You're Ambivalent

You shrug your shoulders, "You're the professional," You say."whatever you think would look best."

Emily beams back at you, clearly happy with your answer. Maybe too happy. You feel a twinge of something like fear.

"That's the best answer I've heard all day!" Emily exclaims as she moves behind you, touching your hair softly. "Now I just need to make sure you hold still, this won't hurt a bit."

"What won't hu-" You don't get to finish your question as you feel something sharp prick your neck. You barely have time to gasp before you find you can no longer move!

"Don't worry sweety," Emily says as her smile moves from unnerving to downright terrifying. You see her grab a bottle of some pink fluid, at least you can move your eyes. "Everyone gets a little anxious at this stage. You'll calm down soon."

Your heart races, you're helpless and trapped in your own paralyzed body but you're expected to calm down? You struggle to move, to burst up from the chair and sprint towards the exit. You fail to do anything more than twitch a muscle in your leg, and you may have imagined that.

While you struggle to move a muscle, Emily has squirted a healthy dose of the pink goo into her hands and begins rubbing it into your hair. As the strange substance permeates your scalp you find your body unwillingly relaxing. Your heart rate slows momentarily before rapidly increasing as arousal fills you. In the mirror, you see your hair growing and changing, lengthening slowly as the stylist continues to massage your head and rapidly changing to a hot pink color similar to her own. You attempt to shout in horror, but find yourself moaning instead. You feel yourself approaching orgasm the longer the stylist works on you, and you struggle to resist the oncoming pleasure. As your new silky hair reaches your waist your willpower fails, and you ejaculate wildly in your pants as Emily spins you around to wash the substance from your skull. Underneath the apron and your pants you feel your dick and balls shrink, part of you panics...but another part of you feels some excitement. That terrifies you more.

"Your hair looks incredible darling!" Emily exclaims. She removes your apron as she finishes washing, noticing the cum-stain and your still noticeable tent. "And just as pleasurable too." She winks.