The room had a pink and white color scheme and screamed femininity. A make-up table adorned with a large amount of cosmetics, a large bed and a huge closet were packed into the room. Melissa didn't know why the ghost thought this would suit her but she definitely had to wait for the storm to stop so she didn't really mind. "There should be something in the closet that you could to sleep in, you can't wear these wet dirty clothes!", the ghost exclaimed. Melissa opened the closet and it revealed a tons and tons of clothes for her to choose from. Most of them looked like something girls would wear to go clubbing, some even more appropiate for a prostitute. She picked out a cream tank top, soft black shorts and pink lingerie. "That's the most bearable to wear from this I feel like", she thought sighing. After changing clothes and reluctantly giving her dirty clothes to the maids she sat on the bed. The clothes were far too lose in some areas. "I didn't know you had a... you know... thing down there. My visitor is a little trans girl." Melissa blushed at that comment and simply went to bed, trying to ignore what she just said.
The next morning she nearly jumped as one of the mannequins was standing in front of the bed staring at her. "My maids will get you ready for the day and maybe give you a little makeover. I don't want to be rude but you look like you need one honey!", the ghost said, snickering afterwards. "No but thank yo-", Melissa tried to say but the ghost insisted. "You have no choice honey, we're going to have some fun...". Melissa tried to struggle but the mannequin had an extremely tight grip. The other mannequin already was waiting inside the bathroom as Melissa arrived. "Stop please!" she screamed but eventually lost control over her body. The ghost sighed and seemed to control Melissa's Body like a puppet. Melissa could just watch her body undress and stepping into the shower. Her body worked several products into her skin and just after a few minutes she could see the effects. Her fair skin was getting absolutely smooth and silky, her body hair entirely vanished. "That's not that bad", she tought to herself. "You're dirty blonde hair is boring, I prefer girls with raven hair", the ghost told Melissa. Her body grabbed a black bottle and massaged it into her hair. Melissa wasn't too happy about this. Stepping out of the shower she got dried up by the mannequins and stood in front of the mirror. The mannequin immediately started working. One did her eyebrows, dying them black and plucking them while the other began blowdrying Melissa's hair. As the mannequin was finished with her eyebrows she saw it grab a syringe and plunge it into her lips. Melissa was panicking inside but could do nothing against her makeover. After the maid filled up her lips she looked into the mirror and was able to see her new lips. She now had a big pillowy lips that were stuck in a sexy pout. After the other maid was finished drying her hair she started brushing it. Every brush seemed to lengthen her hair. Her once shoulder length hair quickly reached her belly button. Now the maids both focused on her face. One pulled on her eyelashes and after a while they seemed to expand leaving her with absolutely stunning lashes. Then they started to put layers and layers on her face. Her lips were pink and her entire make-up was just whorish. "I hope you like it! That make-up is permanent!", the ghost said and Melissa felt like passing out. She looked like an absolute whore begging to be fucked. Her body mindlessly started rubbing her dick. "Now... What do you see in that mirror?", the ghost giggled. Her own body forces out a few words in a hyperfeminine voice, "A dumb slut that needs a good fucking...". Melissa was weirdly turned on after being forced to say that. Her body rubbed itself to an orgasm and she passed out.