After just over an hour, Brie teetered back into the room that contained the slumbering Ororo. A dazzling, debauched smile graced the stylist’s face as she basked in the hot afterglow of her multiple climaxes thanks at the talented tongues of her fellow BLISS Sluts in the break room. She could still hear her wild screams of ecstasy ringing in her head and it only made the smile gracing her gorgeous face all the wider at the recent memory.
She shimmied to where the naturally beautiful black woman sat sleeping and saw that the machine had worked its magic in the hour she had been away. Ororo’s white hair had grown out on the sides, now reaching just past her ears. The strands had also gotten softer and more feathery, fluffed up and shiny. The only thing was that the center portion of the slumbering woman’s hair was still longer, which caused Brie to let out a giggle at the sight. It was nothing that her expertise as a hair stylist couldn’t fix, after all.
Brie’s shiny lips curled in a pleased smile at the unconscious, helpless woman, and she imagined what was going on in the poor woman’s mind. Turning the pulsating machine off, Brie felt a warm, pleasant tingle spread throughout her body as she fantasized about all the things she could do to Ororo once she was a true BLISS beauty in body and mind.
First thing was first, though, and Brie sashayed over to the room’s salon station. She stood in front of the large mirror and began making sure her hair and makeup were perfect after her time in the break room. It wouldn’t do at this stage for her appearance to be anything but perfect. All BLISS Sluts needed to look perfect.
After her inspection and brief touch up, Brie retrieve a small glass vial from a nearby drawer and uncorked it. Raising it to her own nose, she took a sniff of the sweet aroma and sighed in utter contentment before placing the sweet-smelling substance under Ororo’s nose. As she breathed in the strong fragrence, the heroine gasped out a long, undeniably sexual moan, slowly opening her sleepy eyes.
“Wakey, wakey,” Brie giggled, “How do you feel, Ororo?”
“I...fell asleep?” Ororo asked, looking around the room, “Hmmm, I feel soooooooo relaxed, Brie.”
“That is perfectly fine, hon. I have some really good news for you! The hair on the sides of your head has grown out,” Brie beamed, “See for yourself.”
Brie moved out of the way of the large mirror and Ororo gazed at her reflection. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw that her mohawk-look was now a thing of the past. She could see that her hair still needed plenty of work, but she just knew somehow that Brie would help her with that. That knowledge sent a pleasant charge throughout her entire body, and the female mutant sighed out contently. She and her reflection made eye contact and they shared a wide, giddy smile. She then turned her head to beam up at the redhead.
“Oh, thank you so much, Brie,” Ororo proclaimed. She brought her hands up to the sides of her head to make sure it was all real.
“You’re so welcome, Ororo, but we’re not done yet. I need you to look your very best for the rest of the day,” Brie purred, as she wheeled Ororo back towards the main styling area of the room. The ravishing redhead gave the black woman a long look before she glanced back down at the white-haired woman, “We all must look our very best at all times, isn’t that right, Ororo?”
Ororo was still absorbed with her new appearance, and eventually what Brie had said sunk into her foggy mind. She smiled up once more at Brie and nodded her head slowly. The weather-controlling mutant felt as if she had heard an echo in her stylist’s statement, and a pleasant feeling flooded the female mutant’s body once again. Ororo’s beautiful blue eyes became dazed and she looked up at Brie and purred out her agreement.
“...look our very best...” Ororo repeated, her voice faint and dream-like.
Brie smiled knowingly and continue, “Now, hon, how long do you eventually want your hair? If you wanted anything as long as mine, you will need to come back for daily treatments. Would you like that?”
Brie then turned her body to model her long shiny red hair that was soft and straight, falling to the small of the sexy stylist’s back.
“Mmmmm,” Ororo moaned. Brie turned back and began to softly run her long-nailed fingers through Storm’s scalp, and it was driving the dazed mutant to become more and more relaxed. Through half-lidded eyes, Storm looked up at her stylist and murmured, “Yesssss! ….long hair… daily… treatments….!”
“Such a good choice, honey!” Brie exclaimed, flashing a wide smile, “And what a smart girl! I just know we are going to become the best of friends!”
Brie then looked at Ororo once more and tapped her finger to her plump bottom lip. She was like an artist studying a block of clay before creating a masterpiece. Finally, Brie glanced around the room and stated, “Come with me. For this we should be in the main salon room.”
Ororo flashed a wide smile and giggled out in pure joy. She wouldn’t be in the back room like some sort of outcast. Now that her hair was normal she could be made pretty in the main salon area. Another tingle passed through her and she reflexively muttered,
“‘BLISS is going to make me pretty!”