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The Perfect Salon by: Jack Andrews jackandrewsis@hotmail.com
Billy had driven past the salon many times before on his way home from work and always noticed how amazingly attractive the stylists were. This, of course, was from his 15-second view while stopped at the light at the intersection.
Tonight was different. He was going to get a haircut at the salon. Not a big deal, but big enough for him. For some reason, he always had difficulty speaking to attractive women. And, um, his barber was out of town...
Billy parked the old clunker and walked into The Perfect Salon.
"Hi," said a striking brunette sitting near the cash register, "I'm Lisa." Her deep brown eyes sparkled as she spoke.
"H-H-Hi...I'm Billy."
"Nice to meet you, Billy. What can we do for you tonight?"
Billy could barely speak. This woman was a bonafide goddess. She had to be about 5'9" with deep brown hair and eyes. Her body was simply amazing - absolutely perfectly proportioned. Although Billy had a difficult time talking to women, he definitely looked at them a lot (in an adoring way, of course) and pretty much knew Lisa's measurements.
"I need to get a haircut."
He looked at Lisa again and noticed she was wearing a similar dress to the other two stylists, a light floral pattern that was feminine, but not "girly." It hugged her many curves in all of the right places and gently scooped the very top of her cleavage. He noticed a pendant hanging from a necklace just above her breasts; it actually drew his eyes into her covered cleavage.
"We've got a lot of options for you...Wash, cut and blow dry or just wash and cut. They are all pretty reasonably priced."
Billy's eyes were again drawn to the pendant. He began to speak and then realized where he was looking. "I...I...," he looked into her eyes, "...just need a haircut. Wash and cut is fine."
He could have sworn the pendant glowed for a split second, but c'mon, a glowing pendant?
"That's great, " Lisa smiled, "C'mon in the back and we'll get you set up." Lisa shot knowing smile over to Maribeth."
Billy followed Lisa into the sinks area while his eyes were glued to the rear of her perfect form. He realized each sink was essentially in a separate, enclosed cube.
"Why so much privacy for washing hair?"
"A lot of our clients enjoy it and we don't want them to be conscious of others. It makes for a more enjoyable experience. Sit down and get comfortable." She pulled the door to the cube closed.
"You don't mind if I take this off, do you? I wouldn't want it to get wet." As she undid several buttons on the dress, she stepped out of it to reveal a turquoise spandex sports bra with matching bike shorts. She was even more beautiful - from head to toe and everywhere in between - than Billy realized.
Yeah, like Billy could even speak at that moment.
Billy sat in the chair and Lisa pressed a hidden button under the sink. Billy commented to himself just how comfortable it was. Granted, Billy was a barber guy, but he had had, on occasion, his hair washed in a salon's sink. The chair felt like was molding to his body.
"Comfy?" she asked, brown eyes sparkling.
"Yeah, wow...what a comfortable chair."
Lisa smiled and said, "We've got a special today for 'The Works,' no extra charge. That alright?"
"Sure." He'd thought to himself that he'd agree with anything she'd say if he could just see those eyes light up.
She leaned over him to ostensibly grab a towel, when her pendant caught Billy's eyes again. He had been right, it did glow. This time it glowed and Billy could not look away from it. He didn't really mind since he thought he was staring directly at her spandex-encased breasts. He didn't even realize he couldn't look away. The pendant began to pulse from light to dark.
"That's right Billy. Keep staring...it feels so good." Mixed in with the building pleasure, for a moment, Billy felt...confused. She swung around and actually straddled him so his eyes would be fixed on the pendant. Lisa put on some heavy-duty gloves and poured a liquid into them. Billy didn't know of much except the pendant and the pulsing.
Lisa began massaging the liquid into Billy's hair. She was smiling a very large, very attractive smile. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't look at it.
Billy realized something warm and wonderful was just placed on his head. He then realized that Lisa was sitting on top of him. In an uncharacteristic show of courage, he went to reach up and touch her. As his arms began to lift up, something in the chair gently grabbed them and fastened them to the chair. He felt his ankles secured at the same time. It was at this brief lucid moment, a voice in Billy's head said to get out of there.
Billy was too caught up in the moment to hear.
Lisa began increasing the massage of his hair and added yet another liquid. It felt wonderful to Billy, almost as if she was massaging his whole body by simply massaging his hair. His attention was completely focused on the pulsation of the pendant when he heard Lisa speak.
"Keep watching and feeling Billy. You are mine now. I know you don't mind."
She stopped with his hair and leaned down, as if to kiss him. The pendant glowed as brightly as it had in the several minutes since this began. Lisa placed her hand in front of it to shift Billy's gaze momentarily to her eyes. She always loved this part.
Lisa locked eyes with Billy. He was too far gone between the pendant and the liquids to do anything about anything, not to mention he was secured to the chair. She pulled out what looked like a standard issue spray bottle found in any salon and sprayed it all over Billy. He floated down just to the point of being control when Lisa, still staring directly at him (it seemed more like directly into his soul), said with a smile and a seriously mischievous sparkle, "This will feel better than anything you've ever experienced and remember, you are mine."
That was the moment she was waiting for. Billy looked back at her and on his face was, at the same time, a look of sheer terror and sheer bliss. He felt a draft and realized he was now completely naked. He didn't have a clue what was going on and he was more scared, more excited, more turned on than ever before AND more attracted to Lisa than to anyone he'd ever been attracted to. Lisa continued leaning down and instead of kissing him, she pushed the pulsing pendant in his surprised mouth while never breaking eye contact with him.
Lisa was now lying on top of him completely. The pendant seems to melt in his mouth and he felt very strange. The terror had faded and now it was simply weird. Lisa was beautiful, he knew that, but now he seemed to feel it. He could feel...everything.
Lisa smiled and held him closer. At that instant, Billy felt like he was melting. And at the same time, getting bigger. He didn't understand what was happening, but since it felt so good and Lisa was so beautiful, he really didn't care. Or have the cognitive ability to think about caring...
"You are all mine," she whispered, "Feel."
At that moment, Billy began to feel. Everything. He couldn't move at all and he couldn't speak...he could barely move his eyes around, but, he felt his entire body in minute detail. And there was a problem.
Everything seemed to tense up while it was melting. Billy didn't understand, but it still felt wonderful. Lisa seemed to press closer to him, all the while staring directly into his eyes. And smiling that amazingly hypnotic smile.
He felt his ass increase itself...it got more padding and it widened. His hips continued to move out while this was happening. Lisa placed her hands on his head and he instantly felt his hair growing out of his head in a very erotic manner. Billy's thighs changed and rearranged their muscle while his calves got firmer and his feet reduced their size. He could feel the pendant flowing through his entire body, but since it all felt so wonderful, he didn't care.
Lisa put her hands on his face and lightly ran them down from his forehead to his chin. It was getting difficult for Billy to specifically feel each area of his body that was changing; the euphoria was becoming too great. His face felt like it had become clay and Lisa's hands were molding it. His waist began to slowly and erotically draw in on itself, like a camera bag being closed. He felt his breathing get a little shorter and briefly realized the only hair left on his body was on top of his head. Billy felt as if he was in the midst of an extremely prolonged, full-body orgasm, times two. His waist continued to get smaller while his stomach permanently sucked itself in. He felt a shifting of his pelvis and his skin felt like it was just bathed in perpetual body lotion.
There was what could only be described as a lull when Lisa pulled herself up, and then kissed him full on the lips. It was like a full set of fireworks had exploded (in a very good way) within Billy. He'd never felt anything or imagined anything could feel this good. Within Lisa's kiss and the prolongasm(!), he noticed a brief bit of lucidity. His crotch seemed to explode in a fire of pleasure. He could very clearly feel his cock and each of his balls and the amazing sensations each of them were producing. Lisa kissed him more aggressively now. He could only receive.
With the heightened kiss, his chest began to twitch (his torso seemed to get smaller) and another wave of pleasure crashed upon him. He felt his cock get pulled slowly up inside of himself, as if someone was pulling a string behind his back. The pleasure increased and each of his balls seemed to have a great pressure building up on the outsides of them, as if someone was starting to push them inside. It mirrored the pressure he felt on his chest. The string kept pulling at his cock even after he couldn't feel it outside of himself anymore. He felt the surrounding skin get drawn in upon itself and, at the moment, he felt Lisa's finger inside of her.
Just then, Lisa stopped kissing her and she felt like she was choking for the smallest of seconds. Lisa put her hands under her chin and caught something. She climbed off of her and did something to rotate the chair so that Billy was now in a vertically sitting position.
She stepped back to her and kissed her again. Billy felt her balls instantaneously melt and simultaneously shoot up through his body. Her chest began to expand at that very moment. Lisa placed her hands on her nipples and began to tease them. Just when Billy thought the pleasure was unbelievable, she reached another level. She could feel her chest getting larger directly behind her nipples. Her nipples then broke free and she could feel each surrounding breast begin to take on weight and pull out from her torso. Whatever Lisa was doing, she didn't want her to stop. She felt her breasts get heavier and heavier while pulling more and more on her chest.
Another wave of pleasure, centered directly in her breasts and Billy thought she'd found heaven. The weighting and pulling continued, while the rest of her body finalized their adjustments. Her flat stomach and rounded hips and ass. Her new pussy. Her ultra soft skin and long, soft hair.
Lisa stopped manipulating her breasts and they stopped their erotic move forward. If Billy was looking at herself, she'd know they were gravity defying and with her smaller torso, would belong in a 34C bra.
The pleasure began to fade away and Lisa reached for something in a previously unseen cabinet over the sink area. Billie was still bound to the chair.
Lisa placed a necklace over Billie's head. Suspended from it was the pendant that came out of Billy's mouth.
Billy began to speak when he felt Lisa inside her head. Billy felt mentally yanked out of where ever he was and somehow locked somewhere where he had no control of Billie's body.
"That's right. Billie is going to obey me and you are going to watch, feel and be unable to affect anything." The full brunt of what just had happened hit Billy head on and he screamed a silent scream while Billie was released from the chair.
"That was wonderful Lisa, thank you so much. I feel incredible," Billie said.
There was a full-length mirror in front of the women and Billie took in her body. "I look...perfect."
Lisa smiled a large smile and said, "We're not called The Perfect Salon for nothing." She cupped Billie's breasts and kissed her.
Billy felt 'his' breasts get cupped and Lisa's tongue inside her mouth - and he silently screamed in an undeterminable mix of terror and ecstasy.
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