Sissy Charlotte Has Fun at The Salon! (part 2)

(part 1) “Um, something cute and… pixieish?” she replied, her voice slightly shaky. “Great choice. I have just the thing in mind,” the woman said with a smile before turning to Auntie Brenda. “Is it okay if I add some highlights to give her hair more dimension?” “Of course, go ahead,” Auntie Brenda consented with a smile. The hairstylist began working on her hair, chatting about different hair care tips and products. She found herself relaxing under Sarah’s gentle touch, and soon, she was lost in her thoughts, feeling a tingling warmth spreading through her body, her most intimate parts responding eagerly beneath her now soaking panties. “Looks like someone is enjoying herself,” the hairstylist teased, causing the other women to giggle. She blushed furiously, feeling humiliated and horny at the same time. She tried to hide her excitement, but it was evident to everyone in the salon… “Now, let’s put some color on those cute little nails of yours; follow me.” Next, it was time for her manicure and pedicure. She followed her to the nail section and sat on another cushioned stool, her feet in a warm bath as the nail technician started working on her hands and feet. As the technician massaged her feet, Charlotte couldn’t help but moan and squirm, her clittie leaking precum, leaving a stain over the seat. “Someone is very sensitive here.” the technician commented with a smirk, causing her to red and look away. After the makeover was complete, Brenda had her stand in front of a full-length mirror, admiring her transformation. She couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked, with her soft curls, cured hands, and painted nails. But Brenda wasn’t done embarrassing her just yet. “Now, Charlotte, I want you to stand here and play with your clittie for all these lovely ladies to see.” Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock and embarrassment. “But Auntie Brenda-”
“No buts, Charlotte.” Brenda scolded, placing her hands on her hips. “You want to be a woman, don’t you? Well, real women know how to please themselves. Now, show us what you’ve got.” Feeling mortified, she hesitantly placed her fingers on her clittie, rubbing it slowly, just as she had been taught. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the stares and giggles of the women around her, but it only aroused her more. “Oh…ohh…” slowly… “MMmmm…ahh…aHHHH!” As arousal peaked within her core amidst stifled gasps and mounting tension, an inevitable release shattered any semblance of composure – leaving echoes of pleasure reverberating through the salon accompanied by mocking jests from amused spectators and a splash of wetness in her panties. “Looks like someone was enjoying herself,” one of the women teased, causing everyone to laugh. Brenda smiled and patted her head. “Well done, my sissy. You certainly know how to put on a show.” As they left the salon, Auntie Brenda couldn’t stop praising her for being such a good sissy and entertaining all the women. Charlotte couldn’t stop smiling, feeling like she was floating on cloud nine. She couldn’t wait to return to the salon and put on another show. Being a sissy was the best thing that had ever happened to her, and she had Auntie Brenda to thank for it.

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