This choice: Myx enters Beautylicious. • Go Back... Myx looked around as she exited The Bread Basket. Her eyes fell on a man nervously entering a nearby building. Myx read the sign, exercising her limited use of reading English, but the word was something made up she didn't recognize. She stared at the sign reading, "Beautylicious". Not thinking too much of it she followed the man into the salon.
As the man entered he approached the desk at the front. Myx flew up right beside him as the blonde woman manning the desk introduced herself as "Hannah".
Myx listened in as the man spoke in a hushed tone to Hannah about his desired treatments. Apparently the man was rather embarrassed about it all, but he was going to get his chest waxed for his wife's birthday. He explained how he'd been so unsure about it and he had finally got up the courage to come in and get it taken care of.
Hannah laughed in sympathy as she got the man's information and gently talked him through the procedure and the costs.
Myx got an idea as she saw the two talking. "Wanna have a smoother chest to show off to the wife, huh? Why, I can do that for no charge at all! Not money, anyway...", the fairy mused as she focused on the two as the man's shirt began to swell a bit. The man's top button on his polo shirt came undone as the pressure of his new breasts forced it off. The hair covering his chest quickly disappeared as his chest was completely replaced with Hannah's.
On the other side of the desk Hannah's shirt was deflating as her modest breasts were sinking into nothing. Her previously well-fitting shirt now began to hang limply against her now rougher skin. Hair quickly grew in across her chest, the wild chest hair visible through the now large opening at her neck. Being beside Hannah, Myx even caught a slight glance of Hannah's now tiny nipples as they were no longer supported or concealed by her bra.
Their conversation had apparently changed, slightly, as now the man was simply there to buy some beauty products for his wife, not being able to think of any other gift.
Hannah explained multiple products to him, turning as she reached for a bottle of shampoo off of the shelf behind her. Before she turned she brought one hand with it's well-kept nails to scratch at her hairy chest through the opening in her shirt.
Deciding to have a bit more fun with the man Myx turned her attention to a large black woman sitting in a salon chair with her head tilted back in a sink behind her. She was clearly letting her hair soak.
"Let's give the wife something to hold onto.", mused Myx as the black woman began to sink a bit in her chair as her ass became smaller, paler, and a little hairier.
The woman shifted in her seat to get into a more comfortable position after her assets shrunk.
The man though, was beginning to be an interesting sight for Myx. The man's slightly saggy jeans began to grow taut at the waist as his butt began to take on mass. The previously unassuming, male ass cheeks began to grow supple, and much darker. The waist of his jeans began to be pushed down under the pressure of his growing ass. Myx saw a patch of dark skin now sitting above the waist of his boxers, now slightly exposed by his pressured jeans.
The man finished his business with Hannah, purchasing multiple items before walking out the door, his hips now swaying quite a bit due to the momentum his new backside provided. Hannah, not busy at the moment, tapped away on her phone while remaining at the desk.
Myx then saw a woman enter the salon after the man, practically dragging her husband and young son in with her. The father looked slightly annoyed to be going to a salon, while the young boy was practically a zombie with all of his focus on the game system in his hands. Myx looked around again and saw another woman dressed in a similar outfit as Hannah walked over to the black woman getting her hair done.
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