Transforming You To "My Desires": The Early Years 4

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THE MANSION

As Dr Dan finished the story about Kent and Armin he couldn’t wait to start modifying Josh. He only hoped Todd hadn’t started too much as he wanted to witness most of the alterations to the new slaves’ looks and personality.

Dan seemed to get off on the whole body modification thing so much so he seemed to prefer sex alone than with Todd.

In fact sex between them had slowed down to the point of hardly ever. Dan spent hours in his lab which was mostly locked when Todd was home. So Todd spent more time at work or the neighboring bars meeting potential one-night stands.

JOCK'S APARTMENT…………………

Josh shared an apartment with Andrew Cavanagh, an investment advisor in a large, city firm.

Andrew had advertised for a college student to share the apartment 12 months ago and Josh had been one of the only applicants. At 29 he was older and even vainer than Josh, if that was possible.

He was taller at 6ft 3, though a lot heavier since his busy life had stopped him going to the gym. He was piling on the pounds and hated the constant reminders from Josh and his friends.

Josh had rarely seen him with a girlfriend and wondered if the guy was gay? He certainly used as much product as a gay guy.

Andrew was definitely straight he just hadn’t met the right girls although he had dated more when he was younger.

He was just losing his confidence because of his hair and growing belly. The older he got the more his looks were fading, well that’s what he told himself when he looked in the mirror. His light brown hair was thinning on top and he’d noticed his widows’ peak was getting prominent. Surely he wasn’t going bald yet though the truth was he already knew he was well on the way.

He definitely looked older than his 29 years, so he continued to dress younger. He got his stylist to create a longer style on top so as to hide the fact he was losing his hair.

Of course his hairdresser had suggested going shorter to add to the illusion there was plenty of hair but Andrew would have none of it. He would look at Josh’s hair and dream of having such beautiful, thick blonde hair, and the body to match it.

Their apartment was owned by Andrew’s uncle, Robbie, the brother of his mother. He’d been away living in San Francisco for the past 3 years and was believed to be the first fag in the family. Andrew hadn’t really minded as he’d always got on with his uncle, and besides, he was getting this apartment next to nothing.

When Josh came into the living room, Andrew nearly collapsed. “What the hell happened to you?”

“What’s up bro?” was all the newly red head said as he plonked himself in front of the TV.

“Your hair! It’s fucking red….and….well… short…what happened? Who talked you into this? You look like you’re going into the marines or something.” Andrew said as he surveyed the stranger in front of him. “What possessed you to get your hair like….like that?” Andrew had always been envious of Josh’s hair and the abundance of it.

“My barber suggested I go back to my natural color.” Josh said getting bored and going to the fridge for a beer.

“Josh, I’m the first one to say a change can be good for you, but man; this is so radical.” Andrew replied trying to calm down.

“Would you stop calling me Josh? The name is Jock; it goes with my Scottish roots.” Josh or Jock as he wanted to be called said downing the beer in record time and going for another.

“Jock? Since when did you want to be called Jock? And what’s with the Scottish roots? I’m the only one around here with Scottish relatives.”

“Of course I’m Scottish and this is my real color,” Jock answered as he ran a hand over the red deck, “besides, I like the short hair, you should give it a go, it will make you look more of a man.”

“Real color? Did you go to a barber or a hypnotist?” Andrew continued, “You have always been blonde, never bright red! Just look at your skin color, you are too naturally tanned to be a redhead, and what’s with the beer? You never drink beer. You’re always so worried about putting on weight.”

“Would you quit your belly aching,” Jock answered starting to sound annoyed. “You need to loosen up, man!”

Andrew couldn’t take in all that happened. Something wasn’t right. “Who was this ‘barber’ you went to.”

“Todd! He’s great. He gives the best scalp massages.” Jock said almost dreamily as he opened the third beer.

“Does he? And where does he have his shop?” now Andrew was convinced something was wrong. Josh wasn’t sounding like himself. He was sounding more like a stranger.

“His barbershop is on North Bourne Avenue. Why? You’re thinking about getting that mop on your head done? You’re beginning to look like some queer.”

Now Andrew was sure this was not his flat mate speaking, something didn’t smell right.

“I’m going to find this Todd and see what he’s up to”. Andrew said grabbing his car keys.

“Yeah! Whatever dude. And bring something home to eat; I’m fading away to a shadow.” He yelled after him. “Oh! And beer too!”

Andrew ignored it.

 

TODDS BARBERSHOP

Todd had been given an ear bashing by Dan about letting Josh or Jock as he was now known go, without finding out his address.

He was angered so much he decided to take it out on the next customer.

Phillip was 23 and had visited Todd many times before. He worked as an accountant and Todd had used his shampoo formula on him to keep him coming back to the shop. He also induced his becoming a little funkier or edgy for his age.

Phillip had always worn a short, businessman’s hairstyle and was clean shaven; very conservative for a young guy but appreciated by his accountancy firm.

However with Todd’s help, Phillip had changed his conservative look much to the displeasure of his superiors.

Todd had altered Phillip quite a lot.

Phillip sported a faux hawk on top, faded from the neck up around the sides and back. He’d also been induced to grow a full beard and moustache and since he was last in Todd was amazed how good it looked on the kid.

To cap it off all the hair including the beard had been dyed jet-black. Both ears had also been pierced with large gauge gold earrings. He was certainly looking a lot edgier.

Todd had also told the kid he needed to bulk up and start working out at the gym.

Of course he lost his job at the accountancy firm, and since then he had been spending all his time at the gym, discovering steroids could help him with faster results. He also found out how much more he preferred bodybuilders. Sexually that is!

The kid had bulked up a lot too as he spent every spare moment in the gym, or the company of experienced bodybuilders.

Now in his chair, shampoo smothering his hair Todd began to use hypnosis to re-wire the kid even further.

Rinsing the hair with water, he dried the thick hair as he wondered what he could do to make himself feel better. Working his transformation magic always made him feel better.

He’d show Dan!

“You still look too conservative, Phillip. We need to edge you up a bit.”

“You think?” the semi-conscious Phillip said. Todd had now used way too much of the shampoo on Phillip, who was oblivious to what was happening.

Todd picked up the #00000 clippers and with a loud clack the shop filled with the sound of serious haircutting.

Soon the thick hair had been reduced to stubble as the clippers worked their magic. Todd liked the bald look on the kid and knew it would have to stay. He picked up a jar and applied a conductive gel to the shaved scalp applying it all through the stubble. He wheeled a machine over and taking a laser wand ran the wand over the short bristles on Phillip’s scalp, dissolving the hairs and destroying the root of the hair.

With each pass of the wand, a smooth glossy path is left behind.

It took a long time to create a totally hair free scalp but now Phillip was bald for life, and just to make sure a strong depilatory cream was rubbed in and left on for way too long.

Phillip started to move uncomfortably in the chair as the depilatory burned. To counter this, a soothing aloe Vera cream was used though Todd wasn’t too worried about causing the kid any discomfort.

Todd then went to work on the beard reducing it with the trimmers until it was a neater, more stylized line of whiskers from the ears to the chin. The same was done to the moustache.

When he was finished he applied the conductive gel to the shaved areas and began to use the laser wand to remove the area of beard he no longer wanted to grow. A smaller pen-like wand was used on the moustache and chin areas that required more precision. The middle of the moustache was highlighted by removing a strip of whiskers and at the same time the top was lowered to become more pencil like. Phillip couldn’t believe the barber was removing so much of his beard but at the same time with its black outline it stood out against his shiny scalp. Hadn’t he always wanted to be bald? He suddenly didn’t know. Then he was shocked to see the trimmers being used against his eyebrows. Todd had decided to make them a little tamer, seeing the use of steroids had increased their thickness.

Again the gel and laser were used to create a much thinner eyebrow. Todd would finally apply a permanent, dark skin stain, another Doctor Dan invention, much more effective than a bronzer, to the whole head and face. He left that on while he worked on the body, ensuring the new Phillip had hair where he wanted it. Finally the depilatory was washed off under the shower, revealing a muscle-bound body and the skin dye was applied to the whole body to match the head.

Finally, the new beard and moustache were re-dyed jet-black, giving the new Phillip an exotic, foreign look. With his shiny dark tanned scalp and black, manicured beard he was certainly looking nothing like the conservative accountant he had been.

In another hour Phillip or ‘Ali’ as he was now known left the shop looking very edgy indeed. He was now wearing oversized, gold earrings which shone brightly against the dark skin. He was instructed to go to an address to apply for a new job; one that would make sure no one from his prior life would find him.

Todd used the phone in his shop to ring a friend. That friend owned a run-down circus which had lost their previous strongman. Todd had found them a new one. What surprised the circus owner was not how perfect Ali looked but was how the new guy accepted his role so easily. He didn’t have to worry about this guy wanting to return to his old life. For all Ali knew he had been born in Turkey and had wanted to become a muscleman all his life.

He was the typical bodybuilder but even dumber, thanks to Todd’s overuse of the magic shampoo.

 

LATER THAT DAY

When Andrew found the shop it was starting to get dark. He was surprised at the neighborhood. Many of the shops vacant and very run-downs. There didn’t seem to be a person or car in sight, which added to Andrew’s unease.

As he opened the door of the brightly lit shop he was greeted by an overweight bald man in a white tunic.

“Be with you in a moment!” Todd looked up from his customer and smiled as Andrew entered his shop. “Take a seat! Just finishing up Charlie here”.

Somewhat nervously, Andrew did what the barber said. He had a menacing look, and suddenly Andrew didn’t know what he was going to say to the barber. He picked up an old, tattered magazine and pretended to read it while watching the barber working on the hair of a customer, an older, heavyset guy that appeared as rough and tough as the barber.

It had been a very long time since he’d been in a real old-fashioned barbershop. The place reeked of cheap tonic and cologne.

He watched the overweight barber using high pitched trimmers to tidy up the back of his customer’s neck.

Andrew noticed how similar it was to Josh’s hairstyle, flat on top and buzzed close at the sides. Was this the only haircut this guy did?

“Okay son, ready for you now!” Todd turned to Andrew after his customer left. Andrew was in a daydream wondering what he was going to say to the barber, that he hadn’t noticed the customer leave.

“Well! Are you here for a haircut or is this just a social visit? It’s past my closing time you know,” he heard the gruff barber bellow. Then he notices him go to the door and turn the sign to close. Then he heard the ominous click of the lock. “You’ll be my last!”

“Are you Todd?” Andrew gingerly asked as he stood up.

“That’s what the sign outside says, now get up on the chair, by the look of that birds nest on your head you’re really in need of a haircut.”

Andrew climbed up on the chair, not daring to do otherwise. A traditional white paper strip was fastened securely around his neck. He heard the ka-chunk with each pump of the chair handle as the chair was raised. Finally a grey cape was draped over him, and buttoned tightly to the back of the chair which he thought odd. He found it very hard to move his upper body.

Todd studied the nervous customer in front of him as he placed a comb through the messy hair on top.

He didn’t recognize the guy, he wasn’t a regular but he soon would be Todd smiled to himself. “So what brings you here? Doesn’t look like you’ve seen the inside of a barbershop for a long time”.

Becoming increasingly nervous he didn’t know what to do. Here he was at the mercy of an obviously serious, take-charge barber with a bald head. Shit! What was he thinking coming here? He’d seen what the barber had done to his flat mate.

“Cat got your tongue? Todd said noting the fear on the guy's face.

“Oh, ah no! It’s been awhile since I had my hair styled.”

“Well I’m not one of those fancy, limp-wristed stylists. I give real men’s haircuts. Short and masculine, and by the looks of it you are crying out for my services.”

“I’m not really here for a haircut, I just ah……….!”

“Not here for a haircut! Well what are you sitting in my chair for?” Todd said sharply as he dragged a comb through Andrew’s hair.

“I… well…….normally I go to my usual shop….I don’t think I need a haircut yet.” Andrew fumbled over his words.

“Mister, you need a haircut, look at this mess.”

“But I like to keep my hair longer as it is beginning to thin out.”

Todd could see the advanced thinning of the front hairline, and the bald spot at the crown

“Yes sir I can see what you mean. How old are you?”

“Ah 29, sir!” Andrew didn’t know why he added the sir.

“Well balding at your age is quite common. Shouldn’t knock it till you’ve tried it.” Todd ran a hand over his own male pattern baldness.

Andrew felt a shiver as he contemplated looking like the barber.

“ You should go shorter to take away from the illusion you’re losing your hair.”

“What? Like your usual haircuts? Like that haircut you just did?” Andrew blurted out without thinking.

Todd wondered where that came from. “If you mean a flattop, yes I could give you one but with your thinning top you would need to wear it as a horseshoe with a landing strip.”

“A landing strip?”

“Yeah, it’s where we take the hair close on top.” Todd almost purred as he ran his hand over the hair on the top.

“And you change hair color too?” Andrew continued, trying to change the subject.

“Yes! I have done some coloring, mainly covering up grey hair. “Would you like me to change your hair color?” Todd was fascinated by this new customer. It seemed he was hesitant but by the questioning the guy wanted to try something different. Well he was in the right place he just needed some coaxing.

“No, I don’t think so. I have never colored it before.”

“So you like your mousy brown hair?” Todd tried another tactic.

“Well….I have always wanted blonde hair…. but …..”

“No buts! You would look great as a blonde. It would also would hide your thinning scalp.”

Well that was the magic word. “But how long would it last, before it would have to be redone?” Andrew’s vanity was bigger than his fear of being in the barber’s chair.

“With your coloring probably only every five weeks,” Todd lied. Seizing the opportunity he quickly lowered the chair, “While you think about it I’ll wash your hair,” and Andrew suddenly found himself tilted back to a basin with warm water running over his scalp.

Andrew had almost forgotten why he was here, as he wondered how good he would look with blonde hair.

“Many of my customers love the shampoo I use,” Todd said softly as he massaged the ‘special’ shampoo into Andrew’s scalp.

“That feels so good……” Andrew moaned.

“You're very relaxed now aren’t you Andrew?” Todd still couldn’t believe how quickly the docs’ special shampoo worked.

“Yes”

“You trust me as your barber, don’t you?”

“Yes…trust you…”

“Good. Now what is your name?”

“Andrew!”

“And Andrew, why did you come to my barbershop today?”

“To find out what you were doing to Josh?”

“Who is Josh.?” Todd said feeling nervous.

“He is my flat mate.”

“And he came to me today!”

“Yes!”

“Isn’t his name Jock?”

“He says it is now!”

“Yes! I remember him, he is Scottish isn’t he?”

“No! He was born here.”

“Really? But he thinks his a Scot now!” Todd was worried now. Dan would kill him if he found out what had happened. First he loses Jock and now his flat mate was asking questions at his barbershop.

“No! I’m more Scottish than he is. My parents were born in Glasgow”.

“Oh? Of course you are are?” Todd noticed the fair skin and complexion.

“So why did you come here then? Was it to get the same look as your flat mate?”

“No.”

“Then why? You know you can tell me the truth. You are totally relaxed and trust every word I say.”

“To find out what you did. He is too different. It is like he is a totally different person.”

“Brain-washed?”

“Yes.”

“But I am helping Jock discover the real him just like I’m helping you.”

“Helping?”

“You are very relaxed. You know you want to trust me.”

“Relaxed……trust you.”

“You love the feel of my hands as they massage this thick, white shampoo through your hair.”

“Yes!”

Suddenly an idea came to him that would get Dan off his back…..it just might work. He applied more of the shampoo to Andrew’s head.

“Good. Now Andrew, you are going to let me alter your hairstyle to suit you.” We want to bring out your natural good looks.”

“Yes.”

“You liked Josh’s blonde hair didn’t you? You liked how nice and thick it was,”

“Yes.”

“Would you like me to give you blonde hair just like Josh?”

“Yes.”

“Yes who?”

“Yes Todd?”

“I can help you look just like the old Josh. Seeing he has changed into Jock why don’t I make you into the new Josh?”

“Yes Todd.”

“You would love to look younger and sexier for the girls wouldn’t you. To turn back the clock and make you handsome and athletic.”

“Younger and sexier……”Andrew muttered as the shampoo took a stronger hold.

“As I massage this wonderful shampoo through your hair you can feel the old Andrew disappearing. You are dropping pounds and becoming more muscular. You are becoming just like Josh. Young, blonde, and athletic.”

“Yes!” Andrew moaned.

“When you next see yourself in the mirror you will no longer be plain old balding, aging Andrew. As you see your new, thick, blonde hair you will only see yourself as Josh. You want to be Josh! More than anything.”

“More than anything….!”

Todd worked on enforcing Andrew’s new identity. Seeing he’d lost Josh he thought he’d get rid of his latest problem by bringing Andrew to Dan whilst making out it was in fact Josh. It was worth a try. He could just imagine the further trouble he’d be in if he let Andrew go with the knowledge he had.

LATER

As Andrew stared at the mirror in front of him he couldn’t stop touching his newly colored blonde hair, which had been buzzed close on the sides and back but the bangs left long in front.

“So how do you like it, Josh?” Todd said placing a mirror to show the back.

“I like it! It is just like you said it would be, sexier!”

“Well there was a little work involved creating the thickness.” Todd said referring to a special product he’d used that used polymers to fuse to each individual hair strand. The result made the hairstyle kook thicker and more luxuriant.

Todd noted Andrew had no recollection of his former self. In fact as Josh he was more responsive to Todd who was ready to take him back to the mansion.

A cloth was placed suddenly over the new Josh’s face. He didn’t struggle very long as blackness overcame him.

AT THE MANSION OF DOCTOR DAN

Dan was disappointed with Josh when Todd carried the drugged body into his laboratory. He looked older than Todd had mentioned but at the same time he would be aged further anyway. But something didn’t smell right.

“Well, I don’t know why it took you so long to bring him to me. I’m starting to wonder how loyal you are Todd.” Dan said as he cut away all the clothes from Josh exposing quite a beer gut.

“You are so lucky the kid came back to your shop. I was close to using you as a new project.” Dan said with a slight chuckle.

“I told you master that he didn’t respond to the shampoo as well as you hoped.” Todd lied.

“I thought you said he was athletic. To me, he certainly has let himself go. And look at that cock! Tiny is an understatement.”

“Well; let’s get started on making another bear!” Dan said as he lowered a special helmet that matched the one in the latherboi story, ‘This is no place for a boy like you.’

The only thing was that this apparatus could accomplish much more than the one in the fictional story.

Soon Josh would only focus on masculine, older men. They were called leather men or bears. He wanted to be one of them, the sooner the better. His subconscious was being fed information that would re-wire his sexuality, and his whole identity much quicker than the barber shop shampoo.

Dan and Todd left him to the mercy of the machine.

 

MEANWHILE

Jock had become tired of waiting for Andrew to come home with food and he ran out of beer, so he changed into some denims and a tight, white t-shirt before grabbing an old, black leather jacket. Something told him this was the way he should dress, especially if he was looking for a watering hole.

He found a diner close by and eat his way through the menu much to the shock of the waitress that served him.

He walked out the door at the same time as another customer.

“Sorry there son, you go first.” The portly stranger said.

“Oh thanks mate,” Jock answered.

As he waited on the side walk wondering which bar he should go to, he stranger came up to him,

“if you don’t mind me saying, that’s one great flattop you’ve got.”

“Yeah! Just had it done today.” Jock said as he started to study the stranger. The guy was probably over 50 and very obese, but the thing that Jock noticed at once was he was totally bald on top. Just a neat, short ring of greying hair surrounding the bald dome. He also had the most carefully groomed van dyke beard which was also greying.

Jock couldn’t stop staring nor could his cock stay quiet. The stranger noticed this as he sized the young redhead before him, up and down.

“Couldn’t help notice you had a powerful appetite in there. I didn’t think Lucille’s food was that good?”

Then he added, “Sorry the name is Simon,” and then he offered his hand.

As Jock shook Simon’s hand he felt electricity. Something in his head told him this was the type of man he always fantasized about.

Barry was amazed that such a stud would be interested in him, so he wasn’t one to give up a golden opportunity, “Would you like to join me for a drink to wash all that food down. I know a bar close by you may like.”

“Yeah! Sounds great. I was dying of thirst.” Jock said glad he would be in this man’s company.

The bar wasn’t far away. As they entered the front doors of O’Halloran’s Pub, Jock was surprised how relaxed he felt. Yes, it was a gay pub but what he liked was that all around him were men that had been appearing in his dreams. Big, powerful, bald and hairy, but most of all; masculine.

Again he could feel his cock swell. But first, a beer was in order.

Well, it didn’t take long for Jock to become the toast of the bar and one after one of the men he met would buy him a drink. He was the youngest by a mile and his haircut was fascinating everyone.

 

BACK AT THE MANSION

Andrew’s or Josh as he was believed to be by Todd’s deception had been brainwashed further to believe he had to become a leather bear, and a big one at that.

Dan’s one on one sessions would enforce what his machines had started.

But today was going to be different as Dan had to leave the house on business. So Todd thought he would play with the new Josh’s mind a little, despite his fear of his master who had stipulated no changes begin on his new slave until he was back home.

As he applied the thick lather to his scalp he started to feed the new information to Josh.

“We must make you stand out. Big is better and the only way you can get big is to eat. You love to eat, you only feel good when you eat. But you need to drink as well, but you only drink beer. Lots of beer.”

“Lots of beer, master.” Josh (Andrew) replied.

“You love watching your belly expand. You want to please anyone who takes an interest in you, whatever they ask of you, you are more than happy to do, no matter what.” Todd continued, wondering how far he should go. \

Todd had been a good student following the Doctor's hypnosis lessons. He’d learnt more the Dan was aware, and Todd was only too happy to use it against the mad doc. With the combination of the ‘special’ shampoo, he would accomplish the total mind reprogramming very quickly.

Todd continued to enforce the commands that would ensure his ultimate control over Josh.

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