Gacha Club Hair Novels & Stories

The 'or something' turns out to be right. "What do you think?" Barbara asks, turning towards me. My mouth gapes open. Holy shit! Her pubic hair is a perfect triangle, coiffured with crisp edges all around and a flat surface that reminds me of a well-manicured lawn, or Grace Jones' haircut. It is the most erotic sight I have ever seen. Her tightly curled hair creates a smooth, thick covering nearly half an inch thick. "I just did it a week ago," she adds apprehensively when I don't answer. "Do you think it's too much?"

But now, she felt a rush of excitement, as if something extraordinary was about to happen to Girly Lux. Her eyes lit up as she gazed at herself in the mirror, twirling around to take in every angle. Today was the day she was going to try something new, something daring. And it wasn't just the clothes. She had decided to change her hair color, to transform herself completely. She reached for the wig, a fiery red that cascaded in waves down her back. With a smile on her face, she placed it on her head and fluffed it out, admiring the new look. It was time to take Girly Lux to the next level.

Just saying. Carabella comes in and picks up me from the floor, smiling down at me, ‘Come on my lil cherub put this on,’ ‘I don’t like that top, I’m not a baby anymore,’ pouting at her. She just stares me down then smiles. ‘If you want me to do your hair you will put it on.’ Meanie she knows I can’t do my hair; my little arms can’t reach all of it. As a siren we all have long hair Carabella’s is a warm caramel blonde that sits just below her bum when its down, currently its swept up into several braids with pearls and a few strands around her face. Mine is just as long but twice as thick, I’ve broken many brushes trying to get out the knots out, my hair takes after our mother although slight

Deanneth When the girl was asleep, I found that I was fascinated by the whorls in her hair. In Lycaneum society, plain brunette hair was common and nothing remarkable. I was disappointed at first when I met Clara. Loretta had soft blonde hair that was so light, it could have passed as white.

“What the fuck did you do to your hair?” She flops into the chair with a huff. “I knew you’d hate it.” Reaching over, I run my fingers through the rough cut. A natural blonde like me, Heather has butchered her long locks into a terrible above-the-shoulders bob with streaks of black and red throughout. “It looks like a prison haircut.”

Fiona sat down as Delilah tucked her hair in a bun. She would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid of Delilah going manic and yanking her hair off her scalp. Delilah seemed calmed and was gentle with her hair, she did a neat bun and even acessorized it with diamond hair clips.

When the rhyme vanished, a small window appeared next to the oven. There were five tabs above it. The first tab had a hair icon, the second a face, the third a torso, the fourth a sun wearing shades and the fifth a shirt. Kate clicked the Hair tab and she was presented with a whole gamut of men’s hairstyles: undercut, curly, layered, wave, Harajuku matted style, asymmetrical emo, mohawk, crew cut, man bun, spiky, flat top, dreads, Elvis…

Finally, we met with the two. “What have you three been doing in the club without me?” I greeted them. Angelica pouted her heart-shaped lips. “You don’t sound so pleased seeing us again, President Hibara.” She has long wavy golden-brown hair and golden-brown eyes. “Ya. This is CSD Detective Club’s unplanned reunion, President Hibara. Don’t smash us with yer tongue, ‘kay?” said Cassandra, the brown-eyed girl with shoulder-length black hair and bangs.

We're all screwed. Then, the unthinkable happens. The woman grabs a hair clip from her black clutch bag, and begins to tie up her hair to prepare for the clip that is to hold it together, which happens to be a specially made hair clip, since the diamonds incrusted in it glisten in the little light around. The gum stretches and molds itself into the shape of her fine, long, auburn locks and eventually it looks as if a hairstylist ran inside and added one green highlight to her hair in a matter of six seconds!

The order number was still being called out very slowly, and the server began distributing hair accessories to everyone. Cordelia saw a couple in front putting them on. Those were hair clips that lit up and blinked, and there were various styles. Zephyr immediately saw how anticipating she was and covered her eyes with his big hands. “Ah, what are you doing!?” “No looking!” he said with a deep voice, “Not getting those either!” He swore with his life that he would not put something like that on his head. It was embarrassing! “Hello, cuties!” The server came to them. “Which style do you like? What about Ultraman and a little monster?”