One day we were having lunch and she informed me that the barber shop where she is working is going out of business and that she decided to go to work in one of those new hair styling/makeover salons. She jokingly said "Now you can come in a let me do your hair since I am now a hair stylist instead of just a barber". Kim started telling me how much different it was going to
be working with women clientele. She said it was a unisex shop, but that most of the clients were women. Kim expressed concern that she had not worked with long hair since she had gone to barber school. She jokingly said to me "It sure would be fun to practice on your long hair before my first day". I said I would think about it. 

Kim and I have been friends for 5 years, but that is as far as went. I secretly have always had a crush on her, but was always afraid it would ruin our friendship if I divulged my fantasies to her. She called the next day and asked if I had come to a decision. I asked her about what? She said "about me practicing on your hair". I decided that this was a great time to test the waters. I said, I would let her practice on me, if she go out a date with me, and then go to bed with me afterward. She
laughed, and said it was a deal, but I would have to let her do anything she wanted during the practice session. I excitingly agreed. 

Kim had arranged with her new boss to use the salon on a Sunday when they were closed. I arrived at the agreed to time, and she was already there waiting for me. I must say she was looking especially nice today and I told her so. She said the new owner insists they look their best. Kim said she just wanted to verify one more time that she could treat me like one of her new
typical customers, and I agreed. Little did I know what I was in for.

The first thing she did was ask me to go into the changing room, and remove my clothes, and put on a smock. This was weird but I did it. 

Next we went back to the shampoo area, and she shampooed my hair. Boy was this relaxing, first she had me lay back the special shampoo chairs they had here. Next she wet down my hair and applied this sweet smelling shampoo. She began massaging it in. I was hoping it would never end. She rinsed out the shampoo, and I was disappointed it was over. But, she
applied more shampoo, and started the wonderful head massage again. I was hoping that she did not notice the tent that forming in my lap. This second shampoo lasted about 5 minutes, I was in heaven. She rinsed out the shampoo again, and to my surprise, massaged in another product which she said was a deep conditioner. She said this would stay in for 10 minutes and in
the mean time she would go get things ready. Ten minutes later she came back and rinsed out my hair one final time. 

We went out to her new station in the salon. The first thing she wanted to practice was highlights. I said I thought she was just going to practice cutting my hair and was this really necessary, and she said I had promised to let her practice anything, so I let her go on. She pulled this weird looking cap over my head and began pulling strands of hair through the holes in the cap. Next
she started brushing on this foul smelling mixture. I found out that this had to stay in for thirty minutes. 

Kim then said while the highlights were processing, she wanted to practice doing nails. I said "No Way", but she got this sad puppy dog look on her face, and reminded me that I had promised to let her practice anything. At this point I was getting worried, but I said OK. She first had me dip my hands in some kind of liquid. Then she began doing my cuticles. Next she filed and buffed all of my nails down. Now, to my surprise, she began placing extensions on each nail. She let them dry, and shaped them. Then she applied a bright red nail polish to each nail. I have to admit the attention she was giving me was wonderful, but I was getting really worried. I am a man after all, how was she going to change me back? I told her I was worried. She came around to the front and said don't worry, everything will be fine. Needless to say, I kept quiet. 

It was now time for her to rinse my head again. We went back to the shampoo chair where she rinsed out my hair again, and removed to cap. We went back to her chair and she took a brush and hair dryer and began drying and styling my hair. WOW, did my hair look different! But little did I know, I haven't seen anything yet! Kim said next she wanted to practice a cut and
perm. I was really getting worried now, but she calmed me down by giving me a long
deep kiss. 

She took her spray bottle and wet my hair down again and then began cutting off just a small amount in order to get what looked like a shoulder length bob. She also took a big section in the front and combed it down over my face. She cut it all off right just below my eyebrows. She began drying my hair again and I saw I now had a very feminine bob haircut with blond
highlights. I have to admit that if this haircut was on a woman I would find it very sexy. 

Now Kim wanted to practice a perm. She wet down my hair and started winding it in these very small rollers and paper strips. A LOT OF THEM. These long strips of cotton were placed all around the perimeter of my head. Next she started squirting this solution on each and every roller. My whole head was covered with plastic. She said I would have to stay this way for
thirty minutes.. 

She next explained that one of the services she would be performing was hair removal. She informed me that while the perm was processing, she wanted to practice this. Again I was very worried, but she calmed me by  giving me another very long deep kiss. 

She pulled my smock up to my thighs and began placing this HOT wax on small sections of my legs. Strips of paper were rubbed in, and then VERY quickly pulled off. It hurt like hell, but then she immediately would massage that section with her soft
warm hands, and would make it feel better. She finished both legs, and then wanted to practice a bikini wax. Who was I to argue? 

She pulled the smock up all the way to my waist.  She began trimming my pubic hair with scissors. Then she again wanted to use the hot wax. She spread the hot wax and then rubbed in the paper strips, and quickly ripped them off. I yelped! She then began to trim the rest of my pubic hair real close, and spread some more hot wax along the waist line. She rubbed in the paper and ripped it off one last time. She rubbed all around my crotch with some warm lotion and I was now in heaven. To my surprise all she did now was lower my smock back down to cover my legs. 

It was now time to remove the rollers. We went back to the shampoo room, and she rinsed out all of the rollers, and removed them. We went back to her station and I sat down facing the mirror. Oh my god, you should see me now. I looked like Shirley Temple. All of these frosted curls were hanging down framing my face. She loved it. Well at this point I was really beginning to
look like a female. I asked if she was done yet, but she said "NO". Kim said this was also a makeover salon, and she wanted to go all the way. As she was saying this, she was caressing my face very gently, and blowing in my ear. As you can guess, I again agreed to anything. 

She came around to the front, and started looking at me very strangely. I asked what was wrong. She said the first thing she would need to do is to shape my eyebrows. Again, she wanted to use the hot wax. Taking a small applicator, she spread the wax along the bottom of my brows. A small strip of paper was rubbed in, and then ripped off. You should have seen how much hair was removed. She did the same to the other brow. She then took tweezers, and started to pluck even more out, one at a time. Fifteen minutes later she was finished. I was astonished to see the difference. 

Since Kim was a barberette for the last five years, she knew how to give a professional shave. Before she continued the makeover, she said I needed a close shave. She had brought all of her barber tools with her. First she applied a hot towel around my face to soften up the beard. After a while she removed it. I heard the wine of a lather machine behind me. She came around and straddled my lap and very slowly began rubbing in the lather, even into my long sideburns. She began sharpening her straight razor on the strap she had brought with her. She again straddled my lap, and began lovingly shaving my face. Very slowly, she shaved every inch of my face. She then placed another hot towel on my face and cleaned me up. I looked in the mirror and saw that she had even shaved off my sideburns all the way to the top of my ear. Well, no problem,
they would grow back. 

I figured for sure she was finished now, but she immediately began rubbing some lotion on my face, I later found out this was foundation. Then she applied some powder with a powder puff. Now she was brushing mascara on my eyelashes. She told me to look down, and started painting on eyeliner on my upper lids. She blew on them very lightly to dry them. 
They she said to look up, and applied more eyeliner along my lower lids. Now she was shaping my eyebrows again with a pencil, and then applied several various colors of eye shadows. Now she was brushing some color onto my cheeks. Last but not least, she began outlining my lips with a red pencil. She began filling in my lips with a bright red lipstick, and then had me "blot". She
applied a second coat of bright red lipstick. 

She did a little more styling on my hair, and then turned around the chair so I could see myself. Oh my....I did not recognize the woman in the mirror, she was really beautiful! 

Kim looked very pleased. I asked her "What now?". She then sat down and said she had two fantasies, both of which I could now help here realize. She said fantasy one was to makeover a guy to look like a girl, and then make passionate love to him.
Fantasy two was to cut a woman's hair very short into a mans hairstyle. She said she would complete fantasy one with me if I would agree to help her realize fantasy two. Who was I to deny Kim her fantasies. 

Immediately she started removing her clothes, and then removed my smock. She sat me down in the shampoo chair, and we began making love.
 

We both cooled down after a while, and she thanked me. I THANKED HER! Then she started telling me that the barbershop she worked at really was not closing, and that she really was not changing jobs and that a friend of hers allowed her to use the beauty salon
for the day. She had tricked me into fulfilling her fantasies. I was not the least bit upset. I asked how she planned on changing me back? She said not to worry. Her plan was to have me come into her barber shop later that day as her last appointment (yes they were open on Sunday), and I would give this "woman" a short mans haircut. Then once the shop was closed, she
would help me clean up, and I would then be a man again. I was concerned because I liked my hair long. She kissed me and admitted that she has always secretly loved me, but hated my long hair. In addition to fulfilling her fantasies, she was going to get to give me the short haircut she always thought I should have. Well, again, I could not deny her. I also loved her very much.

She gave me a dress to wear, and said to meet her at the barbershop at 5:00. I was very embarrassed to go out in public like this, but she assured me that I would pass for a woman. I wore sandals so I would not have to worry about learning to walk in high heels. 

Well, 5:00 came and I walked into the barbershop. There were three men barbers and Kim. She was busy finishing up with a customer. Bill the owner asked if he could help me. He looked very surprised when I told him that I was here for a haircut. He said to step right up, but I told him I had an appointment with Kim. He looked very disappointed. 

Kim finished up with her customer and called me over. To my dismay, Bill and the two other male barbers decided to stay and watch. You see they don't normally get women customers in the shop. 

Kim asked me how I would like my hair? I said I was sick of this mass of curls, and would like a short crop. The men gasped, but Kim didn't give it a second thought. 

She wrapped a strip of paper around my neck, and then swished the cape around me. First she began cutting off the curls with 7" shears. She started on the right side, above the ear. You should have seen the look on the three men's faces. She continued cutting it very short all the way around to the left side. She came around front and cut my bangs right off. She continued with
the shears and cut most of the curls off the top. 

She then stopped and turned around to the counter. She came back with clippers. She said she was going to use the longest guard she had to play it safe. She started in the back at the nape, and just pushed them up the back and all the across to the front. Hair was falling everywhere. She continued with the clippers until my whole head was one short length, about one inch.
She asked if this was short enough and I reached up to feel it. Deep inside I was sorry to feel my long hair was gone, but I was really getting excited about having short hair. I said "No, let's go shorter". The men gasped! She changed the guard to the #3 guard, why fool around? Again she went over the whole head starting at the nape. When she was finished I checked it again,
and said "I like the top, but the back and sides are still too long". I did not know this, but she changed to a 000 guard. After all, this was HER fantasy. She began clipping the back and the sides. I could see skin, I don't think my hair was ever this short.
This, combined with the makeup I was still wearing was making me very excited. 

I felt my head, and Kim asked if it was short enough yet? I though for a second and asked what she thought? She said she though it would look good even shorter. I thought that the only thing shorter than what it was now was to be bald. I told her I was in her capable hands, and to do what she thought would look best. 

She took the same clippers that still had the 000 guard, and clipped the top of my head. I was now bald, but she was not done.
She took a hot towel and wrapped it around my head. I then heard that familiar whir of the hot lather machine. She removed the towel, and started spreading the lather on my scalp. She took the same razor she had earlier used on my face, and started scraping away the stubble. She took her time, and I think the three men barbers were going crazy, I know I was. When she
was finished, she took the hot towel and cleaned up the excess lather. She jokingly asked if it was short enough yet, and I answered "YYYes". 

At this point the men had had their share of excitement and left. This left me alone in the shop with Kim. She went to the front, put out the CLOSED sign, and pulled down the shades. She thanked me for fulfilling all of her fantasies and said she would help me clean up and change back to a man. She removed my makeup, and gingerly removed the fake fingernails. She had
brought my men's clothes with her from the beauty salon where I had changed. Just as I was about to get dressed, I noticed she was sitting in the barber chair.  She said she needed a shave, and would I help? 

I went over to her an lovingly kissed her. I placed a hot towel on her and ....

Needless to say, Kim is now my barberette for life.