changed to the most excited she’d ever been.

She then asked Mirror Aniyah if she could truly change that. Mirror Aniyah nodded and said once she did, the magic that created her and allowed her to change Aniyah would be complete and a new version of reality would be set in stone.

She was then going to ask Aniyah to be sure she wanted it, but Aniyah had run up to her and grabbed her hands and begged her to do it. Mirror Aniyah smiled and said it would be her pleasure. She then snapped her fingers.

As they held hands, Aniyah felt something expanding down in his underwear, one that was uncomfortable due to the lack of space that comes from women's underwear. Once it was done growing, Mirror Aniyah said the changes were complete, and now they were officially siblings.

She then said that from now on, she’d be using the name Aniyah, so to avoid confusion, the original Aniyah was now called Azaiah. Azaiah looked at himself in the mirror again, then looked back at Aniyah and said the name and body were perfect.

Aniyah laughed and said she was glad to hear it. She then looked down at Azaiah and said now that he was a guy, he should probably get out of that dress, unless of course he’s the type of guy who likes wearing feminine clothes.

Azaiah let out an awkward laugh and said while he definitely looked cute in the dress, it wasn't for him. He wanted to wear a normal t-shirt and a basic pair of pants and for the first time in his life, not care what he looked like.

Aniyah laughed some more and left him alone for a minute so he could change and truly check himself out. Azaiah tore the dress off of himself and tossed it in the closet. He then stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself.

He wasn’t exactly the tallest guy, or anywhere close to buff, but he was a guy, which was the best thing to ever happen to him. Azaiah grabbed some random clothes and got dressed, then let his sister back into the changing room.

Aniyah smiled at Azaiah and told him he looked good, then she went and sat down to continue getting out of the outfit they had just been modeling. Azaiah leaned against a wall and started chatting to his new sister.

The first thing Azaiah asked her was if she was okay with this. If she were truly a copy of who he was, then she’d hate being a guy as well. Aniyah shook her head and said she didn’t have those feelings, and she actually loved the idea of wearing dresses and being a model.

Azaiah smiled; knowing she wouldn't be miserable in his place was good to know. He then looked around the room and asked Aniyah what he was supposed to do now. This wasn’t exactly his job, which means he wasn’t making money anymore.

Aniyah turned towards him and told him not to worry. Reality changed when she was created, so now they’ve always been twins, which meant when Aniyah was being pressured into becoming a model, Azaiah stepped in to make sure she didn’t get screwed.

That led to him becoming her manager and helping her out with the things she needed and making sure she not only gets treated well but also gets a fair deal on all the contracts she signs. So he works as her manager now and gets paid from her contracts.

Azaiah smiled and said that sounded nice; he didn’t mind that one bit. He got to be a guy, still had a job, and he wasn’t abandoning his sister to the job and life he hated even though she likes it. Aniyah smiled and said she was glad he was sticking around.

Azaiah smiled back and said he was too, just as long as it doesn’t require him to wear any more dresses. They both laugh and Azaiah leaves the changing room so Aniyah can get into some regular clothes so they can go home.

As Azaiah enters the hallway and closes the door behind him, he finds himself beyond excited about this new life. He still had no idea how this was possible, but there was no point in questioning. He just hoped that whatever force was behind this knew how grateful he was for this new life.