1. Starting With A Perm


    Date: 3/10/2024, Categories: Femdom, Author: Mitzie 

    ... happening in the mirrors. With all of the capes and towels and my hair in perm rods, I didn’t look like a guy at all – I looked very much like many of the other women there in the salon. Within an hour, my perm was complete. Annie took the rods out and proceeded to show me how I should fix my hair in the mornings after shampooing. She said it was a unisex look.

I thought I was done but Annie said this was now the fun part she had mentioned earlier. She wanted to try some different things with my hair. She assured me that whatever she did could be immediately returned to my curly unisex style with shampooing. Again, I agreed without questioning as I had no idea what she had in mind and still thinking everything was approved by my wife.

Annie wet my hair and put it back on rollers. She told me she was using a larger roller than the perm rods and wanted to see how my hair would respond after the perm. I was moved to a dryer. Annie told me that because my hair was so thick, I would probably be under the dryer for a while. After thirty minutes, Annie asked one of the other stylists over to assist. Together, they removed the rollers and worked with my new curls. All I could do was sit and listen to their talk. They were both impressed with how well my hair had taken the perm and how soft it was now.

The two of them now brushed, pecked, sprayed and combed my hair and since there were two of them I could no longer watch what was happening in the mirror. At one point, Annie ...
    ... showed me what she was doing with a comb and she called it “teasing”. I was actually enjoying the attention.

After another thirty minutes of work, they were both satisfied with my new look. I now had curly short bangs and all the rest of my hair was like a big curly bubble. Looking at myself in the mirror I was sure it was not a unisex look but rather a common retro look of the 70s. They finished by spraying my hair with a lot of hairspray.

I stood at the mirror and looked at my reflection. I really didn’t recognize myself. Touching my hair I was surprised at how stiff it was and also how “big” it looked. If it weren’t for my jeans and shirt, I really looked like a woman. As I walked to my car, I couldn’t help looking in the store windows and seeing my new image – I looked so different and my hair was actually very pretty – not a way I ever thought of using to describe my hair.

When I got home, Helen was shocked. In fact, she screamed, “What was Annie thinking?” She had no idea that Annie was going to perm my hair and certainly never expected my girly teased hair.

Since it was after closing time at the salon, she called Annie on her cell and they talked for almost an hour. There were times during this conversation when she would call me over and do something with my hair with instructions from Annie. I wandered around the house waiting for her to get off the phone. I could feel my hair moving. I would touch it and be greeted with the stiffness of all the hairspray. ...
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