The ladder leads you to a attic with two dusty windows and a slanting wall on your right side.
The room looks like the studio of an artist, full of easels and tubes of paint.
At first you think that there is noone in the room, but then you hear an odd voice with an french dialect.
"Oh, a new model. Take a seat and we can begin."
You turn around and see a twenty year old man behind a easel holding a brush in his hand. You don't know why, but something looks strange. Perhaps it is his eyes who were completely white.
"Oh, sorry. I'm not here for painting, but who are you and why are you here?", you asks polite.
"I am the great Vincent van Geigh. Greatest painter of the world, born 1824 - died 1848. I here as an ghost and bound to this mansion by an greater power. Now let us start with the painting."
The whole thing becomes a bit too scary for you and you try to go back to the ladder, but you can't move. When you look down you see taht your feet have fused with the floor.
"Please don't run away. Actually I have an great inspirancy for my next painting."
With this words the ghost turns around the easel and shows you the painting. It is a picture of you in the attic, exactly like you are now, but in the picture your feet are fused with the floor.
You realize that everything what Vincent paints on his picture becomes real.
"At first the face!"
Yous see how Vincent begins to paint and suddenly you see the result. There is no pain or strange feeling by the transformation.
Suddenly your face is very feminine, with full lips a small nose, long eyelashes and silky mass of blond hair which reaches down to your shoulders.
Then Vincent paints your body. Suddenly you has D-cup breasts and female proportions, like a slim waist and curvacous hips. Also you wear now an old fashioned red party dress which reaches down to your ankles. It is sleeveless and its cleavage shows a lot from you.
At next your legs become shorter and you wear black high heels. Then a lot of make-up appear in your face and suzddenly you hold a cocktail in your hand.
"Only one last thing and we are ready."
Suddenly the whole room vanishes and you, Vincent and the easel are in a huge hall with lots of people around. It looks like a party of a higher class because you see a lot of man in smokings and women in dresses, but nobody notices you or the ghost. You look on the easel and see a beautiful woman in a red dress on party.
"I call my masterpiece: Woman in red dress.", says Vincent and looks at the scene.
"I feel that this will be a good day. I think you shall be the model of another painting from which I called..."