It happened many years ago, I so enjoyed
going to a beauty salon to have my haircut and trimmed. I used to have long hair
at the time and always enjoyed the 22yr old hair stylist Julie cutting my hair
short. She was quite an attractive young lady with
long honey blonde hair and an infectious smile which made me feel very welcome
and that impressed me a lot. I remembered the T-shirt tops she wore always
showed off her beautiful cleavage. Oh, how I enjoyed her brushing pass me and
touching my back and arms with her tight T-shirt top as she cut my hair. It
made me feel very horny, but I never told her this fearing that I would not be
allow to have my hair cut by her again. However one day I decided to allow my
hair to grow out much longer, before getting it cut. Looking though some of her
magazines that she had at the salon one day, I ask her how this male model in a
photo had his hair done and why it was so curly and wavy, she said he had a
soft perm done to achieve the look. Well this had me thinking, may I should
change my hair style someday to look like this model. I thought about it for
several weeks before deciding to visit her. She marked my hair appointment date
down in the book and said see you next time. It was
late about 5.30pm on a Thursday night and I was quite excited about the new
look I was about to get. Just the thought of going to her salon, and
experiencing a full salon perm was making me feel just so feminine that I
decided to slip on a pair of white satin lace panties to fulfil my fantasy of feeling
like a woman. So I decided to bring my camera along in my carry bag and ask
Julie if she could take some photos of my hair makeover. I opened the door to
the salon and sat down in the waiting area for a while because Julie was still
busy finishing off a lady customer. After Julie had finished with the lady’s
hair, she paid her and left. Julie then asked me to take a seat in front of the
table mirror and what kind of hairstyle I wanted today. I said oh can you give
me a perm please? She
giggled for a moment and teased me by saying “oh I haven't permed a guy for
ages. It’s usually the ladies that ask to have this done, because you’re my
first guy in a while wanting this done, I’ll like to give you a nice curly salon
perm to remember.” I said “oh what does that mean?” Julie said just relax and
let me think about it for a moment. You really have no idea what I’m going to
do to you, from shampooing and massaging your hair to being rolled in perm
rods, before putting nice smelling chemicals in your hair and after I have done
this you will have a head full of gorgeous permanent curls. I said to her that
sounds like a frightening process to experience, maybe I shouldn’t let you do
this to me. Julie assured me that there was nothing to be afraid of and she
will take good care of me. I thought about it for a few seconds and said I
feel a whole lot better now knowing that my hair stylist knows what she’s
doing. She smiled and then began to run her fingers through my hair in an
upward direction checking my hair length and its condition. Next covered me in a light blue smock and fastened it with
a hairclip behind my back and placed a towel around my neck. I think your hair needs to be shampooed and
conditioned first before I can begin your perm treatment. I was led over to the
shampoo wash basin, where she gently laid and lowered my head back until the
basin cradled my neck and my long hair was laying back in the basin. I quite
enjoyed the submissive position I was in as she stood over me and started to
spray and wash my hair with warm water, oohh it felt so just refreshing and
relaxing. Next she applied some beautifully scented shampoo lotion to my hair
followed by a gentle vigorous finger massage to my scalp, until my hair was
covered in foamy bubbles, it just felt so good as she continued with some more
rinsing until all the shampoo was removed. Next she applied some hair
conditioner on the palm of her hands and gentle massaged and combed it into my
hair and after a few minutes she rinsed my hair again. Soon all my hair was
towelled and dry. She then asked me go over to the styling chair positioned in
front of the table mirror. I then ask her about the type of perm I was about to
get, a heat perm or a cold perm she said a cold perm would be more suitable for
my kind of hair. Julie went towards the
back of the salon and returned with a trolley completely filled with trays full
of colourful perm rods, papers, clips, combs and spray bottle. Oh, I felt so
helpless sitting there in the styling chair, awaiting my fate and wondering
what kind of torture she was planning to put me through next. I kept quiet and
let Julie perform her magic with the perm rods, she sectioned off my hair with
hair clips then teased my hair up with a comb and wrapped a perm paper around
my teased up hair and then sprayed it with a mist of water from her spray
bottle. Next she took a blue perm rod from the tray with her fingers and began
to tightly roll up the rod up onto my scalp, securing it in place with a white
rubber band. I felt so calm and relaxed as she continued to insert and roll the
other blue and red perm rods all over the top of my head and down the sides of
my head I endured 30mins of hair rolling torture. I felt so totally sexy and
relaxed as she ringed the edges of the rods around my head with a wad of cotton
wool strip. Oh I was in heaven ecstasy before she was about to apply the perm
lotion to each rod, so I quickly asked her if she could take some photos of me
under her hood dryer she then questioned why, but I said I wanted to remember
my hair makeover transformation, so she told me to go over to the couch hood
dryer and to sit down in it, so she could position the dryer hood
directly over by head. I then set up the camera for her to take several photos
of me sitting under the dryer. She took several photos of me posing with my
head still rolled and wrapped in perm rods as well as a photo of me with
my head covered in a hood. I think she quite enjoyed taking photos of me being
so humiliated this way as she continually smiled at me. After she was finished
with taking all the photos, I felt my head and gently touched some of perm rods
they all were rolled up very firm and tight. I told her how excited I felt was
being treated this way, she just smiled and said lots of ladies feel the same
way when they have their hair permed it happens all the time. I thought to
myself at least I’ll know how a lady feels now. Next she asked me to go
over to the shampoo wash basin again, where she again gently laid and lowered
my head fully covered in perm rods back into the basin; I could feel the lower
rods digging into my neck. I mention this to her about my discomfort it was
causing but she laughed and said don’t complain too much yet because it’s now
time for the fun part to begin. She spread some vaseline around my head then ringed
the edges of the rods around my head and ears with a strip of cotton wool,
before she began to squeeze the bottle of strong perming lotion backwards and forwards
across each of the 38 perm rods on my head, until each rod was fully saturated.
It felt so cold and divine as the lotion began to soak deeply into each hair
wrapped rod and the stinking odour that came from my hair smelt like rotten
eggs. She smiled as I being tortured by the unpleasant smell it was producing,
saying you really are enjoying this part aren't you, to which I replied
no but deep down I enjoyed it immensely. After she was finished with the
lotion, she covered my head with a black plastic hood and hair clipped it from
behind, so that my hair could process and curl properly. She left me in the
wash basin chair again for another 25mins to endure more of this torturous
process, frequently coming over to check the curling effect on my hair, I
noticed she had this girly smile on her face as if she enjoyed every moment of
what she was doing to me. I felt so deliciously sexy at this point, that I let
slip to her that I love to wear women's underwear believe me she was startled
at first, then curiously asked me whether I was wearing any right now to which
I replied yes, I think she was quite surprised and taken back a bit, because
she then asked where I wore this underwear, I said usually at home and she then
said that there are certain ladies who enjoy that type of thing and would love
to dress you in lingerie and even tie you up. I was so surprised at what she
said that I almost came but I managed to control it. Eventually she said you are going to look
very beautiful and glamorous in curls I’m giving you very soon, she then
proceeded to remove the black hood over my head and wash all the lotion out of
my hair with luke warm water. Next she applied the bottle of neutralizing
solution to all the perm rods on my head and it felt just so relaxing and
comfortable as she tilted back my head into the shampoo basin. After about
15mins, Julie began uncurl and remove all the rolled up perm rods still
imprisoned against my scalp. Soon I was towelled around my head and dried and
led back to the styling chair in front of the mirror table where Julie
blow-dried, teased, cut and contoured my hair to shape. Wow, I could not believe
it was all over and that I had spent 2hours 30mins in a hair salon, I looked
like a feminine curly sissy and that made me feel so fantastic. I must not
forget to tell you that those white satin lace panties, that I was wearing
during my 2hour 30min makeover were soaking wet from my body transpiring
profusely. My hair turned out great and
full of lovely bouncy curls, I was rapted. I love to do it again someday
but dressed in more risqué underwear like in a red satin bra and
red lacy panties to even being tie up by my hands and feet in the styling
chair, as sexy lady ready to be feminized beyond my wildest of dreams again, oh
to be permed and curly forever would be just so much fun.