The Doll Maker, part 2 -- The Transformation Begins

Janice spent the better part of the following day making plans for Justin’s first weekend as her owned toy. Through the shop, Janice had extensive contacts in the alternative lifestyle community and she used those contacts for her current project. Before leaving her house in the country, Janice called on a plastic surgeon she knew to make arrangements for the modifications she had in mind for Justin’s transformation. As she expected, the surgeon was excited as he heard her outline her plans and even made a couple of suggestions of his own that appealed to Janice. All of the procedures could be preformed in office and so no hospital stay would be necessary. Of course, the surgeon was able to suggest a couple of nurses to assist in the post-operative care that would take place in Janice’s home. He was sorry to inform Janice that he was unable to be available on Friday night – if she could rearrange her schedule, the transformation could be done on Saturday. Janice decided that wasn’t a problem at all – having Friday night free opened more possibilities for preparing Justin for his new role.

Once her call to the doctor was finished, Janice turned her attention to what she would wear on Friday night. Standing in front of the walk-in closet, Janice quickly narrowed her choices down to the skin-tight leather pants suit she called her “Avenger” outfit, and the black velvet pants suit with the white ruffled blouse. Both could be worn with her black leather boots, so her footwear wasn’t a problem. The velvet outfit had a vest and frock coat that tipped the scales in its favor. The velvet could be worn all day and remain comfortable, while the leather outfit would eventually get hot and uncomfortable. Smiling broadly, Janice laid out the velvet outfit for the next day. Besides, she liked the Gothic styling of the velvet outfit – it suited her mood.

Janice maneuvered her Jaguar down the country roads towards town smoothly as she began making calls on her car’s speakerphone. The first call was to her stylist – she wanted an appointment for as soon as she arrived, and she wanted a private appointment for tomorrow afternoon. Of course, that request piqued the interest of the stylist – he knew Janice and her interests. He immediately wanted more details, but Janice demurred – telling him she’d explain once she was at the salon. Breaking the connection, Janice turned her attention to Carol. She liked the college student and had been observing her growth over the past two years. Once Janice had recognized Carol’s interests, she had started inviting her to leather parties and watched how Carol interacted with others. The young woman was a natural dominant type, without being sadistic – a trait Janice found disgusting. Any idiot could swing a paddle or whip – it took a real artist to overpower someone else’s personality. Carol had that natural skill, while still being able to recognize the dominance of another.

Carol would be useful in keeping watch over Justin when he returned to campus – and he would complete his education, Janice had already decided that. It was time for Carol to take her personal growth to another level. At the same time, Carol needed to be reminded of her place in the pecking order – she would be above Justin, of course, but subservient to Janice. Pulling into a parking space in front of the salon, Janice smiled that beguiling smile again. She knew exactly what she would do with Carol.

Heads of patrons awaiting their appointments turned as Janice strode in. Some wondered if the statuesque auburn-haired woman owned the salon from the way the receptionist reacted. The girl at the front desk ignored everyone else as she summoned Sebastian and led Janice to the private styling room that had been made available for Janice. Sebastian breezed into the room moments after Janice, dressed in a deep plum silk shirt open to almost to his navel and darker plum slacks. Janice knew Sebastian wasn’t nearly as effeminate or nellie as he appeared – the truth was that the stylist was a fairly experienced Master in his own right – but the act was good for business.

“So, what is all the mystery about?” Sebastian cooed as soon as he had the door closed behind him.

Janice ignored Sebastian’s query and first described what she wanted for herself. Sebastian took the curbed his curiosity long enough to ask if Janice felt comfortable discussing her plans in front of Alex, his own slave, all traces of the limp-wristed act gone. Janice smiled, Alex was nearly as talented as Sebastian, and having him style her hair would let Sebastian concentrate his attention on what Janice had to say.

“To start, I need another appointment for tomorrow afternoon – after one o’clock, but before five o’clock.” Sebastian nodded – that could be arranged. “You’ve met Carol at one of my parties, right?”

“College girl, tall – shoulder-length chestnut hair, is she the one?” Sebastian asked.

“The very one.” Janice admitted. “She’s going to help me train my new toy.”

“She’s moving up in the world.” Alex said, approvingly, as he leaned Janice back and began shampooing her hair..

“Exactly – and with that new position, she needs a new style.” Janice said.

“How short?” Sebastian asked. He knew Janice preferred her partners and playthings – male and female – have an androgynous look that usually included cropped hair.

“Much shorter than she has now, but not one of those buzzed styles.” Janice said.

“Hmmm, there’s a wide range of styles to choose from, then.” Sebastian said, considering the possibilities.

“Excuse me.” Alex said, as he began working conditioner through Janice’s wet auburn tresses. “I think I can suggest something as soon as I finish here. I was looking through the new style books that came in today and I think I saw something that you will approve.”

Janice graced Alex with a smile for his initiative and turned her attention to describing her plans for Justin. Sebastian’s grin grew broader and hungrier as he listened – he and Janice were kindred spirits. Hearing about the nullification plans, Sebastian nodded approvingly. He liked the idea. Glancing up at Alex to see his boy’s reaction, he found Alex had grown pale to the roots of his streaked hair and his green eyes had a nervous look in them. Sebastian filed that reaction away in his memory – it might be something to consider sometime. Finishing Janice’s shampoo, Alex sat her back up and carefully wrapped a towel turban-style around her hair before excusing himself for a moment. Janice and Sebastian shared impish grins at the young man’s reaction as Alex disappeared from the room.

Alex returned a few moments later with a large style book and showed it first to Sebastian for his approval. The stylist examined the photographs on the page critically before nodding his approval. He motioned for Alex to take the book to Janice who silently examined the page indicated. The style indicated was called the “Eton Schoolboy.” There were a half dozen photographs of the female model from different angles. As the name implied, the hairstyle was a boyish looking cut – the nape of the neck was clipper cut fairly high in a taper leading to longer length towards the top. The hair on the sides was cut around the ears leaving them exposed. The hair was sharply parted on the right and combed off the forehead. Janice liked the look – it was certainly boyish, but still retained an avant-garde feminine look.

“It’s perfect, Alex.” Janice smiled, causing the young man to blush in pride. “Can you do this style on your own?”

“I think I can.” Alex said.

“Good – she’s all yours tomorrow.” Janice told him. “She won’t know what style she’s getting – if she complains or protests, just ignore her. If she tries to leave – punish her.”

“How?” Alex asked.

“Shave her head.” Janice said simply. “Then call me. I’ll handle the rest – no problems.”

By the time Janice had left the salon and drove the short distance to her own shop, it was early afternoon and Carol was already in the shop straightening a rack of gauze shirts. Janice stopped long enough to tell the college girl to come back to the office once she was finished with what she was doing. In her office, Janice glanced at the security camera long enough to see that Carol didn’t hurry her work and do a sloppy job. She liked that – Carol knew enough to finish a job right before following the next instruction she was given. Janice leaned back and considered what to do with Carol. If she was going to move her to a new level of responsibility, it was obvious that the dominatrix in training would need added rewards. She mulled her options carefully as she waited on the young woman. Suddenly, an idea struck her – her other shops had managers to run them. Janice had never hired or promoted anyone to that position in this store since she was usually available. She’d promote Carol to the manager’s position – with an appropriate bump in pay, of course. The salary increase would enable the college girl to have enough money to keep her new hairstyle maintained and improve her wardrobe appropriately.

Carol didn’t know which offer excited her more – the manager’s position, or the opportunity to assist Janice in Justin’s training. Both excited her to the point of being speechless. Before Carol could get too carried away, Janice informed the girl that she had an appointment for a new hairstyle and instructed her to call Alex and let him know when to expect her the next afternoon. That quieted Carol a little bit, but the girl perked right up again and said she’d make the call as soon as she left the office. Janice graced her new manager with a warm smile and reminded her to do her best to avoid running into Justin for the time being. She didn’t want the young man to make his choice without feeling influenced in any way.

Carol found it hard to stay away from Justin on campus, but Janice had been clear in her instructions. Carol was to stay as far away from the freshman as possible – let him make his own decision without any conscious or unconscious influences from anyone. Janice was right, but that didn’t mean Carol couldn’t find various vantage points and watch Justin unseen. She found herself thinking about what was going to happen over the impending Spring Break. Before leaving the shop the other night, Janice had hinted at the transformations – plural – that she had in mind for little Justin. When Carol had asked what else was being planned, Janice had just smiled that enigmatic smile of hers and winked. On a whim, Carol had dashed out to Toys-R-Us and bought herself a Ken doll and rushed back to her dorm room to strip the clothes off of him. She spent hours staring at the bare, featureless crotch on the doll and found herself imagining that the excitement she would have seeing the real thing in Justin.

Carol’s last class on Friday ended at noon. Rather than wait around on campus all afternoon, she went to the shop as soon as she finished class. Her appointment with Alex was scheduled for one o’clock, so Carol decided to check and see if there were any further instructions from Janice before she went to the salon. To her disappointment, she discovered that Janice hadn’t been in yet and hadn’t called in any messages. With nothing more to do, Carol decided to kill some time by walking to the salon. She tried not to think of what Janice had arranged for her – it didn’t much matter what she wanted, Janice was the one in charge.

Alex turned out to be a friendly-faced young man about her age, with a mop of frosted hair in a spiked style. He took her right back to the same private booth where Janice had been the day before. He refused to even give Carol any hint of what style Janice had picked for her. He just guided Carol to the chair and set about shampooing her hair. Alex took his time blow drying her hair until it was barely damp and chatting about the latest movies, television shows, and music. His chatter was designed to take Carol’s mind off what he was about to do. Carol had to fight to stifle a scream when she saw the amount of her hair Alex cut off and dropped onto the cape. She sat glumly as Alex snipped huge locks of her shoulder-length hair off and wondered if she would have any hair left when he was finished. She wished she could see her reflection in the mirror, but Alex had her facing the door. The chatter of electric clippers sent chills up her spine when she heard them snap on behind her. Amazingly, the vibrations of the blades running up the nape of her neck sent a different kind of shivers through her. She found the experience exciting in a strange way she had never expected. She found herself liking the feel of the clippers as Alex buzzed her nape. Finished with the clippers, Alex worked some gel through Carol’s hair and created a razor sharp part on the right as he combed her hair into place before spinning the chair around to face the mirror.

Carol felt her breath catch as she saw her reflection in the mirror. Her shoulder-length hair had been cut off – stylishly, she had to admit – but it had been chopped off all the same. Instead, she now had a very boyish looking style with a severe part. Alex held a mirror up behind her head so she could see the clippered taper up the back of her neck. Her hair was what she would call medium long on top, long enough for her to run her fingers through it – maybe three or even four inches long, she guessed. She studied her reflection again – she had expected to burst into tears when she saw herself. Instead, she found her reflection smiling broadly back at her – she found herself liking the look. Alex breathed a sigh of relief – he, too, had expected some tears and maybe even hysterics. When Carol reached for her purse, Alex was quick to explain that Janice had already paid. Carol pulled out a ten dollar bill and insisted Alex at least accept a tip for such a great job.

Janice was waiting for her when Carol got back to the shop. No questions were needed to tell that Carol was more than pleased with her new look – she breezed into the shop with a wide grin. Janice led Carol back to the office, telling her there was a surprise waiting for her there. Carol found it took almost all of her self-control to keep from running back to the office to find her surprise. Throwing the door open, Janice ushered Carol in and pointed to several shopping bags, telling Carol to try on her new outfit. Janice’s new manager acted like a kid at Christmas, tearing into the bags with cried of delight as she pulled new and very expensive clothes from them. She found a white banded collar shirt, high waisted charcoal slacks with braces, and a black short waisted jacket. Changing into the new clothes as quickly as she could, Carol examined her reflection again in the full-length mirror in Janice’s private bathroom.

“The new hairstyle is called the Eton Schoolboy,” Janice explained. “I thought you ought to have some appropriate clothes to go with it. The look is good on you.”

“It – it’s just fantastic!” Carol said in wonder.

“I’ve got you some other outfits – linen slacks, matching vests, and shirts.” Janice told her. “That way, you’ll have a good start on a new wardrobe for your new position. Now, you really do need to get out on the floor and take care of some regular business until Justin shows up.”

“Do you really think he’s going to come?”

“I know he will.” Janice said confidently. “He’ll probably show up early, in fact.”

Carol may have had her doubts, but she didn’t show them as she hurried out into the shop to wait. Before long, she was lost in rearranging inventory and helping customers to notice how quickly the time was passing. She was just ringing up a customer when the door opened and she found Justin standing there nervously – he seemed shocked by her new look and unsure of what to say. She finished up with the customer and told Justin to follow her back to the office. As she crossed the sales floor, Carol checked the clock and saw that Justin was fifteen minutes early. Janice was right.

Janice greeted the two of them warmly, and motioned for Justin to have a seat by the desk. He sat nervously, his knees pressed tightly together and waited for Janice to speak. Carol moved to a position slightly behind Janice.

“I’m glad to see you, Justin.” Janice said warmly. “Have you been thinking about your experiences here the other night?”

“Yes.” Justin’s voice was small and weak, Carol found herself straining to hear it as he spoke. “I had a hard time thinking about anything else.”

“You understand the other night was mild, compared to some of the things you will experience.” Janice said gently. Justin licked his lips and nodded nervously. “Are you willing to give yourself to me now?” The young college student licked his lips again and nodded. “Say it, Justin.”

“Yes, I am.” Justin croaked.

“You do understand that I will own you totally.” Janice said.

“Yes.”

“You understand that by owning you, I will make all the decisions in your life?” Janice continued. “You will do as I want, when I want. Some things might humiliate you, you know.” Justin nodded his eyes round and lips pressed tightly together. “Is that what you want, Justin?” Janice asked.

“Yes – yes it is.” Justin said, softly.

“What about family obligations?” Janice wanted to know. “You won’t be able to go home every time you have a break from school.”

Justin thought for a second. He didn’t know his father – he had left when Justin was still an infant. His mother had never seemed to want him around. To her, he was more of an inconvenience than anything else. The truth was that he had spent his high school years at a boarding school and hadn’t even seen his mother when he graduated. He looked at Janice and shook his head. “No, I don’t think anyone expects me to visit them on breaks.”

“I understand.” Janice nodded her head. “One last time – you are willing to be owned totally, is that right?”

“Yes, yes it is.” Justin said again.

Carol didn’t quite understand what was going on – it almost seemed as if Janice was trying to talk Justin out of becoming her property. The auburn haired woman seated in front of her had kept giving Justin an excuse to get up and walk away. It didn’t make sense.

“Very good, Justin.” Janice said with a smile. “Now stand up and drop your jeans.” Justin slowly rose, blushing as he undid his belt and unzipped his jeans. He pushed them down exposing his naked crotch. Janice smiled broadly. “I see you remembered I didn’t like those ugly jockey shorts.” She went around the desk and stroked the boy’s face. “You’re a good boy to remember. Now, pull up your jeans – we’ve got an appointment to keep.”

“Where are we going?” Justin asked, as he scrambled to pull his jeans back up.

“I’m taking you to get a haircut.” Janice said, simply.

“A haircut?”

“A haircut.” Janice said, firmly taking a handful of her new toy’s long sandy hair. “Remember, I own you now and I don’t want you to have long hair.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Justin said, bowing his head as Janice led him out of the office.

None of them said a word on the short trip to Sebastian’s salon. Justin was too nervous to speak and Carol was trying to understand what she had witnessed in the office. She had expected something more forceful and dynamic to have occurred. Instead, everything had been low key and, if she was honest with herself, pretty boring. Janice just cast glances back at Carol in the rearview mirror and smiled that enigmatic smile of hers. The college girl knew there was some kind of lesson Janice wanted her to learn from what had just happened, she just wasn’t sure what it was. Getting out of the car at Sebastian’s salon, Janice placed her hand on the back of Justin’s head and guided him into the shop.

Sebastian had managed to finish with the last of his clients and get them out of the shop shortly before Janice arrived, so only he and Alex were there as the three entered the shop. Alex smiled and winked at Carol. Sebastian, on the other hand, ignored Justin for the time being and raved about Carol’s new style – he circled her as he examined the cut, running his fingers lightly up the nape of her neck and around her ears. Carol found herself blushing slightly at the attention, and secretly enjoying the attention and praise. Sebastian then turned his attention to Janice, ignoring Justin completely.

“Janice – what a delicious sight you are.” Sebastian cooed. “The black velvet looks fantastic on you, and that blouse – I might have to borrow that from you to wear here in the shop.” He grinned wickedly and went into his fey act, wrists limp. “Can you just imagine, darling, what an impression that would blouse and all those ruffles at the throat would make? Oh, that would be just to die for!” Both he and Janice laughed.

“If you promise to have it dry cleaned, I just might loan it to you.” Janice laughed. “I’ll even loan you a gaudy brooch to wear at the throat.”

As suddenly as he had lapsed into his limp-wristed routine, Sebastian dropped it as he turned his attention to Justin. Towering over the small college freshman, the stylist moved around him lifting locks of Justin’s blonde hair and tilting his face up towards his own. “So, this is your new toy.” Sebastian said, thoughtfully. He motioned to Justin. “Strip – let’s see what else needs to be done.”

Justin gulped and glanced up at Janice. He didn’t know why he needed to be nude for a haircut.

“Go ahead and do as Sebastian says.” Janice said, firmly. “You obey him just as you would me.”

The brown puppy dog eyes watered as Justin nodded his head and started to pull off his jersey. He glanced around for a place to lay the jersey. Alex stepped up quickly and took the shirt from the young man. Justin blinked shyly and stooped to remove his sneakers and socks, handing them to Alex. Standing again, Justin gave a small sigh as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down. He hesitated only briefly before pushing the jeans down over his small hips and pulled them off. His hands automatically started to cover his groin, and Justin had to consciously force them down by his sides.

“That’s a good boy.” Janice said, patting his hair. “I see you remembered what I said the other night.” Justin’s face reddened – partly from the humiliation of standing naked in a public place in front of strangers, and partly from the unexpected praise. The gentle touch of Janice’s hand made him feel better about the situation and eager to earn more praise from this woman.

“Hmmm, not as much hair as I expected.” Sebastian said, running his fingers along Justin’s arms, down his belly and through the large, curling bush surrounding his penis. “Still, you’re right – it all has to go.” Sebastian grabbed handfuls of Justin’s long hair, tilting the naked boy’s head from side to side. “And this mop – he has the right features for a nice, short buzz cut.” Justin’s stomach fluttered hearing those words. He liked his hair long and couldn’t imagine how he’d look with it all buzzed off.

“No – not buzzed.” Janice said, firmly. “I have something different in mind – I want his hair shorter, but definitely not buzzed.” Justin felt some relief hearing those words.

Sebastian told Alex to take Justin back to a chair in the middle of the public salon and start getting him prepared. The vinyl seat felt cold and strange on Justin’s bare skin and he found himself trembling a little. Alex went to work slathering a cold white crème over Justin’s right leg. As soon as he had the whole leg covered from toes to upper thigh, Alex wrapped a plastic film over the young man’s leg. He repeated the process on Justin’s other leg and both his arms from shoulders to finger tips. Alex had Justin stand so he could cover Justin’s torso and groin with the crème before wrapping his midsection in the plastic film. Feeling like a modern mummy, Justin sank gratefully back to the chair aware that his skin under the film was beginning to grow warm and a little itchy.

Janice and the others watched the procedure from a small table at the edge of the reception area. Sebastian had produced a carafe of wine and some snacks. Sebastian explained that rather than waxing Justin’s body to remove all the hair, Alex was applying a new depilatory crème that would leave him smoother than waxing, and eventually make his body permanently smooth. Janice nodded her approval as she sipped her wine.

“You looked confused earlier.” Janice said suddenly, turning to Carol.

“I was – I know you really wanted Justin to submit to you, but it seemed like you were trying to give him every chance to back out.”

“I see.” Janice smiled. “You thought I should have been more forceful and domineering. Maybe even put a collar and cuffs on him.”

“Well – I guess.” Carol admitted. “I guess I just wasn’t sure of what to expect.”

“I could have – and maybe with a different subject I would have done those things.” Janice explained. “As you learn more, you’ll find that each subject needs to be treated a little differently. Anyone can beat someone else into submission – either physically or verbally. That doesn’t take any real skill. I prefer a more subtle approach. Justin knows he belongs to me now. I did give him more than one chance to back out – I even told him the experiences he had the other night were mild compared to what is to come. If and when the time comes, I’ll remind him that he made his choice voluntarily. He wasn’t forced. He had a choice and he made it.”

“But what about tomorrow – when, you know happens?” Carol wondered.

“He’ll cry some – he might even beg.” Janice admitted. “But, in the end he will submit. Not because he was forced by fear of physical pain – but because deep down he wants my approval and acceptance. Sometimes a firm, but gentle, hand in a velvet glove is much more powerful than a fist in a iron gauntlet.” She took another glass of wine from Sebastian. “I own little Justin totally already, you see. By the time he realizes what is in store for him, he’ll be too afraid of losing my approval to refuse to submit.”

Carol sat back, her head spinning from what she had just learned. What Janice said made sense – her dominion over Justin wasn’t based on fear of physical pain, but rather on his desperate desire to be accepted totally. As she was contemplating her first lesson, Janice was busy describing to Sebastian how she wanted Justin’s hair styled. She pointed out how elfin his features were and how she wanted a short style that would emphasize that elfin quality even more. Sebastian twisted in his chair and studied the college boy’s features. Janice was right – especially with his small stature and fine features. He made a couple of suggestions and was delighted to find they impressed Janice.

As the three others chatted and had refreshments, Alex donned a pair of latex gloves and using a set of surgical shears began cutting away the plastic wrap on Justin’s legs. Stuffing the discarded plastic in a waste can, Alex took a cloth and began wiping the crème away. Each wipe of cloth revealed more and more smooth, sleek skin. The crème had done its job wonderfully – not a single hair was left on Justin’s legs. The whole process was repeated on both his arms as Alex first removed the plastic and then wiped away the crème and hair. Justin watched Alex cut away the film covering his torso with trepidation. As the film was peeled away, he felt a surge of relief – his pubic hair appeared to be intact. But, that relief was short lived when Alex just ran the cloth over Justin’s groin. The thick, curling bush just slid right off as the cloth was passed over it. Janice watched as Alex stood Justin up and wiped the young man down.

“Come over here and let me see how nice and smooth you are now.” Janice called.

Justin immediately turned and walked over towards where the others sat, feeling ridiculous and very childish. The coldness of the crème had made his penis and testicles shrink up a bit, and without any hair covering his body he did look like he was a little boy again. He obediently stood next to Janice’s chair and tried not to blush too badly as she ran her fingertips all over his body. Carol left her chair and came to Justin’s other side and began her own exploration of his depilated skin.

“What do you think, Carol?” Janice asked.

“He feels so smooth and clean.” Carol said, running her fingers over Justin’s groin. She smiled as his penis began to twitch and grow slightly larger. She quickly moved her hand away.

“Yes – Justin looks precious.” Janice agreed. “He looks like a porcelain doll, and he has been such a doll – behaving himself and not creating a scene or complaining.” Hearing those words, Justin flushed a bright red in a mixture of shame and pride. For the first time, the slight pout to his lips disappeared. Janice placed both her hands on Justin’s face and pulled him close giving him a deep kiss for the first time. When she finally released him, the young man was breathless and willing to endure anything for more affection like that. “You have been such a darling doll.” Janice repeated. “Now, go with Alex – it’s time to let Sebastian cut your hair. I know you’ll behave just like you did before.”

Justin returned to the station where Alex waited, feeling more at ease. He was still shocked by the passionate kiss Janice had given him – if that was her reward for putting up with some humiliation, Justin was willing to endure whatever she sent his way. He had barely seated himself when Alex draped a cape around him and lowered the chair so that his head was resting in the shampoo sink. Although Justin was very used to having his hair shampooed in a salon, he had never had such a sensual shampoo. Alex slowly massaged the shampoo through the young man’s silky hair, working his fingertips down to the scalp. Alex paid close attention his work, while glancing down at Justin. He grinned broadly as he saw the tense fingers go limp as the college boy relaxed more and more. Rinsing the long blonde hair, Alex continued the massage even as he worked the conditioner all the way to the ends of the sandy hair. Rinsing Justin’s hair again, he sat the chair upright and began patting it dry before combing it out.

Sebastian didn’t waste any time – using small styling scissors, he went to work cutting long locks of hair off. Once he finished reducing the length to something more manageable, he’d begin the art of creating the style Janice wanted. All Justin knew was that the tall stylist was cutting off a lot of hair – the cape was already filled with damp clumps of hair and the man was still cutting. Above him, Sebastian paused – he was down to about three inches of length all over – with the exception of one long lock laying down the center of Justin’s neck. Now, it was time for him to start working his magic. He cut slower now creating the style. What Janice wanted was a variation of the Pixie hairstyle – more layered and slightly shorter. She was right – the style would make her doll boy look even more elfin than he already did. Sebastian cut the hair so it could be finger styled, rather than combed. Working along the sides of the young man’s head, Sebastian made sure the hair fell slightly over the tops of the ears. Reaching the front, Sebastian paused – the fringe of bangs bothered him. Cut straight across just didn’t look right – he studied Justin’s face for a moment and then decided to try something different. If it didn’t work, he could just razor cut the bangs close to the hairline. He began making small snips – taking more hair off around the edges of Justin’s forehead and less above the middle. Stepping back, he studied the effect. He liked it and turned to Janice to see what she thought.

Janice had her legs crossed and was leaning forward concentrating on the look. It was different from what she had imagined originally. The short fringe over Justin’s forehead was slightly longer in the middle, tapering shorter on either side. Sebastian’s work was subtle – it required a second glance to realize the variation. She liked the look and nodded her approval.

“What can I say, Sebastian? You’ve done it again.” Janice said, smiling broadly.

“Thank you.” Sebastian laughed back at her. “But please hold you praise – we’re not done with your doll yet. We still have to bleach his hair and then do the finishing touches.”

“Remember, I want it white.” Janice said.

Justin barely had time to realize what was happening when Alex began applying a foul smelling paste to his hair. His eyes watered from the scent of the goop as Sebastian’s assistant worked the bleach through Justin’s hair – even the tail Sebastian had left. Finished applying the paste, Alex wheeled a heat lamp unit with three bulbs over behind Justin and adjusted the lamps so that there applied heat to all sides of the young man’s head. As the time passed, Justin began to feel his scalp itch, then tingle, and finally, burn a little. Just when he thought the bleach was going to fry his remaining hair off, Alex removed the heat and reclined the chair again.

The water rinsing the paste from his head felt so soothing that Justin couldn’t stifle the sigh that escaped his lips. Alex allowed the water to run over the lad’s head a little longer than he normally would have before patting the hair dry. The bleach had done its job perfectly – the cropped hair was snow white, giving Justin an even more exotic look. He thought his ordeal was over and started to rise, when Sebastian began fitting a plastic cap over his head, forcing him back into the chair.

“Not so fast, my elfin friend.” Sebastian said. “You’re only finished stage one of the coloring process. This is a frosting cap – we’re going to add some subtle highlights to emphasize your new look even more.”

Justin couldn’t understand what more needed to be done – Janice had said she wanted his hair white. How could highlights be added to bleached white hair? Using a tool like a crochet needle, Sebastian began tugging small bits of hair through the holes in the cap. Normally when doing a frosting job on a client, Sebastian selected larger locks of hair – this time, he was drawing forth as few as possible. This was the suggestion he had made to Janice to give her doll an even more otherworldly appearance. He planned on adding three different shades of blue dye and two of gold to Justin’s white hair. By pulling only a few strands through the various holes in the cap and leaving the dye on for the briefest amount of time, the colors would be subtle and add a depth that should be the kind of exotic look Janice wanted. While Sebastian worked on the frosting cap, he had Alex divide the rat tail into three sections and dye two of the sections different shades of blue and the third section gold.

Before long, Justin found himself back under the water having his hair rinsed yet again. This time, Alex added conditioner to make sure his hair was going to stay soft and silky. Alex noticed that Justin was again showing signs of tenseness, so he went through his calming massage routine again, working his fingers all over the young man’s head. By the time he rinsed the conditioner out, Justin had stopped chewing his lip and seemed to be more relaxed. It didn’t take long to blow dry the cropped hair to where it was slightly damp. Instead of using a comb or brush, Sebastian raked his fingers through it bringing the bleached hair straight forward with no hint of a part. Receiving a nod from Janice, Sebastian spun the chair around so Justin could see himself for the first time.

The sight that greeted Justin in the mirror took his breath away. He couldn’t believe the reflection staring back at him was his – for one thing, he’d never in his life seen himself with short hair. Then, there was the color – it was white-white. Not a silvery white, and not a platinum blond, but actually snow white with the faintest hints of blue and gold streaks. The mirror held behind his head showed a seven-inch rat tail dyed blue and red. He wasn’t sure how to feel about this new look. Glancing down, he saw the clumps of what used to be his hair littering the cape and floor. He returned his eyes to the mirror and studied his reflection again – it was so different. He turned to Janice and Carol to see their reactions. Both were smiling widely at him – apparently pleased with the change. Those smiles gave him a warm feeling and he found himself smiling back in return.

Released from the cape, Justin stood up and returned to Janice’s side. She looked up expectantly at him. He stood there blankly for a moment trying to decide what would please her them most. Then it came to him. Sinking to his knees, Justin leaned forward and whispered, “Thank you.”

“That was very sweet, doll.” Janice replied. “Now, don’t you think you should also thank Alex for taking such good care of you?” Justin glanced over at the assistant. “Show him what you learned the other night.” Justin swallowed hard and nodded his head. Rising to his feet he hesitantly made his way over to Alex and kissed him on the lips briefly. Before he could even turn around, Janice was behind him, stroking his head and praising him. Justin felt another glow of satisfaction at making Janice happy with him that lasted through his finally being permitted to dress once more and all the way to the mall.

Janice explained that she wanted to treat Justin to some new clothes as a reward. His initial nervousness at going to a very public place with his new hairstyle was quickly overcome as he walked between Janice and Carol. Both were so confident – and striking – that Justin couldn’t believe anyone would pay him any attention. Janice didn’t waste any time searching for a store – she knew right where she was headed. She led Carol and Justin straight to The Gap. But, instead of heading over to the men’s clothing racks, Janice started searching through the pleated khaki slacks in the women’s section. She selected another pair of linen women’s slacks – both obviously in Justin’s size – before heading to the checkout counter. From The Gap, Janice headed straight to Victoria’s Secret where she went through the cotton and silk panties. All of the colors she selected were pastel shades. Justin hoped his blush didn’t call attention to the face that he knew those panties were for him – he tried to act as cool as possible.

In the car on the way out to Janice’s house, she reached over and patted Justin’s cheek lovingly. “You behaved so sweetly in the mall, my doll.” She said. “Even though all the clothes I got you are women’s in style, I don’t want you to think I’m going to make you cross dress. You won’t be wearing any bras or slips, I promise. I just want to see you wearing clothes that are more androgynous in style.”

Justin nodded – that made sense to him. That explained Carol’s new short haircut and clothes. He thought about what Janice said and found himself feeling pretty excited about the whole idea. He turned back to Janice. “Thank you for everything.”

When they arrived at Janice’s house, she gave him a quick tour of the house as she led him to the room set aside for him. He couldn’t believe it – it was almost like a hotel room. Besides the bed, there was a sitting area with a TV/VCR combo and his own bathroom. Janice suggested he take a long hot bath, and get some rest because tomorrow was going to be a very full day. She gave him a peck on the forehead before pulling the door closed behind her. It wasn’t until Justin had crawled into the bed after a very long bath that he realized he hadn’t eaten since lunch. He shrugged, he wasn’t really that hungry and he guessed that with everything else that had gone on, everyone had forgotten about eating.

In her bedroom, Janice was on the phone with her surgeon friend – everything was arranged for ten o’clock in the morning, and Janice assured the doctor that Justin didn’t have anything to eat. Justin would be ready for the next stage of his transformation tomorrow.

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