Suzy had seen herself in the mirror many times before. She knew every line, every curve, every dimple, pore, and hair. She always knew what to expect when she saw herself in the mirror.

She didn't know what to expect, however, when she saw herself sitting on her bathroom sink. Not "herself" herself. Rather, someone who looked exactly like her sitting right there in her bathroom.

"What the fuck?" Suzy said. "Who the hell are you?"

The other her grinned at her and giggled. "Who do I look like?"

It was then that Suzy realized she was still naked and wet from her shower. She immediately grabbed her towel and wrapped herself in it. "You look like a trespasser. I'm calling the police." Suzy stormed out of the bathroom and into her bedroom, reaching for her cell.

"Freeze right there," she heard behind her. Suddenly, Suzy felt like she couldn't move her arm. She couldn't move anything, actually.

"Suzy, Suzy, Suzy," she heard the other her say. She saw the other her move around her and onto her bed. The other Suzy sits on the bed and looks up at Suzy. "What happened to you, lady? You used to be a lot of fun. Now you're a fuddy duddy."

Suzy stared at the thing on her bed, confused and scared out of her mind. What the fuck was going on? Why couldn't she move? Who the hell WAS this?

The other Suzy grinned. "I'll answer all those things in order. First, I'm controlling you. I can control your body and I told you to freeze. And I'm your Id, the thing in your head that only wants sex, food, and instant gratification."

Her Id? That's crazy. Id's don't just take on a life of their own.

The Id scoffed. "They do when their owner is as boring as you are now. Look at yourself, Suzy. You're a boring old business woman. No man in your life. OR woman. No close friends to hang out with. You don't even have anything unhealthy in your house. All you have to look forward to in life are the new Lifetime Movies of the Week and the occasional "cheat day chocolate bar." Well I say enough is enough. We're having fun and we're having fun now. I'm in charge now. And I say dry yourself off and let's see what we're wearing today."

Suzy automatically unwrapped her towel and got to work drying herself off. It almost felt robotic to her, but no matter how much she tried to stop, her arms kept drying her off. This all had to be a dream. This was some hallucination brought on by stress or something.

The Id laughed. "Believe what you want to believe, honey. I don't care as long as you do what I say. And, to be honest, you don't have a choice in the matter."

As soon as Suzy was finished, she threw her towel on a nearby chair. Maybe if she could move on her own, she could attack this "Id" thing or whatever it was.

"You know," the Id said. "That sounds funny enough to try. Okay. You have free range."

Suzy stumbled a bit as she regained control of her body. She looked down at herself and patted at self to make sure she could move. Then, she looked up at the Id and wound up for a punch. She threw it right at the Id's chin... and passed right through it, falling through the air. She landed on her bed with a soft thump, her ass in the air.

"There, you see? You can't touch me..." The Id smirks. "But I can touch you. Or, at least, I can make you think I am." The Id smacks Suzy's ass really hard. Suzy yelps and jumps. She looks back and rubs her ass, trying to rub the pain out.

"There. Proof. Now, stop stalling. We have years of lost fun to make up. Let's get dressed." Suzy's body stands up and walks over to her closet.