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Soon, morning would bring Tom's slumber to an end. When he woke, Thomas wondered for a moment, if it had been some kind of dream... But he was delighted to see otherwise! Yes indeed, Tom awoke swaddled in his own glossy black blankets, vibrant and full of life! He slipped out of bed, and nearly three feet of flowing shadows followed him. In the washroom, he looked into the mirror. Before, his hair wasn't unkempt, not by a long shot. It was full, but rather dingy. the coat was lacking any true length, despite never cut. It grew just enough to give him that "fluffy" look. But the image Thomas saw in the mirror was not at all "fluffy". No, this was someone completely new. They had hair that cloaked the whole left side of their face. It seemed to gleam even from the least of light. Despite this drab flat, it shone like melted onyx over the figure. And although these tresses were full of volume, they slid down without hesitation. Thomas simply could not believe the person he saw was

As Tom returned to his front desk he wondered if he should bother putting up his topknot once more. Of course, his eyes would be covered regardless, and he couldn't imagine it would be very comfortable. He did not mind looking feminine, but it would be annoying for people to mistake him for a woman. As he tied his hair up, enjoying the feel in his mitts. Thomas noticed the white streaks highlighting his ponytail quite nicely. But not a second after he let go, it slipped back down! Apparently, the weight coupled with the sheer sleekness of his hair meant tying it up was impossible. Tom let out a sigh, and back to work he went. As expected, the day was long and full, with both old and newcomers fawning over his new massive mane. However, as much as he adored his own image, it's surprising heft weighed him down greatly. By the time it was evening, he was more exhausted then ever! He was dragging himself to the front once more, when the phone rang. "Hello..." Tom said, drained. "Hi! I

At the end of the day, Thomas was shocked! A total of twelve new names appeared on his schedule. Yet he knew that more were to come, thanks to Quora. Tom hopped on his computer to do some investigating. That incident today put a question in his mind. Just how many different items did this Transform-hair brand sell? If not for him, them at the very least to give "deluxe" treatments. Finally, he found what he was searching for and clicked checkout... "Oh Thomas, what's wrong with fashion today?" Delilah pouted as he worked on her hair in the sink. She only met Tom yesterday and already was venting to him. "Always shorter, always more shaved! Whatever happened to... well..." She gestured to his full lengths. "It's not their fault," He said, "they just wanna be bold. If they can do something new, they'll try." "And done!" She turned around to see both the sink and Tom's gloves had a layer of pink on them! "My gosh! Does the color bleed that much?" Indeed, her hair was already a shade

"Thank you again for coming on our talk show!" The announcer said backstage. "Well thanks for having me! I can't wait to be on TV!" Lunova said back, oblivious as to what would happen next... It was supposedly a hair-themed talk show: Lunova would go on, share some tips on managing long hair, maybe show off her own purple locks. And she would even get a cash prize at the end! The announcer looked like your average wacky show host, complete with a tacky red/yellow suit, and a smile he never seems to lose. Lunova herself was rocking her signature style, A sporty tank-top with short shorts. but most eye catching was her massive purple buns, each one bigger than her head! They gave her a look that no one could imitate. Together, they walked out onto center stage, where in the middle was a singular fancy looking salon chair. "Alright, hop in!" the host said, patting the chair. "I don't think so! Nobody's touching my hair!" she snapped. The show host gave a halfhearted chuckle. "Right