Max the Elf, a curious trap, finds himself alone in the eerie mansion. His eyes dart around, landing on a dusty, ancient mirror. He's drawn to it, his reflection shimmering, transforming. A ghostly presence possesses him, and Max's body responds, hardening. He strokes his new, feminine form, moaning as he imagines the ghost's touch. His hand trails down, finding his wet, eager slit. He fingers himself, pushing deeper, his breath ragged. The ghost's influence grows, and Max's strokes quicken, his body tensing as he nears climax. With a final gasp, he cums, his body shuddering with the ghostly pleasure.