It's been a while since I visited Josh. Not sure when I'll add more to the story, but I felt he should at least get to enjoy his girly new hairstyle.
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PART 37
His mother smiled happily at her sissy son, and she left once again to the waiting area so Miss Andrea could work. “I’ll see you in a bit sweetheart,” she called as she left, “I know you’re in good hands!”
Again, Miss Andrea worked meticulously and precisely on her charge’s hair. Josh fretted silently as she tightly rolled his long damp hair into curler after curler. After a short time, he could feel that his hair was now encased in a girlishly restrictive mound of perm curlers. Miss Andrea smiled at him sweetly as she reached for another squeeze bottle of liquid. Josh continued to clasp his knees together closely under the pink cape.
“Now for the perm solution, dear,” Miss Andrea explained. “I’m using a mild solution since we’ve already colored your hair and we don’t want to damage it. But you are going to be so cute!” She began squirting the solution onto the teenage sissy’s curlers, and the smell of the chemical solution was noticeable.
Josh was chagrined as he grappled with the fact that this could not be undone easily or quickly. No matter what, he was going to have a very girlish hairstyle for a while. It felt like yet another irreversible step in his rapid sissification. Miss Andrea finished with the solution and used a towel to blot up the excess. Setting another timer, she said, “Ten minutes honey. Now you just sit still while those lovely curls get activated! I’ll be back in a few.”
She turned him back to face the mirror and stepped away for a moment. Staring in the mirror, Josh fixated on the lavender mass of curlers on his head. He looked so small and helpless like this. He wiggled again underneath the pink cape and adjusted his romper a bit, but he remained very mindful of keeping his knees together in case his mother returned. He could feel his pretty white sandals clack softly against the footrest. He could only imagine how his hair would look when Miss Andrea was finished, and his thoughts kept returning to her last comment about the “lovely curls” he would soon have.
Soon, the timer dinged again and Miss Andrea returned. She efficiently swiveled him back around and tilted him back to the sink. Leaving his curlers in, she rinsed the boy’s hair thoroughly with lukewarm water. Then, she took yet another bottle and applied it to his hair. “This is the neutralizer Josh dear,” she explained helpfully. She finished applying the neutralizer, and at last Josh could feel her start to begin carefully removing his curlers. She worked more slowly now, taking care to leave Josh’s new curls intact as she took out the lavender curlers.
She returned him to a sitting position and picked up her hair dryer. She put a large diffuser on the end of it and proceeded to slowly dry his hair with cool, gentle air. She worked very deliberately now, and it seemed to be taking forever.
“Ooh Josh this is even better than I had hoped for!” Miss Andrea said happily as she worked. He was still facing away from the mirror, so he could not see what he looked like, but he could now feel an unfamiliar bouncy sensation in his hair as it dried.
As Miss Andrea finished drying his hair, Josh’s mother returned. Seeing her son, she gasped audibly with delight. “Oh my, Andrea, that is adorable!” she said approvingly. Addressing her son, she added “You’re going to just love it, darling. You’ll be the envy of all the other girls!”
Horrified at that idea, Josh felt his cheeks redden. Miss Andrea finished with the dryer and looked excitedly at Josh. “Well you’ve had to wait long enough,” she said expectantly, “it’s time to let you see!” With that, Miss Andrea turned the teenage boy back to face his reflection in the mirror.
Josh was transfixed as he fully took in his new look for the first time. It was everything that he had feared. He now sported what was an unmistakably girl’s hairdo. There was nothing ambiguous or unisex about it. His brunette hair was noticeably lighter with his new golden highlights, and he now had a mass of gently cascading and exceedingly girlish curls. He looked every bit like a sweet pre-teen little girl.
“Don’t you love it Josh?” his mother asked leadingly. “It’s just adorable and it suits you perfectly I think.”
Trapped and defeated, Josh replied, “Yes Mommy I… I love it,” he said softly. “I feel so pretty with my new curls.” Josh could not escape the feeling of… permanence that overcame him now. Nothing about this felt temporary anymore. He could feel himself slipping uncontrollably into complete girlishness as he gazed at his undeniably precious new look. Strangely though, there was a part of him that... liked his new curls. Was that even the right word for what he was feeling?
“Now for the finishing touch,” Miss Andrea said as she misted his hair with a delicate spray gel and teased his new locks gently into place. “And this is a little present from me,” she added as she held out a large baby blue hairbow that matched his romper. “Your new hairstyle will be so versatile for you. I think you’ll enjoy it very much!” she concluded. She gently pulled a bunch of his curly hair to the left side of his head and clipped in the large bow which allowed some of his curls to dangle even more sweetly to the side. In the mirror, Josh could only see an adorable young girl staring back at him.
“All sugar and spice now dear,” his mother said approvingly, “What do you say?” Gwendolyn was absolutely thrilled with Josh’s darling new hairstyle.
“Thank you so much Miss Andrea,” Josh said obediently, “I just love it,” he said with more enthusiasm than he felt. But there was still that little nagging feeling inside that a part of him seemed to enjoy being girly.
“You’re quite welcome my dear,” she replied cheerily. “It was an absolute pleasure. I wanted to style your hair from the moment I saw you in the restaurant.” Miss Andrea removed the cape and Josh got up unsteadily. He was a little wobbly in his pretty sandals after being in the chair for so long and also from the emotions of taking this next plunging step into girlishness. He saw that his pretty new hairbow did in fact match his romper perfectly.
“Time to show your sister!” his mother said exuberantly.
The sissified boy’s shoulders slumped slightly as he slowly followed his mother to the waiting area, his sandals clicking softly as he stepped. Conflicting feelings and emotions swirled inside his head.
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