tlhquickies | Sometimes, I wanna get a new look.

Sometimes, I wanna get a new look.

Hey there, Gorgeous. You look a little down today. What's wrong? Not feeling good enough about your appearance? Maybe it's time for a change. Here's a voucher for our new salon. Why not check it out?

I'm sure you'll love it. Nobody's ever complained.

However it is that you manage to have found the place, a cute little facility that popped up seemingly overnight. The bright lights lead to a bubblegum pink hair salon that looks like it hasn't been used since sometime in the 1960s. Kind of cute in a retro sort of way.

Welcome, newcomer, to the Be Youtiful beauty salon. Perhaps you discovered it during random wanderings of your own. Maybe you found a voucher slipped in the mail or by some of the lovely attendants outside. Or perhaps a lover did and suggested you might want to try out a change. Whatever the reason, the salon is certainly in operating order. It's been freshly polished and cleaned until it sparkles from the bright mod oranges and pinks of the walls to the sleek mirrored workstations. Upon entering, one is greeted by one of the perky attendants dressed in white go-go boots and a getup that looks a bit like the salon's decor exploded on it.

Won't you stay a while to check out the services? If you don't like the way you look when it's done, it'll all be free of charge.

But that atmosphere is merely a cover for a more elaborate organization. At this fetish-friendly full-service salon, the staff is prepared to fulfill your most mundane and outlandish alterations. The salon comes stocked with as much product as a chemistry lab: has someone has decided your character is in need of a literal brainwash? There's a shampoo for that. Breasts too small? There's a cream to fix that right up. Or maybe just a simple haircut and color is in order. Just be careful about sitting under the hairdryer too long. Hair isn't the only thing that machine heats up.

The salon is unisex, so both men and women are welcome to attend. Consensual business would be considered the norm, but in more extreme cases it isn't uncommon for a client to phone ahead and make sure resistant customers are properly ~~drugged~~ ~~hypnotized~~ ~~restrained~~ treated. Of course, if some of the more dominating clientele simply take a liking to the cute staff behind the counter they can consider themselves fully welcome to help themselves to the product on the shelves. Just beware that your character doesn't handle the wrong set of clippers or makeup wedges. Some of the equipment might leave a person feeling compelled to slip into something more mod and join the salon staff.

So who are you, anyway?

1# Customer: You're the star of this production. Everyone's here to dote on you, to bring you in and help you become a better version of yourself. Whether you're in for a trim and polish or have been sent for a full body modification and personality overhaul, someone here will be sure to take care of it. Enjoy your time!

2# Staff member: You don't really remember when you started working at the salon, but that's hardly important. Here you are, fulfilling your wildest dreams. You get to make people beautiful. You're the one who makes sure that everyone leaves with a smile on their face. Maybe they won't have the same figure or mind they had when they walked in, but it's all for the best, right?

3# Significant Other: Things weren't working before. The relationship has gotten stale, and your partner isn't willing to fix it. They're too suspicious, too overbearing, too shy, or not adventurous enough. They're boring and bland and they just need some kind of change. That's why you got them a gift certificate for the salon. What could go wrong?
Or alternatively, maybe you're here to do the rescuing. Someone's done terrible things to your partner, and you're here to stop it, or to talk sense back into someone who's been changed. Try not to get swept along for the ride while you're here.

4# Investor: This is your work entirely. Maybe you handle some black market pornography on the side. But you've got an invested interest in keeping the salon afloat. Be sure to always keep an eye out for good-looking strangers who might be useful as raw material for staff or stock.

And what's the scene?

1# Just a little off the top, please. You were just thinking about needing a haircut, and here comes a hair place just at the right moment! It's a shame you don't know what kind of service you're about to receive.

2# I love you, you're perfect, now change. Either you're here because someone sent you here, or because some of that magic is starting to die out of your relationship. You'll do anything to hold on to it - even if it means changing who you are.

3# Eh, it's a living. You just needed a job. But then you followed a "help wanted' sign and next thing you know, you're piercing strangers' nipples and conditioning clients to give better blowjobs! Did you drink the kool-aid already, or is there some way to dismantle the system from within?

4# This year's model. The dust has settled, the fumes have cleared, and now you're no longer yourself. What happens next? Do you cut ties with your past life? Have you been swept away into a system far larger than yourself? And what do your friends and family say when they see you again?

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[Most likely there investigating because it's just too weird. Not likely to engage in anything unless he's given something or whatnot. Or if you wish, one can assume CR. Open to a lot of things, but throw suggestions here if you have something in mind.]

[[Just a customer, most likely. But CR is welcome, and open to many modifications--style, personality change, willingness for kinks, etc...]]

[ooc: Any particular kinks you want/prefer or anything you've been itching to try?]

[[I always wanted to try some sort of forced change in style of clothes and objectification (as in a lot of feeling up and talking of her assets), perhaps a bit of of tying up in an out-of-the-way-but-not-fully-private spot and threatening to expose her in public just to arouse and worry her (but the makeover also makes her obedient).]]

[ooc: Okay, I could try my hand at that. I was thinking of having Minako turn Konoka into her newest pet, a pussy cat. Complete with BDSM suit, paws for gloves/shoes, cat ears, cat tail, hips/rear widening, bust increase and lactation?]

[[Sounds like loads of fun for me! Want to start or should I?]]

[ooc: I could do that.]

When Minako first walked into the saloon, she didn't know what to expect but after a few treatment sessions, her whole world changed. She had a much curvier figure, enhanced bust, and now she worked there. Her job was to assist with the transformations, or provide classes on how to give the best blow jobs, or help sell toys. The bonus of working for such a place, was being able to look for newest clients and persuade one to join her...either as a co-worker or other.

She was standing outside the saloon, trying to get others to come in when she spotted her. The perfect girl she had been looking for. Minako sauntered over to her, putting on her best smile.

"Hey there! You look like you could use a little bit of pampering. Why don't you come on in, even if it's just to shampoo your beautiful locks. A little pampering can go a long way~"

Konoka liked to splurge on feeling pretty every now and then. So that was why on one of her regular strolls, she came across this shampoo shop, and decided to give it a try. Her hair was neat, but she was certain it had seen better days.

The rather curvy and confident young woman who approached her was more than enough to convince her to sign up. "Sure thing!" Konoka cheered. "I've been itching for a nice shampoo, so let's go for it!" And she'd happily follow her inside, oblivious to the true nature of the operation. After all, with a trendy yet clean little shop like this, what could possibly go wrong?

"Great! Just come this way!" Minako took Konoka's hand, hiding her glee as she lead the young girl into the salon. In the front of the shop were chairs with people getting their hair cut, or dyed different colors. Minako took Konoka away from there, instead offered to place her in the middle of the store. They could have some privacy, but still be in people's line of vision.

She first had Konoka take a seat and offered her a glass of milk, laced with aphro and other drugs.

"Here, we ran out of water so we're offering our clients milk instead. Let me show you the different scents we have." Minako sauntered away, grabbing several bottles of shampoos and conditioner, each of them containing their own drugs and effects.

"We have raspberry, cotton candy, blue berry, watermelon. Oh watermelon would be best! It's so light and crisp!" And if the solution got on Konoka's skin, it would make her melons grow.

Led inside, Konoka saw the hair shop and its fascinating array of customers. In comparison, however, they were led a bit further back to a more booth-like area. People would have to deliberately look their way to see inside, but while Konoka noticed this, she didn't yet pay it any mind.

The free glass of milk was great, but Konoka only took a sip before her attention was pulled to the various bottles. Taking a look (and a sniff) of each, Konoka felt the best flavor was... "Cotton Candy!" she chirped. "It really smells nice, I want that one!" And if anything got on her, Konoka didn't yet notice it, or the aphrodisiac that seeped into her body from her milk....

Well, Minako could always work a way to get the watermelon shampoo in. Or any of the watermelon products. They'd all have the same effect, just delivered in different mediums. The cotton candy scented shampoo would have even better effects. She turned Konoka's chair around and draped a smock over her body.

"Wonderful, it'll make your hair super soft and you'll feel lighter than air!" She guided Konoka's head back, letting it lean against the sink. She started the water and began to lather her hair. The cotton candy shampoo would allow Konoka's hair to become softer, but it would help alter bits of Konoka's personality. She would become sweeter and more susceptible to suggestions.

"Since you're here, why not try our spa package? Every little bit of you gets worked on, from the tip of your head down to your toes. It's just a trail sample, so it's all free~" An utter lie, it wasn't free. It would cost a boat load of money to get Konoka to become the perfect pussy cat Minako wanted, but the debt could be repaid if Konoka stayed with Minako...and worked with her at the shop.

Konoka laid back as Minako applied the smock, and let herself lean back and relax. She was going to get pampered and that was that. The smells and sounds were actually pretty soothing! Something about the shampoo being lathered on her skin made her feel more easygoing than ever, which was quite the feat considering her normal personality.

"Sure, I'd love to," she said softly. A spa package, free? That sounded too good to be true normally, but this heavenly service (and in the middle of the hotel, no less) made her feel relaxed and trusting that Minako would keep her word, unknowing that things were anything but.

"Then let's get started~" Minako purred, rinsing out Konoka's hair of the product. She began to apply different lotions and creams on Konoka's face and hands. She'd feel so relaxed and her skin would turn out to be so soft. From there, Minako's hands slipped beneath the smock and ran over Konoka's body.

"We'll have to give you fuller hips. Perfect to seduce others with, and a nice, round ass. Oh but first..." her hands trailed up to Konoka's chest, grabbing her small breasts in her hands, kneading them and playing with them. In the midst of it, Konoka wouldn't feel her ears changing into cat ears and moving to rest on top of her head.

"We'll have to increase your bust sized first. Your tits need to have more of an impact, darling~ wouldn't that be great? Such bountiful tits for you and others to play with~" Minako giggled at her own comments, getting her new friend to sit up right and hand her glass of milk back to her.

"Now drink all that up~ There's still plenty to do!"

All of these creams and lotions felt so soothing on her skin! Konoka gave an audible sigh as Minako slowly worked her over, bit by bit. However, while she was very relaxed, Konoka did not expect the woman's hands to start rubbing under the smock and start teasing her. The small squeak that escaped her mouth might not have been noticed by anyone else, but Minako would have heard it.

"B-bust size?" Konoka asked, a bit flustered as her nipples felt sensitive from Minako's teasing. However, the lotion was already having its intended effect, despite her worries she felt compelled to follow Minako's suggestions and commands.

It also carried to the desire to drink the milk. Still too flustered to notice her own ears, Konoka took a drink of the milk, now feeling even more flushed. Despite the odd sensations it gave her, Konoka sucked down the whole thing.

"Mmhmm, your bust size. Can't exactly have you walking out of here with such a small chest! No, you need to be at least my size." Which was pretty hefty compared to other girls. Minako let out a soft hum of approval, glad to see Konoka wash all her milk down. If was vital she kept drinking the stuff as it would help her breasts grow and develop. Another glass was brought out for Konoka to drink.

"Now, what else..." the brunette ripped the smock off the other's form and began to tear off her clothes, leaving Konoka in nothing but her underwear. She smeared more of the lotions and creams on her body, paying special attention to her hips and rear. Soon enough they'd start to swell to a nice, respectable size. As they did, Minako's hands traveled back to Konoka's chest, kneading the flesh through her bra, trying to speed up the process to make them fuller, heavier even.

"Oh yes, your tits need to be bigger. Can't have a bombshell body like yours without some nice big titties. So sensitive to the touch, just like your aching cunt."

Konoka's now cat-like ears twitched. Ever since Minako touched her, it was like a strange spark had struck her. She felt embarrassed thanks to her body being so warm. It wasn't an entirely foreign sensation, but coming from a soothing shampoo to suddenly needing to drink a lot of milk and the constant talking about her breasts, Konoka felt her world spinning.

"Wha--hey!" Konoka gasped as Minako shredded her clothes, right out in the middle of the booth! She was stuck in nothing but a bra and panties, and weirdly enough the bra was beginning to feel tighter and tighter. However, despite the rising panic and fluster, she just couldn't summon the will to flee. "What's going on?" she asked whimpering just a bit as Minako was now kneading her increasingly large chest and her vulnerable body. The woman already referring to her with 'aching cunt' felt insulting, yet strangely arousing as well.

The gasp only served to make Minako chuckle and caused several heads to turn their way, looking over Konoka as Minako molested her. She was loving how quickly her pussy cat was coming along. Her breasts ready to spill out of her current and last bra. After today there would be no need for such things, unless Minako felt Konoka needed it.

"You're getting what you want dear~ A complete and utter transformation. I've been looking for a new pet and you happen to fit the bill!" she chirped, yanking off Konoka's bra to reveal her new tits, though they could withstand to grow a little more. Instead of kneading the soft flesh, she began to pinch and tug on her puckered nipples, trying to get the other's body to start producing something.

"But if you're don't behave, I won't let you have any more milk. In fact, the milk you're about to produce for me, why..I could have some the assistance right now sit in front of you and suck. Make you moan, cry and have everyone's eyes on you, watching you squirm and cry out in pleasure. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

Konoka could feel something drop at the pit of her stomach when the woman giggled. The people staring at her seemed merely curious, but it didn't make it any less embarrassing. And to make matters worse Minako was still toying with her now increasingly curvy body.

"Hyeek!" Konoka tried to keep her voice down, not wanting any more attention than she was already getting, but her body was sensitive from the arousal, and it was difficult to keep her nerves at bay. Hey body twitched in its seat, a sure sign that everything Minako was doing was somehow making her aroused.

And with her face beet red, Konoka shook her head. She didn't want everyone staring at her like this, not while she was hyper sensitive and every squeeze sent embarrassing pleasure through her sex.

She gasped in shock when suddenly, her swollen breasts actually squirted milk. "W-what was that?" she nearly exclaimed. "What's happening to me?"

When Konoka began to quiet down it caused the other patrons of the salon to look away. It was a little embarrassing to have the others look at her pet that wasn't fully done yet. Maybe later, when Konoka was completely a cat then she could have the others stare and gawk at her creation.

As for the question thrown at her, Minako grinned.

"That's your milk, dear~ The same milk you'll provide to yourself, to others and to me. But don't worry!" She paused in her ministrations to press her clothed covered tits against Konoka's face.

"I have plenty of milk for you too. Where do you those glasses of milk came from?~" she teased, snapping her fingers to have two assistants come over to them. They began to fit Konoka with a collar and rubbed more lotions down her form. It wouldn't be too long until her tail started to come in.

"But, what's happening to you my dear? It's simple! You're going to be my pussy cat~ My faithful pet to love, fuck and breed~"

The milk had been tasty and pretty thick, but she never realized that she was drinking milk that came from the girl in front of her! And she was pressing those tits against her face to boot. "Mmmph?" Konoka found her comment about that muffled thanks to those breasts pressing against her face, protected only by soft fabric.

When Minako finally backed away, Konoka was still flustered. "Why me?" she asked. "This wasn't what I signed up for..." But this dirty talk of being someone's pussy cat, to be played with and fucked and bred? It felt too arousing to outright reject.

"This is what you signed up for, dear. Don't you remember? I offered you a full transformation and you accepted it." Well, Konoka accepted a free spa package, but that was basically the same thing. She was being pampered and taken care of. Minako pulled back from her pussy cat's face, giving her the chance to breathe and talk.

The collar around her neck was cute and had a bell on it to boot. The assistants began to strip Konoka of her remaining underwear. Her tail began to grow in, turning out to be soft and fluffy, much to Minako's pleasure. Now she just had to get that cute body suit on her, along with the other accessories.

"You'll be the prettiest pussy cat around. And the sluttiest, begging for people to pet you. For me to fuck you with toys, and to be milked. Ohhh, I can imagine you sticking your chest out to other clients, begging to be sucked, or putting your ass in the air to show off your glistening cunt. Ohhh, I could probably start looking for a tom for you~"

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