Suzan's First Pt.1

Intro

As Suzan had grown old she had grown bitter. Once upon a time she had it all figured out. Straight out of high school she had started her very own salon. It had been a big adventure and she had had to go in debt quite a lot. She had however managed to start her own business and her own place to live in the spacey apartment above her salon.

Business had boomed for the first twenty years. She had managed to pay of her entire debt so she owned the place. She had even managed to buy herself a relatively nice house in the suburbs on top. The neighbourhood her salon in was slowly declining though and so was Suzan’s client base. Slowly but surely she had been forced to lay off her employees.

It had only gone downhill from there. The neighbourhood had kept declining and more than a few times Suzan had considered selling her Salon. She didn’t have much of a retirement plan though and the value of the property had declined so much that it simply wasn’t an option. Having never been married or had a steady partner she had no one to fall back on either.

She had always been quite domineering, tall and on the heavy side, something that didn’t make her all that attractive of a partner. Especially combined with the long hours she used to work at her salon. She scared most men away, not like she really cared that much. All she wanted a man for every now and then was a good lay anyways. Other than that she was more interested in feminity. Women were so much more visually pleasing. Now Suzan might have been considered bi, but back in her day it was very taboo, a main reason why Suzan had remained single. It was just simpler that way.

Now she was 57, her sixties were coming in close and she was the only one left running her salon. Out of sheer necessity she had moved back in the apartment above, renting out her house in the suburbs to get at least a liveable wage. In the past five years the neighbourhood had fallen under control of a Latin gang which only made things harder. They extorted all business owners already having a troubled time for ‘insurance’ money.

Being just short of six feet tall and on the heavier side she was quite an imposing woman, but those heavily tattooed gang members were not to be messed with. She wasn’t stupid either. It really stung having to give away part of her already meagre income. If only she could make a stand against those assholes. It was a burning desire that didn’t go unnoticed by the members who came to her to collect either. Out of all businesses they certainly felt least at ease collecting from Suzan.

It was a small nuisance that even made it to the gang leader around here, Jose who just laughed it away. What could an old hag really do? As funny as it was it also intrigued him, there had to be something about this woman that even made the big guys feel uneasy. He had heard that she had even installed magnetic door locks with a panic button, not that they really stopped much, a good shoulder against it forced them open anyway. Maybe sending one of the recruits there would be fun though, the guys still looking to earn their stripes and become members. It would be a great test for those he didn’t have much faith in making a good addition.

Chapter 1

Andre was the test case Jose sent Suzan’s way. He was a scrawny looking 19 year old, eager to prove himself. What he lacked in height and muscle he made up for with his big mouth. Although none of the fellow members really took him serious. He was wildly ambitious, determined to work his way up the ranks and demand respect. It was still a far off goal considering he was not even a member yet, but he did have high hopes. Extorting an old lady in her salon, how hard could it be?

Dressed in a pair of track pants, a white wifebeater shirt and a pair rather worn sneakers Andre made his way to Suzan’s Salon as he was tasked. A big smile was spread across his face. He would impress Jose and earn his stripes, that much was certain with a challenge as easy as this one. Smiling broadly he pushed open the door of the clean but slightly past its prime very pink salon. “Yo, Suzan, get your ass over here I believe you still owe us money.” Andre shouted as soon as he entered the salon.

Suzan groaned, she knew what was coming and she wasn’t all too happy about it. Getting up she shuffled out in the store, her salt and pepper hair in a tight bun, a formless pink dress covering her body, thick support hose rolled up her legs and a pair of comfortable pink loafers on her feet. Entering the main room of her salon she was surprised.

This guy wasn’t one of the big guys which usually came here. He was down right small, 5’5” if she had to guess. He wasn’t muscular at all either, his tan skin still tattoo less making her suspect he wasn’t a member yet. His eyes were deep brown in colour and his black hair was mid long for a guy, about five inches long, a mess and black as coal. There was only a little bit of sparse hair on his face. The broad confident smile on his face was a sharp contrast with his posture. Hell he didn’t even have any weapons.

“You’re Suzan right? You know what I’m here for so pay up and I’ll leave you be.” Andre said, smiling as he saw Suzan shuffle towards the counter. The all of a sudden he heard a loud click from the door behind him and Suzan’s face turned to a huge hungry smile. She didn’t know who this guy was, but she was certain she could take him. Oh he would pay dearly for his fellow gang members and hopefully serve as a message.

“Yes I am, and you young man are in very big trouble.” Suzan said with a broad smirk as she walked around the counter towards him. Andre was just getting angry though, who the fuck did this woman think she was? Trying to defy him and the gang? He would show her what that got her, first a beating and then he would beat up her salon. Andre thought, not being as scared as he should be as he too stepped forward to confront Suzan.

“Oh you will pay for this you old hag, you will so regret standing up to me and the gang. I’ll make an example out of you for all business’s in this neighbourhood.” Andre said threatening eager to earn his stripes, if he did that the others would have to respect him. Suzan might be quite a bit bigger than him, but since she was just an old woman he felt rather confident. As they came close he raised his fist, but Suzan quickly grabbed onto his wrist, spinning him around and grabbing his other wrist pinning both behind his back.

Andre was shocked, this woman was way stronger than he anticipated and much to his shame she easily overpowered him. “Funny you said that, I was thinking the exact same thing. I’m going to turn you into a fine example so you and your friends will know not to mess with me anymore.” Suzan said with a laugh.

“You bitch, you’ll pay for this, I’ll make you fucking disappear do you hear me? Let go of me right fucking now or you’ll regret this even more.” Andre screamed as he tried wiggling free, hurt in his ego for being overpowered by what to him was just an old hag.

“Really? Is that so? And how exactly do you plan to do that? You can’t even get free from my grip now can you? You’re just a little sissy and now that I think of it I think we should give you a look to match. I think that should send the message. First things first though. You’ve earned yourself a spanking for threatening me and if you don’t shut up then you’ll get gagged as well.” Suzan said as she started walking Andre to the backroom. It was clear from this guy’s reactions that his ego was very fragile and she was really enjoying stomping down on it, he deserved no better.

“I’m no fucking sissy you fucking bitch. Let’s see how big a mouth you still have when you’re six feet under. Now let me go and don’t you fucking dare lay another finger on me or it’s going to be very slow and painful when I deal with you.” Andre screamed as he tried to dig his heels in but failing.

Suzan, annoyed by his constant bitching grabbed a role of duct tape along the way and quickly taped his pinned behind his back arms together. With that done she had her hands free again not having to maintain that tight grip. One swift kick of her was enough to tackle him to the ground where she put one of her feet on his back pinning him down firmly.

While Andre was down on the floor, struggling and shouting Suzan just casually dropped her panties, stepping out of them behind Andre’s back. He didn’t realise what was happening until the big white cotton granny panties were forced straight in his mouth, sealed in place with a strip of tape over his lips. Instantly his now muffled screams went to loud gagging as he got a taste of Suzan’s slightly fishy tangy pussy. He was horrified. He couldn’t believe he now knew what this horrid old hag’s pussy tasted like. It was a taste that would probably haunt him for the rest of his life.

“There you go, much better. A filthy pair of panties for a filthy mouth. At least you’ll be able to brag about something to your buddies, I bet a wimpy guy like you has never gotten close to a pussy before. Now you can at least tell them how you tasted a real woman.” Suzan smirked as Andre shuddered in horror, his complaints muffled by Suzan’s panties.

Wasting no more time Suzan pulled him back to his feet and drug him out into the backroom where she took place on a chair, quickly dragging Andre over her nude nylon covered legs. “Not so tough now are you sissy? Just wait until I’m done spanking some sense into you. Don’t you just wish your buddies could see you now?” Suzan taunted as Andre groaned. No one could find out about this no one would ever respect him if they did all he could do was groan into the stinking panty gag though.

Grabbing a pair of scissors from a nearby trolly Suzan went to work cutting off his shirt, pants, and even his underwear. His shoes and socks were just thrown to the side much to his horror. How could she? There was no way he was ever going to live down the shame of walking out here naked, but she had ruined any chance of him being able to wear his clothes out. Not only that, but the sheer fact that he was naked over this woman’s legs was embarrassing beyond believe.

Suzan didn’t really seem to care much though, she simply positioned him so his limp none impressive cock was squished in between her thick stocking covered thighs. Wasting no more time she then gave his ass a harsh slap. It was quickly followed by another one and then another one until she settled in a nice rhythm raining down blows on Andre’s defenceless ass. The tanned skin was soon turning red but Suzan didn’t relented. She kept raining down countless hard slaps until finally she stopped after what Andre feared would be a never ending spanking. He had a hard time maintaining his composure, but he couldn’t show weakness.

forced him onto a padded leather table, instantly taping his legs to it. She then removed the tape from his wrists and forced them at his sides, taping them in place to the table as well. “All nice and taped to the table. You’re going to look so much better when I’m done with you, you’ll look so much more accurate. I’ll give you a look to display just how big of a sissy you are.” Suzan smirked seeing real fear in his eyes for the first time.

“Now let’s start with all this icky hair shall we?” Suzan said with a big smirk as she got out her waxing set. Without remorse she started applying hot wax all over the guy’s left leg only to then attack it with paper strips, ripping off stroke after stroke of wax and all the hair that stuck in it. The process was rather painful, especially when Suzan made her way up to his thighs and near his crotch. All Andre could do was scream into the nasty panties stuffed in his mouth as Suzan quickly started on his other leg.

“Would you listen to that, you’re much more of a screamer than the women I used to treat here and given the gag that’s saying a lot. Just comes to show how much of a sissy you really are, but don’t worry, we’ll make sure that everyone will be able to tell at first glance.” Suzan smirked as she carried on waxing his other leg, his pubic area, even his ass crack before moving to his torso, arms, his beard area and finally a detailed coating on his brows.

Her taunts hurt Andre’s ego big time as his hatred for this woman only grew. The waxing was hurting like a bitch, but tightly secured to the table there was not much he could do about it. Much to his despair he had to witness how the moderate body hair he had all disappeared, hair he was so very proud of as it showed his masculinity. Instead he was presented with a smooth slightly pink looking body from how the wax had pulled on his skin. As horridly feminine he already thought his now hairless legs looked he hadn’t even seen the worst yet. There was no way for him to see how his eyebrows had been waxed in two in surprised looking arches.

“There we go, so much better don’t you agree? Your little worm looks even more pathetic now, a real sissy clitty.” Suzan taunted giving it a harsh unforgiving flick. Taking a tube of soothing lilac scented cream she then rubbed down his entire body not even shying away from rubbing it into his cock much to Andre’s undying shame. He hated being fondled in such a private place by this old woman, and as much as the cream soothed his skin he wished she had never used it. He now even smelled like a sissy.

“Speaking of your little worm let’s take care of that as well shall we? It will make the final result look so much better.” Suzan sadistically spoke as she headed out of the room for a bit only to return with a bottle of glue usually used for acrylic nails. In an instant her hand was back on his cock. None too gentle she pushed his balls back into their cavity and moved his cock as far back as possible, folding his now empty sack around it and fixating everything in place by a generous helping of glue.

Both flaps of skin poking past the tucked back shaft of his cock gave Andre’s crotch the crude illusion of being a pussy, an illusion that wouldn’t hold up on close inspection, but it didn’t matter that much. In a pair of panties, even looking down his own torso Andre looked perfectly flat down there, just like a girl much to his horror as he screamed into his gag.

“I have no clue how well this will hold, but I estimate you should be good to go for the coming month.” Suzan laughed as she patted his now flat crotch. Apart from the fact that it would look good in panties it had the added benefit that Andre would have no choice but to sit down to pee now, something that was bound to really drive his situation home when he would try. Then again Suzan wasn’t done with him by a longshot just yet.

“With that out of the way it’s time to get you to the chair.” Suzan said as she first ripped the tape that held his wrists pinned to the table. With a forceful swift movement she pinned them back together behind his back and taped them to one another before releasing his feet.

Pulling him onto his feet Suzan then walked the helpless guy back into the salon. While she had been in here for the glue she had covered up the mirror, wanting his transformation to be a surprise. Nevertheless Andre was nervous enough as it was. Smooth naked and with his cock glued back as it was he was mortified to be seen. Back into the more public part of the salon he could easily be seen from the street. If any of his buddies saw him like this getting bossed around by Suzan he could forget about ever earning their respect. All he could do was pray that none would pass.

Suzan on the other hand wasn’t the slightest bit worried She just marched Andre to the nearest chair and forced him down. Taking her roll of tape once more she tapped his ankles in place to the chair. Only then she undid the tape holding his wrists together only to tape each one back to the armrests. “So now that we’re done with the groundwork it’s time to continue your makeover.” Suzan grinned as she buttoned a soft pink smock around his neck.

With his smooth naked body protected Suzan grabbed a nearby tube working behind Andre’s back as she started generously applying the contents to his hair. Once every bit of his hair was fully covered she put it into a pink cap and returned back to his front where she knelt down at his feet. Andre could feel she was doing something to his toes, the nails in particular, but he couldn’t see a thing, not being able to see what was happening to him only made him increasingly nervous. Judging from what had happened so far he had a bad feeling about what his toenails would end up looking like as he felt something cool being applied to them.

The same cool thing then got applied to his fingernails as much as he tried they remained just out of his field of vision. Then again what difference did it really make? He would see what had been done to him eventually and there was nothing he could do to stop it anyways. One thing was certain whatever this crazy bitch was doing to him would be horrible beyond imagining. Just the term makeover alone made him shudder already.

Now that his nails were taken care off Suzan turned her attention back to his hair, taking it out of the pink cap while skilfully keeping it out of his sight. Something else was added to his hair before it got stuffed right back in the cap.

All that had happened so far palled compared to what Suzan grabbed next. It was a piercing gun he recognised as they had their own piercing and tattoo studio at the gangs clubhouse. It made him plead into his gag with renewed vigour what she had done to him so far was horrible, but nothing compared to piercings. He imagined that all things so far could be easily undone, while piercings could also be undone it would take time for the holes to close up.

Suzan didn’t care though. “Every customer coming in here for a full makeover, usually has earrings at least. Don’t you worry though, I’ve got you covered.” She said with a huge smirk on her face as she moved the piercing gun in close to his earlobe. A loud thud and a sharp pain in his ear later Andre was horrified that he now had at least one earing, but making matter so much worse Suzan didn’t even show a sign of stopping. Instead she simply moved the piercing gun up a little and pierced another hole in his ear followed by a third right above. His right ear got pretty much the same treatment, only this one got an additional two holes at the top of his ear.

Mortified Andre could just suffer through it as Suzan lined the piercing gun up with the left side of his nose, punching a hole through there as well. If he thought she was finished just there he was sorely mistaken, with one swift sweep the smock was pulled all the way up and over his head completely taking away his vision. He wondered what was happening, but that answer quickly came in the form of a sharp pain radiating from his nipples. She had given him nipple piercings?!

When the smock lowered once more A tear rolled down Andre’s face. The pain, the sheer humiliation and the horrifying prospect of what more Suzan had planned all added up to being too much. “Aw poor wussy, dry those tears, or I can’t do your makeup. Talking about makeup, I’ll better use the waterproof stuff just to be safe.” Suzan taunted.

“In any case, time to get that hair of yours taken care off. I think It should be good by now. I’ll have to untape your wrists and ankles again, but I swear, if you try anything stupid you will sorely regret it.” Suzan said as she ripped the tape holding his wrists to the chair before tapping them back behind his back before removing the tape form his ankles.

Like that he was marched straight to one of the washing stations where his hair was given a quick rinse. Only to be marched back to the chair where Suzan started going at it with a pair of scissors, careful to keep it out of his sight. There was an awful lot of snipping making him worried as to what was being done to his hair. Once she was satisfied she stepped back in front of him, enjoying the shocked look on his face.

“There we go, your look is starting to shape up nicely. Now for this next step I will need to remove your gag, but I can promise you this, things will get so much worse for you still if you dare speak up or make a sound. Nod if you understand.” Suzan said in a threatening tone, clearly not about to tolerate even the slightest misstep. As much as Andre wanted to scream at this bitch, he wasn’t about to defy her, not after everything that had happened. When she said it was going to get much worse otherwise he really believed her. Besides he wanted nothing more than to finally get rid of those nasty panties in his mouth. Quickly he nodded his head.

“Good gurl.” Suzan mocked him as she ripped the tape off his lips none too gently. His scream was muffled by the panties still in his mouth. He tried pushing them out as fast as he could, but it was nearly impossible due to how big a wad of fabric it was, filling his mouth completely. Luckily Suzan quickly came to aid pulling them out of his mouth and discarding the saliva soaked cloth on the floor.

“I bet you loved the taste of my pussy, if you’re really good, I might even let you get another taste.” Suzan smirked as Andre just looked at her terrified, not daring to speak up. Coming close to anything that had been close to this woman’s nasty pussy was not something he wanted to do at all, he really hoped she was just joking.

“Not a word, just like I asked. You really want to earn another taste don’t you?” Suzan taunted as Andre still refused to say a word. He didn’t know what would be worse, this supposed reward or the punishment? He just hoped he could avoid both.

“In any case, lets continue shall we? You’re not ready, not just yet at least.” Suzan smirked as she squeezed his cheeks forcing his mouth open before pulling out his tongue with a pair of pliers. Before Andre could even try to really pull it back from the grasp of the pliers Suzan had pierced a hole in it. When he got his tongue back he could feel a big smooth metal ball sitting a little behind the tip of his tongue.

As Andre stared in front of him in horrified disbelieve Suzan just carried on with his transformation, attacking his face with a whole array of different products. No area of his face was left untouched, especially the area around his lips and eyes was given a lot of attention making him worried about just how he would come out looking. There was only one thing he could tell already. His eyelashes were made a whole lot longer, to the point where they were constantly in his field of vision and somewhat heavy when blinking. His whole look got finished by a good amount of setting spray, together with the products used it was sure to be long lasting and wouldn’t smudge or wash off quickly.

“There we go, pretty as a picture, now all we need is something for you to wear. Obviously you can’t wear the clothes you came in anymore, for one they are cut up and secondly they are in no way suited for a pathetic sissy like yourself. You need something more fitting for your new look.” Suzan explained menacingly to the worried guy who despite having his mouth ungagged and free to use now was stunned into silence.

After disappearing for a quick moment Suzan returned with a cloth she used to blindfold him, not wanting to spoil the surprise as she got him worked in his new outfit which she had managed to scramble together. She might not have had any employee’s left, but their uniforms were company property so they had been left behind. There were also a few things, her employees had left behind in their lockers which they had neglected to retrieve all this time so Suzan guessed they wouldn’t miss it.

The first thing she put on him was a pair of pantyhose, she still had a whole stock of spare hose as she had always required her employees to look immaculate. Working hard all day snags did happen though but not anymore, these weren’t the support hose she needed so up until now she had had no more use for them.

Following the pantyhose came the dress, a rather straight formless number, quite a few sizes smaller than Suzan’s own. It was designed mainly for being comfortable and practical, but it did look better on this smaller figure as well. Something really tight seemed to be added to the dress at his waist, a belt left behind by an employee.

Up next came a pair of shoes which fit awfully tight on his feet. Suzan had checked his old sneakers, and these shoes were the closest to his size she had from the old uniforms. They were a size too small yet with a little pushing and help from the slippery pantyhose they eventually did fit. The whole look was then finished by some cold things slipped over his wrists and something tight being added around his neck.

Andre had no idea what had all been put on him, he only knew it was bad, yet the thing that had been slid up his smooth legs felt weirdly good and sensual. It made his glued back cock strain against his skin in a very uncomfortable way. A new wave of shock crossed him as Suzan finally released all his bonds and pulled him to his feet. Only when standing up right he realised that the shoes on his feet were no ordinary shoes, but heels, they made him very unstable on his legs, the only reason he could follow Suzan as fast as he did when she pulled him along was her firm hold of him. Even if he tripped Suzan’s hold would support him.

The sensual feeling of the garment on his legs only got worse as well as they rubbed together during the short walk before he was steadied on his feet by Suzan. Andre couldn’t help but tremble as Suzan moved behind him and untied the blindfold revealing his finished look to him for the first time. A look of absolute horror crossed his face only intensifying as the pretty, yet exaggeratedly made up girl staring back at him from the mirror looked at him with the same horror.

His hair was cut into a wild effeminate pixie cut. The once jet black hair was now nearly white platinum blonde with hot pink high lights. His face looked spotless and creamy, a little to light in colour compared to his arms under the heavy layers of foundation. His lips looked full, luscious and wet, coloured hot pink like the highlights in his hair. While he was blushing severely, he knew that the pink rosy blush could in no way shine through all this makeup and thus had to be painted on. His eyes sat in the middle of a blend of pink eye shows with winged black eyeliner, framed by very full long lashes underneath a pair of very thin highly arched eyebrows. Even his hand looked dainty with the inch long hot pink acrylic nails.

While even just his face would have been shocking the rest of his body followed in the over the top girly look. The pink dress while not being particularly well shaped or pretty did look much girlier now with a broad white lacquered belt with a big gold buckle being fastened tightly at his waist, pulling the dress and his waist in a little, creating the illusion of a slight hourglass figure.

Underneath the skirt his legs looked surprisingly dainty as well, completely smooth, the nude coloured hose making them look a shade too light compared to his arms and adding an extremely glossy finish to them. A daintiness that was only enhanced by the pink leather block heels. Apart from their colour and the fact that they were heels they weren’t all that remarkable.

The accessories that had been put on him completed the over the top look, a couple of cheap looking gold coloured metal bangles were put on both of his wrists. A broad pink satin ribbon tied off in a big bow forming a makeshift choker hid his Adam’s apple. The worst of the accessories by far were the ones filling the freshly pierced holes. An elegant small gem sat in his left nostril. In his earlobes from bottom to top there was a pair of big gold hoops, followed by a plastic heart and a small gemstone. The top of his right ear sported an additional two small golden rings. Two balls on both sides of both of his nipples were faintly visible through the material of the dress.

Andre nearly fainted as he looked over his extreme makeover again and again with the broadly smirking Suzan standing behind him. No one could ever see him like this, he would never live down that humiliation. How in hell he would managed to undo this all without being seen was a mystery though, there wasn’t much hope for that at all with his fellow gang members roaming these streets.