Embarrassing at first.

As you walk through the sliding doors, feeling that whoosh of cold indoor mall air, Molly grabs your hand and makes a beeline for the hair salon on the second floor with your mother walking briskly behind. She almost drags you by the hand up the escalator and you get a view up her extremely short skirt and see she's not wearing panties. Beneath a cutout from her fishnet pantyhose her perfect glistening pink pussy is bare and less than two feet from your face. Your mouth waters at the momentary sight and you think you see a glint of something silver in her clit, but the really surprising thing is the bright red jewel you can see nestled deep in her ass. You blush when you realize she's wearing a buttplug, you've only seen those in porn. You would've literally killed to see this even before she started dressing like a hot slut and you feel a slight pang of regret knowing that you could never handle someone like Molly, especially not now. You wonder what it's like to just walk around with one of those in like that as the three of you arrive at the salon and you see the sign above the space reads 'Stylehouse: Hair, Nails, and Wax.' A dark skinned woman who looks a little younger than your mother but not by much stands behind a counter near the door. She's wearing a simple black shirt with black pants and her dark hair is intricately braided and put up out of her face. She has high cheekbones, full lips painted a dark purple, and deep brown eyes like dark amber. She waves at Molly from behind the counter as you both enter.

"Hey girl! Looking amazing as usual." She says. Molly smiles as she pulls you up to the counter with her and your mother follows you both into the salon. You look around and see many women and a few men dressed in black cutting hair, applying dye, styling, and all manner of hair related activities. Toward the back you spot a few women getting their nails done. There's some soothing ambient music playing and the patrons are chatting happily with one another and their stylists.

"Thanks Jade." Molly chirps happily before turning to you. "This is my friend I told you about, Quinn. They're getting the works!" Jade raises an eyebrow as she regards you with a casually appraising look. Your mother approaches and stands on the other side of you. She begins to run her hand through your hair.

"We were thinking maybe a cute little bob, but what do you think Jade?" Your mother asks

"Hello Miss Palmer." Jade smiles as she watches your mother fuss over you. It's clear Molly and your mother are regulars of the shop. You feel warm as you blush but don't dare try to brush off your mother's humiliating attentions. You stand quietly and let them discuss your haircut without interruption. "I think there's enough we could do a little bob, might not quite reach the chin but it's a good start I can make it work. How's your man by the way? Did you thank him for me for letting us use those tracks? It's just so soothing, the customers love it!"

"You can thank him yourself tonight, he wants you to swing by his place at seven." Your mother replies casually. Your eyes get a little wide when you realize what this invitation probably entails. And the music. It is really soothing, but you wonder if the patrons and staff know it might be slowly brainwashing them as they pamper themselves, listening for hours.

"Oh, I had plans with my husband tonight but that sounds way better. I'm sure he'll understand." You do a double take as you realize she's just cheerfully agreed to break off made plans with her husband to go over to Chris's place tonight at your mother, his girlfriend's request. She genuinely doesn't seem to think he'll be too upset about it either. They must really trust each other to be so open, you think. You suppose Chris must've wanted to corrupt this salon for some reason, maybe it was because of all the people that come through it. Perhaps it's just one of many places him and Morgan have tried to dominate, after all you know he has at least a few hospital employees as his personal slaves. You wonder if he makes all of them get piercings and tattoos and whatnot like Morgan and Tiffany or if it's just a core group and the rest are living normally until he calls. Your train of thought is interrupted as the conversation moves on as if nothing strange had just occurred. "Were we thinking of doing anything with the color?"

"Blonde!" Molly rocks on her feet in her heavy black boots as she blurts out a quick answer.

"I think blonde would be adorable." Your mother smiles at you and you reflexively smile back.

"Well, my chair is open. Why don't you follow me you cute little thing." Jade raises her hand and gestures with a finger for you to follow her. Her eyes take on an intimidating, sultry look. Your mother takes your hand in hers and leads you along the aisle of chairs filled with customers eyeing you with curiosity as most of the clientele seem to be women. You feel extremely self conscious and you're red as an apple by the time you plop down in the empty salon chair that Jade indicates. Molly comes up behind and throws her arms around you, resting her head on your shoulder and looking in the mirror with you.

"Don't be shy Quinn! Jade is an amazing stylist, she does my hair. You're in good hands." She gives you a light squeeze which comforts you substantially before letting go to give Jade room to work. "You're gonna look great."

"Of course they will, who do you think I am?" Jade says with a playful cockiness you find extremely attractive. Luckily for you her work uniform, while hugging her substantial curves in a very appealing way, isn't too revealing or you might embarrass your mother with another erection. You settle into the seat and look at yourself in the mirror. You're hair hangs down around your ears almost reaching your jaw, unkempt, and your face is bare. You don't really grow facial hair anyway, only having to shave once every couple of days. Lately you haven't had to do even that, perhaps it's the pills Morgan gave you which you take dutifully every night. Jade starts shuffling your hair and pulling a few strands out to check the length. "Yeah I think we have enough to work with here."

"Awesome!" Molly squeals, delighted.

"But first, color." Jade says, smiling at you in the mirror. She begins to grab some supplies from her cabinets and you look on nervously as the bottles and applicators and various things you don't recognize pile up on the counter. You squirm a little as Jade begins to go to work applying the odd smelling chemicals to your hair. She chats pleasantly with your mother and Molly as she works. You're feeling too shy to join the conversation. Jade wraps your hair in foil and sets a timer before leaning against the counter and smiling. "How you doing? You're gonna look great when I'm through with you."

"I'm good." You say with a weak smile. You start to feel the chemicals itch a little as they go to work sapping the pigment from your dark hair. Your mother places a hand on each of your shoulders and gives you a little squeeze.

"You're doing great sweetie." You smile happily at her in the mirror. After a few minutes spent awkwardly chatting with the three women, Jade's timer goes off and she takes you to a station to rinse your hair. You enjoy the relief of the water as it washes away the irritating chemical blend. She leads you back to the chair and you see Molly with both hands over her mouth almost literally jumping with joy. You look in the mirror and have to do a double take. The water has weighed down your hair so it reaches mid neck and your once dark hair has become a bright, almost platinum blonde. It takes a moment for you to take in the change.

"Do you like it sweetie?" Your mother asks leaning down beside you. You look at yourself and a smile slowly creeps onto your face. You have to admit, the blonde color really sets off your eyes which are dark blue like your mother's. Your face looks brighter too, next to the sunny strands. I have to be cute and servile, you think to yourself. And you certainly look a lot cuter now. You turn to your mother and wrap your arms around her as an elating feeling of appreciation washes over you.

"It looks great mommy! Thank you!" She smiles and returns the embrace.

"Aww sweetie, you're welcome!" She says, squeezing you tight. She releases you and you beam up at her with a silly grin. You're really glad she was here for this, Molly too, you'd have been too scared to try this out on your own. Your mother goes to sit near Molly who is still speechless at your new look. Jade takes up a comb and some scissors as she moves behind you to examine your hair.

"Yep, you have just enough length we can cut off the damaged ends and still have enough to style. I'm a genius." She says winking at you in the mirror. You blush again but smile happily, she seems to know what she's doing and you trust her judgement. The scissors make a scraping sound as she goes to work, trimming your wet hair. You feel a little more at ease and the music playing is pleasing to the ear so you relax a little and manage to join in as the three women chat while Jade works. After an endless round of snipping and cutting she grabs all manner of instruments you don't recognize until finally she dries and combs your hair into its final look. Your eyes go wide as plates when you see you have a cute, very girlish chin length bob in a bright, sunny blonde. Jade leans down beside you. "What do you think dear?" She says with a smile.

"Umm..." You're speechless. You honestly loved the color, it really seemed to bring out the best. And the bob is even better. It frames your face just right, you hardly recognize yourself. You feel a surge of gratitude and are almost **** to squeal with delight as you quickly find words again. "Holy crap!" You say. "It looks so good!" You'd never paid much attention to your hair but you didn't think it would ever look this pretty.

"Sounds like somebody doubted me." Jade says with a smile. You're suddenly jostled as Molly runs behind you wrapping her arms around you again.

"You look so cute oh my GOD!" She squeals. "The boys will love it I'm sure." She grins mischievously as you blush.

"Umm..." You start to reply but Jade interrupts you.

"Of course they will you look adorable. A little makeup wouldn't go astray either." She says, sharing another mischievous glance with Molly causing you to gulp. Before you can protest your mother speaks.

"Oh I bet you'd look amazing sweetie! Do you want to try some?" Your mother says with an expecting tone. You don't want to disappoint her, and everything Jade has done has been amazing so far. You never knew how great you could look, why not keep trusting her judgement?

"Of course he does!" Molly says before you can find words. You just nod, caught up in her excitement. Jade grabs some more things from the counter and turns your chair to face her. She stares into your face as she assaults you with various brushes and powders. After a torturous few minutes under her intimidating gaze she stands and smiles. Molly moves next to her for a better look and her mouth opens into a wide smile.

"Oh my GOSH!" She squeals again and actually does give a little jump which you fear might reveal her bare pussy to the whole salon. Jade grins as she turns your chair back to the mirror and your heart stops when you see your face. You don't recognize yourself. It's a strange feeling, seeing someone else look back at you from a mirror. You look like a skinny, underdeveloped teen girl. You remind yourself of Molly when she was a few years younger. When you were both still in school. Your makeup is subtle, not garish but well done, with slight eyeshadow that compliments your new hair beautifully and your lips are painted a light pink. Your skin is now totally free of blemish and looks smooth, like a doll. Your mouth opens as your jaw goes slack, leaving you with a dumb look of amazement.

"Aww, sweetie, are you speechless? You never thought you could be so cute, did you?" You turn to your mother who is smiling happily at you. You spring from the chair as you are overwhelmed with feelings of gratitude. You wrap your mother in a quick embrace and she returns it with a surprised grunt.

"Thank you mommy!" You say happily. She disentangles from you and you look up at her as tears of joy begin to form in your eyes. She quickly wipes them away.

"Oh sweetheart, you'll ruin it." She frowns a little and you try to get yourself together. You turn to Molly who runs and pulls you into a hug which you return.

"You look so fucking cute, oh my god!"

"Th-thanks!" You manage to say. Still at a loss for words. Molly releases you but then grabs your shoulders and looks at you with a diabolical grin.

"We're not done yet!" She squeals.