Transforming You To "My Desires": The Early Years 3
by Titan
This is a story about the stories written by Latherboi23 formerly known as Justin. His on-line fiction about radical transformations of college jocks was his end. Todd, a barber and his master, Dan formerly a disgraced scientist, Daniel Cousins have turned Justin into one of his own characters, an old man.
They continue to use the stories in real life as they get off on altering the lives of those young guys who come into their life.
The story continues with Josh, a young guy who just needed a haircut.
Dan tells Todd, the radical, over-zealous barber to prepare Josh for his new life.
He has been re-reading one of 'latherboi's' stories. It follows the usual subject of turning the youth into a overweight, balding, bearded bear.
However, plans can and do go wrong.
Dan continues reading latherboi's story,
'THIS IS NO PLACE FOR A BOY LIKE YOU' to remind himself of what happens to the fictious character, Kent as he falls more under Armin, his new master, control.
This is exactly what he wants to play out in real life with Josh, but is he losing the loyalty of his slave,Todd?
PART THREE
THE STORY CONTINUES........
'THIS IS NO PLACE FOR A BOY LIKE YOU'
Kent had been programmed to keep returning to the bar, whether he wanted to or not. He was now on the way to his new life, unable to ever go back to his old life as a college guy.
This is where his new love; Armin would be to help him forget about his previous dull life, although he was having trouble remembering it anyway.
As the messages were fed into his subconscious Kent would assume his new persona more and more. He couldn’t even remember his girlfriend or that he’d had one. It was as if he was born again.
Kent started to dream about Armin. He was confused about this. Why did he dream about the guy, he wasn’t gay or was he?
And then when he wasn’t dreaming of Armin all he could think about were macho, muscled guys plugging his hole.
Something in his mind told him he couldn’t wait to have this become a reality.
Maybe at last he was finding his real self. He started to think about his loneliness and how much better Armin made him feel. He’d certainly helped him achieve this new style that got plenty of looks. At the same time, he would become incredible horny, playing with his enlarged cock and matching nipples which were now more like cow’s teats. He couldn’t remember them ever being like that before. He wondered how it was possible to not have noticed.
He couldn’t wear tight clothing anymore, the newly enhanced nipples would see to that.
As time went on he looked in the mirror and hated the reflection that greeted him. This is not what he wanted to look like. He didn’t look anything like his friends at the bar. He still looked young and feminine.
He started to day-dream of big overweight bears with shaved heads and lots of facial hair. He wondered what he would look like.
He stopped shaving and started to increase his visits to the gym, but now he wanted to be a power-lifter, not a muscle-queen. He wanted to be more like Armin; lots of muscle but plenty of weight on top too. It would make him fit in with all Armin’s friends.
He exercised but made sure he ate and drank till his body appreciated it. He couldn’t get over how much he enjoyed drinking beer, copious amounts that were paying havoc with his weight. He never drank much beer before but he’d been induced to enjoy beer more and more.
When Kent mentioned the developing beer belly Armin just told him it suited him. So Kent quickly forgot about how fat he was becoming, his love for Armin and beer being stronger.
In fact, he was brainwashed further to believe he was still too light for a power-lifter. He should eat more protein as well as washing every meal down with a serious weight- gain drink.
He started to notice his cock more and more. It had become longer and thicker and he played with it every moment he got, soon becoming totally fixated on whether he could get it any bigger.
He wasn’t sure how this had been possible, but he didn’t dwell on the hows only the wows it gave him, equally he would play with his nipples at every moment he could.
He couldn’t believe how much they had grown. They jutted out almost two inches. He started to wonder if they would get any bigger. As he touched them he hoped so.
Later he returned to the bar, happy to see Armin at the bar with Baz the barman.
Another longer session in the ‘special’ chair and Kent was wearing a shorter flattop now colored a deep red.
It contrasted with the white shaved area on top.
Armin rubbed a gel into the scalp, “just something to keep it smooth longer.”
Kent was memorized. He was practically bald, only a small horseshoe of hair was visible and now it was bright red.
“You like the color?” Armin asked. “You said you thought the blonde didn’t make this haircut stand out. Well now it does, we haven’t had a red head around here for a while.
He didn’t remember saying anything about changing his hair color but something told him he loved it. Still there was a voice inside that told him ‘what the hell are you doing?’
“Glad to see you stopped shaving too?” Armin said feelings Kent’s chin. “Looks like you have a way to go.”
“Never could grow a beard before, my hair grows only on my chin and upper lip.”
“Well let’s just concentrate on that then.” Armin said knowing that a new cream he found on a trip to the orient would he him grow a nice big moustache on that lip.
Kent wasn’t sure what that meant but loved the feeling of the big man’s hands all over his face and head. Armin was rubbing a thick white cream into the kid’s beard-line.
“This testosterone and steroid concoction should help,” Armin said.
Kent was getting off on this; he wasn’t worried about grabbing his cock in front of Amin.
Armin leant down to kiss the top of Kent’s head only to have him lift his head up and press his lips against Armin’s letting his tongue go deep. The passionate kiss continued as Armin ran his hand over the baldness he’d created.
Armin massaged oil into his newly shaved area. He’d spent 2 hours in the chair; he ignored the pain he was experiencing from the usual hole stretching, this time the vibrating cock even bigger and thicker than anything he’d had before. Kent would be a popular bottom from now on.
He increased his visits to the bar hoping to spend more time with Armin. The continued brain-washing had made him totally unaware of his previous life. In fact the machine had been used too much, causing a fall in memory and intelligence.
He dropped out of college at Armin’s insistence, and got a job in a warehouse run by a friend of Armin.
Before long he stopped going to his regular gym choosing to go to the one that Armin recommended.
Lots of big, gay guy’s that lifted big weights.
With advice from the weightlifters around him he started to take in steroids and weight gain drinks to improve his look. His arse was getting a lot of use from the regulars at the all-male gym.
And all the time he kept drinking the ‘special’ beer, and all the time his belly was expanding more and more. Something told him he liked it as he continually rubbed the protruding beach ball.
TWO MONTHS LATER
Kent was a shadow of his former self. Well for a start his weight had grown to 350 pounds. He was no longer a college jock. But he had no idea he looked so different.
He was no Einstein anymore and did what he was told by his master, Armin.
The continued treatments under the brain-washing helmet had held some additional benefits. A gel was constantly applied to Kent’s face and head and after the helmet was switched to heat, it would dry the gel causing a drying of the skin. It would make the skin tighten and so wrinkles could be induced simply by using the fingers and applying more gel where you want the wrinkles to form.
He was now balding on top thanks to the depilatory that Armin had been using on the shaved surfaces. He had gradually increased the shaved horseshoe on top and now only a ring of hair remained. He would never be able to grow hair on the top and sides where the depilatory was also used.
A thick, flourishing red moustache sprouted over the top lip and thick, gold rings hung from each ear.
His huge, dropping man-boobs had gold rings attached to those cow-like nipples. He loved his new look!
At least he thought he did but somewhere in a distant memory he could see himself as a young, fresh-faced kid.
BACK TO REALITY AND THE PRESENT
DAN’S MANSION
As Dan finished the story about Kent he knew which direction he wanted to take Josh.
He would enjoy this Jock being brought down and changed beyond recognition. He’d invented and developed some additional potions that would help him change this guy quickly, and he was eager to try them out. One of those potions was the ‘special’ shampoo that Todd used in his barbershop
With its continued use a subject could be made to do anything, and everything a person instructed them to.
Dan hoped Todd wouldn’t overdo the use of the shampoo as he still wasn’t sure the outcome of long –term use.
JOSH’S BECOMING JOCK
Josh was indeed very disappointed when he left Todd’s Barbershop.
Didn’t he go in for a trim? Well it hadn’t appeared that anything had been done. His hair still looked way to long and feminine. He had to get it cut shorter. He didn’t want people thinking he was gay and every time he looked in the mirror he thought that was exactly what his hairstyle looked like.
So he decided to go back the next chance he had, unaware how much he wanted to see Todd again.
Todd wasn’t surprised when he saw his new pet project. Getting out of the chair after a lull in business, he said brightly, “Back so soon Jock?”
“The names Josh and the reason I’m back is that you didn’t do what I asked you to.” Suddenly he felt bad about being so abrupt.
Todd smiled at the rudeness he remembered. “What did you asked me to do Jock?”
“Would you stop calling me Jock? My name’s Josh!”
“Sorry Josh but you look more like a Jock to me. Didn’t you say you had Scottish heritage, and you had been trying to return to that!”
“I never said any such thing. Whatever are you going on about? I just want you to trim my hair like I asked. You hardly took anything off last time.”
“So you’re ready for a man’s cut.”
“Just a little off the top and sides.” Josh said finding Todd’s questioning turning him on.
“Well hop up here Joshua and I’ll give you a more masculine cut.” Todd noticed the kids growing bulge through his jeans as he spread the cape around him.
“I don’t like being called Joshua; nobodies called me that in years.”
“Well, you certainly look like a Joshua to me.” Todd prodded as he set things up.
“No I don’t, how can you say that?” Josh was seeing red, despite feeling the barber was on his side.
“For a start you have all this thick, girly, blonde hair.” Todd said as he ran a hand through the thick hair. It makes you look like a 15 year old.”
“Well…..I just haven’t had time to get it cut.” Josh was starting to feel embarrassed. He wanted to look good for his barber. Hang on, where did that come from? Why did he worry about what the bald, fat barber thought? Then suddenly, he started to imagine guys with oversized stomachs and balding heads. He didn’t realize his dick was hardening.
“So you’re ready for a more masculine look and a change of color!”
Joshua looked at the mirror and something told him a change of color would be too radical despite the fact his blonde hair had started to bother him. “What do you mean a change of hair color? I never said I wanted to change the color of my hair.”
“Oh I thought you wanted to go along with my suggestions the last time you were here.” Todd coaxed further.
“No way buster! Just a quality cut.”
“Sure thing, but I think your hair needs washing.” And before Josh could react, his chair was reclined towards a small basin.
“Hey man! What gives? I don’t need another wash.” Josh suddenly shouted.
“Calm down, son. It’s on the house.” Todd had already started wetting the thick hair.
As Todd started to massage the scalp, Josh remembered how great it had been the last time the barber had washed his hair. “Oh well, if it’s on the house!”
“You’re going to feel so good after this wash. You feel so relaxed. You can only concentrate on my voice. It makes you so relaxed. You trust me.You know I’m here to help you become the man you should be.”
“The man I should be.” Josh repeated now truly under the influence of the shampoo.
“You want to change. You want to accept the suggestions I give you to help you achieve this change. You hate looking like a Joshua. All that thick, blonde hair. You want to re-discover your Scottish roots, remember? You are Scottish but you don’t look it. I and I can help you.”
“My name isn’t Joshua…….it’s…………” Josh started to murmur.
“It’s Jock. Your name is Jock, but you don’t look like a Jock. You want to get rid of this blonde coloring and go back to your original hair color. That color is red! What is your name?”
“Josh….”
“No it’s not Josh. That is not your real name. The name you prefer is Jock. What is your name?”
“Jock.” Josh answered
“What color is your natural color Jock?”
“Blonde.” Jock answered.
“No it isn’t Jock. You colored your hair blonde in some big city salon. Your real color is red.”
“Real color is …red,” Jock replied.
“And why did you shave you face clean. You use to have a big, red beard too.” As he said this he started to rub some of the lather over Josh’s beard line. “You love beards!”
“I love beards”. Todd repeated.
“You will start growing one, but it has to be the same color as your hair, red!”
“Red.”
“Fire-engine red!” Todd added.
“Fire-engine red.” Josh repeated.
After some continued instructions Todd washed the shampoo out.
As he dried the hair he returned the chair to upright. He noticed the kid was out of his trance.
“So you ready to go back to your real color, Jock?” Todd asked.
“Yeah. Shit I don’t know what I was thinking when I let them dyed my hair blonde.” Josh said turning his head from side to side. This time he didn’t correct Todd on his name.
“So it was red wasn’t it?”
“Fire-engine red!” Josh corrected him.
“That is your natural color?” Todd pushed.
“Sure is.” Josh answered.
“Well, that will need more washing as that requires quite a bit of work.”
“No problem.” Josh answered knowing how much he enjoyed the barber touching his head and face.
Todd started the dying process ensuring he mixed the colors correctly. Josh would be looking like a Jock in no time. The first step was to bleach the hair of all color. He would need extra time for the red to take. He also would color the eyebrows to match.
LATER
After more ‘special’ shampoo to rinse the remaining dyes out he noticed it was taking longer for Josh to come round from his hypnotic state. He made a note to mention this to Dan.
Josh didn’t even notice the clippers as they attacked his newly colored hair. First the hair on the sides and back were stripped down to a quarter inch before Todd changed guides to work on the top. The whole time Josh had a vacant, far off look as if he was unaware of what was happening.
Todd carefully crafted the perfect flattop ensuring the hair stood upright he used a strong wax. Finally he used the comb and scissors to fine tune it. Standing back he had to admit it was one of his best flattops. It seemed to make the kid even sexier.
As he looked at himself in the mirror he marveled at his new look. Or wasn’t this the way he’d always looked. Jock couldn’t really remember.
“What do you think?” Todd asked removing the cape and brushing him off.
Josh or Jock as he now thought himself to be couldn’t stop touching his cock as he admired his new look.
He hadn’t noticed it was exposed for the barber to see, as he stroked its length. Todd had fed him the information to get off on his new look and all that went on while he was in the barber’s chair.
Gone was the bouffant blonde hair replaced by a short, flattop, colored bright red. Todd had also done the eyebrows to match along with the only other hair on Jocks body, his pubic hair, which had been trimmed into an exact triangle making the cock look even bigger. This did take Jock back at first but his haircut was what really caught his eye.
“You like it don’t you?” Todd asked.
“Yeah! I love it.” Jock said still not bothered he was pulling on his cock. This was what he’d always looked like wasn’t it? But where was his beard and moustache? Why was he clean shaven? He started to rub his smooth chin.
“You should grow the beard back. It makes you look sexy!” Todd said realizing what Jock was thinking.
“Don’t know why I went for the clean look. I look like a kid again”.
“Well, we will grow a new even better beard on that smooth face. You’ll be back to your masculine old self in no time.” Todd said as he ran a hand over the top lip and chin as if drawing a new goatee on the kid’s face.
“Yeah!” Jock replied in a dreamy voice as he started to picture the beard Todd was tracing with his finger. He started to pull harder on his cock totally oblivious to being exposed to his barber.
“Here, let me help you with that.” Todd said as he kneeled besides the chair and took the erect cock in his mouth.
This was something Jock really craved; at least that was what his distorted mind was telling him.
That is why he didn’t flinch when he felt the barbers’ lips despite being straight.
He watched the lights reflect on Todd’s bald pate as the head slowly went up and down his entire shaft.
He wondered how smooth it was, and without thinking he started to run his hand over the scalp and down to the horse ring shadow encircling the total baldness which he was surprised to feel was smooth as well. Despite the darkness of the skin there wasn’t any stubble.
The soft, smoothness was turning him on. He was mesmerized at the reflective surface as the scalp shone under the strong overhead lights.
He was also aware of the thick goatee Todd had as he felt the strong bristles of the manly barber’s beard on his shaft as Todd quickened his pace on giving Jock one hell of a blowjob. He wondered what it would be like to kiss a man with a beard. Then when he grew his beard back wouldn’t it be great for two masculine, bearded men to lock lips? Hang on what was he thinking? Why was he fixated on kissing bearded men? This wasn’t him, was it?
Just before he shot he forgot about being straight altogether
Todd withdrew his mouth and continued to pump the engorged penis. As he looked at Jock he was surprised when the youth’s lips drew quickly to his own. It was a powerful, passionate kiss as Jock ground his mouth all around Todd’s dense, black whiskers.
Jock surprised himself. As he looked at Todd now upright in front of him, he felt compelled to kiss Todd and feel the beard he so desperately missed.
And he wasn’t disappointed. He couldn’t believe how horny he was as he felt the beard against his lips. As he continued to rub the totally, smooth, bald head he knew he had to change his look. He had to have that baldness for himself, but how?
He was now close to shooting his load. Todd started to twist Jock’s smallish nipples as he brought the kid to the best climax he ever had. He seemed to shoot his cum everywhere.
Todd knew he’d have some cleaning up to do.