Head Shaving Stories Novels & Stories

“I know what you went through from the reports, but I have to ask, was it really that bad?” “It was worse!” I got off the mat and grabbed the water bottle from the floor. “Once, I made our dinner. Normally, I would do it with my hair tied up, but that day, my scalp was so sore from his pulling that I just couldn’t bear to put it up.” I looked at Greg, drinking more water to swallow the lump that formed in my throat as the memory hit me hard. He turned in silence, waiting for me to continue. “Unfortunately, a strand of hair fell into his food, so he grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to the bathroom.” I sighed, slightly trembling. “He took the clippers and shaved my head because I was ‘filt

Dongfang Yu stared at Jian Jianan with disbelief and tearfully said, “Are you crazy? What’s so great about being bald? Once you go out, people would think you’re a nun from some monastery!” “You’re wrong if you think about it like that. Not a lot of girls have a bald head, and so we’d be pioneers. Believe me, a bald head will be the height of fashion in the future!” “I don’t want that! If someone has to be bald, I would prefer it just be me. Your hair’s in good condition, please don’t cut it…” “What are you saying, we’re best friends. We promised to share our joys and sorrows. Now, you want to shave your head bald to boost the chances of people noticing you, but you don’t want me to join. I’

"Maybe one day I will be, but for now it's just like…like I got my hair cut short, and I need it to grow out to feel like myself again, or something like that." "I get that. Andy once shaved my head as a prank. I do not look good bald." "Ha! Did you get him back?" she asked in amusement. "Are you kidding me?" he asked in disbelief. "Who do you take me for? Of course, I did. I super glued his alarm clock to the ceiling. He busted a hole in it trying to get the alarm clock down."

she asked “Do you need me to help with your hair?” she asked “I did something” I breathed out “What did you do?” she asked eyeing me carefully “Just tell me what you think,” I told her with a nervous smile “Come on take it off, you didn't shave your head or did you?” she asked “Why would I shave my head” I laughed “I don't know just show me” she slapped my arm anxiously “Here goes nothing” I breathed out before taking off the cap slowly letting my hair fall over my shoulder

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 brushes his blonde hair up, putting it up on a quiff hairstyle. I laugh, "Your hair looks like a skateboard ramp. Care to buy me one of those skateboards so that I can ride your quiff?" I giggle. He ignores me, finding his book more interesting. At least the subject was out of my hands, I didn't want to tell him that I wasn't able to shift. That would lead to embarrassment, and we all know that most of them we're big headed morons. It was said that way back before, if a wolf wasn't able to shift, they would call them disgraceful.

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.

I exclaimed, but it was too late because all of the staff present started barbering their hair. Others use hair clippers while others utilize scissors. I was sobbing nonstop, and they were all smiling encouragingly. As I tried to stop myself from sobbing out loud, I put my right palm over my lips while shaking my head sideways. I twist my head sideways as I struggle to stop crying. 'They shouldn't cut off their hair.' I whispered within myself. The lady barbered my hair till there was no more hair on my head. I've gone entirely bald. Arthur's hair was likewise bald, and when they finished cutting it, he didn't look as horrible as I had feared.

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