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K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N
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Archive name: (Shaved.txt (Hair fetish)
Authors name: [anonymously posted]
Story Title : Kristen's Conversion
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No actual sex in this story, its about a girl getting
all her hair shaved off by her boyfriend. Different!
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Kristen read: "When it came to the shaving, I
savored the moment as long as possible. Jamie was
thrilled with my work, and so was I. But soon it was
over. Jamie's naturally brunette stubble had dis-
appeared."
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"Well, what do you think?" Joshua asked with a
gigantic grin on his face. Kristen was not as pleased.
"I . . . I . . . I can't believe you had me read
this trash!" she screamed, stunning her boyfriend. "A
girl getting her head shaved bald by her boyfriend? Oh
come on! This is totally stupid! How could a girl
with any self-respect or self-esteem let her boyfriend
shave her bald on a whim? It's nuts! Doesn't the girl
take into account that other people might see her and
think she's a skinhead or something? And this writer
has absolutely no style whatsoever! How can anyone
read this shit?"
"I dunno, I thought the writer had a real flair
for his subject," Joshua smirked. He could see that
Kristen was obviously not amused. He redoubled his ef-
forts. "Anyway, read the next one. Trust me, it gets
better."
"Another one? You mean somebody would write
about this twice? Ugh." Soon Kristen was at the end
of the piece entitled "Kelli and Her Friends."
"Finally, it was all over. The girls were shaved
and ready for summer.
Since we were all staying an additional month
for summer classes, I had plenty of opportunities to do
touch-up work on each of the four girls, especially
Kelli. By the end of the first semester of summer
classes Kelli was letting me shave her head with a
razor every other day."
"My God," Kristen exclaimed. "This guy is sick!
How can anyone have such a perverted interest as shav-
ing a girl's head? Didn't these girls know what they
were getting into when they agreed to this? How can a
girl look attractive with a crewcut, or even bald? And
no eyebrows? Good lord this is awful? What did people
think?"
"Well maybe people didn't have to think. Maybe
they bought wigs or something." Kristen was not buying
into Joshua's line of reasoning, however.
"Josh, these girls seemed pretty damn pleased
with themselves! I doubt it!"
Look, darling, this is obviously fiction. If
anyone was to do this in the real world I'm sure they'd
be more discrete about it. I'm sure you'd have a wig
ready and waiting if I shaved your head."
"Maybe I would, but you'd never touch my hair in
a million years!" With that, Kristen walked out the
door of Joshua's apartment, her blonde tresses shimmer-
ing in the fluorescent light that was given off in the
hallway.
Joshua had lost. He had tried to tell Kristen
they were only stories. He had tried to show Kristen
what he wanted to do. But he had failed.
Kristen and Joshua hardly spoke during the next
week. Finally, one night over the phone, it appeared
as if their relationship was over.
"You know what your problem is Kristen? You
really want to know? You never try anything new? You're
stuck in a rut and you won't get out for anyone! You
wear your hair the same way all the time! You wear the
same earthy makeup every single day! You never even
try something new just to see what would happen because
you're too damn afraid! I showed you those stories to
prove a point to you. At least those girls had some
courage to change, and I admire that. I'm sorry that's
something you lack!" With that Kristen hung up the
phone and broke into tears. She had not been hurt by
what Joshua had said, but because she knew he was
right.
Kristen tried to forget about Joshua, but his
final sentiment to her gnawed in her mind.
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She was walking through the mall one day wrapped
up in her own thoughts when she almost missed a woman
asking her a question.
"Would you care to have a complimentary make-
over?" the woman at the counter asked. At first Kristen
planned on walking away without saying a word. But then
she stopped to think about what Joshua had said. Within
the next few seconds Kristen had sat down while the wo-
man draped a cloth across Kristen's clothes and was
applying a new line of cosmetics to her face. When the
woman was done, Kristen was shocked to see herself
wearing bold colors on her face that she had never
tried before. It was a liberating experience for her;
alcoholics have moments of clarity, Kristen had a mo-
ment of euphoria. Kristen thanked the woman and bought
several items before quickly running out of the store.
She knew what she had to do next.
Kristen bought several other items at other
stores throughout the day. She took the rest of the
afternoon off from work and spent the next several
hours making herself over. Kristen bleached her hair
and even lighter blonde. Afterwards she struggled to
put on her new strapless mini-dress and garter belt,
but when she was finally finished, she couldn't believe
it - she actually thought she looked gorgeous for the
first time in her life. She made preparations in her
apartment for dinner and entertainment later in the
night. And then, the defining moment: she called
Joshua again.
Joshua was surprised to hear from her, much less
be invited over for dinner. He was even more surprised
when he saw what he thought was a total stranger. With-
out even saying a word Kristen led Joshua into her
darkened apartment for dinner. They ate in silence be-
fore she finally found something to say.
"So, do you like my new look?"
"Kristen, you've always been stunning, but never
this beautiful. What made you decide to go for such a
drastic change?"
"You did. I got to thinking about what you said
last week. I really was in a rut." Kristen had reeled
Joshua in; now it was time to strike once and for all.
"What do you think of my hair?" she asked.
"I love it. I love your hair, I love your face,
I love your dress, I love the whole package."
"Personally I hate my hair. I really wish I
hadn't bleached it! Being a blonde sucks! And my hair
is too damaged to try and dye it close to its natural
color. What should I do?" At this point Joshua real-
ized he was being set up. He smiled to let Kristen
know that he was aware of what she meant.
Kristen led Joshua into her bedroom, lit only
with many candles. In the center of her room was a
chair. Before sitting down in the chair Kristen re-
moved several items from a paper bag: a brunette wig,
a spray bottle filled with water, handcuffs, scissors,
and a new set of electric hair clippers. No explanation
from Kristen was needed for Joshua. Without making a
sound he directed Kristen into the chair and handcuffed
her in. Kristen explained that the handcuffs did not
turn her on; rather, it was a precaution just in case
she should change her mind halfway through. Joshua
found the black cape Kristen had bought and draped it
over her body. Joshua wet her hair down and began
snipping away at the hair that cascaded down around her
shoulders.
At first Kristen was scared each time she heard
Joshua take another snip and was glad she did not have
a mirror in front of her, but then with each passing
snip Kristen felt as if each one signified not only her
hair falling to the floor, but all her problems and
inhibitions as well.
Soon Joshua remarked that Kristen's hair looked
just like his younger brother's in the winter.
"Now it's time to see what it looks like in the
summer," Joshua quipped as he fired up the electric
clippers. The clippers ran against Kristen's scalp
efficiently as her remaining hair was mowed down to
about half an inch. Soon Joshua could see Kristen's
natural darker roots.
"Well, you're hair is a dark blonde again. That
ought to do it," he said as he began to remove Kris-
ten's cape, but she had other thoughts.
"You might as well finish what you started,
you've come this far," Kristen said as she smiled sen-
sually at her boyfriend. Joshua didn't have to be asked
twice.
"Now let's see what my brother's hair looked
like after he joined the Marines," Joshua joked as he
removed the guard from the clippers. Soon only stubble
remained on Kristen's head, but Joshua knew there was
more to be done. He found the last two items Kristen
bought in the bottom of the bag and removed them.
Kristen nodded her head in silent agreement when
Joshua's body language asked "are you sure?" Kristen
had never felt the sensation of warm lather against her
head; a feeling that was surprisingly good. She sat in
bliss as Joshua removed strip after strip of the last
stubble. She was disappointed it was over so soon. "But
then Joshua knelt down in front of her and reached
under her mini skirt.
"Josh? What?!" But Kristen knew what was coming,
and she bit her lip as Joshua pulled her panties down
and off her legs. He shoved her short skirt up over her
hips to expose her hairy crotch to both of there view.
"Josh, I don't believe you."
Joshua didn't say anything, he just began to mas-
sage shaving cream between her legs, rubbing it into
her pubic hair, and around her lower tummy. Still in
silence the young couple went through the next few mo-
ments as one. Joshua began to shave Kristen's pubic
hair away with the raiser. He gently ran the blade
along the contour of her pussy lips, and into and out
of the curves within her lovely thighs. Kristen's body
shuddered as her boyfriend expertly shaved away every
last hair.
Kristen was drained by the intensity of the sen-
sations that built up in her young body, but the
experience had converted her. No longer would Kristen
be in a rut. She and Joshua could try exciting and new
things.
Kristen no longer was afraid of anything. As
Joshua began shaving her head and body weekly, Kristen
began shaving her eyebrows as well. She even contem-
plated going to work without her wig, wondering what
her co-workers would think of her bald pate. Personally
Kristen loved it, for after being shaved bare, nothing
seemed mundane about her life anymore. Kristen left her
head smooth to serve as a symbol for what helped her
change her life.
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