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Susan felt uneasy while she was climbing into the big barberchair. She even never had visited a barbershop. Julian had never taken her with him when he got his hair cut and she had not been prepared for it this Saturday morning. Julian and Susan had been shopping and when they had brought their purchases to the car Julian had said to her: "Let's go back to the mall, I've a birthday present for you."

"But my birthday is not tomorrow, it's Sunday next week," Susan had told him.

Slightly irritated Julian had remarked: "I know when your birthday is. It takes some time to accomplish whaduringt I have in mind for you."

Susan didn't understand what he meant but Julian wouldn't tell her more as it would spoil the element of surprise. She was totally amazed when he had halted in front of the barbershop and had ushered her inside.

Three barbers had been busy at three chairs, two guys and a boy were waiting and all had looked up at the entering of Julian and Susan who had sat down in the waiting area.

"Next," one of the barbers had said, looking at Julian. He had taken her hand, pulled her to her feet and led her to the chair.

Everything in Susan's life had changed and still was changing since she had come to this big city two months ago to go to college. Her father had a farm in the Mid West and because of her outstanding eagerness to learn during visiting elementary school her teacher had advised to send her to a high school in the little town about fifteen miles away. Though she didn't excell exceedingly she nevertheless had gained a scholarship for the university.

At the introduction she had met Julian, a senior student, three years older than Susan. She didn't understand why he felt attracted to her, a shy and naieve blue-eyed country-side girl with long lank blonde hair. But Julian had recognized her as a rough diamond which had to be polished to become a piece of jewelry.

Julian had become her support and resort. She adored him so much that she didn't know if she loved him. Julian had set his mind to transform Susan from a country girl into a sophisticated little lady. At her birthday the transformation should be accomplished. At least for the time being....

So this Saturday the first phase would start.

While Susan sat down in the chair Julian talked to the barber but she couldn't hear what he was saying. The barber nodded. He shook out a cape and draped it across Susan's shoulders. He put a piece of crepe-paper around her neck, asked Julian to lift her hair and fixed the cape over the paper.

The barber started to brush Susan's hair and she relaxed somewhat. She still had no idea what he was going to do but she was too shy and overawed to ask. Julian had told her nothing and she concluded that it was part of the surprise. The barber threw the brush at the counter and with a broad-toothed comb he drew a a horizontal part from her right temple across her occipital bone to her left temple. He pinned up the long hair above the part and combed down the hair below.

Susan jumped when she heard a humming sound near her right ear and horrified she saw and felt how the barber put a pair of clippers inverted at her temple below the part and moved them downwards. A lock of two feet length fell into her lap, immediately followed by several more. Her eyes filled with tears and blurred her vision. Why did Julian let him do this? The barber had moved to the backside of her head and Susan knew that all of her hair below the part was sheared off. The barber pushed her head to her chest and Susan felt the clippers shave her nape and the back of her head. Then he turned to the left side and removed in the same way her hair as he had done on the other side. With a soft brush he swept the sides and back clean and unpinned the hair on top of her head. It fell down and through her tears she looked at her image in the mirror and noticed no major change. In any case the shaven parts of her head were covered by the remaining hair. The barber removed the cape and Susan sighed of relief. For the first time the barber spoke: "You may rise."

Susan looked for Julian but she didn't see him. A young girl, about her age, approached her. Smiling she said: "Will you follow me, please?"

Surprised Susan did as she asked. She was ushered to the backside of the barbershop where the shampoo-basins were situated. Susan sat down and reclined backwards with her head in the basin. She relaxed while the girl washed her hair and massaged her scalp. She made Susan sit upright and twisted her long tresses to wring them out. With a towel she dried them further somewhat and subsequently she applied a dark coloured jelly to the still damp hair and covered it with a soft plastic cap.

"I'll be back in thirty minutes," she announced while supplying Susan with a few magazines.

Half an hour later she removed the cap and had Susan lean backwards. She rinsed Susan's hair and set her under a dryer. Some time later she came back with a handmirror. The colour of Susan's blonde hair had changed into a bright red. The girl combed it out and tied it into a ponytail, exposing the shaved sides and back. Suddenly Julian stood next to the chair.

"Perfect," he said, "Just as I had had in view. What do you think, honey?"

"When you like it I do too. Though I'll need some time to get used to it. It's a big change."

"Be prepared for more, hon. We have just started. But first we'll have lunch, I'm getting hungry."

Susan had no idea which changes she had to expect but first she had to face the showing of her new hairstyle in public when Julian took her to a restaurant. She had the impression that everyone stared her in the face which put her out of countenance.

"Don't be shy, just gaze back at them

After lunch Julian didn't drive home but put his car at another parking lot and ushered Susan to a tattoo-shop. A young woman waited for them.

"Hi, I'm Livia. You must be Susan. What do you want me to do to her?" She asked Julian.

"Could you tattoo a snake from one ear to the other?"

"Of course," she passed the fingers of one hand across the bared parts of Susan's head, "Though I have to shave her."

"Sure, no problem."

Livia covered the area with shaving foam and shaved it meticulously smooth.

"It will hurt somewhat," she said after having desinfected the area. She put on latex handshoes and started to outline the contours of the snake.

It hurted a lot but Susan didn't complain. Obviously Julian liked it to give her this decoration. She refused to think whether she did too.

With some interruptions and coffee-breaks the job was finished three hours later.

Next Wednesday Julian again took Susan with him to the tattoo-shop. Livia started to give Susan a permanent make-up: eyeliner and lipcontours. She used laser beams to reduce her eyebrows to two perfect bows which gave her face an expression of surprise. The colour of them was died a dark brown. Susan's earlobes were supplied with big golden hoops while the cartilage of the shells were each pierced at four places and studs installed. Also one was placed in her left nostril and a ring in her belly-button.

"Will you now please take off your panties, lie down on that table and put your legs in the stirr-ups. I have to shave your pubes," Livia announced.

Susan looked embarrassed at Julian.

"Just do as she asks, hon. Don't feel ashamed, Livia is used to do this."

"But why? What are you going to do?" Susan asked Livia.

"I'll install golden hoops at your vaginal lips, two on each side. Don't be afraid, I'll use a local anaesthetic first. But the area should be shaven."

Reluctantly Susan removed her panties and climbed on the table. She didn't like this at all but she was so much dazed by all those new sensations that had happened to her that she didn't dare to protest. She knew that Julian wanted to surprise her, so she submitted to his wishes.

The Saturday before her birthday the ( for the time being ) final metamorphosis of Susan took place. Julian went with her to a dress-shop and bought minidresses and miniskirts, short haltertops and T-shirts, high-heels and black boots. Susan left the shop wearing a red leather miniskirt, white haltertop, leaving her waist uncovered, a sheer black pantyhose and black boots. Though outside most of her outfit was hided from view by a wintercoat.

They had dinner in a restaurant and with her locks in a ponytail and the snake on her scalp clearly visible Susan was a centre of attraction but now she did care less. Her new appearance had made her more self-confident. In one week she had changed from a naieve shy country girl into a vamp, at least so far as appearances go. Her inner self had not changed that much though she still more was disposed to do what Julian wanted.

That night they slept for the first time together. Not the first time for both of them but together they hadn't done it before.

"Happy birthday, honey," Julian said when they awakened at Sunday morning, "As a symbol of your metamorphosis I'll give you a new name. No longer Susan but Suzy or Sue. What do you think?"

"All whatever you want, darling. There's only one thing that bothers me: what will my folks say? It's such a little village where I come from."

"Yeah, but you live now in the big city and you are no longer a country cousin. They'll have to accept that."

"Yes but it's a rather conservative community. "

"Honey, you are of age. You can decide yourself how you want to look like."

"I have no income, Julian, my scholarship is not enough, my parents support me."

"Do you think that they won't more do that because you changed your appearance somewhat."

"No but they have a say in the matter."

"You know what? They certainly will call you today to congratulate you with your birthday. Tell them that you have boyfriend and that you have got new looks. So they will be prepared when you go back home for Christmas."

Susan's parents were more broadminded than Susan feared and she did wear her former clothes, her hair hanging-down, covering the shaven parts and her ears. So, only the expression of her face had altered and the colour of er hair. Of course they wanted to know anything about her boyfriend; she had to promise to bring him soon.

"So after all it was easier than you supposed," Julian said when she had come back to him. "Well, we'll proceed then for your metamorphosis has not been completed yet."

He handed Suzy a box. She opened it and found : scissors, a pair of clippers, a razor and shaving gel. Questioning she looked at her boyfriend.

Grinning he said: "The snake shouldn't hide himself in the bush, should he?"

When time had come he would use the instruments. He didn't yet tell her now but he wanted to gradually cut and shave off more and more of her hair.

And the final phase of her transformation would be accomplished when her head should be bald like a billiard-ball.............

The end.

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