The Accident 2 Moving On

STEPHANIE

I had been released from Andover Village as a patient, and in just a week I would be returning as the Program Director for the entire facility.  Nick and I had several tense nights of arguments as he tried to get me back to the girl I used to be.  I finally told him that I was moving out.

I had received a check tor my totaled car for $25000, but would have full use of a company car once I started, so instead I used some of the money to by some nice, but basic furniture for my new condo.  I also splurged on myself for my new craft room, buying a state of the art sewing machine and enough supplies for anything I wanted to do.

Finally, the night before I was going to move out, Nick and I came to an agreement over how we would end our marriage.  We found out that a judge would grant us an annulment because we hadn’t been married for that long, so all we had to do was divide the assets.  I knew that he would struggle to pay for the townhouse on just his salary, so besides giving him all the savings we had I told him he could all but $20,000 of the settlement I was supposed to receive from the accident.  According to the insurance company Nick’s share should be about $90,000, enough to stay in the townhouse.  My new lifestyle wouldn’t require me to spend much money at all, so as long as I had a small emergency fund I was happy.

My new job was wonderful.  I ate almost every meal in one of the dining halls, or one of the ladies would have me over for lunch or dinner, and I quickly fell into a regular routine.  In my spare time I would meet up with some of the residents and learn the finer bits about knitting and sewing.  I started to become a weekly host to a group of ladies, and soon I was making all of my own skirts and dresses.  When I moved out of my old house every piece of clothing from my old life went into the bin at the charity shop.  One of my first trips out with the ladies they helped me replace my old clothes with ones I quickly learned to love.  If you would have told me 8 month’s ago my drawers full of Victoria’s Secret and CK bras and panties would all be replaced by a couple multi-packs of nylon briefs and firm control Playtex bras, I would have said you were crazy, but once I found out how comfortable they were, I knew I’d never change back.

I  was stopping in to see Mrs Miller twice a week now.  She would wash my hair for me, and make sure my hair looked great all the time.  After about 5 months my hair was starting to show a good amount of re-growth, so Mrs Miller declared it was time to re-perm it.  I was excited to watch her work as this time I was not sedated beforehand.  I could really feel how she rolled each rod very tight to my head, and unlike last time, the smell of the liquid hit my nose as soon as it went on.  As she was making the final tweaks to the finished look Mrs Miller put another idea in my head “Maybe we’ll shave the bottom when you come in next week”  I knew what she meant, women with short permed hair were in the majority at Andover Village, and I had noticed there were quite a few ladies with a high-shaved neckline.  I loved my curls, but having the bottom and around my ears shaved to the skin made me a bit nervous.

Her statement was on my mind all week, she even repeated it when I stopped in to have my hair washed mid-week  “You’ll look lovely with your long neck on display” she said as she coated my head with a fresh coat of hair spray.  I  hoped that Mrs Miller would change her mind but I knew I was in her hands come Friday afternoon.

That evening I received a call from my best friend from my childhood.  Madison and I both followed similar paths, dated a star athlete in high school, followed him to college, then married him soon after.  The biggest difference was our spouses.  Nick and I were truly in love up until the accident, while Madison and Brian struggled in their marriage from the start.

It started in college when Brian, a star quarterback in high school, struggled thru college on the field and in the classroom, eventually losing his scholarship and barely graduating.  A mediocre job selling furniture, and drinking problem soon followed.  Madison, on the other hand, sailed thru nursing school and had a very good job at a top hospital system.  It wasn’t the first time Madi had called me asking if I wanted company for a few days, so I knew she needed to get away from Brian for a while.  I hadn’t seen her since before the accident, so I was more than happy to have her company.

Madi arrived Thursday afternoon, and I was as shocked by her appearance as she was mine.  The one time Homecoming Queen looked like she hadn’t slept, or even bathed in several days.  The thing that just about put me into a rage was the bruises she had on her arms and on her face.  She tried to say it was nothing but an accident, but I knew she had been abused, and I was pissed about it.  We ordered in some food, then I drew a nice hot bath so she could relax and try to put Brian out of her mind for a while.

We sat and talked the rest of the night, but it was the usual …”He doesn’t mean it, He’s really a great guy”, but I knew better.  When it became time to head to bed, I gave Madi one of my long nightgowns.  As we were changing, she was surprised when she saw my choice of undergarments “Damn Stephanie, did you steal your mom’s bra and panties”.  I reached in the drawer and pulled out a pair to match mine “You won’t believe how comfortable this really are”  We were soon dressed as twins and I told Madi we could sleep together in my bed “Just like our high school sleepovers”  Even though we had done some minor petting and kissing back then, it never went any farther.  Me, I was just going to be happy to have another warm body in the bed with me.  Madi fell asleep in minutes, while I was restless for a while.

I had to work a few hours on Friday, and as I was getting dressed I notice Madi grabbing another pair of briefs out of my drawer “You weren’t wrong about these old lady panties, I love em” I then grabbed one of the Playtex bras out of the drawer “Might as well go all out” I thought about giving her a dress to wear, but didn’t want to go to far right away.  As I went to head out Madi gave me the biggest hug, almost not wanting me to leave.  I told her I would be done by noon, then we would have some lunch.  She settled in on the couch, ready to relax the morning away.

On my walk back home I passed by Mrs Miller’s shop, of course stopping in to say hi.  I had an appointment for that afternoon, were she was probably going give me a high shaved neckline, and mentioned that I should cancel so I could spend more time with Madi.  Instead Mrs Miller told me to bring her along.  “Maybe I can convince her to let me give her a new look.” I smiled as I walked the rest of the way home, thinking of how much Brian would hate it if Madi cut off her hair.

While we ate our lunch, I mentioned to Madi about my appointment, offering to cancel it for today.  Madi insisted I keep the appointment, so not wanting her to be alone for the whole day, I asked her to come with me to keep me company.  In reality I wanted Mrs Miller to try and get Madi into her chair, and do what she does best.

Madi seemed a bit wide eyed as we entered the beauty parlor, certainly not what she was used to all of her life.  Mrs Miller gave us each a warm greeting and told me to go straight to her chair.  After I was caped, she laid the chair down and gave me one of her wonderful shampoo’s, a vigorous towel dry followed.  It had only been a week since she had re-permed my hair, so I knew she wouldn’t have much to trim.  I knew that she wouldn’t forget about raising my neck line, but thought she might wait on it, knowing that I had brought Madi with me.

The chair was facing away from the counter, and I was smiling at Madi, when all of sudden I saw Madi’s smile flatten out and her eyes get wider.  She actually looked nervous, biting her lip as she watched Mrs Miller, and then I knew why.  I heard the whine of the clippers and Mrs Miller pushed my head to my chest.  “Chin down.  Lets get you that proper neck line.”  Madi almost jumped as the clippers switched on, with my head down I couldn’t see her face, but she was sitting on her hands now, and could barely sit still.

I watched my lap as tons of little rings of hair fell into it, no match for the clippers.  After just a few minutes Mrs miller directed me to lift my head, and I could see Madi was all red in the face. I gave her a big smile to tell her that everything was okay.  Mrs Miller then pushed my head sideways as she tapered the hair close to my ear.  I had seen several of the other ladies with this much shorter look, but it was still a shock as the wedge shape now started to properly form.  When she had finished with the clipper work she used a shaver to finish the bottom of my neck.  Finished with that, a light dusting of powder and Mrs miller declared me finished.  “Definitely the proper look for you dear”  I knew then it would stay from now on.

I got up from the chair, thanking Mrs Miller for her wonderful work, but she had other things on her mind “Alright Madison, lets get you all fixed up”  Madi turned a bit pale as she heard Mrs Miller, being even more submissive to authority figures than I was, I could see her almost start for the chair.  As much as I wanted to see Madi lose her long hair, just to piss Brian off, I wanted to make sure it was what she really wanted to do for herself.  I spoke up, saying we had places to be, giving Madi a chance to politely refuse Mrs Millers offer.

As we walked back to my condo, Madi held my hand.  “Why did you stop her?  You knew that I couldn’t have told her no” Madi asked as we walked.  I told her that she should have time to think about what would happen if she went home with a short haircut.  The smile on Madi’s face grew a whole lot bigger as she pondered her fate.

That evening we decided to just lounge around and watch a couple movies.  From all of our sleepovers as teens that meant in our pajamas, with an afghan over our laps, and a big bowl of popcorn.  Tonight would be just the same as we snuggled close when the movie started.  I noticed several times that Madi kept staring at my hair, but I chose to remain silent, knowing that she had of lot of thoughts in her head to process.

Tired after the second movie, we decide to head to bed.  I joked as I saw the clock in the bedroom “10:30, just like a school night”.  The first two nights we slept together we had laid somewhat apart on the king-sized mattress, but tonight Madi got right up behind me, her arm coming across my waist as we fell asleep.  I woke the next morning feeling Madi rubbing my neck.  The feeling was wonderful and I didn’t stop her for a few minutes, then I rolled over and told her “Good morns Mads”  Madi was now playing with my curls “Sorry Steph, didn’t mean to wake you”

We made our way to the kitchen for the required morning fuel and Madi finally asked me about my hair “You really like having your like this don’t you Steph?”  I admitted to her that even though I balled my eye out when they told me I had to have it cut, once Mrs Miller put the perm rods in my hair, something changed in me.  I told her that I wasn’t shaving anymore either, and when she heard that Madi laughed “Oh, come on Steph, you haven’t had hair down there since we were 13”  I immediately lifted my nightgown, pulling my panties down far enough to give Madi a full frontal shot of my bush. Madi came over and gave my crotch a good rub “That’s quite a rug there Steph”  I responded”Yep, legs and pit too.  I don’t even have a razor in the house.”

We went out for the day on Saturday, finishing with dinner before returning for the evening.  I thought it would be Madison’s last day with me..  In the past she would always go home on Sunday’s, assuming Brian would have cooled off by then.  Instead, Sunday afternoon came and Madi asked if I would mind if she stayed around for a couple more days.  I, of course, told her I was in no hurry to leave, joking “It’s been nice to have a warm body in bed with me”

After another night of Madi snuggled up against me I had to go to work on Monday.  Madi got in the shower right after me, and when she finished she went straight to my dresser for a bra and briefs.  It was what she asked next that kind of surprised me “Can I try on one of your skirts Steph?”  I decided on one of my best outfits, knee length navy blue skirt, white button down shirt with a peter pan collar and a pair of opaque white pantyhose to finish to look.  I asked why she wanted to be so dressed up to lay around the house and Madi replied “I just wanted to see why you like dressing like this.”

Mondays were always busy for me, especially after taking off several hours taking care of Madi.  When I finally made my way home I told Madi we should go eat in one of the fancier dining halls, seeing that she was certainly dressed for it.  The whole evening the old smile had returned to Madi’s face.  It was like all of her problems had been lifted away.  When I mentioned that it was good to see her smiling again, Madi just brushed off “Just a good day Steph”  We were in our pajamas by 8:00, on the couch for some TV before in bed a few hours later.

Tuesday morning I was coming out of the shower when I saw Madi had taken off her nightshirt and was heading for her turn.  I smiled when I noticed she was starting to show a patch of dark stubble between her legs, knowing that she was going to give that a go too.  As I got ready to head out the door, I reminded Madi that I had my regualr appointment with Mrs Miller to have my hair washed.  Madi gave me a quick hug and told me to have a great day.  The day went as expected, and at 4:00 I was on my way to Mrs Millers

I was always her last client of the day, and she was all by herself when I walked in.  She sat me right down and leaned the chair back to the sink.  As Mrs Miller was shampooing my hair, I heard the bells on the door.  At first I figured it was a delivery driver, but Mrs Miller said “Hello sweetie.  So good to see you again.”  Once my hair was rinsed and a towel out on my head she leaned to chair into its upright position.  I was surprised to see Madi sitting in the chair across from me, with a dress and blue tights on “Oh, hi Mads.  I didn’t know you were meeting me here.  I’ll be done in a minute, then we can go wherever you need to”  Madison just sat there, biting her lip like the first time she came.  I also saw her twirling her hair in her fingers, something she had always done when she was nervous about something.

A few minutes later Mrs Miller uncaped me, telling me I was good until Friday.  As I rose from the chair, I saw Madison standing on somewhat wobbly legs.  Mrs Miller saw her nervousness as well, and was going to take full advantage of it.  “Alright Madison, lets have a seat over here”  This time Madison could do nothing but move over to the chair, her submissiveness had totally given in to whatever Mrs Miller had in mind.  As I sat and looked at Madi I saw a look of shear terror as at that moment she realized exactly what sitting in the chair meant.  Her long hair days would be over for years to come.

MRS MILLER

I knew once Madison walked thru the door that she too would end up in my chair.  It was an instant decision deciding what I was going to do with her long hair.  As overjoyed as I was when Stephanie first came thru my door and I had a fresh hair to work with, I could have never imagined I would get o have a second one.

I caped her and decided that she should experience the full treatment.  I laid the chair back and wet her long hair down, followed by a vigorous shampooing.  I gave it a good combing out, was almost like a last goodbye to her long hair.  She was staring straight at Stephanie when I reached for my big shears.  They both had tears in their eyes when I made the first cut.  Just like the first time Stephanie sat in my chair, a long sheet of hair slid down into her lap.  It was then I saw a tiny smile appear on Madison’s face.

The pressure was now off, so she felt relaxed about what was going to happen next.  Once I had taken all the long hair off, the smaller shears followed.  The next several minutes saw me taking Madison’s hair down to a uniform 2 1/2″ all over.  I had already chosen what I was going to do, but decided to see just how far I could take my newest client “Do you want the same rods as your girlfriend over there, or would you prefer an even tighter curl?”  This time even Stephanie was on the edge of her seat.  Madison want having trouble with her thoughts as she had barely decided to have her hair done in the first place.  “I…I think I want it just like Stephanie’s.”  Stephanie shook her head in agreement and sat back to watch the rest of the transformation.

I gave Madison the box of end papers, telling her to hand them to me as I called for them.  Her hair was sectioned in to 7 areas, starting at the crown of her head I started the winding process, again taking very narrow sections of hair with the rat-tail comb.  I could see her flinch a bit as I rolled the first rod tight tot her scalp.  “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it”  It was about 40 minutes later when the last of the rods were put in place.  I turned the chair which gave Madison her first look at her head full of red perm rods.  Her eyes then went to the box on the counter, just like Stephanie seeing the Mega hold, extra strong perm kit that would soon be on her head.

I could see Madison starting to squirm in the chair as I reached for the bottle of waving lotion.  The reality that there was no turning back once I soaked the rods had fully set in.  I didn’t hesitate as I began making sure each rod was fully saturated.  I covered her head with a plastic cap and led her to the dryer “25 minutes dear, you can relax again”  Madison just sat and smiled as she waited for the timer.

After the timer went off, her hair wash rinsed, followed by the neutralizer.  A quick 10 minutes later and another rinse, it was time to unroll the rods.  I decided to to let Stephanie give me a hand “Come over Stephanie, I’m sure she can’t wait to see her new curls.”  Together the rods were all out in 5 minutes.  Stephanie sat back down as I started in with the pick, fluffing up her curls to a nice uniform shape.  I decided to wait on lifting her neckline, just as I had done with Stephanie.  “Well Madison, what do you think?”

Madison started balling her eyes out.  I was worried at first, but she quickly explained that at this moment her abusive relationship was officially over.  She gave both Stephanie and myself big hugs as they readied to leave.  I made sure she knew what I expected.  “I’ll expect you her every Tuesday and Friday with Stephanie, understood?”  Madison quickly said she would be here. As the two of them headed for the door I pushed a little farther “We’ll take your neckline higher when I clean up Stephanie’s on Friday”  Madison reached up to her neck and meekly replied “oo…okay”

MADISON

I knew if I went into Mrs Miller’s beauty parlor I would be helpless to refuse her from cutting off my cherished long locks if she offered.  I had barely refused the first time I was there, and being so submissive my whole life I was of course drawn to sitting in her chair.  I knew deep down that this would be the would be the exact thing I needed to finally break free from Brian.  I hadn’t loved him in years, but always felt I would be seen as a failure if I couldn’t make it work.

Seeing how happy Stephanie had become in her new life, plus the fact that every time we laid in bed and I played with her curls and smooth neck, I would get a tingling feeling.  I decided to tempt my fate, and show up during Stephanie’s appointment, hopefully it would have the same effect on me.

I was already getting excited as I walked towards the beauty parlor, thinking about what was about to happen.  I could feel the cold air coming up my dress, as my panties and tights were already moist.  I was only in the waiting area a few minutes when Mrs Miller finished up with Stephanie, but I struggled to sit still as I waited for the offer to come over and take my turn in her chair.

I knew what I expected to happen, but was still surprised that Mrs Miller never asked me what I wanted.  I couldn’t hold back the tears as the long hair I had known all my life slid down into my lap, but as she started to wind up all the tiny rods I too felt the change that I’m sure Stephanie had gone thru.  When she turned the chair around and I read the box on the counter I almost lost control, never before had someone taken so much control over what happened to me.  It only took a couple hours and I was now a whole new person.

Unknown to Stephanie, the reason I got so dressed up on Monday was that I had an interview for a nursing position at the facility.  I hadn’t approached her about it, but hoped she would let me move in with her on a permanent basis.  I have been deeply in love with Stephanie since we both hit puberty, even though we had never done more than some girlish petting when we were younger.  I, of course, had always been to shy to act on it, so I ended up with Brian.  No matter what happened with Stephanie I decided that he would be the one and only man that had his way with me.

When we exited the beauty parlor we quickly made our way out of the building.  Once outside we both hugged each other, and jumped excitedly as Stephanie welcomed me as a ‘curly girl’.  Stephanie then decided that we should stop for dinner at one of the basic dining halls, saying “Nothing fancy for a couple of simple girls”  I waited until we were back home before I told Stephanie about my new nursing position at the facility.  We opened a bottle of wine to celebrate both my new position, and making a final break from my soon to be ex-husband.

STEPHANIE

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw Madi walking towards the chair, but something told me that this was her way of breaking the grip that Brian had always had on her.  I sat nervously as I watched Mrs Miller ruthlessly make the first cuts of Madi’s long hair.  It was a lot longer than mine was when I first came here, but as the pile grew I tried to replay what had happened to me as both times I had been sedated to keep me calm.  I was certainly not calm now as my dearest friend was being transformed before my eyes.  While Madi and I had fun kissing each other, and showing each other our changing bodies when we were young girls, we had never done anything serious.  This was a whole new experience for me though as I quickly felt the warmth between my legs and I edged forward on the seat as Madi submitted to Mrs  Millers will.  I was mere seconds away from putting my hands between my legs when the cape came off, and by the way Mrs Miller had been looking at me for the last hour, she knew what was happening to me.

A simple dinner, followed by a walk home holding hands with each other, before Madi broke the news about the job offer.  We had finished the bottle of wine had settled on the couch.  I could tell Madison had something on her mind, but so did I.  I told Madi that i wanted her to move in with me on a permanent basis and I could see the relief on Madi’s face knowing that that was the question she wanted to ask.  I had never liked sleeping alone and told Madi that I didn’t want to go back to doing it ever again.

It was about 9:00 and the wine had really kicked in, I told Madi we should get ready for bed.  We both took off our dresses and tights, but rather than put on our nightgowns we both had the same thought of leaving them in the dresser tonight.  In bed together we slowly started to explore each other, only unlike when we were teenagers, there were no clothes, or parents to worry about.  After just a few minutes of exploration I noticed that Madi no longer had smooth legs, and was starting to grow some cute little pubes between her legs.  As I figured it out Madi showed me her armpits “My razors went in the trash 3 days ago.  I’ll catch up to you pretty soon”

We took our love for each other to all the way that night, and as I laid there the next morning I played with Madison’s beautiful curls.  She woke up and gave me the best morning kiss I can ever remember.  We were totally in love with each other, and after a few days of our new life together I thought about something that I never thought I would again in my life, I wanted to be married again.  I knew I had found my lifelong partner.

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