"Are you sure you want to go blonde, miss?" asked the stylist. "People's expectations of you will be...different. And your expectations of yourself will change too."
"Yes, please. I've always wanted to try being blonde," I explained. "But when I tried to do it at home a few years ago it just turned out orange."
"Oh, true blondness has to be done by a professional for best results. We'll make sure you get the full blonde experience. I think you'll enjoy it. Maybe more than you expected to," he said, smiling. Was it a creepy smile? I was probably imagining it.
He carefully coated my brown hair in a pink paste. I could feel it tingling on my scalp. It didn't burn or sting like the DIY bleach had done. It felt good. It felt so good. Relaxing and peaceful and sleepy, so sleepy.
He led me to a comfortable chair with an old fashioned hair dryer, the kind with the hood that goes over your head. "The dye has to work for about an hour," the stylist told me. "It has to get really deep into your roots and into your mind if you want to be a good blonde."
"Into my mind...?" but the chair was so comfortable and the paste on my hair and scalp was already doing pleasant tingly things inside my mind, and the hair dryer was whirring gently. I didn't need to think about it. I didn't need to think at all. Blondes don't need to think. Blondes are bad at thinking.
I must have been really deeply asleep because it felt like the hair dryer was whispering to me, but it was saying such agreeable things that made such perfect sense.
You're a bimbo. You're a slut. You love to be blonde. You've always wanted to be blonde. You're a fuckdoll. You love to look sexy and slutty. You love to show off your slutty body. You're a toy. You're a dumb whore. You love being dumb. You hate thinking. You've always been dumb. You've always been a slut. You've always been a bimbo. You fuck every man who's interested in you. You serve men. You obey men. You worship men. You live to be a good girl for men. You're a slut. You're a whore. You've always been a slut. You've always been a bimbo. You love being a dumb blonde. You were born to be a dumb blonde who does whatever men tell her to do.
Over and over and over again.
When the Man came to lead me back to the sink and rinse my hair, I was like kind of dizzy and felt all silly and bubbly?
"How are we doing, babydoll?" he asked me.
I giggled. "I'm like, sooooooo happy!!! And like really really horny???"
I felt my slutty pussy gush all wet and gooey when he called me a good girl! I love being a good girl!
After he rinsed my hair and blow dried it and curled it and made it look super big and sexy, he unzipped his pants.
"Ooooh! May I please suck your cock, sir? I love cock!"
This was the best thing ever! I love cock so much! I love getting my slutty mouth fucked by men! I love being a slut!
After I swallowed all his cum like a good girl, I left to go do some shopping. I was going to need lots of new clothes and shoes and makeup so I could be sure to look fuckable every day! And I was definitely going to recommend the salon to all my friends!
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