Mom on the barber's chair

 Emma was preganant for the first time. Things in her life were changinig rapidly. The guy she met in highschool who she didn't think much of initially, was going to the father of her child. The Emma who loved partying was taking more care of her body now. Her body too was changing. Even after her son Jason was born. Her boobs had grown a lot. Although she had shed most of the weight she gained during preganancy, she still looked very plump.

Jason was almost a year old now and he had definetly taken his mother's hair genes as it had already grown thick and long. Emma thought it was time to give Jason a haircut but she was afraid that she might hurt him in the process so she decided to rely on professional expertise.

One overcast morning, Emma walked into a local barbershop. It was a very dull day and Emma was dressed in her woolens carrying Jason in his pram. As she opened the door, a bell jingled and she was welcomed by an old barber. Well into his sixties the barber looked like a tough old man with receeding pepper and salt hair slicked back with some gel. He welcomed Emma in and said, "A haircut for the the young one I suppose?" Emma just smiled in affirmation.

Dusting the chain with a cape he said, "Lucky you won't have to wait as we have no appointments today." Emma chuckled as she lifted Jason up from the pram. A bit confused she just stood there awaiting the barber's orders. 

The Barber said, "My name is John. I am happy to serve you today. Please take the seat."  

Emma stood there with a question mark on her face. She was confused why she was asked to take the seat as her son was the one getting the haircut. 

Noticing Emma's apprehension, John said, "Kids getting a haircut for the first time tend to be very fussy. They feel safer if they are with their parent. So you could take the seat with the baby on your lap, he'd be much more calm and we would get done with the cut easily."

Agreeing with what the barber said Emma took the seat with Jason on her lap. The seat was much more comfortable and Emma sunk in as she sat. It felt weird at first but soon she felt much more comfortable. 

"If you don't mind I'll cape you up so that the hair doesn't get stuck on your clothes." Emma nodded as John drapped Emma with the cape. Emma was feeling very excited sitting the the barber's chair under the cape. 

John flipped his clippers on and picked up his comb. Lifting Jason's hair with the comb he trimmed them quickly with his clippers. The sound of the clippers and how swiftly he worked on Jason's hair really excited Emma. She was really surprised with John's dexterity and how calm Jason was throughout the process. Having not much to work with John was done within 5 minutes. But Emma was so engrossed in the process she was almost glued to the seat. 

After an awkward pause John broke the silence and said, "And we are done unless you want me to go shorter but I think this is good." John's voice really startled Emma as she brought back her focus to Jason's hair which looked much more clean and neat. 

"I think that look really nice" Emma replied but she still couldn't get up from her seat. She looked at her own hair. Her long red mane was reduced to a limp pony tail because of the pregnancy. 

"That would be it I guess..." John said but was soon interrupted by Emma who blurted out, "Will you cut my hair?" Even she couldn't believe what she said.

Emma's interruption left the barber in a shock. "Ma'am I don't think I can help you..." He responded. Emma's face had an expression that was a mixture of relief and disappointment. 

"...unless you want something short."

"Yes. Do it." Emma replied gripping the armrests of the chair so tight that her fingers were white. 

The barber picked up Jason and placed him in the pram. He undid Emma's cape, wrapped her neck with a paper towel and redid the cape really thight. He opened the drawer and picked out a pair of scissors and a comb only to be stopped by Emma. 

"Not this. The machine please." 

"We'll get there ma'am, don't worry." 

The barber opened Emma's ponytail. Her limp ginger hair flumped on her shoulders, flowing just below her shoulder blades. The barber held her hair near the nape area and chopped them off in one swift cut.

*SNIP!*

The chop gave Emma the jitters. Her hair were now only a chic chin length bob. But she definitely wasn't satisfied by that.

Placing the scissors back the barber combed and sectioned her hair. Emma who usually got her haircut at posh salons was accustomed to her hair being sectioned into multiple sections. The barber only section here hair into two. He frapped the hair on the top of her head and tied a small knot and secured it with a clip leaving the rest. Emma was excited at the sight of what was happening.

The barber picked up a pair of clippers and put in a number two gaurd. Standing behind Emma he said bending Emma's head down, "Chin to you chest ma'am."

He flipped the clippers on to a loud hum. The hum was soon muffled as the barber pushed in into Emma's hair. That gave Emma butterflies. The barber made a couple of passes and Emma's red hair started falling on her shoulders and then on the floor. What was left behind was a fuzz on ginger hair and a pretty white sclap peeking through.

When the barber was done with Emma's nape he moved on to her left. He placed the clippers on Emma's sideburns. He pushed them in. All the way up to her temple leaving behind only a fuzz. Emma's hair fell on her lap. It was only then Emma realized what destruction the clippers were causing. That made Emma more excited than scared. 

Continuing swift upward movements the barber had completely buzzed Emma's left side. He moved to the right and did the same. 

The barber undid the top knot. Emma's hair fell down and touched her bare scalp which tickled her a bit. He sprayed her hair with some water and picked up a pair of scissors. He lifted Emma's hair straight up and chopped them right in the middle leaving behind only about 5 inches of it. He now started from the back of her crown. Lifted up a section and chopped more off. Moving forward he chopped a little less each time creating a nice graduation. He then combed Emma's hair in front and snipped them off right about her eyebrows to give her a fringe. He placed the scissors back on the counter. Emma thought that they were done but she was wrong. 

The barber picked up the clippers again. He replaced the gaurd to a smaller one. Flipping the clippers back on he started giving Emma a fade. It was a long process where he went over the sections again and again as he kept buzzing Emma's hair going shorter each time. Finally he removed the gaurd. Emma was loving the process and the constant vibrations. But this time was was startled with the cold metal against her skin. A shiver ram down her spine. And then she went back to enjoying the process of her hair because buzzed off even shorter. Almost bald. 

Satisfied with the fade the barber picked up a blow-dryer. He started blow-drying her hair using his fingers as a comb. Emma knew the blow-dryer would feel different on the buzz but this was not she was expecting. She thoroughly enjoyed the barber's strong rough hands in her hair. 

The barber picked up a bottle of hair wax and styled Emma's hair into what yoh could describe as a - bowlcut in the front and fade on the sides and back. It was short yet vert feminine. Emma looked drop dead gorgeous with her bare neck and ears popping out. 

The barber undid Emma's cape and paper towel. Emma began to get up but she was pushed back down by the barber. The barber lathered Emma's nape and side burns with shaving cream. He replaced the blade of his straight edged razor with a fresh and sharp one. Then he proceeded to shave it clean. Emma touched her bare nape. That aroused her a lot. She started thinking about the time when she'll do this all over again.

   

Bloomfield Sorority Summer Championship 2022 - Part 1

It was a hot summer morning. The girls were chilling in their dorms. Kate was on her bunk bed reading a comic book, Alli was playing her guitar and Grayson was brushing her hair when suddenly the door banged open!

"Girls did you see this?!" Elle exclaimed! 

She was holding a poster which she obviously tore off the bulletin. The poster read -

Bloomfield Sorority Summer Championship 2022

An exciting 3-day event to test your courage, determination and friendship!

Apply in groups of four

The winner takes home $5000!

"This is literally made for us", Elle continued. "And if we win we could totally go for our vacation in Cancun!"

"Forget the vacation this competition sounds interesting in itself!" Alli said pausing her guitar.

"Are you sure? I heard last year they made the girls eat raw shrimp. That doesn't sound fun to me" Kate added nervously. 

"I am totally up for this. But only for the money" Grayson chimed in. 

And so it was decided that the girl would participate in the summer competition - some enthusiastically, some reluctantly. Bloomfield University was known for its sorority. And it was known for the sorority summer championships where the girls competed in groups of 4. All they had to do was perform the tasks given by the hosts. Failing to do so meant you are eliminated. The competition went on for 3 days until two teams were left where they had to compete against each other.

It was day 3. Elle, Kate, Grayson and Alli's team had survived all three days through extreme courage, grit and determination completing some really gruesome tasks. The last competition was a treasure hunt in which only their team qualified. They thought they had won. But day 3 was not over yet.

The 4 girls were standing in front of the stage with the audience. On the stage was Jake - the host. He held a mic and announced, "Let us all congratulate Elle, Kate, Grayson and Alli's team to become the only team to make it through this year's final. In the 3 days we tested your courage, we tested your determination and we tested your teamwork. Now the only thing that's left is to test your friendship. For the final task, only one of you can participate. If that person complete's the dare, your team wins $5000. But if they chicken out, you lose everything!"

"What is the task?" Elle shouted from the crowd.

"Not so soon honey. You girls get 1 minute to nominate one person from your team. If they complete the dare - you win!"

The team quickly huddled up. They did not know what the task was so they couldn't nominate according to their strengths. After some discussion, Alli volunteered to take one for the team.

Alli marched up the stage. Jake took her hand and invited her to sit on a chair that was set in the centre of the stage. 

"And for your final task..." Jake announced with some theatrics, "My dear friend Alli..."

Everyone's breath stopped in anticipation.

"...is going to shave her head!" Jake finally announced. Everyone's hearts stopped. "Alli you have 30 seconds to choose your decision. Will you go big or will you go home?"

Everyone's heart sank. Alli looked at Kate, Elle and Grayson. They stared back at her. They wasted 25 seconds of their time just staring at each other. 

"Last five seconds. If you don't say anything I'll assume you chickened out Alli!", teased Jake.

"DON'T DO IT!", screamed Grayson!

"Time's almost up", Jake added.

"I'll do it!" confirmed Alli.

The whole crowd fell silent. The team's heart thumped in unison.

"The decision is made! Alli is going to shave her head and take home $5000!" announced Jake.

A volunteer handed Jake a pair of electric clippers. The clippers had no guard. Without batting an eye, Jake flipped the clippers on. Alli's face was expressionless. So were her friends. Jake placed the clippers on Alli's forehead and it straight through the middle. Her soft silky brown hair fell on her lap. The crowd cheered! Jake brought the clippers back and drove them through her hair again. They mowed through the hair leaving a soft brown fuzz behind. Another pass and Alli was completely bald and only had hair on her sides and back. In the same motion, Jake ran the clippers above Alli's left ear. Alli's long brown locks came cascading onto her bare shoulders. Moving around her head with each stroke Jake's clippers were showing no respect for Alli's hair as they ruthlessly shaved through her thick brown hair.

The crowd cheered, clapped and whistled as Jake shaved Alli's hair. Alli was just a few strokes away from being completely bald. After shaving Alli's nape Jake moved to her right. He folder her ear and swept the clippers above them. The clipper ploughed down every strand of hair that it touched.

Lifting up a few leftover strands Jake finished shaving Alli's head leaving behind a soft fuzz of hair barely visible to the naked eye. When Jake was done, Alli stood up shaking all her hair off her body. The hair which was once on her head, like a crown.

To be continued...

I'll do anything to pass

Julia's heart sunk when she saw a 47.5 next to her grade. She needed a 50 to pass. She was in the last semester of her master's degree and an F grade meant she had to repeat the entire semester again. She absolutely did not want to go through the stressful study sessions and gruelling assignments again. All that effort for a job that might not even pay well.

She made up her mind. She decided to walk up to her professor and plead for a few extra marks. She was ready to do whatever it takes. Whatever. 

Julia wasn't always the prettiest girl in class. She had a pretty average body but a cute nerdy face. Many would say her best asset was her hair. Long, messy, dirty blonde. Although she couldn't take care of them because of her university they had become rather dull. But still very thick.

Now Julia was a very bright student. She never had the need to walk up to her professor to ask for a better grade. Her knees felt weak as she was about to knock on his door. This was her first time. A million thoughts crossed her mind - what if he says no? What if he reports her to the student board? She might end up losing her degree altogether.

"Come in!", she heard from the other side of the door. She was stunned. She meekly opened the door. 

"Come in. Please take a seat Miss Julia" said Prof. Andy. A man in his 40s in a neat suit, well-groomed salt and pepper hair. "What gives me the pleasure to see you today."

Julia timidly emerged from behind the door and took a seat. "Professor, I failed my final by just 2.5 marks."

"I am sorry Miss Julia. How can I help you?"

"I was wondering if you could round it off for me. As it is my last semester, I'll have to repeat a year", she pleaded.

"I am sorry Miss Julia. I am afraid there is nothing I can do about it."

Julia was almost on the verge of crying yet she mustered up the courage and said, "I'll do anything to pass"

Suddenly the entire room fell silent. Prof. Andy did not say anything. He sat there with his eyebrows raised. Then suddenly his face became calm yet expressionless as if he was in deep thought. Then he broke his silence.

Writing down something behind his visiting card he said, "Okay then. Meet me tonight at 9:00 pm here."

Julia accepted the card. Quickly picked up her bag and left hurriedly.

It was 8:30 pm when Julia drove to the address. She wore the sexiest dress she had which really showed off her cleavage and put on some make-up. Her each and every action screamed desperation and nervousness but she had made up her mind about what was coming her way.

Exactly at 9:00, she rang Mr Andy's doorbell. She was actually surprised why Mr Andy would give her his home address for what she thought he was going to do to her. Wouldn't it be better in a hotel room or maybe a far off motel on a highway?

Mr Andy opened the door holding a glass of red wine. He was still wearing the same dress suit from earlier that day only this time his shirt was unbuttoned from the top showing off his muscles. Julia was surprised to see that because she never knew Mr Andy would be so fit.

"Oh. Julia! Come in, come in!" Mr Andy invited her in. He held his hand out for her bag and hung it near the door. 

"Please take a seat, Julia. Would you like some wine?" Julia nodded yes, nerves still getting the better of her. Maybe a glass of wine might calm her down, she thought.

Mr Andy passed her the glass of wine. It was a rather expensive one. Julia was impressed by Mr Andy's taste.

"Mr Andy..."

"Just Andy please." Andy interrupted.

"Andy..." she continued, "I have never done this before. I don't...", she was finding it very difficult to find her words when Andy interrupted her again.

"Don't worry, Miss Julia.", he extended his hand out to her. She took his hand and got up. He led her to a room which she thought was his bedroom. But, much to her surprise, there was a chair set up in the room on a piece of cloth. 

"I haven't done this before too." Andy said. He sounded a bit nervous himself, "Please take a seat", he continued.

Julia sat on the chair and she realised she was facing a mirror which was a part of Andy's dressing table. Andy came and stood behind her.

"What are your going to do to me Andy?", Julia said turning around. Andy without really explaining himself reached to his dresser and pulled out a pair of scissors. 

Julia's eyes were wide open and she froze. Andy held her hair near a neck and dug the scissors in.

Scrunch... scrunch... scrunch...

The scissors started eating through Julia's hair. It took Andy a really long time to chop Julia's thick hair off. He placed the hair on Julia's lap.

As Julia was touching her hair she was distracted to what Andy was doing. Andy had now picked up a pair of clippers which he intended to use on Julia. Flipping them on he promptly dug them in Julia's nape. The sudden buzzing sensation really surprised Julia. She couldn't move. The clippers which were fitted with a number 2 guard were doing just a fine job at buzzing Julia's hair leaving a fuzz of brown hair behind. When Andy was done with her nape he moved on to her left side and with an upward motion mowed her left sideburn down. In the same motion he moved further buzzing Julia's side almost up to her temples. Swiftly moving to her right he did the same. Julia's hair was cascading down like a waterfall all over the place. Her shoulders, her lap, her feat and everywhere around her.

When Andy was done shearing Julia as she sat there like a sheep, he picked his scissors up again. Combing Julia's hair on the top which still very long he started snipping them short leaving behind a few inches. Longer at he front and shorter at the back. Slowly, Julia's pixie was taking shape. 

Amidst the shearing Andy said, "Apologies for not tying a cape. You see, I am not a professional and I don't do this very often. Safe to say the excitement got to me!" Julia just nodded as Andy cut her finger and he hair slid down her face onto her cleavage which she had left visible for a very different scneario.

Andy pulled out a small electric trimmer and started shaving stray hair from Julia's nape and side burn leaving a clean skin.

"And we are done!", Andy announced. Julia couldn't recognize herself. She looked absolutely gorgeous. Her ears which were usually hidden behind her hair were poking out adorning a cute pair of earings. The fringe on her face was looking very cute too.

"There you go. A new posh haircut to begin your corporate journey!" 

Julia was visibly confused.  

"Wouldn't you need one now that you are passing your semester" 

Julia got up and shrugged all the hair off her body. She turned around and kissed Andy.

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Kidnapped

Mrs. Macy was a highschool teacher. In her early 30s, her petite figure had all the high school boys crushing on her. Her soft features were only accentuated by her long red hair which reached her waist. They were healthy and thick and recently cut into layers but the hectic schedule almost always had her hair in a bun. Her husband was into the tech business.

One day while returning from school she was walking down a lane which was unusually empty for that time of the day. But since it was her regular route, Mrs. Macy did not suspect anything unusual. But suddenly an black van slowed down near her. The windows were tinted black. A man in a black sweater and black pants wearing a black ski mask jumped out of the rear sliding door and pulled Mrs. Macy in. He swiftly covered her mouth with choloroform rag.

When Mrs. Macy woke up she found herself in a vacant warehouse tied to a chair. She tried to scream and run but her lips were shut tight with a duct tape. 

"Oh so you are awake" said a deep voice from a distance. He emerged from the the darkness and set up a camera in front of her.

It was only when the kidnappers contacted Mrs. Macy's husband he realised that she had gone missing.

"One simple way to get you wife back. Give us $1 million in cash and take her away."

"But...but...I don't have that kind of cash lying around." Stuttered Mrs. Macy's husband.

"Then kiss your wife good bye. Every hour you delay, your wife will lose her hair." He said and disconnected the line.

Tears rolled down Mrs. Macy's eyes as she sat helpless tied to the chair.

A beep of a digital watch marked the passage of an hour. There was no sign of Mrs. Macy's husband nor the money. The kidnapper came close to her dragging a very old table. The table hosted a pair of scissors and clippers. The kidnapper switched on the camera ones again. He picked up the scissors. Went behind Mrs. Macy and opened her bun. Her hair cascaded down like a waterfa. He held her hair near her shoulders blades and chopped them of in one snip. Showed the hair to the camera. And dropped them on the floor. And like that in one snip Mrs. Macy's hair was reduced to the mid of her back.

Another our passed by as the watch beeped. There was no sign of Mrs. Macy's husband. The kidnapper grabbed the scissors once again. Switched on the camera to give Mrs. Macy's husband a live feed. He showed no mercy as he chopped her hair near her nape. He did not even bother to maintain a straight line. Mrs. Macy's hair were in a jagged bob barely reaching her shoulders. No screaming helped Mrs. Macy as she remained helplessly tied to the chair.

Mrs. Macy was really hoping her husband would show up. She was praying. Begging. But there was no sign of him as another hour passed by. This time the kidnapper picked up the clippers as he switched on the camera. He stood behind Mrs. Macy and flipped the clippers on. The humming of the clippers muffled as he dug them into Mrs. Macy's thick hair right in her partition. One pass of the clippers left a straight bald line right at the center of Mrs. Macy's head as her hair fell on her shoulder and lap. Another pass. Another bald patch. A tear escaped Mrs. Macy's eye and trickled down her cheek. The kidnapper was showing no mercy. He made quick long pass. The heavy duty clippers were doing the needful showing no resistance to Mrs. Macy's thick hair. After the top of her head the kidnapper kept the same motion as he shaved Mrs. Macy's sides. He folded her left ear and in two passes shaved her left side clean. Doing the same to the right the kidnapper moved to her back as he could hear the police sirens wailing in distance. He started shaving her hair even faster. In three quick passes he shaved the back of her head. As the last lock of her hair hit the floor the kidnappers heard the police breaking down the jammed door. They needed to make a quick escape and got into their get away car and disappeared in thick smoke left by the car. 

The kidnappers did not get the money but got the pleasure to shave Mrs. Macy's hair. 

Mischievous lovers discover their fetish

Angelina and Tom studied in the same class. Angelina was a babe. The talk of the school. She had the perfect figure and the most plumpy lips. Needless to say she was a cheerleader but was also q tennis player. She had long and straight blond that she tied in a high ponytail. The blouse, skirt and stockings really brought out her curves. Tom was as handsome a a boy could be. His wavy hair always neatly groomed and face clean shaved. He played baseball. With his chiseled jawline he looked really handsome in the school's suit and tie uniform.

Now Angelina and Tom were attracted to each other. But they were two young to understand that. In fact they thought they hated each other as they were always competing for grades. They would always try to annoy the other person or get them in trouble. From hiding each other's stuff to tripping each other in hallways they never missed an opportunity.

One day, Angelina hid Tom's baseball shoes and he had to miss his practice after school and got a mouthful from his coach. Tom wanted to get a one up from Angelina, a revenge. He usually sat behind her in class and had a habit of chewing gum. While in their last lecture for the day Tom stuck chewing gum on Angelina's hair without thinking much about it.

Tom returned to his room after his baseball practice and saw that his room was already open. Slowly and steadily he crept in his own room when Angelina pinned him to the wall holding his collar with both her hands. 

"What the fuck were you thinking Tom? I know it was you. No one else can do this. I know it's you!" She started screaming at him.

Surprised by the sudden assualt Tom said, "Wh...what.. happened?" 

"You stuck chewing gum to my hair bitch do you know how much I love my hair?" She broke down crying with anger and dropped on Tom's bed. Realising the gravity of the situation Tom immediately held her shoulders and said, "I am sorry Angelina I did not know my actions would affect you so much." 

"There is no point saying sorry Tom. The damage is already done."

"How can I fix it Angelina?" He asked still maintaining his sorry tone.

"You want to fix this now? You want to fix this? Give your scissors!" 

Without any delay Tom grabbed a pair of scissors and handed ove them to Angelina. Angelina swiftly cut the strand stuck to the chewing and threw it at Tom. He soft hair fell on the floor like feather.

"Here. Fix this!" She said again breaking down into tears.

"How do I fix this Angelina. There is a bald patch on your head." Tom said softly.

"Just fix it Tom." She cried.

Tom went into his bathroom and came back with a pair of clippers he would use to shave his face. He lifted Angelina's face from her hands and flipped on the clippers. Angelina's blank eyes with spread mascara looked back into Tom's equally blank eyes. I took the clippers and ran straight though Angelina's middle partition leaving a strip of fuzz. Quickly he made a few more passes and Angelina's locks casacaded down to her shoulder leaving the top of her head practically bald. He folded her left ear and swiftly made a few more passes and shaved the left side of her head. The bed was slowly getting covered with her hair. She sat frozen through the proces her eyes still staring at Tom's face. 

He followed the same process for the right side and bent her head down. She obediently obliged. Tom held the clippers on her nape and pushed them upwards digging then into Angelina's hair. The clippers kept buzzing her hair till there was nothing left. 

Tom lifted Angelina's face again. Her mystic eyes glimmered and she looked gorgeous with a bald head. Tom took thr same clippers and placed them in Angelina's hair. He held her hand and guided them to his hair. They both held the clippers as Tom dug the clippers in his own hair and a few cury locks fell on the ground. He now handed the clippers to Angelina and let her shave his head. Angelina did not show any expression and shaved Tom's head as Tom sat in front of her in submission. After his head was shaved Angelina switched off the clippers and just dropped them on the ground. They both looked at each other for a moment. And came closer. And closer. And shared their first kiss.

In a hurry they undressed each other still kissing each other passionately. Tom threw Angelina on th bed which was covered with her hair. And jumped on her. And they made love for hours.