DAY 8
At the beginning of the second week, Patrick realized that things would start to get more challenging. Still on Monday, at the salon, his eyebrows were plucked out again, and this time Brittany worked until they were slightly arched. She didn't make them so thin – yet – but it looked very different already.
Also, although the guy wasn't fully aware of this, the female hormones and the other drugs prescribed by Dr. Reid were already starting to take effect. Patrick's body had already lost some muscle mass, his skin was softer, and his face was less angular. Whatever these drugs really were, they seemed to be quite powerful.
After the work on his eyebrows, Dana, the head of the salon, approached the guy cheerfully. "Look at your face!" she said. "It seems so much better now, my darling! And I have other good news for you. Today I'm going to start working on your hair. It's about time for you to have a more elegant haircut, don’t you think?"
Patrick then sat in the hairdresser's chair, and the woman began to analyze his hair and face closely, with a hand on his chin. "This is still very short but I think I know a haircut that will work for now. I'll improve it over time, of course..."
She then covered the mirror in front of Patrick, saying that he would need to wait until the end to see the final result. When she started cutting his hair, other girls approached to work on his nails.
Dana took a considerable time. Nobody had ever taken so long to cut Patrick's hair, and he couldn't understand the reason for this. The work on his nails was finalized long before, and he saw that they had been polished with light pink nail polish. He realized that with longer and shiny nails his hands looked quite different. Somehow, they seemed more delicate and feminine, and his fingers thinner.
"So, what do you think?" asked the manicurist.
"Hmm... They look great, thanks!" Patrick said, guessing that the girl would like to hear some compliments for her work.
"You're welcome! And I have to say that you have such lovely hands! Just wait until your nails grow longer… They’ll look even better with a sexier nail polish like blood red... You'll see!"
About twenty minutes later, Dana finally finished her work and let the guy look in the mirror.
"Wow" Patrick exclaimed, seeing his reflection. He got impressed by how much the woman managed to make his hair look different. He now had long and soft bangs partially covering his left eye; his sideburns had been reduced to thin feminine bands of hair; the back of his hair had been meticulously trimmed, and nape of his neck looked much more smoother, since this was completely hairless.
"Do you like it?" Dana asked.
"Yeah, it was amazing job. I didn't think it was possible to change my look so much since my hair isn't so long..."
"Well, I did my best with what I had in my hands" the woman said trying to sound humble though she was clearly proud of her job. "Just wait until your hair grows longer and you'll see what I can do for real!"
His new haircut, together with his shaped eyebrows, made a big difference on Patrick's face. This wasn't like he was seeing a different person in the mirror, but he definitely looked more feminine. He, for the first time, realized that that plan really could work. Those people would really be able to make him look like a woman. That realization was scary and exciting at the same time. He was exploring a whole new world…
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"Oh, look at your hair. Just fabulous, my darling!" said Mrs. Miller, when Patrick came into her office that night.
"Thank you, Ma'am."
"You look much better now. Aren't you already starting to feel like a woman?" she smiled, noting that the young man's body was also changing rapidly. He didn't seem aware of that, however, which was excellent – everything was working according to her plans.
"Hmm... I guess so" Patrick said, a little sheepishly.
"Oh, but you still seem uncomfortable with your emerging femininity. It's not good, my dear. Sit down and let's talk…"
That meeting, Mrs. Miller once again questioned Patrick about his ambitions exhaustively. Then, she incisively pointed out that to achieve what he wanted he needed to be a woman. "Therefore" she said in a quiet, monotonous voice, "We can say that, just for now, being a woman is what will make you satisfied. That's the only way you can achieve your goals, my dear. And you can't be happy without doing so, can you?"
"No, Ma'am. I can't" Patrick hadn’t even noticed it happening, but he had entered a state of semi trance. He was still aware of almost everything that was being discussed, but it was like those random thoughts that one has just before falling asleep, and which are soon forgotten. He was so relaxed... All that mattered to him at that moment was to hear what Mrs. Larsen had to say… He knew he could trust her completely…
Good, my darling" the woman continued. "So what do you need to be happy and satisfied?"
"I… I need to be a woman..."
"Good girl… It’s very important, so you need to always remember that. You will always act like a woman. This makes you feel good about yourself. Acting like a man, for now, makes you feel sad and uncomfortable. You know it isn't right. You can't be a man. You will realize that just acting like a woman you feel comfortable… You feel like your true self, because this act is helping you achieve what you crave so much…"