Head Shaving Stories Novels & Stories

Double my luck, the creepy bastard was nowhere to be seen, until I saw the crowd gathered near the entrance. And there he was, Knox the shitty Ashford. The royal asshat of DoveTales High. He was lounging on the hood of his red sports car, the school’s hockey jacket draped over his shoulders while his four minions gathered around him like zombies. My stomach churned as I approached the entrance and I hoped to God they couldn’t see me. I kept my head low as I tried to shrink into myself or melt into the throng of students headed the same way as me.

Jake asks. "Sure, buddy." I take my card back from the bartender as my companion begins. "I heard that Mrs. Everest left the house...The drivers were gossiping. Did something happen?" The mention of Harley alerts my senses and I slowly turn to face Jake. He has an innocent look on, half calm, half anticipatory. He kinda looks funny. Every few seconds, his head splits into two parts before my eyes and it makes me chuckle. Jake with two heads looks way more stupid than David with three.

she says. I smile at her. “I was a street rat, Skylar. When you live on the streets in the city, you live with rats and other animals, and they carry parasites. Those parasites aren’t always discerning about who or what they prey on. I don’t like the feeling of having bugs in my hair, so I shaved my head to keep them away.” She frowns. “I wonder how many people live like that in my father’s kingdom.” “More than you know,” I say.

Harvey was viciously dragged, to the place in the Kingdom where the 'beheader' does his work. The guards handed him over to the beheader, the beheader evilly smiled, he hadn't behead anyone in years. He placed Harvey's neck on a flat surface and used a metal to clamp his neck on it so he won't be able to move his head. People gathered there including Wallace, Clyde and Blythe, the horror show is about to start. The 'beheader' as he is called continuously lick his axe as she sharpened it. He circled round Harvey five times and finally raised the axe up to bring it down for Harvey's head.

Terri spoke up and said, "I'm not bald by choice or at least I wasn't. Harold took me to that salon and made me submit to being waxed all over. They waxed everything but my head." Kim spoke up saying, "Most of us have found that being shaved down below as you put it, makes for better personal hygiene. My husband said he loves oral sex better without me having any hair on my pussy and I love sucking his cock better without all that pubic hair too. Even our daughter keeps herself bald." Jeff looked at Tina saying, "Maybe we should try it and see what it looks and feels like."

What will happen if I give birth here? I have barely a week before my due date and the stress will probably push it out earlier. Will I deliver my baby in this fucking cage? Is my baby going to be used for this evil act as I am right now? They'd taken my hair spread it out among the rogues and then when I thought it couldn't get any worse, they came back and scraped the rest off. Leaving me bald. I've never cut my hair before, it always fell to my waist. If I'd known I was training and combing it for the benefit of these wolves, I would have cut it off myself.

When she touched the hair on the side of her ear, she suddenly remembered that she had a crew cut. Since she had already touched that spot, she pretended to scratch her head. Joseph's eyes narrowed and a smile appeared on his face. All of Waverly's little tricks were ingrained in her brain. He smiled ecstatically and rubbed Waverly's head, "You don't have hair anymore, so you're not used to it. You can't push your hair behind your ears anymore because you don't have hair." Waverly was at a loss for words. There was a piece of advice that reminded people to not quickly highlight other people's weaknesses as that was the quickest way of exposing one's own weaknesses.

Heck, he even wore it on their wedding day against all protests from both families. Thinking up to here, he smiled a bit as he peeked a bit into the bit duffle bag as he scratched his newly shaven beard. He was a complete mess for so long that he had almost gotten used the extremely overgrown and messy beard he was sporting, which now made him feel slightly uncomfortable now that he had shaven it.

Brody gazed down at her for a few seconds before a small smile touched the hard line of his lips. “It does curl,” he admitted, with a faintly sheepish air that did something crazy to her heartbeat. “I've been trying to flatten it since I was a boy. Bryce and I used to get teased harshly at school, and we persuaded our mother to let us have it cut shorter than was the fashion then. I guess it's become a habit to have it short. Why? Don't you like it?” he added intently, the smile gone. “Of course, I like it. It suits you so much,” Alanis replied hastily, wishing she had never brought the subject up.

With a soft snap, my brown, curly hair fell to the ground, revealing the bald scalp beneath. Everyone in the café froze, and Craig and Eden were both in shock. "Why did you shave your head?" Craig, unsure of how to handle the unexpected scene, paused before asking. "Are you crazy? Don't you care about your appearance anymore?" His voice was filled with confusion and anger, and his words echoed loudly in the café. The other customers looked on, stunned by the sudden outburst. Eden, standing beside him, had a look of triumph in her eyes. Her tone dripped with disdain as she sneered. "What's your game this time, Cindy Larson? Are you trying to make a statement like those who shave their heads f