The new caller sounded unsure that he was speaking to the right girl. I asked if he was looking for a makeover, but he was uncertain. I explained to him about the services I offer: Hair, makeup, help in dressing, all in the fantasy realm. Of course I have ultra high heels in the fantasy salon to fit every girly slut.
But he was having difficulty getting the fantasy to connect with reality enough to jump-start it. What might happen that would get it plausibly rolling?
I told him how I might be taking a leisurely break outside of the salon toward the end of the day. As I have no more clients scheduled, I can chat with passersby. Sure enough, he’s a guy who could use a trim, so in we go.
But first I suggest soaking in the spa in the back room, feeling the air jets and the water jets making his skin sing. The hypnotic perfume rises from the water as I set a glass of champagne next to him, dim the lights, and put on soft music.
All of a sudden it seemed like something he would really want to get sucked into.
He remarked that this didn’t really seem to be a beauty parlor, and it’s not. It’s more like a salon and spa. But the most surprising thing was how hard he fell. He had me rename him with a girly name. He didn’t just want to dress up as a girl and suck cock, he was one of those who really wanted to become a girl, surgery and all. It occurred to me that this is a niche that is seriously underserved in the phone fantasy entertainment biz.
So, it looks like it will no longer be a salon and spa, but a salon, spa, and SRS (sexual reassignment surgery) clinic. All the fantasy medical treatments that might be needed to turn a male into a female will be offered. Just ask! We’ve got it. I will make you the fantasy girl of your dreams!