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"Permanent Revenge" by HairDaddy It was about 7:30 Sunday night as Ken sat at the kitchen table, his hair tightly rolled in pin curls secured with a pink hairnet wearing a new pair of pink panties. He was so embarrassed, humiliated with tears bubbling up in the corners of his eyes. He had just been put through the paces by his wife Helen. His hair had been set in a very curly feminine style and all of his masculine body hair had once again been removed. In a few minutes she would call him upstairs to give her a bath. "How did this happen to me", Ken kept repeating, "How did I allow myself to become such a sissy"? He was trapped and couldn't see anyway out. He was turning the pages of the newspaper not really seeing anything when suddenly his eye caught something. He thought he must have imagined it but he went back and began scanning the articles. There it was on page 24 of the local Nashua newspaper. Just a small article titled, "Sissy Boys Freed From Bondage". He quickly read about the four local men ages 24 to 38 who had been forced into sissy boy bondage by their mothers or wives. For years they were made to be totally subservient and humiliated being treated like girls. The story went on to say that with the help of a local man, Jon Williams, they were freed from their slavery. Ken quickly tore the article out and threw the paper in the trash. The next day Ken scoured the Nashua phone book looking for Jon Williams. There it was, a number on Dublin Avenue. It was about 4:30 when I answered Ken's call. He asked if I was the person in yesterday's paper and I told him I was. I had received several prank calls since the article appeared but there was something in Ken's voice that told me something was wrong. He asked if we could meet and told me he needed my help. I suggested we meet on Wednesday around 4:00 at a local coffee shop. I arrived a little early and took a seat in the back booth with a view of the front door. About 10 minutes later I was having coffee when a slender good looking guy walked in with tight curly blond hair. I had a feeling this was Ken and waved to him. He came back to the booth, we introduced ourselves and I asked him to have a seat. We started talking about general pleasantries when I zeroed in and point blank asked him what the problem was. Before I could say another word, Ken had tears in his eyes and was trying desperately to hold back the bottled up emotions. I ordered him a coffee and told him to take a deep breath. "Ken, I'm your friend, you can tell me anything because I'll understand." I suggested he start at the beginning and tell me everything. He began telling me the story. "About six months ago my wife went to the beauty parlor and there was a guy there getting his hair permed. His wife had taken him as part of a punishment. She told everyone in the shop that he was a sissy boy and she kept him in panties, bras, dress and curls and that he finally knew his place in life. Soon after that my wife saw an ad for the WINDBAG club. Have you ever heard of it"? I told Ken I had. "She talked to some other women and then one Friday night this guy named Jack shows up." Again Ken begins to cry and choke up. I decided we should get out of there and go for a walk. I paid the check and we left by the side door. We continued to walk as Ken told me the rest of the story. Jack and Helen had transformed Ken into a total submissive sissy boy. That very first night Jack gave Ken a home permanent and turned his pretty straight blond hair into a mass of kinky curly curls while Helen painted his finger and toe nails bright pink. He was shaved from the neck down and then he was forced to do thing with Jack he never new possible. He watched as Jack and Helen had sex. Then they forced Ken to suck Jack's cock while Helen whipped his bare butt. "Finally" Ken said, "Jack turned me into a woman." There was along pause then Ken mumbled, "He fucked me up the ass. I still can't believe it's happening. He's fucked me with a dildo, a butt plug and his own penis. My ass is so stretched that now it doesn't even hurt anymore." I asked Ken how often this happens. He told me Jack comes over about one weekend a month and stays the whole weekend. Helen takes over the rest of the time keeping him in curlers, dresses and totally submissive. The only time he is allowed to wear men's clothes is when he goes to work or a public event. The rest of the time he is kept in woman's attire. "That first night Jack threw away all my underpants and t-shirts and replaced them with panties and bras". He also told me that Jack gives him a fresh home permanent about every 8 to 10 weeks. "As a matter of fact Jack was suppose to come over this weekend and give me another perm. With Columbus Day on Monday, I'd be in curlers all three days. But, I got a reprieve. Helen has to go to her sister's this weekend. She's leaving Thursday after work and won't be back until Tuesday afternoon. She told me to call Jack and cancel for the weekend and she would reschedule with him." I thought quickly and then asked Ken if he'd made that call yet to Jack. He said no he forgot to. I pondered things over in my mind and continued to ask Ken questions about Jack. Finally I told Ken to call Jack. I wanted him to show up on Friday. Ken began to tremble and stutter but I immediately calmed his fears. "Ken you won't be alone this weekend. I'll be there with you and maybe we both can teach Jack a lesson he'll never forget. "Now here's what I want you to do after Helen leaves..." I arrived at Ken's house over on Durham Street about 4:00 Friday afternoon with an overnight bag and a box of things we would need to teach Jack a lesson. Ken was waiting for me with an anxious grin but I could tell his body was still tense. He had followed my directions to the letter. He was standing there sporting a 1/4 buzz haircut and wearing a pair of brand new boys jockey shorts. He told me he went to the barber shop that morning and had his kinky curly blond curls shaved off. He was already beginning to feel like a man again. He showed me around the house and I placed my things where I wanted them. At 4:30 the doorbell rang. I told Ken to answer the door and take five steps back. I was standing behind the door. Ken followed the directions answering the door and Jack walked into the house. He took one look at Ken and blew up. "What the hell is going on here. What did you do to your fucking hair pansy, you're really gonna be punished for this. And I told you to get rid of all your underpants. Now get those off right now." I came up behind Jack, grabbed him by the hair while twisting his arm behind him. I whispered into his ear "right house you fucking prick but wrong sissy boy". He tried to turn and look at me, but I jerked his head forward. "Tonight, you're in for a real treat asshole. You're gonna find out what being a sissy boy is all about." Ken stepped up behind us and snapped the handcuffs around Jack's wrists as I took his car keys. I told Ken to strip this pansy of all his clothes right there at the front door. Jack began to cuss and swear. I told him I'd tape his mouth shout if I had to so he better do as I instructed. Ken removed all Jack's clothes and actually took a pair of scissors and cut his underpants off him. Ken told Jack he wouldn't be needing these anymore. He took a new pair of ruffled panties and told Jack this would be his new look from now on. Ken helped Jack into the panties as I led him to the kitchen. I decided we had three days to teach this bully a lesson and we should take our time and let the suspense build. Jack immediately noticed that kitchen was set up like a beauty parlor. Piles of curlers, perm rods, Toni spin curlers, rollers, clips, bobbi-pins, hairnets in all colors, towels, cotton, setting lotions, shampoos and there in the middle of the room was an old fashioned professional bullet shaped hair dryer like the kind they use in a beauty parlor. Then he saw the make up tray with lipsticks blush, rouge, nail polish in a variety of colors. I then took Jack over to the sink and began washing his medium length brown hair. I was really rough digging my nails into his scalp and working the shampoo into a head full of lather. As he was still bent over the sink, I told Ken we needed to do an inspection. I pulled Jack's panties down around his ankles as Ken and I began to inspect his body. Ken said the back and chest would need shaved and under his arms. I ran my hand over his buns and then roughly pulled his cheeks apart revealing his crack and butt hole. "We've got a lot of work to do on his pussy hole. Looks like he's gonna need a total hair removal from the neck down." Jack began to lift his head from the sink to protest but I shoved him back down and slapped his bare ass with the paddle. A few minutes later I rinsed Jack's hair, wrapped his head in a towel and led him to the chair where he would be spending most of the weekend. With his hands still cuffed behind his back I gave Jack a little idea of what he could expect for the next three days. "We'll start you out today with a tight pin curl set. I'll use lots of dippity doo and clip the pin curls with short bobbi pins. You'll sit under the the dryer for a while the control set to the hottest setting. Tonight, you'll be stripped of all masculine hair from the neck down until your body is perfectly smooth. Tomorrow morning, with the pin curls still in, we'll make a trip to the drug store so you can pick out and pay for the home perm kit I'll be using on you. Jack began to panic. "No you can't do this to me, please don't make me go out looking like this. Please, I'll do what ever you say, but not in public, Please." Jack pleaded for me to change my mind but I just stood there and laughed. "You permed Ken's hair until he looked like a French poodle. You removed all his body hair and then he not only had to go out in public, he had to live that way for six months so why don't we leave the decision to Ken." "What do you say Ken, should he have to go to the store with his hair set in pin curls and buy his own home permanent?" Ken thought for a moment and then responded, "Oh absolutely and I think he should have to buy some panties and maybe a dress while we're out too." Jack begged Ken not to do this to him but Ken quickly reminded Jack how many times he begged him not to have to get a permanent. Finally I finished setting Jack's hair in pencil size pin curls pinned down with little short bobbi pins. The bobbi pins were tight and sticking into Jack's scalp. He again pleaded with me to loosen the pins but I continued going around his head pushing the pins in tighter. When I was finally satisfied that there were no stray ends, I covered his set with a pink hairnet and wheeled over the big bullet shaped hair dryer. I covered his ears with cotton knowing the old fashioned dryer would really get hot. I lowered the hood over Jack's head and flicked the switch on High. Quickly hot air began pouring out and beads of perspiration were forming on Jack's forehead. I laughed at the thought of what was about to happen to Jack. As he sat under the dryer I instructed Ken to begin painting the sissy's toe nails. Ken chose a pretty shade of pink polish and then lifted Jack's foot into his lap. He secured the little foam wedges between each of Jack's toes and slowly painted each toe nail. Jack was really beginning to suffer now. The dryer was so hot that the sweat was dripping from his forehead. He begged me to turn it down but I told him oh no we had to be sure his hair was completely dry even if that meant his hair was a little burned. "Of course if you hair gets too burned, well you can imagine how your permanent will turn out tomorrow." After an hour under the hot dryer I finally gave Jack a break. We had to released the handcuffs one wrist at a time so Ken could paint his finger nails with the same polish. Jack was taken upstairs to the bathroom for the next step in his weekend of beauty. I filled the enema bag with warm soapy water as Jack's eyes began to fill with tear. He told me he hadn't had an enema since he was a kid and that his mother use to give them to him regularly. I laughed and told him that his pussy hole must be really dirty and would need an extra special cleaning tonight. I then released one wrist cuff and reattached it over the shower curtain bar.With that I shoved the probe of the enema hose up into Jack's butt hole and released the cleansing water. I told Ken he would need to add 2 fleet enemas to our list of things to buy tomorrow. "We want to make sure the sissy boy's pussy hole is squeaky clean for the big event tomorrow." Jack let out a scream as the water began dripping from his ass. I removed the probe but made him stand there. "Don't you dare spill any water or I'll whip your ass right now." Jack began to whimper and beg me to let me sit on the potty. "Please sir Please, please let me go." He was starting to break but I couldn't be sure yet. I finally let him sit on the toilet as he voided the water from his rectum. While he sat there, Ken began to finger his pin curls pushing the pins into his scalp through the hairnet. I wiped Jack's ass with toilet paper and again inserted the probe. It took five times before I was satisfied that his ass was squeaky clean. Jack began to complain that his butt hole was sore. I told him that was nothing, wait until tomorrow night. I had told Ken in advance that nothing was to happen to Jack the first night but after the permanent, Ken could do what ever he wanted. Jack's hands were still cuffed over the shower bar as I reached into my gym bag. I pulled a pair of professional Oster clippers with a #00000 blade attached. I told Jack when I got through with him the only thing masculine about him would be the cock and balls hanging between his legs and if I could remove those I would. I turned on the clippers and began "shaving" away the masculine hair between his legs. He tried to back away from me so I whacked his ass with the paddle and told him if he didn't keep still I just might be tempted to shave every blade of hair from his body including his eyebrows and lashes and then use the hair remover cream. "You'll look like a geek if I half to remove all your hair sissy boy." A few strokes of the clippers and his bush was gone. I reached up and used the clippers under his arms and shaved them smooth. I also ran them over his buns and the crack of his ass. I turned the clippers off and caressed my hands over his body. I reached into my bag again and took out three tubes of Nair hair remover cream. I gave Ken a tube and we both started applying the Nair to Jack's body from the neck down. I took special care to load his butt crack and hole with the hair remover cream. The directions said to leave the cream on for ten minutes. Fifteen minutes later I released Jack from the cuffs and ordered him into the tub which I had filled with a hot bubble bath. The hair began melting away from Jack's body. I put a plastic shower cap over his pin curls so they wouldn't get wet, took a lufa sponge and started scrubbing the remaining hair from his body. In a matter of minutes, Jack was as smooth as the day he was born. I made him turn over on his hands and knees and removed the hair from his butt crack and clean pussy hole. I soaped up my finger and gently shoved it up inside his virgin pussy. He tightly clamped my finger and begged me to stop. Jack began to cry as he told me he'd never been fucked up the ass before. I laughed and told him "when I get through with you pussy, you'll be begging for it." Again he pleaded with me to stop but I told him there was no escape and he better just lay back and relax. I helped him from the tub and dried and oiled his smooth body. I made Jack put on a thong bikini and a nightie and we climbed into bed. We all slept in the same bed that night with Jack cuffed to Ken. The next morning after breakfast I placed a shower cap over Jack's pin curls and we all showered together. I soaped up his body and slipped my finger in and out of Jack's butt. He just hung his head in shame. We got dressed and as we were walking out the front door Jack again begged me not to take him out with curlers in his hair. Ken and I both laughed and told him how cute he looked with his pink hairnet on but how much prettier he was gonna look after his home permanent. First stop, the Sears store over on Daniel Webster Highway, and the woman's underwear department. I made Jack go through the racks and pick out five pairs of panties in different colors all with ruffles. The sales girl kept starring at his pin curl set as he paid for the panties. Jack was mortified. All those boys he had turned into sissys and now it was his turn. Next stop, little girl party dresses. I told the sales girl we had a sissy boy here and would need a little girl party dress. She took us over to the 'chubby' girls department and picked out several in an XXXL girls size. I made Jack go into the dressing room and actually try them on. When he began to protest, I told Ken go with him. It would be Ken's choice as to which dress Jack bought. Ken chose the pink frilly one with ribbons and bows. The sales girl also picked out several petticoats and ruffled ankle socks. Perfect, I then made Jack pay for the purchases with his own Visa card. Final stop, the drug store on the main street of town. We headed right to the hair care aisle and heads once again turned starring at Jack's netted pin curl set. I started picking up several permanents reading the boxes aloud. Then I noticed Jack starring at one box in particular. The blue box Ogilvie for hard to wave hair. I picked up the Ogilvie perm kit and saw Jack cringe. "I guess this is the one" I again made him take it to the counter and pay for it. As we stood in line I said to Ken, "this one ought to really make his hair curly." The checkout girl turned to Jack and said "oh yes, my sister got an Oglivie last week and it really turned out curly. Be careful you don't leave it on too long or you'll have a mass of kinky curly perm curl like she has." Jack just hung his head in shame as I thanked the girl for her advice. We grabbed some sandwiches and arrived home about 11:00. Ken started fixing lunch and I unpacked the bags and placed the Ogilvie home permanent kit on the table in front of Jack. I began removing Jack's pin curls and was surprised at how well his hair held the set. His head was a mass of tight springy coils, a real sissy boy look. Jack kept starring at the Permanent kit knowing what was about to happen. Finally he asked, "How curly are you gonna make my permanent?" I asked him how many permanents he gave Ken over the past six months and he told me three. I asked if he gave Ken body waves or if he gave him curly perms. Jack hung his head down and responded in a hush voice "curly perms". "Well pansy, you remember what that sales girl said about her sister's perm being so curly? That's nothing compared to what I'm gonna do to you." Ken and I both burst into laughter as we ate our lunch. I asked Ken to be my beauty assistant when I give the sissy his permanent. Ken gladly accepted. I also decided that the name Jack just wouldn't do for a curly headed sissy boy. We tossed around a couple names before I came up with the perfect one. From now on you fuck head bully, your name will be Priscilla. My plan was working, Jack was beginning to realize there was no where to run, that his destiny was set. He was becoming a submissive sissy. He had been totally humiliated being seen in public with his hair in pin curls buying a home permanent. Now he knew first hand what all those boys he dominated had to go through. I told Ken to get Priscilla out of her jeans and blouse and ready for an afternoon of beauty. I opened the Ogilvie permanent box and layed the directions out on the table. Priscilla stood there in a pair of pink panties all ready to get permanent waved. I made him put on a half slip and pulled it up over his smooth titties. "Little girls should never show their titties in public". I told Ken to grab the camera and take some before pictures and then to photograph the entire perm. It was about noon when I began washing her hair with a pre-permanent shampoo. It worked up into a good rich lather as I covered his head with a plastic bag. "A nice shampoo pac to get you ready for your permanent sissy boy. Your hair ought to really grab the curl now." I kept the pac on for about five minutes and then rinsed her hair thoroughly. With a towel wrapped around her wet hair, I sat the little pansy down in the beauty chair at the kitchen table. I towel dried Jack's hair and began dividing his hair into sections. It was at this point I was mulling over exactly how curly I was going to make Jack's hair, which size rods, how long to leave the lotion on and which perming method to use. Since he had gotten perms before at the beauty parlor, done exactly as he instructed the stylist, I decided he needed to experience a punishment perm. I figured he should get a style he would never ask for in a beauty parlor, tight kinky curly curls. I continued sectioning his hair and then reached for the waving lotion. That's when I informed Jack I'd be using the pre-saturation method. He knew immediately using an Olgivie perm with the pre-saturation method and then leaving the perm set overnight, how his hair would turn out. He begged me to just give him a regular perm using jumbo white perm rods. I looked at Ken and asked him, "What do you think Ken, should I just give him a body wave?" Ken ran his hand over his new whiffle haircut and said, "Hell no! I want you to make it as kinky as you can. For months everybody's stared at my frizzy hair. I want him to feel the same stares and hear the same snickers." With that I picked up the bottle of waving lotion and saturated the tress of hair I was holding. The smell immediately began filling everyone's nostrils. Ken handed me an end paper I folded over the hair and then I reached for the tiny blue Toni spin curlers. I rolled the curler down to the scalp and then gave it an extra half turn. He winced with pain as the curler pulled tight. Tears welled up in Jack's eyes as he told us both how sorry he was for what he had done to Ken. He begged me again not to make his hair frizzy. I told him not to worry that that's what pin curl sets were for. Taking kinky permed hair and giving the curl direction. But I also told him he'd have to get his hair pinned up every night or his hair would be frizzy. I combed another section of hair, soaked it with the waving lotion, wrapped it with an end paper and again rolled it nice and tight with a blue spin curler. Soon the entire back section of Jack's head was rolled up in the blue curlers. The smell of the waving lotion permeated the kitchen. I lifted the plastic cape from around Jack's neck revealing his pretty pink panties. His cock was rock hard and he desperately wanted to rub it. "I guess getting a home permanent and the smell of the lotion really has you turned on doesn't it sissy boy? Well maybe this will turn you on even more." I tore two small wads of cotton from the coil and soaked them with the waving lotion. I then inserted one in each of Jack's nostrils. The smell of the lotion went right up his nose. There was no getting away from it now. With Ken's help, it took me a little over an hour to completely roll up Jack's hair in perfectly neat rows of little blue spin curlers. Not a stray hair in sight. I'd used about half a bottle of the waving lotion and now it was time to soak the curlers again. I pulled the plastic cape tighter around his neck and gave Ken a towel to wipe Jack's face if the lotion dripped. Next I grabbed a hunk of cotton coil and secured it around the curlers along his hairline. Again Jack quietly pleaded with me not to do this to him. Ken snickered and told him how much he was gonna love his new permed hairdo. I handed Ken the bottle of waving lotion and asked him if he'd like to wave the curlers. He was thrilled and smiled as he took the bottle. I instructed him to take his time and run the nozzle of the lotion bottle along the full length of the curler being sure the rod was thoroughly saturated. He started at Jack's neckline and slowly worked his way around his head. I stood in front of Jack and turned his head so Ken could wave each curler. Finally, I placed my fingers under his chin and cocked his head back so that Ken could soak the curlers on top of his head and his bangs. When lotion bottle was empty, I removed the cotton from his nostrils and wiped the drips from Jack's face which were mixed with tears. He bent his head down into the towel and cried like a baby. All three of our cocks were rock hard and sticking straight up. I set the timer on the stove for thirty minutes, ten minutes longer than the directions recommended. It was about 3:00 as Ken and I grabbed a couple beers and sat at the kitchen table laughing. Ken really felt a sense of revenge getting the chance to wave Jack's curlers. We continued to taunt and tease the sissy telling him he was gonna need ribbons for his kinky curly hair. Time passed slowly for Jack as he sat there with his face buried in the towel. Finally the timer buzzed. The torture of the waving odor was coming to an end. I removed the cotton coil from Jack's head, then led him to the sink and began rinsing his blue spin curlers with water. The white milky solution drained into the sink as I sprayed his curlers with the warm water. I soaked the curlers thoroughly for about five minutes then wrapped his head with a towel and led him back to his chair. Ken continued patting the curlers with a dry towel as I got the wave processing cap ready. I secured the pink turban around Jack's curlers and checked the clock. It was about 4:00. I told the sissy boy he'd have to keep his perm cap on for six hours and then I'd net the curlers and let his hair dry overnight. I instructed Ken to take Priscilla upstairs and dress her in a clean pair of panties and find a blouse and shorts to fit him in Helen's closet. Ten minutes later he returned wearing a pink frilly blouse and a pair of very short and tight shorts. His cock and balls were jammed up inside the crotch of the shorts. I told Priscilla to start cleaning up the kitchen while Ken and I had another beer and started fixing dinner. She gathered up the soaked wads of cotton and threw them in the trash, picked up the newspapers off the floor, wiped off the counter and table and took out the trash. I decided we should have a picnic out in the back yard and grill steaks since the kitchen still smelled like a beauty parlor. Ken fired up the grill and the sissy finished putting all the curlers and clips back in their box. Within an hour we were sitting down to a great dinner, outside! Jack again felt very conspicuous and extremely passive. He knew it was done. The transformation was almost complete and there was no turning back now. His hair was being permanently curled and he could only imagine what would happen next. After dinner we sat around having a few more beers and made the sissy boy clean up the mess and wash the dishes. Around 8:30 we went upstairs and the three of us showered again. We soaped each other up and I made the sissy clean my butt hole real good. After drying off I removed Jack's turban and tightly secured a white wave net over his blue curlers. I fell into bed first as Ken led the sissy into the bedroom. I looked at Ken and told him, "Tonight you're in charge. Just tell us what you want us do." He Ordered the sissy to get down between his legs and suck his cock. Jack let out a whimper as I went for my belt. I shoved his curlered head between Ken's legs and he put Ken's cock in his mouth. He was gagging as I forced his head up and down. Ken then instructed me to sit at the head of the bed with my back against the headboard. He made Jack lay on his belly and ordered him to suck my cock. I grabbed his head and started face fucking Jack's mouth. Ken took out a tube of KY Jelly and lubed up his own cock. Then he started playing with Jack's pussy hole. Jack immediately stopped sucking my cock and begged Ken not to fuck him. "I've never been fucked before, please please don't hurt me." His entire body was shaking but Ken spread his butt cheeks wide and inserted his cock into Jack's butt as I shoved his mouth back down on my cock. Ken kept pumping hard ramming his cock in and out of that tight pussy. Jack stopped sucking as he came up for air. I looked him straight in the eye and asked him how he like being in the middle of a sissy sandwich. Ken shot a huge load, pulled out of Jack's hole and fell back on the bed. Now it was my turn. I reached into my gym bag and pulled a huge vibrating dildo. Jack took one look at it and started crying. I whipped his ass with the paddle and lubed up the dildo. Then, I shoved that fucker right up his butt hole and turned on the switch. He squirmed and begged me to take it out. I laughed and told him he better get use to it. He was a girl now. I layed on my stomach and ordered the faggot ass sissy to tongue my butt hole while that cock vibrated up inside his pussy. It took a couple of whacks from Ken's belt before he complied. I told him I couldn't feel anything and that he better shove that tongue way up my ass. "I want to feel it coming out my cock". He turned out to be a great ass hole eater!! For hours Ken and I banged his ass and shot our cum all over him. We fell asleep entwined in each others arms. The next morning we woke around 9:00 and Ken and I both had piss hard ons. I made the pussy suck us both off before he could get out of bed. Then Ken fixed us a great breakfast and we sat and read the Sunday paper for a while. About 11:00 I made Jack sit back in the beauty chair. I carefully began removing his spin curlers and was amazed at the results. His hard wave hair had turned into tight perfect little coils of hair all over his head. As I removed each spin curler, the hair snapped back as if the curler had never been removed. Ken stood there in glee. "You did a great job Jon. Those are the tightest curls I've ever seen and I'll bet they're gonna be so kinky when you brush them out." Ken was very complimentary of my tonsorial skills. After removing all Jack's curlers, I ran my fingers through the curls as Ken brought the mirror over. Jack just sat there in shock. I told him to relax that it would look a lot different after I pin curled it. I took him back to the sink and soaked his head with warm water, no shampoo for a couple of days. We carefully towel dried his hair and I started setting his hair using the short bobbi pins. I rolled his hair in pencil size pin curls all going in the same direction. I then set the hair on top of his head in stand up pin curls, a real sissy look. The bottle of setting lotion was empty when I secured the set with a pink hairnet. I placed the cotton pads over his ears and again wheeled over the big bullet shaped hair dryer. I dropped the hood over his head, flipped the switch on high and set the stove timer for one hour. Ken and I took a leisurely shower, together, and I convinced Ken that sex with a man wasn't just getting fucked up the ass and dominated. I slowly showed him how two guy could make love together and have great sex. We took our time getting dressed and I told Ken I had a surprise for him tonight. The rest of the day was kind of quite with the two of us laying around as the sissy boy waited on us. About 5:00 I told Jack it was time to get his pin curls out. He reached up and touched his head and I knew he was anxious to see what had been done to him. I made him sit in the same beauty chair in the kitchen as I began removing the bobbi pins. One by one the tight curls popped up into little springs all over Jack's head. With the back of his head unpinned, I moved to the curls on top of his head and his bangs. The first thing I noticed after all the pins had been removed was that his hair was dry and brittle. Partly from the permanent and partly from the very hot dryer. I took a brush and began breaking up the curls. Slowly each pin curl fluffed out into a mass of kinky curl. I left his bangs coiled in the pin curl "S" shape. His new hairstyle was so sissyish. I continued fluffing and gently coaxing the curls exactly where I wanted them. The set was finished with a mist of hairspray to keep all the curls nice and stiff. We took Jack back upstairs to the bathroom and I covered his freshly permed hair with a pink shower cap. Jack still hadn't seen his new look yet. He was put back in the shower and Ken soaped up his smooth body and pussy hole. Jack had really become Priscilla now being totally docile. He did whatever he was told. Ken dried him and powered his entire body. When he was done and brought to the bedroom, I had everything layed out. First Priscilla put on a new pair of ruffled panties, then the new stiff petticoat and the pretty pink dress Ken picked out yesterday. We finished off the new look with white ankle socks with pink ruffles and two pink ribbon bows on each side of Priscilla's head. Ken stood back in ah. "I can't believe he was a boy when he walked into here two days ago. He looks like such a pretty little girl now." "Not quite yet I replied" I sat Priscilla at Helen's beauty table and began applying just a bit of make-up. I didn't want him to look like a drag queen. "Now you look like a sissy boy", I proclaimed as I closed the bedroom door revealing a full length mirror. Jack walked over and stood there in shock. He didn't move! Finally he reached up and touched his kinky curly permed hair and started to cry. "What have you two done to me" he asked. "How can I go to work on Tuesday." "Now you know exactly how I felt after you permed me," Ken argued. "You'll just have to get use to it now that you're a sissy boy. That's what you told me." He really did look totally different from the boy that walked in here on Friday. The three of us went downstairs, Jack still in shock, and I suggested we order a pizza. Ken agreed and I had Jack pick up the phone and place the order. About thirty minutes later there was a knock at the door. I gave Priscilla $12.00 and told her to answer the door. He started to object so I started removing my belt. The bell rang again and he reluctantly answered the door. As she opened the door I told the delivery man to come on in. He stood there starring at Priscilla. Now this guy was about 32, 6'1" and maybe 220 lbs of solid muscle. His blond hair was totally buzzed off and he had a mustache and goatee. He was a pretty hot lookin man. Priscilla handed him the $12.00 and he started laughing at her. "Where's the rest of the money." he asked. The bill is $15.50. Jack turned to me and started to ask for more money but I interrupted her. I introduced myself to the delivery man and he told me his name was Butch. I explained we had a bit of a problem here that Priscilla had ordered the pizza and should have known how much it cost. Butch started getting pissed and exclaimed, "I don't care what fuckin pansy ordered the pizza, you just better come up with the cash." I took Butch's arm and told him maybe we could work something out here. "Pretty little Priscilla here gives the best blow jobs in town and has a tight little pussy. Maybe you'd like to spend a little time with her upstairs?" Butch thought it over for a minute then reached down and rubbed his crotch. He looked at his watch and replied "I could always use a blow job but I only got thirty minutes". "You serious about that tight pussy?" "She's all your's Butch." I walked him towards the stairs as he grabbed Priscilla's arm. She started to resist but I handed Butch the paddle and told him, "Sometimes she needs a little coaxing if you understand what I mean." Butch grinned and dragged Priscilla up the stairs as Ken looked on horrified. I pushed Ken down on the couch and told him to chill out that everything would be fine. We waited about fifteen minutes listening to the grunts and moans coming from the bedroom. Then an occasional whack from the paddle. Ken started getting nervous so I told him this was my surprise. "Butch is a friend of mine and occasionally likes to fuck an ass hole". So I called him up yesterday and asked him to help up us out. We both started laughing at the thought of Jack getting his just do. The revenge was sweet. Ken and I quietly crept up the stairs and stood at the bedroom door. There was Butch's big muscular ass up the air fucking Jack with all his might. He kept ramming his big blond cock in and out of Jack's tight smooth pussy hole while his balls slapped against Jack's ass with each thrust. Just as Butch was about to shoot his load he stopped and pulled out of Priscilla's pussy. He ordered her on the floor on her knees in front of him. Then he took his big lubed dick and shoved in it into her mouth. Holding onto her kinky curly permed hair, he face fucked Jack until he shot his load in her mouth. Priscilla fell back on the floor, her new dress disheveled and her panties torn. Butch wiped his cock on the sheets and quickly dressed. Ken stayed with Priscilla as I walked Butch out. "How was it I asked?" "He's a great cocksucker" Ken replied. "Not a bad fuck either." I thanked Butch for his help, both of us laughing as I closed the door. Back upstairs Ken had Priscilla soaking in a hot bath, her butt hole throbbing. Ken pulled me aside in the bedroom and said, "I think he's had enough, don't you"? "I mean, don't you think he's learned his lesson Jon"? I gave Ken a reassuring hug and told him it was up to him. If he felt he had his revenge then we would stop but there was one small thing I wanted to do tomorrow. Ken agreed and we both helped Jack out of the tub. He put on his thong panties and a clean nightie. Jack fell asleep immediately so Ken and I played a little until each of us had shot a load. The next morning Jack looked a mess with his frizzy hair matted down. We really didn't want to send him home looking like such a mess so while Ken fixed breakfast, I washed Jack's hair and set it on pink medium size plastic rollers figuring this would help smooth out some of the friz. After breakfast he sat under the dryer again while Ken and I began cleaning up the house for Helen's return. I gathered up all my gear making sure everything was there. Ken had decided not to tell Helen what had happened here this weekend. After showering, I unrolled Jack's hair and it looked a lot better. At least it didn't look frizzy anymore but, there was no mistaking he had just been permed. Jack cleaned up and I gave him is car keys back. As he was about to leave, I called him over to the sofa. "Sit down boy". I took out a pack of pictures and gave them to Jack. They were shots of the entire weekend. Jack getting his hair pin curled, Jack getting his hair permed, Jack dressed in panties and bra, Jack dressed as a little girl, Jack sucking cock and Jack getting fucked up the ass, several times. He lowered his head and asked me what I was going to do with the pictures. "Well Jack your days as a bully are over. If I ever hear of you dominating another guy like you did Ken, these pictures will be all over town. I'll send them to every fetish magazine and scatter them on the internet along with your name, address and phone number. Do you understand?" Jack lowered his head and in a hushed tone replied, "Yes sir." He started to hand the pictures back to me but I told him he should keep them to remember this weekend. With that, he picked up his stuff and left. I finished helping Ken clean up the house and as I was about to go, Ken came over and hugged me. "I'll never be able to thank you enough for making me a man again. I really do feel masculine." Then he pulled down my fly and dropped to his knees, pulled out my cock and started to suck it. I told him he didn't have to do this anymore, he was free. He looked up at me and said, "This time I want to do it, nobody's forcing me." We smiled at each other and it didn't take me long to shoot a load. On the way out the door I told Ken we were friends now and I expected to see him soon. He gave me a big smile and said, "You bet"! I waved to him as I pulled out of the driveway. About two months later I received a letter in the mail, it was from Jack. In the letter he told me he had learned his lesson but he had also learned something about himself. He went on to say that he had the ends of his kinky permed hair trimmed and was rolling it up regularly. He was getting pretty good using rollers but was still having trouble with the pin curls. Then he really shocked me. He asked me if I would give him another permanent next month and could I make it just as curly as the last one. He wanted the same domination he had been subjected to by Ken and me and the same tight curl. "I learned that I'm not really the dominant after all." "I'm just a sissy boy." By [email protected]