Go ahead with the makeover at Gloss & Glam. You totally deserve to be a hottie McHottie

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The salon surrounds you in a sensory paradise—soft lighting, gentle music, and the mingling scents of expensive products. Clara approaches with outstretched arms, her auburn hair gleaming under the salon's ring lights, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Omigod, aren't you just the cutest little thing?" she gushes, taking your hands and stepping back to examine you. "David, you didn't tell me she was this naturally pretty!"

You giggle, a warm glow spreading through your chest at her approval. "Thank you! I'm like, super excited to get all dolled up."

Clara exchanges a knowing look with David, who leans against the reception counter with an amused smile. "She's... embracing the experience," he says diplomatically.

"Well, we're going to have so much fun with you," Clara says, leading you toward a plush chair. "This is Mia, by the way. She's our transformation specialist."

A petite woman with a silver pixie cut and sharp eyes steps forward, her black smock immaculate against her pale skin. She circles you slowly, tilting your chin with cool fingers.

"Such potential," Mia murmurs. "What are we thinking? Full package?"

"Absolutely," Clara confirms. "The works."

A younger assistant appears with a delicate china teacup on a tray. "Our special VIP tea," Clara explains, handing it to you. "Helps you relax during the treatment."

You accept the cup without hesitation, the fragrant steam tickling your nose. It tastes sweet with an undertone of something herbal and complex. You drain it eagerly, suddenly aware of how thirsty you are.

"Good girl," Mia approves, taking the empty cup. "Now, let's get started."

The next few minutes pass in a pleasant blur as they wash your hair in a basin, massaging your scalp with skilled fingers. The sensation is divine, and you find yourself moaning softly as tension melts from muscles you didn't know were tight.

"She's responsive," Mia comments to Clara, who laughs.

"That's what David likes," she replies, not bothering to lower her voice.

Something about that comment should bother you, but thinking feels like pushing through molasses. Instead, you smile dreamily as they guide you to a styling chair. The mirrors have been covered with elegant drapes—"to make the reveal more dramatic," Clara explains.

"I'm gonna be a hottie McHottie," you announce, the childish phrase tumbling from your lips without thought.

David snorts from where he's settled into a waiting area chair, scrolling through his phone. "You already are," he calls over, not looking up.

Another warm glow of pleasure at his approval. You beam at nothing in particular as Mia begins mixing colors for your hair. Clara kneels beside your chair, showing you swatches of nail colors.

"Pink is totally your signature," she insists, holding a shocking fuchsia against your skin.

"Yes! Pink!" you agree enthusiastically. Why did you ever like any other color?

As they work, a strange heaviness begins to settle over you. Your eyelids droop despite your excitement. The last thing you register is Mia's knowing smile as she catches your head from lolling forward.

"There we go," you hear her say distantly. "Time for the real transformation to begin..."

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