Tammy and Liz guide Trish over to one of the salon chairs. She sits down with her new bubble butt and lays back. Her thoughts are to foggy to resist. "Liz is gonna start off with your hair while I get the make-up ready." said Tammy, maneuvering the chair so that Trish's head was above a sink then going to one of the back rooms. Liz put a cloth over Trish's eyes and said, "Just relax and let us do our work." Trish did not resist them. She didn't want to resist. Something in her clouded mind told her that she wants this.
Trish could feel something being rubbed into her hair. It felt like her scalp was getting a message. In reality, Liz was rubbing a substance into Trish's head while Tammy was in the back getting supplies. It felt so good to Trish that she had an orgasm. "Almost done." said Liz, still scrubbing. She rinsed the substance out of Trish's hair and dried it off with a towel. She re-positioned the chair so that Trish was facing the mirror. Liz removed Trish's cloth so that she could see her new hair. It had turned platinum blond and had grown significantly, almost reaching her knees. "So, how do you like it?" Liz asked. "I love it!" Trish exclaimed. With a smile, Liz said, "I knew you would."
As if on cue, Tammy came in with a cart full of make-up. "Now it's my turn." Tammy said, wheeling the cart next to them. "Let's get started."