Justins Descent Part 1
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This is the first story I've written, and is intended to be the first in
a series about a styling salon with magical powers. I welcome all
comments and suggestions for improvement.
I left work a couple of hours early to make my appointment. I noticed
that a new hair salon opened on the way home from work, and since my
normal stylist just moved to another city, I needed to find a new one.
When I called to make the appointment at a salon called Just your Style,
I asked for an early evening appointment, but they said that since this
would be my first appointment I needed more time than normal, and would I
mind coming in at 2pm.
I am normally a low-maintenance type of guy in the hair department - same
haircut every time for the last 10 years, nothing fancy.
The salon was very busy, so I had to wait until my stylist was available.
It was a very neat salon - soft music, low lights, little private cubbies
with soft chairs with individual TVs where you could relax and wait for
your appointment. Jennifer the receptionist welcomed me and pointed me in
the direction of one of the cubbies. She asked me if I wanted a drink,
free of charge of course, which sounded great since I was thirsty and a
cocktail always helps me relax given how impatient I get when I am forced
to wait.
Jennifer brought me a nice big gin and tonic, and I settled into my cubby
and started playing around with the TV system, which was a nice 30" touch
screen unit with surround sound. I felt like I was in the first class
section of an international flight, not a salon. Big TV, someone
bringing me a cocktail, comfortable seating - I could live with this for
a while, take your time Amanda (my stylist).
I paged through the video listings, but nothing that interesting was on.
Meanwhile I finished off my drink. Jennifer came over and asked me if I
wanted another, and of course I said yes. This time she sat down beside
me, and we started to chat. She told me that the owner of the salon was
trying a new concept called Perfect Transformations. You could input
your instructions into a software program that runs on the video screens,
and the instructions get passed on to the stylist, and if you wanted more
than one service it automatically arranged for the other services, such
as a manicure, pedicure, massage, or anything else you could want. You
basically just set up your ideal image in the system, and the stylists
make it happen, almost like magic. She asked me if I wanted to give it a
try. She said that I could play around with it as much as I liked, as
long as before I went back to the stylists I either cleared it if I was
just messing around, or saved it and sent it to the stylist if I was
using it for real, since once the image goes to the stylist that is what
they do for you. She said "have fun," and left me with my drink and the
system.
I started playing around with it, and found how to navigate through the
screens. I found the entry screen for Perfect Transformations. Meanwhile
I nearly finished my second drink, and it must have been strong since I
started to feel a little buzzed. I clicked on the icon "configure male
image," and it gave me a bunch of options, for how long I wanted my hair,
the cut style, whether I wanted it washed and styled, trim eyebrows, how
long I wanted by sideburns. I completed my "order" by clicking on each
item and selecting from the range of options for each, then hit "save,"
and it told me that my order was complete and would be forwarded to the
stylist when I hit the "send" button. There was another button that
showed up after I hit "save," it said "custom services," so just for fun
rather than hit "send" I clicked on this button, and it took me to a
screen that had another set of options, such as "desired height," "adjust
nose," "adjust weight," "adjust musculature," "change facial features,"
"adjust brain chemistry," and many others. It was really weird.
Jennifer must have seen me looking puzzled, since she came over with
another drink and sat down by me again. She said that I must have found
the "custom services" page, from the look on my face. I said it must be
a joke that the stylists play on the clients, that they could actually
change these things, but Jennifer just grinned and said "you'd be
surprised at what the system can do for you. The stylists just help with
the changes, the system really does the hard work." She said "you can
believe me when I tell you that whatever you "send" to the stylists gets
done, for real. If you think the guys section is detailed, you should
see the girls section. I'll leave this drink with you and you can keep
playing around with the system, I think Amanda will be ready for you in
about 10 minutes."
So I started drink number 3, and continued to play with the system.
Jennifer's comment about the girls section got my curiosity going, so I
thought I'd take a look. From the screen I was working with, I hit a
button that said "return to start," then clicked on the button that said
"configure female image," and it took me to the first page of the girl's
section. I was feeling pretty buzzed, and getting more so by the minute,
and thought what the hell, just for fun I'll act like I'm a girl in for a
style job, I can always return to the guys page before Amanda came out to
get me. I was surprised at how detailed the form was, even more detailed
than the guys section.
Part one was Hair, and here is what I clicked on:
Do you want a full hair redo? Yes
Color? Light brown
Shape? Light curl
Length? Mid-length
Part two was Nails.
Do you want a manicure? Yes
Nail shape? Oval
Nail length? ?" beyond nail bed
Nail treatment? Gel
Nail color? Deep red
Do you want a pedicure? Yes
Nail color? Match fingernails
Part three was Makeup.
Do you want a makeover? Yes
Overall look? Sexy, night look.
Part four was Jewelry.
Earrings? Yes, two piercings each ear, one dangly chandelier and one
stud.
Necklace? Yes, matching earrings.
Rings? Two, matching earring/necklace set.
Other? Belly button.
Part five was Clothes and Accessories. At this point I thought it was
getting a bit silly, how would a program like this at a salon do this,
but I played along.
Shoes? 4" sexy high heels
Panties? Black lace cheekies
Bra? Match panties.
Purse? Black Coach leather duffel shoulder bag.
Dress/skirt/blouse? Black sexy dress, knee length.
Part six was getting sillier still, as it was titled Body.
Height? 5' 6"
Weight? 115 pounds
Age? 27
Shoe size? 6
Bra measurement? 36C
Dress size? 8
Panty size? Medium
Skin tone? Light
Ancestry? European
Body tone? Athletic
The last part, part five, was called Personality, which was the oddest of
all, but since I got this far I went all the way.
Femininity? High
Intelligence? High
Gregariousness? High
Sexuality? Lesbian
Sexual energy? High
Profession? General Manager
Well, I went all the way through the silly lists and still no call from
Amanda. When Jennifer saw me lean back in the cubbie she came back over
and said "well, what do you think, pretty cool, huh?" I said "yes, I did
the make one and saved it, and just for kicks I also did a female one and
it was a scream, to see how many options there were. It would be really
funny if this salon would do all of those things, wouldn't it?" Jennifer
said, "it can, why do you think we have the program, and why do you think
it is called Perfect Transformations? Most of the guys coming in just
want a haircut, but most of the girls would like to change more about
themselves, so we are filling a need in the market." "Yeah, right," I
said, "that's crazy. I've had a few drinks but I'm not drunk enough to
believe that."
A broad smile formed on Jennifer's face, and she said, "ah, a non-
believer. I tell you what, if you are so sure this is a joke why don't
you save the girl's profile and send it to Amanda and see what happens.
In fact if you do this we'll give you your "haircut" for free today, and
if you don't like the end result we'll do it over for free. How about
that Mr. Doubter?" At that point all I saw is the chance to get a free
haircut, so I said "you got a deal," and I hit "save," then on the next
screen "send". Jennifer said "I guarantee you will love it. Just wait a
few more minutes, Amanda's last client is about ready to leave." In the
meantime I'll bring you another drink - you will be with Amanda and the
team for several hour seeing what you input to your profile."
So I switched the screen back to check the news, and basically forgot all
about the Perfect Transformations program since I thought it was just a
joke. I knew that Amanda would just ask me what I wanted done when she
got me in the chair.
A few minutes later, Jennifer came over with a very cute young woman, and
said "Amanda, this is Steve Reed, your next client. Steve, this is
Amanda, your lead stylist for today." Amanda said "Hi Steve it's a
pleasure to meet you, and I look forward to spending a few hours with you
today at Just Your Style, and I've taken a quick look at the profile you
input into our system." Then she winked at me and continued, "you'd be
surprised to see how many guys do just what you did. Nearly all of them
tell themselves they don't believe we can and will really do all of what
they select, but you wouldn't believe how many of them really want what
they select. They don't know consciously that they really want it until
they see it happening, then they really get into it and realize it's what
they really want. I have to warn you Steve, this is real and one we get
started you won't want to stop. We'll stop if you ask us, but you won't,
so you need to decide if this is what you want." Then Amanda smiled at
Jennifer, which told me that they were kidding, and with the help of my
drinks I said "I stand by my selections, let's get to it." Amanda asked
me to follow her into her area, which was a private room, fairly roomy at
about 12 feet square, with a stylist chair in the middle and a clothes
rack with shelves on one wall, soft music playing, soothing light level,
and nice warm temperature.
Amanda said "I'll be your lead stylist today, but a few others will be in
and out to help out. We'll be in this room the whole time, so you can
relax, and start by going into the adjoining bathroom and taking off your
clothes and putting on the robe that's there. You can put your clothes
on the hangers and shelves over there." I wasn't sure why this was
necessary, but I'm a guy and she was a young and pretty woman and guys
don't ask questions when asked by a pretty woman to disrobe, so I did.
Then I sat in the stylist chair and Amanda said, "I know you've had a few
drinks but I have one more for you. You'll be here for quite a while and
we'll be making some pretty big changes, so this drink will help you stay
calm. She handed me the drink and since it wasn't much bigger than a
shot I downed it in one gulp. She said "good boy, now let's get started.
Before I do anything are there changes you want to make to your profile?
I said "No. I came in here for a haircut," and by that point I didn't
even remember the "profile" she was talking about. She followed up with
"so your answer is No, right?," after which I said "that's right." She
said, "ok, here we go."
She said "I'll start with your hair, and while I'm doing that my
colleagues will tend to your hands and feet." She then pressed a button
on the wall and in a few minutes four assistants came in, each with a
cart. Each one of them rolled their carts by one of my hands and feet,
massaged them a few minutes, then put my hands/feet on the cart and put
up a screen and I couldn't see my hands and feet. Meanwhile Amanda had
me leaned back in the chair and washed my hair and massaged my scalp - it
felt great so far. She was kneading my scalp and it was tingling, and
toward the end if felt like she was pulling clusters of hair. Then she
sat me up and combed my hair and it seemed longer than before, down to my
shoulders, and fuller, but it didn't bother me at all so I didn't say
anything.
Meanwhile her four assistants finished up my hands/feet. One of them
asked "are you ready to see what we did?," and of course I said yes.
They all pulled off the screens all at the same time. Where I had short
and bitten fingernail on big hands, I now had beautifully manicured
fingernails and toenails, slender fingers on small hands, and my feet
also seemed smaller. I had deep red polish on all my digits, and the
length and shape of my fingernails was very pretty and sexy. I never
thought I'd have pretty and sexy fingernails and hands, and I certainly
never thought I would think that it was ok if I did, but for some reason
I was not alarmed. It just felt right, and good to have such feminine
hands and feet. I told the mani/pedi team thanks and that I thought they
did a perfect job.
When they left the room, leaving just me and Amanda there, Amanda asked
me how I was doing. I told her that I was feeling a little strange due
to the drinks, but overall fine. I told her that I was surprised but
very happy to see my pretty hands and feet, and that I can't wait to see
my hair when she got done with it. She said she was very happy to see
that the program was working so well, with not only the physical parts of
my profile but also the mental ones.
Someone knocked on the door then opened it, and it was another associate,
who was carrying a beautiful pair of 4" black peep-toe pumps. She said
that these would fit my new feet better than my old shoes, and would also
show off my pedicure, then she put the shoes on the shelf where my old
shoes were, and took my old shoes and left the room.
Next was another knock on the door, and in came the jewelry person
pushing a cart with jewelry and instruments on it. She said she has read
my profile and she was here for her part, saying she had exactly what I
was looking for. First, she put a beautiful gold ring on my left pinky
and another one on my right ring finger, commenting on how beautiful my
nails were, and I couldn't agree more. Next she put a matching necklace
around my neck and fastened it in back. The necklace hung down about 6"
from my neck. I couldn't see it since there weren't any mirrors in the
room, but I'm sure it looked great. Then she said she had a little pain
for me, and when I saw the two pairs of earrings and the belly button
stud I knew what she was going to do next, but I didn't care. At this
point a need to feel more and more feminine was taking over, and I didn't
care about losing any masculinity I had left, or if it would hurt. She
made short work of putting five holes in me, and before I knew it I had a
belly button piercing and two pairs of earrings installed. Amanda and
the jewelry person both told me that I was starting to look beautiful,
and that my face was also starting to look amazing, even without make-up.
I knew that I still had my boy parts and mostly a boy's body, but this
was changing fast, and I was having the time of my life, enjoying the
change and anticipating the final result.
Amanda told me that she was done cutting my hair, and that she gave me a
very young and easy to manage style. She still had to dry and style it,
but she thought I could use a break from being picked over, so she said
we'd shift gears a bit and work on the rest of my body. "Now it's time
for the main event, let's get your body to the right size and shape," she
said, and I knew what that meant. "Just close you eyes for a couple of
minutes and put your ideal image, the one from your profile, in your
mind. Totally relax, and imagine that you are the girl in the picture in
your mind, ok?" By this point I was so excited I almost leapt from the
chair (so much for the drinks keeping me calm), and I said "this sounds
like the best part." So I did just as she asked - closed my eyes and
pictured that body, the new me, and it seemed very real. After a few
minutes during which I felt nothing by ease and happiness, I heard
Amanda's voice again, saying "Steve open your eyes and take a peek under
your robe, but don't say anything." When I did, I was in for a real
treat. I didn't know how tall I was, but I knew I was a lot shorter than
I was a few minutes ago, and my body was totally different. I couldn't
see it all since there was no mirror, but I had the curves I asked for,
the breasts, the voluptuous hips, the sexy legs, and my new hands and
feet were right at home on the new "rest of me".
Next Amanda said, it's almost time to speak, but before you do, you need
to give yourself a new name, and I need to warn you that your voice will
be different, too, so don't be startled. So Steve, why don't you tell me
your new name and what you think about your new body?" I opened my mouth
and in the most beautiful voice said "Amanda, my name is Sophie, and from
what I've seen so far I just love the new me."
"That's great," Amanda said, "I'm glad you like you. I think it's time
to change out the rest of your things." Then she pushed a button and
another assistant came in with a cart. "Hi, Sophie, she said, my name is
Julie and I have some new things for you. First, she picked up my
underwear off the shelf I put it on, and grabbed a pair of panties off
the cart. "You asked for black lace cheekies, and here they are. They
will look great on you.? Next, she picked up my undershirt, put it in a
bin under the cart, and grabbed a bra off the cart. "Not many men are
savvy enough to specify a bra to match their panties, but you will be
glad that you did, and this one will look fabulous around those new 36C's
of yours - very sexy." I was getting excited just thinking about those
beautiful things on me, so I guess the mental programming was in full
effect. I had no mixed feelings about putting on those highly feminine
garments despite less than 2 hours ago being a guy just wanting a
haircut. But Julie wasn't done yet. "Of course, you can't wear those
boring old socks with these new clothes, so I'll just throw those away
for you (which she did), and replace them with these sexy stockings,
which will go great with your new undies and of course they will look
super with your shoes." One by one she was replacing my boy clothes with
my new girl clothes, and it was quite the turn on. I found myself getting
excited, which showed up as hard nipples and of course a nice warm
feeling down below, and I started to have what you might call indecent
thoughts about Julie. "Hmm, what's left," Julie said teasingly, "of
course, your boring old wallet is about to get an upgrade," then she
pulled out the beautiful Coach purse that I specified, and put it on the
shelf where my wallet used to be. "When you're done here," she said,
"we'll load up your purse with all the things you'll need, so you'll be
all ready to enter the world as a fully functional woman." "Now last but
not least is your outer shell for today - your dress," and when she said
that she called out "Karen, bring it in now," and Karen came in the door
holding a stunning mid-length black dress. Karen said "Sophie honey,
this will hug your curves like nobody's business, and you will exude
feminine sexuality with every step that you take. I know you have
selected in your program a lesbian personality, and you will certainly
have your pick of any woman even slightly lesbian and slightly available,
but you will also have men falling over themselves to meet you. Good
luck, and I run a boutique next door when you are ready to add to your
wardrobe."
"I don't know how to thank both of you," I said, nearly in tears, "I had
no idea such a beautiful thing could happen to me." They said their
"you're welcomes" and left, leaving just Amanda and me in the room again.
"Well, how do you like it all so far" Amanda asked, and all I could say
is "I love it all, thank you very much."
"Well, we're not done yet Sophie," she said, "we still have to finish
your hair, get your makeup done, show you what you look like, and talk
about what happens when you walk out the door, so we have another hour or
so and better get back at it. First, I'll finish your hair, and it will
just take a few minutes. She boosted me back up in the chair, and
proceeded to dry, curl and style my hair, finally spraying it in place.
"Not bad, if I don't say so myself," she said, "now let's get some makeup
on you, girl." As she pushed the wall button again, she said "Mary will
be doing your makeup. She is really great, and she'll be right in." Not
10 seconds later, a knock on the door then it opened. "Hi Sophie, I'm
Mary and I'm here to do your makeup. I have enough information from your
profile to do it all, but if you want anything different please just let
me know, ok." I didn't know anything about makeup, so all I could say
was "I just want to look beautiful and sexy, and I was planning to go out
for dinner tonight with my wife (which could be a problem), so just do
what you think is best. But could you tell me what you are doing as you
do it, so I know how to do it myself later?" Mary said "of course,
that's fine, and I'm happy to tell you what I'm doing but as far as you
knowing how to do it, one of the many features of our program is that you
will know how to do it yourself, because the mind altering component will
put these skills into your brain, just like you will know how to walk in
heels, and carry your body like a woman, and act and think like a woman -
we've taken care of it all, so you can just relax and enjoy."
Mary then went to work on me, and I got the full treatment. Since I
hadn't even seen my face without makeup, you could imagine how curious
and anxious I was to see myself. She finished in less than 10 minutes,
then left me alone again with Amanda.
Amanda said "well, you are all done, and you sure look beautiful. How
about if we get you out of that chair, out of your robe, into your
clothes, and in front of a mirror. Then we can talk about what happens
when you leave the salon. How does that sound?" I was of course more
than ready to get up and dressed, and of course get a look at myself. I
simply stepped out of the chair, pulled off the robe, and hung it up on a
hook on the wall, and I was thrilled at how natural my walk was. I
didn't have a problem with balance, and while I was a lot shorter than I
was when I walked into the room, I felt totally comfortable with my
height. I also loved the way my body felt, the curves in my hips and
butt, the weight of my breasts, the feeling when my hair brushes against
my neck, the feeling of the earrings in my ears as my head moves.
I walked over to the wall shelving, and of course the first thing to do
was put on my panties, so I did that like a pro, and they felt really
sexy the way they encased my shapely hips and left most of my butt cheeks
exposed. Next was the bra, and that was also a sensual experience,
having my new breasts enclosed in their snug new homes and held high.
After that, I sat on the stool and pulled up my panty hose, and since my
legs were now totally hairless and so slender they went on easy and felt
great going on and being on. I was getting overwhelmed with feelings of
being female, and I loved it. Next was the dress, and it was so curve-
hugging it took a little doing, but when I got it on and buttoned up, my
figure was fully displayed but also fully decorated, and every curve
showed. Finally, I slipped into my shoes which gave me back most of the
height I lost in the transformation. Amanda just looked on and made sure
I was getting it all on ok, and she said she was impressed by how easily
I did it and how totally hot I looked all together. She asked me to take
a walk around the room a few times to make sure I was ok in my heels. I
did this, and had absolutely no problem and felt even sexier since the
heels made me walk in a very seductive manner.
Amanda said that our transformation work was nearly done, and we had just
a few more things to discuss before I left, and she invited me back into
the lobby and into a small room off the lobby. She said "well Sophie, we
had quite an afternoon didn't we. From what Jennifer told me when you
came in, you said you were in for a normal men's haircut, right?," to
which I said "I thought so, but maybe not." Amanda continued "In our
experience most of our customers who come in saying they want a guys
haircut but enter a total transformation to a girl really wanted the
transformation all along but didn't believe it would really happen. This
is what helps the transformation go so smoothly - it's what they really
want. What do you think - is this what you really wanted?" I told her I
was a little confused about that - I hadn't consciously wanted to become
a girl, but on the other hand I have been curious about what it would be
like, so I guess I was more willing at the subconscious level. "Anyway,"
Amanda continued, "it is done and you seem very happy with your new body
and mind, so the question is what happens next - what awaits you outside
that door." I had been wondering that. I am married to a wonderful
woman, I have a great job, and siblings, parents and friends I see very
often. How do I tell everyone what has happened, and what is my life
going to be like?
"Since you selected lesbian as your preferred sexuality, with high
intelligence and keeping your same profession, this makes for a very
interesting situation," Amanda noted, "and one option is that we could
arrange for you to maintain these relationships and have everyone
remember you as being Sophie, not Steve. The one big issue to deal with,
though is your wife. We'll need to make sure that she would accept you
as her lover and not just her girlfriend, and for that we need to get her
in here and get her to voluntarily select lesbian as her sexuality
preference while she gets a style with us. Do you think you could get
her in here, maybe we could offer her a free style? If we could,
Jennifer could probably get her to fill out her profile as needed."
I thought this over, and since my wife was at home right now and since we
were planning to go out to a romantic dinner that Friday night (it was a
Tuesday) since she was out of town until Friday morning, I told Amanda
that I could probably get her in to the salon on Friday afternoon if I
could get someone from the salon to help me set the trap. Amanda said
"that sounds perfect. I'm sure you have a lot of issues to deal with the
rest of this afternoon and tonight, so why don't you call me in the
morning and we'll talk about the plan. Meanwhile, enjoy the rest of the
day, and give me a call if you have any questions today. Sophie, it has
been a pleasure to make you and meet you, and I look forward to seeing
your wife on Friday, then she shook my hand and walked back into her
treatment room.
I paid Jennifer, and was happy to see that the credit cards and driver's
license in the wallet in my purse had been changed to my new name and
gender, and the credit card worked just fine when I needed it to.
All that was left was for me to take those first few steps out of the
salon and into the world, as Sophie. This I did with confidence, and
happiness, and sexuality.
To be continued.
Julianne
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