Hypno Spa, Salon, and Resort 3
Ashley and Lulu couldn’t help but be nervous. Everyone who had gone in here came out… Different. They each nodded, their hair already dyed to prevent them from touching it. They then passed each other as they got out of the subway.
This new salon had been up for only a few weeks, but it was crowded. Ashley couldn’t help but notice, since she worked for one of the nearby salons. She’d been watching the business simply fade from the one she worked for. Then, her favorite one (which was right next to it) vanished. Simply gone. She couldn’t find Rachel, nor any of the people who worked there. When she went for her biweekly trim, it was just… gone. It almost looked as if the exact space had been absorbed by the new salon. She needed to exact revenge.
Lulu was a customer there, and Ashley’s friend. Together, they plotted to inspect the salon, and if they couldn’t get an answer out of the salon’s customers, they’d have to go in themselves. The dangerous part was that Ashley’s mom had been looking for a new salon, and had recently gone out somewhere… Ashley quickly formulated a plan, with Lulu’s help.
They’d go in, act like normal customers, but find out what the salon was doing. Lulu had pulled up recent construction plans on the city hall webpage, and they found a back room where there appeared to be nothing. At the first available opportunity, they’d sneak back there.
That was how Ashley and Lulu found themselves at two different entrances, their hair dyed with hard-to-style hair gel, and gobs of it still ready to apply when the time was right.
Lulu was first. She strolled in… and was greeted by a beautiful woman, just standing there at a welcome desk.
“Hello there! My name’s Ashley, and I’d like to welcome you to our salon!” She smiled, her brunette hair curved tightly up into a bun on the back of her head. Lulu smiled, as she personally really liked the bun hairstyle.
“H-hi. I’m here to get my hair done.” She smiled at the brunette Ashley, her own pink hair flowing down to about her shoulders. Lulu couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked, how perfect her earrings looked… Her registration as a new customer happened so fast, and before she knew it, Lulu was giggling and happily waiting in a chair at the salon.
This wasn’t right… It didn’t feel right… Lulu knew that, and all she could do is smile and sit back. Her mind told her to stick some more gel in her hair, although she spilled some on her nose… It was the perfume. Every single lady who walked past had the same perfume. Every worker, every customer smelled the same, and it was what was stopping Lulu from concentrating on her mission. Lulu looked around, stuffed some more up her nose, grabbed a few tissues, and snuck over to the area they’d decided earlier.
Meanwhile, Ashley was smiling happily, talking to the other Ashley, the brunette. Ashley had recently been transferred from the other branch, and couldn’t stop prattling on. She had to keep the act up, though… and kept smiling and nodding, falsely wanting to get her hair done. Finally, the brunette stopped and handed her a seat number on a card. It was close to where she needed to go, too… but when she got there…
The hairstylist smiled, happily accepting her into the seat.
“Hello, Ashley! How are you?”
“I’m doing just fine. Could you just trim it?”
“Well, yes, but you’re not going to use the free House Special?” The blonde hairdresser inquired, her own hair… up in a bun as well, and Ashley noticed the pretty Pearls she wore. It was as if the hairdresser was draped around them, shaped, molded by them…
Ashley stared, her own mouth open, and softly whispered, “no…”
The hairdresser frowned, turning away and secretively pressing a button underneath the counter. A secret buzz began to sound around the facility, the employees knowing exactly what it meant… Someone was resisting. Someone who would soon find their bun up, and their mind out.
“Shampoo, Ashley?” Emiliya held her Pearly braceleted hand up, gently showcasing the bottle that was formulated to put her customers deep into trance. She’d just gotten promoted to the new salon, too, and not a single customer was going to stop her from becoming Salonist of the Year.
“N-no… i… trim, please…” Emiliya had noticed early on that Ashley had a weakness for her Pearls, just like she did. So, for the past few minutes, she’d been doing nothing but keeping her customer occupied with her earrings, necklace, bracelet, and anklet. Goodness, this was going to wreak havoc on her times…
She sighed, finally accepting defeat.
“Will you use it next time you come back and see me?” Ashley nodded, biting her lip and staring at the Pearl-encrusted woman standing over her.
“I-i’ll come back and use it, I promise! J-just… not now.”
Emiliya smiled, quickly trimming her customer’s hair, and cleaning up. After her customer was gone, she stepped back against the wall, putting her bun in the rubber hood where she belonged. It closed behind her, and she sighed happily as she received new directions and information about her next customer.
Ashley scowled, sneaking into the secret room and finding Lulu there.
“Find anything?” Lulu frowned, shaking her head. Lulu… there was something wrong about her… but Ashley couldn’t quite tell.
“You?”
“Nah, just got distracted by this hairdresser.”
Ashley sat down in one of the chairs, noticing that there were two small hidden buttons…
“Lulu! Quick, I think I found something…” She gestured to the chairs, explaining…
Lulu sat down, and they both pressed one of the buttons. Clamps quickly rose out of the chairs as the two girls shrieked, and as hard as they tried to press the same button, it seemed to be depressed into the chair. Ashley suggested pressing the second button, but the second button did nothing at first. Then, the seats began slowly sinking into the ground, and the clamps weren’t coming off. They weren’t coming out of the clamps, either...
Inside, there was an entire lab of beautiful scientists, each of them with their hair up in a bun, gathered around what looked like a hair tie in a glass cage.
“Now, fellow scientists, I believe we’ve now perfected our Helper.” Each of them smiled in turn, looking into the box. The black hair tie was unmoving, and seemed to just… sit there.
“Let’s have a quick test before our volunteers arrive.” Volunteers? Lulu shot a concerned look at Ashley. They certainly wouldn’t want to volunteer for anything…
The scientists gathered on the side facing Lulu so Ashley couldn’t see anything, but Lulu could…
They dangled a few strands of synthetic white hair down into the cage, and the small hair tie twitched twice before almost devouring the hair, quickly sprinting up to the end of the cage, where the hair was held by a steel bar. It… it almost turned entirely white, it looked like… and shiny, too… Perfect. It was perfectly shiny and white. The scientists smiled, gently touching a place inside the… No! It was a perfect hair bun when it attached to her hair, just like a sock or a doughnut style bun… That’s what a Helper was! It was to help her b-
“Well, well! Our volunteers have arrived.” With a loud booming voice, the head scientist smiled, grabbing two of the Helpers and walking towards them. The other two scientists quickly affixed oxygen masks and gassed them quickly with a light soporific. Unable to do anything, Ashley could only watch as slowly, the Helper approached her friend’s head. However, there appeared to be a problem, and the scientists unattached the helper. The assistants quickly grabbed a few tables, and some cushions, and supported their heads as the scientists chatted in hushed tones.
After figuring it out, the scientists grinned, looking right at Lulu’s beautiful rose-colored hair, and one of them pulled it back into a straight and tight ponytail. Ashley could only see Lulu’s widened eyes for a brief second, but they were as wide as dinner plates…
Then the Helper touched her hair, and it slowly crept up the beautiful pink hair. Lulu seemed to be… enjoying it. Her ponytail was slowly disappearing, and she seemed to be loving it. It looked… well, hot, to be honest. The small black Helper disappearing and becoming a small pink rosebud atop Lulu’s head… If Ashley didn’t know that her friend was disappearing before her eyes, it would’ve been almost arousing, in a way. Lulu’s Helper was three-quarters gone, and she almost looked like she was yelling, bucking her hips… almost… wanting it to finish.
Then, her head shot upright as the Helper was almost done. Ashley could see her friend say a few words as her eyes began to calm and become almost blank as Lulu stared and smiled ahead.
The scientists smiled happily, clapping and smiling. Ashley… The hairdresser was there! She was one of the assistants, the one that put the Helper on Lulu! She struggled against her restraints, wishing, needing to get out… and then one of the assistants quickly held her own head down. Frightened, she could feel them stroking her bright blue hair, beginning to tie it into a tight blue ponytail…
Before they slipped it on, she felt a rush of air come in, and it was her hairdresser.
“Aren’t you glad you stuck around and didn’t get the House Special?” She laughed happily, then stuck the mask back on. The Helper went on her ponytail, and oh God, it felt good… It had full control of her ponytail. It was crawling up, and it almost felt… arousing. It was arousing… she was getting wetter and wetter, just thinking about the Helper taking total control of her…
She couldn’t help it. She needed it to take control, just take her hair and her mind both… She gasped, feeling it at her scalp, slowly tightening her hair into a tight and shiny bun…!
Ashley came, her head quickly tilting straight up as she uttered some meaningless words.
“Bun is up, mind is out…” She felt all of her thoughts immediately become sucked up into her bun as she was still.
Ashley was freed from her restraints. Ashley did not think anymore.
Ashley was told that her Bunmistress was Emiliya, and Lulu’s too.
Ashley would recommend the Hypno Salon, Spa, and Resort to her friends.
Ashley would wear her Pearls (yessss must wear Pearls wanted to wear Pearls and obey) like a good girl, and so would Lulu.
Lulu would bring home a full case of deactivated Helpers for her friends, but Ashley would bring home five. One for her house, and four for her salon.
Her own salon would slowly become a spreading for the Helpers. The Helpers were wonderful, but Ashley didn’t need anyone telling her that. The Helpers would go on her friends’ ponytails. Until they were full bunslaves, the Helpers would teach them everything about obeying at the Hypno Salon, Spa, and Resort. And even after they were full bunslaves… the Helpers would help make sure their buns were shiny and tight, although their Helpers would be repurposed as the new components in the hairdryers that were worn out after consistent use.
Ashley smiled happily and blankly forward as she was commanded to return to ‘normal’, letting her thoughts mostly return, filtered through her Helper.
Her mother was first, then her brother Isaac, who had been recently growing his hair out… probably for some girl who wanted him. She’d get Helped too. Then, the trio would have to work their wonders on her stubborn dad, who also had thinning hair…
Lulu smiled widely. Her girlfriend was first, and would look beautiful with her violet-streaked hair up in a tight and shiny bun. Then, her girlfriend’s all-female family, then her own family… persuaded, of course, by her girlfriend’s family.
Emiliya smiled, ordering the bunslaves to finger their buns, biting her lip as she saw them smile and quickly delve a finger into their new blue and pink buns… Buns were up, minds were out, as the slogan went.
