Tug of War 53.1 (Patreon)

"Oh, Tiff, honey, just wait and see! You're going to love your new look so much!"

It was Sunday afternoon, and once again Timothy was at the beauty salon. Marlene, the hairdresser, had previously said that she didn't work on Sundays, but she decided to make an exception for Timothy since she was so close to Susan and that was such a special occasion for her friend's daughter… 

As usually happened there, the feminized boy had very little say about what was going on. Before he realized it, Marlene and Susan had already decided it was time for what they called a big makeover. 

"Don't get me wrong, doll" Marlene started explaining. "Your bob hairstyle does look incredibly cute on you. However, I think cute isn't exactly what you're aiming for today, right? It's time to turn you into a real knockout... a jaw-dropping beauty! I know you have the potential for it, honey… especially now with your new girls, huh?" the hairdresser winked slyly, looking at Timothy's breasts. "You just need the right hairstyle. I see that you have been taking good care of your hair. It's so thick and bright, not to mention how fast it's growing! However, for what I have in mind today, you'll need some extensions. Don't worry, though. I have the gorgeous hair extensions right here… the best available! You'll see how natural they look!" 

"Hair extensions?" Timothy cried out, freaking out. "B-but Marlene, I've never had long hair! Gee, I... I'm not sure this is, like, a good idea!"

"Oh, don't worry, dear. You'll get used to it in no time! Of course, having long hair can be a bit tricky sometimes... You'll need to spend a little more time taking care of it. But when you see the results, you surely will agree that the effort will be worth it!"

Timothy flinched at that. He already had to spend a hell lot of time taking care of his hair every single day. What would his life be like with long hair? Would he have time for anything other than brushing it over and over again until his mom said it was enough? Marlene, however, paid no attention to his complaints, and Susan encouraged the hairdresser to keep doing her work. 

"Just relax, sweetie" Susan told her feminized stepson. "Marlene is the professional here, remember? Has she ever let you down? Certainly not, because she knows what she's doing. Tonight will be a very special night for you. You want to look stunning for that, don't you?" 

Timothy bit his lip, pissed off. He couldn't stand people talking about his special night anymore. All of this was his father's fault, or course, which made him hate the man even more intensely, something that seemed impossible before. He simply didn't want to think about what would happen that night… He would need a fantastic plan not to get even more screwed up, and he hadn't managed to come up with anything yet.

The process of putting on the hair extensions seemed to take forever. The only relief for the boy was that nobody said he would have to undergo another electrolysis session that day. Now that he was thinking about it, he couldn't remember the last time that a single strand of hair had grown on his body or face, something he found weird. Obviously, he had no idea that he had already had so many of those sessions that they no longer needed... ever. As long as he lived, his face and body would be permanently and irreversibly hairless.

While Marlene worked on his hair, other girls came over to take care of his nails and makeup. They all kept talking nonstop about how superb Tiffany's new breasts were, and the boy wished he were wearing something more modest – The tight robe he had on could barely cover his bra and ample chest.   

"Alright, I think it's all done!" Marlene announced, much time later. "Oh, Tiff, darling, thanks for being so patient. I bet you're dying to see your new look, aren't you? You don't have to wait any longer, sweetie. Let's see what you think."

She then turned his chair toward the mirror, and the feminized boy looked at his reflection, gaping…