Head Shaving Story Novels & Stories

he asked the two-year-old. "No," she told him plainly, shaking her head. He breathed out slowly, telling himself that this would not defeat him. He'd kicked ass for a long time in his life. A simple hairdo would not be the end of him or his patience. It wasn't. So he took a deep breath and pulled the hair back again, only to have the barrette snap when he went to close it. "Motherfuckin' piece of shit," he swore harshly. "Shit," Addie yelled, clapping her hands, grinning as she did so.

We’d just discussed staying at his condo. “That’s why Craft called Cody. Cody’s mom is a doctor. She’s going to help with your head. What exactly happened, anyway?” When I touched the gash in my forehead, my finger became wet. “I stood up too fast in the shower and got dizzy, then slipped on the wet tile and hit my head. It was stupid.” “Oh god, were you giving him a blow job in the shower?” She gasped. “Kelsey, how many times have I told you, don’t actually go on your knees when sucking cock, you’ll get cramps, a kinked neck, and lightheadedness.”

He grabbed the shaver from the ground and started shaving his own head! His expression was resolute as if undertaking some arduous task. He declared, "I've wanted to shave my head for a long time. My hair is too hard to manage at this length!" I was momentarily stunned, unsure how to react. When I finally realized what was happening, I hurried to snatch the shaver from him. "Pete, my long hair… I cut it off for Nicholas…" What was he doing? He never let anyone touch his head since childhood, and his hair was precious to him. He would always style it to look cool.

] The calls and messages between Conrad and me had now turned into those between Horace and me. Though Horace was sick and didn't talk much. He didn't reply to this message. Not long after, a popular drama suddenly appeared online. A nobleman was saved by an orphaned girl and secretly vowed to marry her. But the orphan girl was from a poor family, and the nobleman came from a prestigious family, so the marriage was forbidden. Of course, in the end, they broke through societal norms and lived happily ever after. At the conclusion of the show, the nobleman spoke passionately, "What does it matter if you're a commoner? Why can't a commoner be the head of the family? A gentleman always repays ki

His pecker looked shriveled and his nut sack hung helplessly below his pecker. My classmates congratulated me and Nene for the job well done. When they later asked him what happened. He said that it was the relatives of the girl he impregnated and denied that tried to cut off his head. He lied that they were about ten of them and he fought them off. He claimed that they wanted to cut his head but God made them to be foolish enough to try to toture him first so he dealt with them and escaped. He never explained how his clothes got missing or how the shit got on his face.

He went to a mirror and took a look at himself, finding his head completely shaven and gleaming in the light. "What happened to me? Did I have a hair loss? But was it impossible they all fell off in one night?" While in a puzzle, he suddenly found some curly hair among the hair on his bed. "What's going on? I didn't have a perm, but why is there some curly hair?" When he looked between his legs, he found the part was shaven and bald as well. Then, he realized the curly hair was shaven from there. At the findings, he confirmed that he did not have a hair loss but that someone shaved his head. He was certain that the one who did this was that toy boy Qin Haodong.

I said quickly and stood upright. I could feel him looking at my bald head. I had the sense he still couldn’t quite understand why I looked like this. “Will you stop staring at my head? If you like my style, copy it,” I said sarcastically. “Why did you shave your head?” he couldn’t help asking. I sighed. My sarcasm wasn’t working on him. I didn’t answer and walked on. I opened my mouth to speak when two armed men burst out from somewhere and opened fire.

For the last twenty minutes I had been on top of that death machine hanging onto Alice for dear life as it went at a thousand miles an hour. Not surprisingly, I had the worst ever seen case of helmet hair. The only cure was to shave off all of my hair. I should have put on my hoodie on top of my head before the helmet. But I didn't, now I looked deranged. "Couldn't we have just taken my car? I would have strapped your little death machine to the top of my trunk." "This was fun. Where else would you have gotten a rocking new hairstyle?" She joked. Slightly embarrassed, I raked my fingers through my raccoon's nest of a head in an attempt to neaten it.

I agreed. True to his words, the dungeon was empty as I had seen the other slaves working out on the fields tediously, their cleanly shaved heads glistened under the sun, as beads of swear bad turned their light brown colored uniforms into a darker shade. Oh I forgot to mention. The loan shark made every slave shave the hair off their head. Since today was my first working day as a slave, the loan shark made that strange woman shave all of the hair off my head; my precious, lengthy, healthy hair.

, I told him while thinking how to say this calmly to him. I hope he will appreciate my new haircut. He was starting the engine and asked me again about my confession. " So, can you tell me what is it? I'm starting the engine now. I hope everything is fine." He said and I suddenly took a deep sigh as I rolled the car window down. Fresh air is what I want. I decided to tell him about my shaved hair. "Ahm, about my hair. I mean, I just shave it this morning." I said with my soft voice.