A Salon Fantasy Come True

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Synopsis:	Michael goes into a beauty salon for a haircut and winds up living his total beauty salon fantasy
Categories:	Crossdressing / TV
Keywords:	Hair or Hair Salon

A Salon Fantasy Come True

By betsygirl

I walked into the unisex salon to get my haircut. When I got inside, I was surprised that there were only the three stylists present. It must have been a slow time as there were no clients in the salon. One of the stylists, an attractive blond whose nametag identified her as Heather asked if she could help me. I looked her over and noticed that she had a black salon smock covering her outfit, which must have included a skirt or dress as I was able to view her stocking covered legs. I was about to say that I wanted to get a haircut when I thought about what my real, hidden desires were. I hesitantly asked if it would be possible to get a shampoo, set and haircut. I was ready to leave if my request was rejected or laughed at. Heather smiled and said that it indeed would be possible. She asked me my first name so that she could enter it into the computer. I said that my name was Michael. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes and asked if I had a feminine name. I blushed when she said this but did not say anything at first. She seemed to have me wrapped around her finger so that I couldn’t resist. I whispered that my name was really Mary Ann. She smiled and said "Very good Mary Ann. We will be right with you. Come sit at my styling station."

I sat down in the chair indicated and looked around the salon, while Heather chatted briefly with the other stylists. I noticed one went toward the front door, but I did not pay any attention to her. I did not realize that she was locking the front door and closing the curtains that hung over the front window.

Heather came over to me and asked if I would like to change into a salon gown, just like the rest of the women wore when they were getting their hair done. She assured me that no one would interrupt as the door was now locked and, from the outside, the salon appeared to be closed. While I wanted to change and put the feminine salon gown on, I was hesitant, because I was afraid that the girls would laugh at me. Under my male clothes that day I had worn a complete set of lingerie including a nice white satin bra, matching satin suspender belt, nude stockings, lacy white satin panties and a white satin full slip, the bottom of which I had bunched neatly into my slacks. I had wanted to feel feminine while having my hair done. My only regret as I had put on my lingerie earlier was that my bra cups would be empty. Sensing my hesitancy, Heather quietly asked if I was wearing some nice pretty feminine fashions under my shirt and slacks. I could not answer but blushed furiously and simply nodded my head. She smiled and said she and the other girls would love to see my lingerie. Taking my hand, she led me to the gowning area, assuring me it was all right to be in my lingerie. No one would say anything about what I was wearing or make fun of how I was dressed.

Once in the gown room, surrounded by a multitude of lovely salon gowns hanging neatly on a rack, Heather asked if I needed assistance. Again, as if I had suddenly lost the power of speech, all I could do was to nod my head. She said that Linda would come in and help me, if that was all right. I simply nodded my head. In a few seconds, another attractive blond joined me in the changing room. She was similarly attired in the black salon smock as Heather, but it was evident she was wearing a pair of jeans underneath. She had me sit down and knelt to remove my shoes and socks. She oohed when she saw my stocking covered feet. She had me stand and unbuttoned my shirt. She smiled when she saw the lace of my slip. After removing my shirt and hanging it up neatly, Linda moved to undo my belt and remove my slacks. Soon I was standing before her clad only in my lingerie. She smiled and said how pretty it looked and asked if I would show her my panties. Hesitantly I lifted my slip so that she could see my stocking tops, my suspenders, my panties and the ugly bulge that was distorting the satin fabric of my panties. Linda called out to the other girls to come and see how their sweetie was dressed. I blushed as I heard this comment. They all loved the fact that I was wearing stockings and suspenders rather than pantyhose.

Janet, the third stylist and the tallest of the girls, observed my distorted panties and commented that I was in obvious need of relief. Heather and Linda agreed with her, while I just stood there blushing. Janet went to get he purse and returned a few moment later carrying two neatly wrapped pink rectangles. She held them up and asked if I knew what they were. Of course every good boy-girl recognizes the packaging for maxi pads. As I blushed she said that one would be to catch my release; the other would be placed in my panties after my release to make me feel and look more feminine.

My panties were lowered and Linda began to stroke me. The one maxi pad was pressed against the end of my male item. Janet began running her fingers over the lace covering my breasts, while Heather caressed my bottom through the silkiness of my slip. Needless to say, these touches heightened my already excited state. It was not long before I erupted into the maxi pad. Linda made sure to absorb all of my fluid into the pad. Heather said that she wanted to get something before my other pad was placed into my panties. In a few seconds, she returned with a pink satin headscarf. She placed it around my male item and tied it into a neat bow. She smiled and said that her sweetie looked so much nicer now. Linda then pulled up my panties and positioned the pad properly inside. A pair of pink salon slippers was placed over my feet.

Janet asked if I was feeling more comfortable in my lingerie and if I felt feminine. I nodded my agreement to both questions. Heather held out the salon gown for me to put on. It was a pink satin garment with long sleeves. It was designed so that it covered me from my shoulders to my ankles. Once she had my arms into it, she had me turn around so she could button up the back all the way to my ankles. She then tied the neck leads to make sure it was completely protecting me. I felt like I was truly in heaven in my lingerie and salon gown and about to have my hair done. Heather asked if I wanted a second salon gown to wear over the first. I almost swooned from happiness right then and there. I could barely answer but nodded my head in acceptance of the offer. A pale yellow salon gown was then held out for me to put on. Quickly I slid my arms into the second salon gown, which Heather then fastened behind me.

Linda said that she wished that they had something to place in my bra cups, so that I would have a nice feminine shape while getting my hair done. She apologized for not being able to properly fill me out. Although disappointed that I had not worn my breast forms, and that they didn't have anything to properly fill my bra cups, I said that it was all right. She suggested that I bring in some outerwear and heels the next time, as well as something, perhaps breast forms to fill my bra. She also suggested that I make an appointment to ensure that I was the only customer in the salon, just like today. I was speechless by this offer and could only nod my head in acceptance.

Before the girls started to work on me, Linda asked if there was anything special that I wanted to experience today. Weakly, I asked for a facial and manicure in addition to my set. The girls assured me that they would truly pamper me and make me feel so very feminine. Hesitantly, I then asked if I could be covered with multiple salon capes of different lengths and fabrics. Linda smiled at my last request and said they would love to cover me with salon capes. She quickly retrieved a pink flowered plastic beautician's cobbler's apron and held it out for me to wear. I slid my arms into the openings and then stood there while Linda tied the apron at both the neck and waist.

Heather led me out to the shampoo bowl and had me sit down. I took great care to make sure I smoothed the salon gown under me as I sat. This caused all of the girls to smile knowingly. A pink plastic shampoo cape was placed around my neck and over my body. The Velcro at my neck was secured. Linda assured me that this would be the first of several capes that I would be wearing. I smiled when I heard this.

As I was reclined to the shampoo bowl, I looked at Heather somewhat concerned for what was going to happen; something I had wanted to happen but was now unsure of my decision to enjoy the salon. As she turned on the water and wet my hair, Heather told me to relax and enjoy being pampered. With that, she applied shampoo to my hair and worked up a nice rich lather. I almost sighed as I felt her gentle hands washing my hair and massaging my scalp. After a thorough rinse, a second shampooing was done, followed by a second rinsing. I closed my eyes and savored this sensation. Heather then said she was going to condition my hair since it obviously needed it. She worked the conditioner into my hair and then said she was going to leave it in for a few minutes.

She went off to chat briefly with Linda and Janet. They were far enough away and speaking softly, so I could not hear their conversation. When the timer went off, Heather returned and rinsed the conditioner out. She squeezed my hair to get the excess water out and then wrapped a towel around my head and had me sit up. She had me follow her to her styling station. I noticed that Linda and Janet were sitting on either side of what Heather indicated was her station. After I was seated, Linda handed Heather a large pale yellow satin cape, which was immediately placed over me and tied neatly at my neck. The cape covered me and the chair, hanging down to my ankles. Janet then handed Heather a light blue plastic salon cape decorated with various hair styling tools. This was also placed over me and quickly fastened at my neck.

I sat there and gazed at my image in the mirror. I loved seeing myself covered with all of these salon capes. Heather combed my hair and carefully trimmed the ends. She sectioned my hair and started to roll it. While she did my hair, the other two girls asked me questions, mainly about the sizes I wore, from heels, to panties, to bra to dress. As I answered each one, I noticed a smile on Janet's face. Linda noticed this smile also and cast a quizzical look at Janet. A knowing smile from Janet was the only reply given. Soon my head was covered with a lot of rollers in a variety of sizes. A pink hairnet was placed over my rollers.

Before the dryer hood was lowered over my head, Janet looked at me and asked if I would be interested in some unplanned activities as a part of my total salon experience. I looked at her and asked what they would be. She smiled and said that they might include such things as binding my arms and legs to the salon chair, gagging me, placing a hairnet, not only over my rollers, but over my face as well. She assured me I would not be put at any risk. Somewhat hesitantly, I agreed to allow these things to happen. I then noticed Heather reaching up under her skirt. I realized that she was removing her panties. She daintily stepped out of the garment and picked it up. She held them in front of my lips and sweetly said, "Open wide, Mary Ann." I knew what she was asking and yet I seemed unable to resist. Slowly I opened my mouth wide and allowed her to push in her damp, satin panties. She must have just had a recent orgasm in her panties as they were very, very wet. I tasted her delicious wetness as I sucked on the panties that were my gag.

Linda came over and tied a black silk scarf across my open mouth and securely behind my head. Next, Janet came over with a large hairnet and tied it over my rollers and my face. Linda handed Janet another large hairnet which was used to bind my one wrist to the salon chair. My other wrist was secured in similar manner by Linda. Heather then placed a short green flowered cape over me and tied it prettily at my neck. She asked if I was comfortable. All I could do was give a muffled moan into my panties gagged mouth. Lastly, Janet put a large pink plastic perm cap over my rollers and pulled it down over my face. She whispered that Mary Ann had been a naughty girl and would have to be punished under the hair dryer for more than the usual drying time. This tended to excite me even further. As I sat there, unable to move, I felt, rather than saw, the big overhead dryer hood being lowered over my head and the heat turned on. From the direction of the heat inside the hood, it must have covered my entire head.

As the dryer hummed, I sat there in peaceful bliss. It did not matter how long they left me under the dryer, or what else they planned to do with me. These three pretty hairstylists had already made my day. Here I was, dressed in my lingerie in front of these women, covered with two salon gowns and numerous salon capes, having my hair in rollers, and then being bound and gagged and punished under a hair dryer. What more could I ask for to fulfill my fantasies?

Since I had no concept of time, I merely sat under the dryer. After awhile, I felt the dryer hood being raised and the perm cap removed. I looked and saw Janet checking me. She first asked if everything was all right. Seeing me nod, I noticed a spray bottle in her hand. She proceeded to wet my curlers enough so that I would need more drying time. She smiled as she again placed the perm cap on my head and pulled it down over my face. The dryer was lowered into place and turned on. I was left to another period of solitude.

When the dryer was lifted a second time, I heard Linda say that I was done. However, while they did my manicure, the gag and the perm cap would remain in place. I mumbled into my gag that I under stood. As I sat there, I felt my arms being untied. Two of the stylists were going to do my manicure. I had both hands immersed in the solution and then two pairs of skillful hands began to clean the cuticles and file the nails into a nice feminine oval. Even thought the perm cap covered my head, I could smell the distinct aroma of the nail polish when the bottles were opened. I felt the polish being applied and was told not to do anything which would mess up the finish until the polish dried. I sat very patiently waiting for the women to finish. I then felt another coating being applied to my nails. Heather told me it was a clear acrylic top coat, which would protect the finish and keep my nails looking nice for a longer period of time.

They finally finished doing my nails and the perm cap was removed from my head and face. I glanced down and saw that my nails were a beautiful, rich shade of red. As I admired my manicure, the hairnet across my face was removed by Heather. She looked at me and asked if I had enjoyed the taste of her panties. I enthusiastically nodded my head in agreement as she untied the scarf over my mouth. Heather smiled and said that it hadn't been difficult to achieve an orgasm and flood her panties with her juices when she saw me dressed in my lingerie. "I have a thing for boys who like to dress in pretty lingerie and dresses." she whispered to me as she removed her panties form my mouth. She added that, with advance notice, she and the other girls would wear their panties for several days, making sure that they would be well scented and stained for me when I came in. She also said that maybe each pair will be a bit wet also. Even though, I felt the excitement build within me, I blushed as I heard Heather's statement.

A large, pale yellow plastic shower cap or shower dome, was placed over my head and the chair was reclined some to allow the girls to easily work on me during my facial. Linda began by using a nice avocado scrub to cleanse my face and remove any dead skin cells. Janet then applied the cleansing mask to my face. She told me not to move too much so the mask would set up and dry. Heather told me I looked very pretty with my eyes peering out of the green mask. I sat there with the mask on for about 10 minutes. Janet came over and carefully peeled it off. Heather then drew a chair up beside me and started to do my makeup. With a sparkle in her eyes, she told me that she wanted to make me pretty and oh so feminine.

I sat there as she did my liquid foundation and then brushed the powder over my face. Next she applied blush to my cheek bones and made sure it was not too much. A matching eye shadow was applied to my lids. The fragrance and the feel of the cosmetics added to my sense of pleasure and excitement that I had been experiencing since I came into the salon. She leaned close to apply mascara to my upper and lower lashes. As she did, I caught a whiff of her perfume. It was such a heavenly scent, so feminine. I hoped that the girls would use some on me. Lastly, Heather did my lips, applying several coats of the creamy red lipstick to my lips. She had me blot on some tissues. Looking at my made up face, she seemed satisfied with my appearance. She turned me toward the mirror so I might see myself. I saw a very feminine looking woman looking back at me. I was ecstatic with my appearance and started to thank Heather. She hushed me and said there was still a little more to do before they were done.

Linda proceeded to remove my shower cap, hairnet and rollers. Using mousse, brush and comb, she went to work to create a feminine style for me. Janet sat nearby chatting with me while Linda did her creative magic. Linda had positioned me so I would not be looking into a mirror while she worked. She wanted my new hairstyle to, hopefully, be a pleasant surprise for me. I was so absorbed in Linda's handiwork and in Janet's chatting that I did not notice Heather had slipped into the back room. When she finished, Linda used a generous amount of scented hairspray to hold my new style. I savored the fragrance of the spray as it was applied. Linda then turned me to face the mirror. "Well, Mary Ann, what do you think of your feminine look?"

I was both pleased and surprised. I was pleased with the effort that had been expended. I was surprised by how feminine and pretty I looked. My hair, my makeup and my nails were done to perfection and I absolutely loved it all. I sat there for a few minutes looking at myself before realizing that my appointment was now over and I would have to remove all of my capes and salon gowns. Not only that, I would have to put on my drab men's clothes, apparel that definitely did not go with my present appearance. I must have started to look down because Janet, who seemed to be reading my mind, smiled and said, "Mary Ann, while you were being 'punished' under the dryer, I went home and selected an outfit for you. Do you remember how I asked you all of those questions about your sizes while you were getting your hair set? I figured you were approximately my size and your answers confirmed it. I brought a lovely dress, heels, a purse, plastic raincoat and rain bonnet for you to wear. You can return them when you have your next appointment." She paused and looked at me seriously and asked, "You will have another appointment, won't you?" I smiled at her and assured her I would like to have a regular appointment if that were possible.

Linda suggested I return to the gown room and change. As I started to move, I looked at her shyly and asked if I could also wear a salon gown and a plastic shampoo cape home with me. Linda smiled and assured me that I could. However, she did not think I was going home any time soon. I looked at her quizzically when she said it. Just then Heather emerged from the gown room dressed in a nice blue satin dress with a full skirt that fell to just below her knees. She had on matching heels over her black stockings. Her hair and makeup looked like she was going out on a date. She smiled at me and asked if I were ready to spend the night being her sweet girl. I blushed hearing her say that but did manage to answer weakly, "Yes."

In the gown room, my capes and salon gowns were removed and I again stood there in my lingerie. Janet moved to me and began to insert something in my bra. She smiled and said that they were only b-sized breast forms. They had been hers when she was impatiently waiting for her figure to develop. She thought I would like to use them. I looked down at my new shape and smiled at her and thanked her for her kindness. I then put on her dress, a nice green silk sheath print. It fit my new shape nicely. Linda moved behind me and zipped me up and then Janet adjusted the belt at my waist. I sat down and put on the black three inch heels that Janet had provided. They felt so nice on my feet. As I stood and turned around, Heather commented on how nice my legs looked in the heels. She then stepped over to me and held her perfume at the ready. I smiled and said that I loved her scent and would love wearing it myself. She smiled and quickly applied some of her perfume to me.

Linda held out the pink satin salon gown for me to slip into. She again buttoned the back and tied it at the neck. Janet then put a nice pink plastic shampoo cape over me. I was in salon heaven again. Heather held out the clear pink plastic raincoat for me. I let her slide it on my arms and over my body. She proceeded to button the raincoat and belt it snugly at my waist for me. Janet put pearl clip- on earrings on my ears and a strand of fake pearls around my neck. Lastly, She put the clear plastic bouffant rain bonnet over my new hairdo and tied it neatly under my chin. Heather approached with a second rain bonnet in her hand. She smiled and said she would like her girl in two rain bonnets. I smiled and said, "So would I." She placed the second bonnet over the first and also tied it under my chin. I was handed a black purse that already contained my wallet, keys, tissues, and makeup.

As I moved to the desk, I crinkled from my plastic coverings with every step. The girls told me the cost of having my fantasy fulfilled. To some it would have been a staggering amount. To me, it was worth every penny and more. I slipped the money from my wallet and paid for my treatments. I also included a generous tip for each of the girls. Heather smiled and asked, "Would you like the same time next week, Mary Anne? Perhaps we can do a frosting and a perm for you?" I smiled and said I would indeed like the same time next week, and every week thereafter.

Heather proceeded to put on her plastic raincoat and two plastic rain bonnets. We were such a unique sight as we walked from the salon to Heather's car. Here we were, two attractive women, wearing lovely raincoats and rain bonnets on a wonderfully sunny day. And for Mary Ann and Heather, the day still had a long time to go.