Head Shaving Stories Novels & Stories

I'm back "........Mom dinner was amazing. I'm going to bed I have had a really rough and tiring day. Goodnight Mom and Dad .Night Sweetie. I can't believe it's been a month since I've been told I couldn't be cured .In this passed month I have lived as if it was my last day on Earth looking at an eclipse . I made sure to enjoy every moment even if I was to die today I would not care . I'm completely bald now but that is nothing to bother about since I just tie a scarf around my heard .

Six hours later, minus braids, and practically bald, we're settled on the plane. The look on Alden and Labyrinth's faces match mine. We are unrecognizable as Warrior with our shaved heads. I'd rather dress in pink. "You would think your power was in your hair the way you whiny babies are handling this," were Marinah's exact words. Personally, I was resigned to my fate and remained stoic, hoping one of the men would talk her out of it. Her alpha stare came into effect, and she chopped a section of her braids off with her sword. The men followed suit, giving me sad puppy dog eyes while we sheared our heads. Beck kept his mouth shut from that moment on. If Maylin hadn't saved the day and trimme

He placed his hand up to his head feeling the bandages. "They shaved all your poor hair," I told him. The look of horror on his face had me laughing. "I've seen it when they've changed the bandages and now I know shaggy hair does not do you justice." "You told me never to cut it," he managed to say. I couldn't help myself and blushed. I'd told him that because I liked grabbing it when his head was between my legs. He knew what I was thinking, too, because the smirk that I'd missed so much appeared.

He looked at his reflection as she pinned his hair and got out a shaver, changing the guard and plugging it, then hearing the horrifying buzzing sound. He scooped his phone out of his pocket, nervously typing out a text. She pulled out the shaver, i swear i'll end up bald. why are you texting me, i'm literally on the other side of the room. So what, you want me to yell out to you?? good point So what's the problem? can't you hear it? she's shaving my head!! That's the point of an undercut you dumbass baby i need mental support, please work with me here

I just rubbed my forehead and sobbed as I watched her pain. 'Would you like more twin? Wait a minute... Hahaha' Shanna put down her work and went to get the men's haircut. I have no idea what to call it. Isn't that something I've seen before? I'm not sure. And my eyes widened the next moment she balded Sheena! Ohgosh! 'Please don't... Don't touch my hair! 'Please,' she begged. Shit! "That's the bald Sheena from three years ago, and her hair has become long again," Harry explained.

I decisively walked into a hair salon and asked the hairdresser, Tony Green, to shave all of my hair off. Tony immediately had a look of understanding on his face as he tried to gently talk me out of it. "Miss, there are plenty of fish in the sea. You don't have to do this to yourself just because of a man. It's not worth it." I chuckled and told him the truth. "I can’t help feeling that my long hair is adding to the heat. It's going to be very inconvenient during the apocalypse." Tony just assumed that I was talking nonsense. Ultimately, he sighed in exasperation before shaving my hair off and giving me a buzz cut.

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.

] Harvey's response came instantly. [I already did!] [I still don't think that is enough to comfort her.] [I'm thinking about shaving my head, too, but I feel awkward if I do it on my own!] [Cousin, why don't we do it together…?] Nigel's response came with indifference. [I refuse.] [If you're that awkward, you can get Mr. Jim to shave his head with you.] [I'm not going to entertain you.] Looking at the text messages, Harvey sighed. He sat on the couch with the phone in his hand, his palm-sized face filled with sorrow.

Shaved Head spat blood on my shoe with a muffled grunt behind the tape. I sighed, stood up. “Rip it off.” Rico tore the tape and then shaved head sucked in air and snarled. “I ain’t telling you shit. Do whatever. I’m not talking.” I smiled, slow. “Everybody talks.” The other guy whimpered. “Please, man, I just drive—” “Shut up, Lee!” Shaved Head snapped. I nodded once and then in a split second, my fist cracked against his jaw until both he and the chair he was tied to hit the floor.

Deck said and laid on the sofa like a tired old man. Outside of the headquarters, many people are gathered, shouting and protesting, some over-enthusiastic asses are trying to break the barricade and one mighty young girl slapped the officer who was trying to calmly explain the situation to them. The people are trying to mess with the officers, according to the law officers can kill them in case of breaking the peace of the city. I wish I could be the officer but my luck is bad, and see it’s even worse because I’m telling you this story. I wanted an adventure in my life too, I’m crying… Ah haha! (With laughter).