Head Shaving Story Novels & Stories

I grinned as I typed in a reply. Nina : Thanks for visiting me! I'm looking forward to that too! I then added three airplane emojis next to my reply. I laughed out loud as his next message switched informally. Me and Regina has been teasing him these past few days about his airport-like forehead. He's currently experiencing hair loss after a severe allergy from a black shampoo. His scalp was deeply affected, hence the excessive fall off of his hair. Next week, he's scheduled for a hair transplant to treat his balding head.

I can hear muffled conversation around me, but I can’t make anything out through the blinding pain. My head is whipped back and someone has a firm grip on my hair. My body makes an involuntary noise of agony. I still can’t see anyone, but I can feel several of the tiny baby hairs pulling from my scalp, making my eyes water. Then the unmistakable sound of scissors cutting slowly, deliberately slowly. Snip, snip, snip, snip, before my head falls forward unexpectedly lighter, and freshly cut short, loose strands fall into my eyes and poke at my face. She cut off my hair. What is wrong with her? I’m already beaten to the point of not being recognizable.

“What? Don’t tell me you are now hesitating when you were the one who told me you want to chop it off?’ Casimir glanced at him with his reflection. “I...I think I no longer want to do it.” Casimir groaned. “Such a killjoy!” He instead, apologized to Mr. Perez and sat on the black, long sofa where people used to wait. He realized, the length of his hair was still not long enough to look good on a woman’s hair. He once visited a place in Palawan and met a child on an Island. She was bald, and she told him she couldn’t grow her hair because she had alopecia. She had a massive hair loss in her head that she had no choice but to shave it entirely. Because of that, she hd been teased by her neigh

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

He didn’t move though, afraid he wouldn’t stop there. “She’s pissed about her hair.” The senator wiped at more tears, laughing. “Can you believe my daughter? She could have died and she’s upset that they had to shave her hair from the back of her head.” “They shaved her head?” Justice growled. He took a deep breath. It was only her hair she’d lost instead of her life. It would grow back. The Senator tensed, eyeing him, stunned. “We’re weird about head shaving,” Tiger stated, stepping forward to include

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.

She thought like everyone else that we would go back to the good old days, hanging out and Mei would be with us. I remember her bald head and how much she hated it. I saw the look in her eyes when the barber started cutting her hair and made the drastic decision to cut mine too. We both stood there bald in the shop and she cried. I never liked her tears, it didn't matter if they were happy tears. I always wanted her happy and red. I would never get to see her turn red again.

" Alex said, it looked like he had clearly enjoyed himself from all the things I had told him. Because he was smiling now. "No, it was terrible in an amusing way. I fucking had to shave my head bald, because my burnt hair made me bear a canny resemblance to a baby rat." I told him, then chucked to myself as I remembered my burnt hair. Then I began playing with my hair this time.

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.

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