I had been driving through the curves of the mountains for three hours and had yet to see any sign of life. I desperately needed to find a gas station, or I would be stuck out here. My cell phone was low on batteries and I had forgotten to bring the charger with me. Mistresses into orgasm denial near frilly pink panties down to reveal my throbbing penis. I soon realized she wore no panties under her skirt when she slid herself onto me. She moaned with pleasure while riding me. She ripped her top off to reveal the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen, perfect handfuls of tanned flesh with nickel-sized nipples. She slid them over my face as she fucked me harder; I came within minutes and lay back onto the pillow exhausted. I then realized my hands and ankles were free from the bed, but it was too late, she gave me a shot and I was paralyzed in an instant. I felt her touch, but could not move a muscle. 3 I was flanked by three more women, equally as gorgeous as my recent partner, and carried into a large bathroom adjoining the bedroom. After being seated on a stool in the bathtub, the women began to rub a lotion all over me. No spot was left uncovered, all except my head, and a small patch in the front above my groin. They worked it into a lather, on my chest, arms, back, armpits, legs, and even in the crack of my anus. I was left in the shower alone, propped up against the wall so as not to fall down, for what seemed like an hour. The women returned and stood me up before turning the shower head onto me, I felt the warm water run over my body, and coupled with the hands wiping off my skin I became erect. I heard murmured giggles coming from the girls. When finished they each used a soft terrycloth towel to dry me, and two of them followed that with a sweet smelling powder applied with soft sponges. They led me back to the bed where one girl managed to dress me. I was aroused the entire time, and it was impossible to hide it. The beautiful blonde vixen slid a pair of silk lace panties over my erection. She then pulled out two pieces of peach colored rubber, applied something to the edges, and pressed them onto my hairless chest. I could feel the extra weight of them instantly. She slid pink sheer panty hose up my legs, followed by a garter belt, which she clasped to the stockings. I felt something moving behind my back, she pulled it out of the other side, or did she? Because it was still there when she rolled me over with the help of another girl. I now felt the new mounds affixed to my chest pressing into the bed, and the silky material of something covering my stomach. The same silky material I felt on my back, becoming tighter. I could feel a knee pressing into my back as the new garment became tighter and tighter. I soon struggled to breathe, and felt it necessary to take smaller breaths. I felt her doing something near my shoulder blades, and after being flipped over once again I realized she was attaching straps when she clipped it to the front, by my new tits. I could feel my erection being suppressed by the tightness of the garter belt when I imagined what I looked like. I heard one whisper to the other. "I think she likes it!" I could barely make out. Yes, I do, and if you would stop drugging me I could tell you. I was arranged back on the bed in my sleeping position with my hands were tied to the posts as well as my feet. I felt the tightness of the constrictive clothing, taut yet soft and supple against my smooth and hairless skin, and slept. 4 I awoke to find the same girl who had made love to me straddling me yet again, but this time she was running something coarse across my face. I sat motionless as she did, feeling stings every so often. She stopped, laid the tool beside her, and began to rub a liquid all over my face. I closed my eyes as she did, feeling her work my eyelids as soon as I closed them. I then felt her pushing at certain spots and then rubbing them down, followed by another rub of liquid. She used her fingers to open my eye and ran a cold liquid around the edge, and repeated it on the other. I then felt her use a clamp on each lash, followed by several minutes of brushing all over my lashes. My forehead was pulled up above each eye and what felt like a pencil was rubbed across each brow. The same feeling could be felt around my lips. I felt her lift the brow again and paint each lid with a cold creamy layer of softness, followed by more brushing of my eyelashes. I then felt a sting in my earlobe, and as soon as I felt my lips being pressed on I opened my eyes to see a woman kneeling by my other ear before feeling the same sting. She moved to the other ear and wiped it with something cold while playing with it as the blonde continued to rub my lips. While the brunette fondled with my other ear the blonde used a soft brush and ran it across my cheeks, forehead, chin, and nose. They both rose. "Close your eyes princess." I heard, and did. I felt a fine mist coming from in front of me, covering my face. I kept my eyes closed, and soon felt a brush enveloping my face, with a sweet smelling powder. I felt her knee come off the bed as she stood up from me. "Now go to sleep princess. Today was a long day, but tomorrow will be longer, you need your beauty sleep." I felt a kiss on each cheek, the lights turned off, and the door shut behind them. I wondered what in the hell they had planned for me. 5 The sun creeping through the slit in the curtains brought me out of my slumber. I raised my head as far as I could, but could not go very far. I lay in the bed staring at the ceiling, tasting the familiar taste of lipstick in my mouth as if I had just kissed a woman, although I had worn it once or twice. My lashes seemed thicker, fuller, and longer. I felt the silkiness of the garments I wore, the tautness of the girdle, or corset, whatever it was I wore. I felt the new breasts poking me, heavy. I felt myself growing in the confines of the panties and girdle; I needed relief from the seemingly constant stiffness. I heard the door open and saw the same beautiful blonde leaning over me. Her hair was up in curlers. She must have sensed my longing, for she slid herself beneath the sheets and on top of me. "You like them I see," she said, while running her pink foam roller filled head across me. "You too, will soon be able to wear them." She said. I wanted her to fuck me again, but she held back my advances, and rose from the bed. "I will get the girls and we will get started, you seem eager to." She said as she walked off. Soon she was back with the others, and I was placed in a wheelchair and wheeled from the room. I was taken down a hallway to an elevator where we rode up several floors, and down another hallway to an unbelievable room, a full service salon. I was moved to another chair as they pulled a cape around me, a rolling salon chair that reclined. I learned this as I was wheeled over and placed against a backwash, where a girl gave me a quick shampoo. She then wrapped my hair in a towel and wheeled me to a mirrored wall with a salon station set into it. My hair was brushed out and then up before a clear gel was rubbed along my hairline. Two girls then went to work on my hair, covering it with a smelly paste. It burned my scalp in places. One then placed a clear cap over my head and they went into another small room off from the main salon. I looked at myself in the mirror and noticed for the first time how gorgeous I was. My face was flawless, and I saw that my hair was already lighter under the plastic cap. One of the brunettes returned and wheeled me over to the sink where she removed my cap and leaned me back but just left me there a minute before rinsing my hair, shampooing it, rinsing it again, and covering it for the ride back to the station. But she wheeled me over to a booth set against a wall where another one sat waiting. My feet were propped up in the bench across from me in the booth. Another girl stood behind me and began brushing my hair, as I sat wondering what color it was, and the girl across from me was joined by another and they both filed my toenails. I felt my head and hair being tugged on at the nape, and I thought nothing of it until I realized she had worked her way up. I felt her pulling, and poking my head, sometimes painfully, although not much more hurt. The girls across from me placed something between my toes and began to very delicately work on them while they leaned in closer. I then felt the girl above me tugging on the hair on my side, I tried to peer back and saw nothing, she worked on it and went to the other side. The girls now worked on my hands. I watched as they filed them, glued on false ones, and painted them in a pink shade. They placed my hands in a small box and air blew over them, and it was then I saw the hair falling around me, and it was blonde. I felt it all being pulled back and my head felt heavier. She worked in the front and around the bangs, all the while pulling it straight back. The other two coated my nails again, fingers and toes, and the girl behind me stopped her incessant tugging with one final one pulling upwards and picking my scalp several times. I was placed back into the chair where I was wheeled to the dryers. All three brushed my hair for ten minutes or more, and after the most erotic sensation I had ever felt I was placed under a dryer and it was turned on full blast. I sat there seeing the pink stocking clad legs poking from the pink vinyl cape, the long pink nails on my fingertips, and I could barely see the blonde hair draping over me. One of the girls came over and switched the dryer, and I soon felt the cool air rushing over me. After several minutes of this I was wheeled back to the sink, and my cape was pulled up, my garter was removed and my panties were pulled down. I watched as they daubed the hair color around my hardness, covering my pubic hairs in the liquid. I was wheeled over to the room they had in been earlier. A bar was in a corner, a huge window opened onto the Cliffside that had a small waterfall cascading down the face, a hot tub sat in one corner and it sat inside and outside. The blonde woman came in and pressed several buttons on the wall, a window opened to reveal the outer portion of the hot tub, and the growing dusk outdoors. I was led up into the water with my hard on bulging, they slid me in as not to get my corset wet and rubbed the liquid off of my pubic area. I was relieved when they pulled me out of the water and toweled me off. I noticed the blonde shade of my hair now when they wheeled me back and out of the salon. I was brought back to the pink room I had slept in, and an IV was attached to my arm. All four of them sat behind and beside me and twisted my hair up into many braids. I could feel the braids bounce off of me as they moved me around. I was laid back, and the blonde kissed me intensely. "Soon my princess, soon." She whispered into my ear. After she rose she turned several knobs on the machine, and walked away. Before the lights went out I noticed one of the bags was labeled 'hormones'. 6 It felt as if I was awake, but I was not sure, I could be dreaming, I thought. I felt a massaging on my chest, and my rear was being massaged as well. I finally saw light piercing my tired eyes. I saw the blonde sitting atop me, rubbing my chest, while two others rubbed the hands across my bottom. I felt my penis throbbing in the panties, and they were summarily pulled down and the angelic blonde once again slid onto me. I felt her suckle my breasts, and it felt incredible, so real. I came as I felt the two brunettes massage the inside of my anus, and passed out from the sensory overload. When I awoke I was in the elevator once again, and after getting out on the same floor I was once again led into the salon. I was back in the salon chair and having my hair shampooed, but it now felt very heavy when it was wetted. Two girls massaged my hair and rinsed it out before wrapping a towel around it turban style. I was wheeled to the mirror, and I became hard the instant my hair fell over me. It was longer than two feet and the most beautiful golden blonde. I watched as the blonde blew it dry, all the while brushing it out. It felt so soft and light, and so sexy. "Oh princess, all of this stimulus and no relief! Now that your hair is done lets get you dressed so we can play again!" She said while wheeling me out of the salon and into another room, which looked like a dressing room. I was placed on a velvet couch, and all of my clothing was removed. A girl came in with an armload of clothes and they proceeded to dress me all in pink. Fishnet stockings, g string, a garter to hide my excitement, a tight fitting sheer baby doll with marabou trimming that hugged my figure and breasts, and satin gloves all in a soft pink. I was put back in the wheelchair and led to the elevator where this time we went up instead of down. I was taken to another room, this one huge and containing a bed that looked like five put together, except it had a huge canopy draped in white lace. I was laid on the bed with my head barely on the edge. I felt my hair being pulled straight atop my scalp, and then it being twisted tightly. I was then raised and moved to the pillowed portion, feeling the hair above me pointing straight up. I was laid on the bed by the four women, and the three brunettes left. The blonde climbed atop me, pulling the large comforter over us. She removed my garter and rubbed the tip of my penis with the wetness of herself. I arched my back under the extreme pleasure, and she slid herself down onto me, she felt like silk sliding me in and out. I felt her rip the garment from my torso, and run her tongue across my nipples. It felt so real, and when I realized it was I came into her. She continued to ride me while I contemplated my new breasts until her own orgasm came. She purred while squeezing me inside of her, and whispered: "Tomorrow I will perm you my princess." to part 2 of the story

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