Graduation Sleepover (Part 1)

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“Jie, your hair’s so long and beautiful. It’ll be such a waste to cut it all off!” my dear sister replied.

“I’m not even sure what sort of style I’ll get. It may not even be short.” I replied, with an obvious tone of uncertainty.

I was seated on a stool in the bathroom, with my mei mei (little sister) Sharon standing behind me combing out my locks. My jet black hair is naturally silky straight and just touching the top of my bum. My hair has always been my special asset and I took great care of it. I’ve never applied any harmful chemicals on it, nor permed it.

My typical hairstyle would be to part it in the middle and wear it loose, like Kristin Kreuk in Smallville. I love the mysterious look with the front locks covering my cheeks and half of both my eyes, and the rest at the back hanging down loose down my back, bouncing as I walk. I love to swish my “long veils” around, and feel them touching my cheeks. My Pantene-shiny hair was definitely eye candy for the boys in school. Frequently, I saw bulges in their pants whenever I flicked my hair in front of them, and I absolutely love teasing them with my crowning glory! Many have attempted to ask me out, but I’m not making it easy for them.

Actually all my best friends sported that Pantene look since junior high and we turned heads wherever we went. Abby, the brunette of our group has hair that is similar in length and texture as mine. Ashley, has dark hair also down to waist length, but wavy. It matched well with her brown complexion (her dad is Caucasian and her mum is African). Denise, the red head in our group, recently fell victim to a scissor happy new stylist who unexpectedly reduced her waist length locks to mid-back when she just asked for a small trim. Finally, there was Jessica, the blonde girl in our group. Her hair is the longest amongst us. It was down past her butt, thick and healthy like Debra Jones’s, with little ringlets at the ends. Whenever the five of us walked around, it was like a Pantene hair show and our hair colour variation was like the rainbow.

“You know what? I think I could do with a little trim.” I blurted out as the idea went through my head.

“What for? You’ll going to get it cut tonight anyway!” replied Sharon.

“Consider it an honour for you to get your hands on it now that it’s still long.” I said.


Before she could say anything else, I took the trimming scissors from the top of the counter and passed it to her.

“Just about 3 inches should be fine.” I said, passing the scissors to her. “It’s been months since my last trim and the ends are not even anymore.”

“Whatever you say, da jie.”

Placing the scissors at waist level, 3 inches from the ends, she snipped off the first lock from the right. A 2 inch width lock fluttered down to the bathroom floor. I turned around to have a look at it on the floor.

“That’s good.”

Mei continued to trim my hair straight across. I love my one length hair, trimmed straight across like a ruler. I’ve never been a fan of layers. I used to have baby bangs as a little kid, but grew them out as soon as I could persuade my mum to allow me to many years ago.

“Done!” said Sharon.

I brought my hair across my shoulders to examine the ends. The ends were blunt cut and they look healthier and fuller.

“Thanks, mei!”

“Now for your favourite typical hairstyle, the Kristin Kreuk look.”

With that she partitioned and comb my hair into that “Kristin Kreuk” look. Looking at myself in the mirror, the emotion started to well up as I realise that this may be the last time I sport that look. I quickly blinked away the tears.

“Sharon mei. I have an idea. Since I’m getting a makeover tonight at Abby’s sleepover, maybe you would want to get your hair cut too now so that we’ll both have new hairstyles for the summer!”

There was a pause for a moment as Sharon contemplated. I turned around and looked at her intently. My dear sister, who is five years younger than me, was like a smaller version of myself. Our facial features look alike, except for our hairstyle. Her hair was also jet black and naturally silky straight, but it was shorter at bra-strap length with blunt bangs at eyebrow level.

“I don’t know…..”

“Come on, just do it!” I said as I got off the stool and got her seated on it.

“Mum will kill us if you mess it up!”

“No I won’t. I’ve cut my friends’ hair before, and they turned out great.” I comforted her. “Trust da jie.”

She passed the comb to me and I combed her hair until there were no more tangles and her locks shone.

“Actually, I think a cute asian doll bob would suit you well for a drastic change. It’ll make you even more ‘ke ai’ (cute)!” I said as I placed my hands on either sides of her face at chin length, in order to show her how short the hairstyle will be.

“That’s a lot of hair to lose!”

“Trust me, you’ll look fabulous.”

“Okay…” Sharon resigned with a sigh.

“It’ll be alright.” I comforted her. “Do you want me to save your hair?”

“I guess so.”

I gathered her hair into a ponytail and secured it at the base of her neck with a rubber band. The ponytail was about 11 inches long.

*Too bad Locks of Love is a scam, otherwise this would make a good donation.* I thought.

“I’ll be right back” I said as I hurried off to the kitchen. I returned with a pair of kitchen scissors. “These are bigger and sharper and would make it easier to cut this pony off.”

Sharon mei shuddered as she felt the cold steel blades touch her neck.


“Just do it quick before I change my mind!” she squealed.

I closed the blades around the base of the pony tail above the rubber band and sawed through.

Scrunch! Scrunch! Scrunch!

After some sawing action, the ponytail came loose. The rest of her hair plopped forward in a rough bob.

“Here you go. Keep it for memory.” I said as I placed the ponytail into her hands.

“Omgosh. This feels so strange… holding my cut ponytail in my hands.”

*In just a little while I may be doing the same thing* I thought. *And I have so much more to lose than mei!*

“Let me even this up” I continued.

I positioned the scissor at jaw length at her left lock and sliced the scissors through it, and continue to work my way through to her nape.

Snip! Snip! Snip!

3 inch long locks fall to her lap as I evened up the left side. I moved on the right side and positioned the scissors at the same level as another side and evened it up there.

Snip! Snip! Snip!

More small locks fall to the floor, joining my own trimmed 3 inch locks from earlier on.

“Tadaa!” I exclaimed.

“Wow, is that me? I look different with shorter hair.” said mei as she felt her new bob with both hands.

“Try shaking your head around” I said, and she did.

“Wow, I couldn’t do that before! It’s so bouncy! I love the bounciness!”

I smiled at her as we both looked into the mirror. It was a delightful contrast to see our reflections. There I was still with long one length hair, and Sharon there with her new box bob. Mei reached up to hug me and gave me a small peck on my cheek.

“Thank you so much for this, jie. I love this new do!”

“Yes, I like it too.” I replied. “Omygosh, look at the time. I need to go now or I’ll be late.”

“Why don’t you get a haircut similar to mine at Abby’s later?” Sharon said with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Er, maybe.” I said hurriedly. “Bye!”

At Abby’s house…

Abby’s parents had already gone on a weekend away, leaving the whole house to Abby and us. “Just don’t burn the house down” was all they said jokingly for they trusted her. But I don’t think they were told about Abby’s “little” makeover session she organised for our own private graduation celebration. Well, at least it won’t burn the house down.

As I approached Abby’s front door, I could already hear the giggling inside.

*Ding dong*

*Door opens*

“Sarah!” exclaimed Abby as she burst out and hugged me. “You’re late! The others are already here.”

“Sorry, I gave my sister a haircut and I forgot the time.” I explained.

“A haircut? Wow, you really dragged her into this as well. Hey, did you trimmed your hair?”

“Yeap, I got Sharon to do it.” I said. “Hey, are you going to let me in or not?”

“Oh opps, come in!”

“Sarah! Wwooooo!” the rest of the girls shouted as I entered the living room.

“You’re late! By half an hour.” said Jessica. “The popcorn’s gone cold while we waited for you. Did you forgot that we’re watching the movie ‘Twilight‘?”

“Sorry…” I apologised.

“No, sorry to you my dear.” said Ashley with a twinkle in her eyes. “While waiting for you, we decided on a punishment for your lateness.”

“What punishment?” I replied in shock.

“Oh, nothing much. It’s what we’ll all be doing anyway after the movie.” Denise replied, as she reheated the homemade popcorn.

“You mean…”

“A haircut.” Abby completed my sentence. “We’ll be giving you a haircut before the movie ahead of the rest of us.”

“You can’t be serious.” I said as I looked at my girls with pleading eyes. “Oh, you guys are mean to gang up on me!”

“Hey girl, just get on that stool there.” said Ashley as she took me by my hand and got me seated on a stool in the kitchen. The girls had already prepared the area by laying out old newspaper on the floor around the stool with hairdressing equipment on the counter.

Reluctantly, I went along and allowed them to ‘punish’ me for my lack of punctuality. I could smell the sweet aroma of the popcorn from the stool, and that soothed my fears a little.

Denise and Ashley took positions on either sides of me, and started to comb out my hair.

“We’ll going to give you a Cleopatra look.” said Jessica from behind me.

“What’s a Cleopatra look?” I asked.

“You’ll see.” said Abby as she took up position in front of me. The four girls now surrounded me on all four sides, armed with combs and scissors.

“I know how you love your long veils swishing around your face as you walk. But it’s time to reveal your face to the world.” said Abby as she brandished the scissors in front of my face. “The Cleopatra look is one with straight blunt bangs.”

“And still long at the back, but definitely not waist length!” said Jessica behind me. “It’s time to say goodbye to your one length hair and say hello to the Cleopatra look!”

“I’ve never had bangs before since I was little!” I exclaimed, still shocked by the prospect of losing my beloved long veils.

“You’ll get used to it”, said Abby as she combed the front veil over my face. At the same time, Jessica combed the rest back and allow it to fall down my back. I couldn’t see Abby anymore because the veils totally covered my face, but through the corners of my eyes, I could see Denise and Ashley looking on at either sides of me.

“We’ll cut it together.” said Abby to Jessica. “I’ve got less to cut, so I’ll cut off smaller pieces so that we’ll finish it together at the same time.”

“Gotcha girl.” Jessica replied. Words could no longer come out from me.

I felt Jessica positioning the scissors below my right shoulder blade at the back, while Abby brought her shears at my left eyebrow level. I could see two feet of my long silky veil below the blades, and I guessed it must be something like a foot of hair at the back to be cut.

“One, two, three, cut!” said Jessica like a film director.

Shick! Thud!

Never before had I heard the sound of two scissors cutting through hair simultaneously. In music, it was what you called the chorus effect. A one inch width of my veil fell to my lap. I couldn’t see the hair at the back, but I could hear the sound of the thicker hair at the back hitting the floor.

Shick! Shick! Thud!

The subsequent cuts were no longer in unison anymore as both girls “fired away at will”. Tears started to well up in my eyes, moaning the fate of my veil, now half reduced to bangs. More of my veils fell to my lap as my left eye was revealed. I could now see Abby’s face looking intently at the veil she was cutting away. By this time, I could feel Jessica’s scissors at the back about halfway through.

Shick! Shick! Thud!

By the third cut, I suddenly felt something flow through my body. The trauma of losing my locks is suddenly replaced by a surge of pleasurable energy through my body.

*What is this? I’ve never felt so good before! This is strange. One moment I was afraid and now I’m actually getting turned on?* I thought to myself.

Shick! Shick! Thud!

Abby’s scissors had just worked its way past the middle of my face as more silky dark hair fell to my lap and on the floor. But it didn’t bother me anymore. I was starting to enjoy this! I reached out to my lap to grab the cut 2 feet veils. I can’t believe how much had been cut off.

Shick! Shick! Thud!

Both the sound of my hair falling on the floor behind me, and the feel of my veils landing on my hand amplified the sensation even more!

“Someone’s enjoying it!” Denise said as she noticed me smiling. “See, it’s not so bad after all.”

But of course, she probably didn’t realise that it was the surge of chemicals happening in my body. Under normal circumstances, I would have not have enjoyed my hair being cut.

Shick! Shick! Thud!

With that, the last of my veils fell to my lap. I reached out to touch my newly cut blunt bangs at eyebrow level. 24 months of ‘bangs’ were cut off in 24 seconds; how amazing. Then I reached behind my back to feel the ends of my now mid-back length hair. Another surge of hormones flooded my body as I felt the cut ends. I rushed up out of the stool and ran to the bathroom, with the girls following me.

“This looks so different! The bangs… they look cute!” I said as inspected my new haircut in the mirror. Gone is the Kristin Kreuk look; no more long waist length middle parted veils. Hello to the Cleopatra look with blunt bangs.

Denise came up beside me and said, “Now both our hair lengths are the same! Except for your bangs of course.” We stood back to back, my jet black hair and her shiny red hair both at mid-back length. “Now I’m no longer the one with the shortest hair, counting your bangs.”

“I guess the days of swishing my long veils around is over.”

After enjoying my new look, I turned back to face my girls.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” I said with a sly grin as I held my cut veils in my hands for them to see.

“Screw ‘Twilight‘ and Edward Cullens.” said Jessica. “Let’s start the makeover session… now!”

“Wwweeeee!” we all shouted out as we made our way back to the stool in the kitchen. Very soon, long blonde, brown and red locks will join my jet black hair on the floor around the stool. That thought alone brought another hormonal surge through me, and I swore I felt wet in the crotch… I wonder how I’ll survive the night.

With scissors in hand, I stood to face the girls and said “So, who’s idea was it to punish me with a haircut?”

All eyes looked at Denise.

“What? It wasn’t just me. You all agreed!” said Denise.

Shing! Shing! The sound of the sharp scissors opening and closing brought the attention back to me.

“Off you go on the stool girl! Hair for hair!” I said.

“Hey, we should film this.” said Jessica.

“That’s a great idea! We’ll look back 10 years from now and it would be so nostalgic.” said Abby as she went to her room to get her camcorder. “Sorry Sarah, I think you’ll have to go under the scissors a second time so that all our makeovers get recorded.”

“What?” I exclaimed.

“Hey, don’t just stand there. Comb my hair out!” Denise said, seated on the stool in the kitchen all ready.

Denise’ smooth long red hair never fails to turn heads. Even after her previous hairdresser accidentally cut off too much when she just asked for a trim, it was still long at mid-back length. Jessica and I both brushed out her hair until it shone.

“Ah, this feels so good!” she said, enjoying every stroke of the brush.

“Are we ready?” said Abby with camcorder in hand.

“Yeap. Just do it.” said Denise, contemplating the fate of her hair.

“Not so fast! I was thinking of changing your hair partition to a middle part first.” said Jessica.

“Good idea.” I concurred.

For as long as I remembered, Denise has always had a left heavy parting. She would wear the left locks behind her ears and allow the heavier right front section to cover half her face. Her hair has face framing layers, so the lock didn’t get in the way too much unlike mine which was all one length down to my waist… well, until a few minutes ago.

Jessica combed all of Denise’ hair back and then created a new middle partition at her crown. After that, she brushed her hair down on either side of that parting, completing her “transformation”. I passed her a hand mirror to let her have a look.

“Wow, I didn’t know just changing partition can create that much of a change.” she said.

“Buckles on girl. More change is coming!” I said in response.

“All yours!” said Jessica, as she put down the brush and comb and took her place amongst Abby and Ashley watching on.

Playfully, I combed her front layers down and pretended to cut it off at eyebrow length.

Shing! Shing!

“What the?” exclaimed Denise. Then she realised I was just fooling with her and had actually just “snipped the air” in front of her long bangs which was a good 3 inches below her jaws. “Sarah! You sneaky one!”

We all laughed out!

“Nah, maybe later.” I said.

I moved behind Denise and brought all her hair to fall down her back. I wanted to enjoy this rare moment as much as I could, so I decided in my mind to cut her hair in stages. I positioned the scissors at about 4 inches below the top of the shoulders and cut there.

Shick! Thud! Shick! Thud! Shick! Thud!

Every stroke of the scissors was followed by the sound of about 8 inches of her red tresses hitting the floor. It was more than music to my ears; every snip was very pleasurable to me. It was then I realised that not only did I enjoy getting my hair cut, I also enjoyed cutting hair!

Before long, Denise’s once mid-back length hair was cut straight across just below her shoulders.

“That’s it?” she said.

“You wish!” I said sneakily, and immediately snipped off another 5 inches from the right side. That lock, no longer held back by her shoulders, flicked forward to her face.

“What did you do? That’s so short!” she exclaimed with a look of shock.

Before she could say anything else, I continued to cut the rest of her hair the same length.

Shick! Thud! Shick! Thud! Shick! Thud!

More 5 inch locks joined the rest on the floor, and Denise now sported a long pageboy cut. The back of her hair is now the same length as her layers in front, hanging 3 inches below her jawline, now all one length.

“Omg Denise! You look gorgeous in this haircut!” said Ashley, handing her a mirror.

“My head feels lighter definitely.” Denise replied.

“Shake your head.” I chipped in, and she did.

“Wow, I couldn’t do this before. It feels so soft and bouncy!”

The sight of Denise shaking her pageboy around was a lovely sight indeed. So lovely that I was beginning to feel that surge of hormones through my body again. I have to stop her doing that for now and continue with the haircut.

“We’re not done yet.” I said.


“I have something special in store for you girl.” I said as I produced an electric clipper.

“You’re not serious. I won’t let you shave me bald!” said Denise.

“Whoa Sarah. This is a bit too much, don’t you think?” said Abby.

“Are you mad?” said Jessica.

“Don’t worry.” I said.

Click! Bzz! Came the sound of the clippers as I turned them on.

“No, I’ll just buzz your nape. I’m going to give you an A-line bob.” I replied.

“What’s an A-line bob?” Denise asked nervously.

“Relax girl. I know what I’m doing. You’ll see soon what an A-line bob is and I assure you that you’ll love it.”

I intend to use the clippers to shape her pageboy into a blunt A-line bob. I’ve seen it done at hairshows before, by holding the clipper inverted and plunging the flat end straight into the hair, creating a blunt edge in the hair.

Zzzz! Zzzz! Zzzz!

More of Denise’s red hair feel all over the floor and her body as the clippers dug into her hair at the back at ear level. Before long, the hair there was all reduced to ear length. The nape needed to be worked on though to neaten it. I proceeded to clipper her nape.


Denise shuddered as I brought the clippers up her nape. It must be a new experience for her, buzzing her nape.

Zzzz! Zzzz! Zzzz!

As I continued to clean her nape, I could see that Denise is gradually starting to enjoy the clipper ride. I swore I heard her moan a bit.

“Omg! You have no idea how good this feels.” she said, clearly enjoying every stroke of the clippers.

Her arousal definitely affected my own, but I continued to focus on the job. I could see Abby, Jessica and Ashley looking on with a bewildered look on their faces. Perhaps it was the shock of witnessing Denise getting buzzed at her nape and yet paradoxically, she was enjoying so much hair getting cut off.

All these while, the sides and the front was still hanging below her jaws. The contrast between the buzzed nape and the rest is incredible. After finishing the nape, I proceeded to clipper the rest of the hair.

Zzzz! Zzzz! Zzzz! Zzzz! Zzzz! Zzzz!

The final result of Denise’ A-line was stunning. It was blunt cut all around, with a buzzed nape at the back all the way to the top of her ears. It was angled down steeply down to 3 inches below her jaws in front. In fact, I didn’t touch her long bangs in front much. Not too long ago, those face framing long layers in front were the shortest locks in her head. In just a few minutes, it was all reversed!

“Wow, sexy!” said Jessica.

“Touch your nape!” I said.

Denise brought her fingers down her nape, and shuddered when she touched her shorn nape for the first time. “This feels weird but strangely incredible!” Before long, everyone including myself wanted to feel Denise’ new haircut, especially the nape and her long bangs which contrasted with it.

She then shook her head sideways, causing her long bangs to swish swosh around her face. “Jealous?” she said, looking at me.

“Hey girl, I was lenient on you. I didn’t cut your bangs in sweet vendetta. You didn’t have to rub it in!” I said, still lamenting the loss of my bangs. “Well, at least I still have it long at the back unlike yours buzzed!”

“We’ll see about that later.” Denise replied with a smirk.

“Jess, could you take over this camcorder?” said Abby. “I can’t wait to get my hair cut. This is so exciting!”

Abby jumped onto the stool and turned to the rest, “Now who wants to get her hands on my hair? Not you Sarah, you had your turn! And not you either Jess, you’re the cameraman!”

“I’ll do it!” said Denise as she took up position as Abby’s barberette. “Now what shall I do for you today my dear customer?”

“I’ve had this waist length hair all my life. It’s time for a drastic change! I’d like a bob too. Not the A-line like yours, but a Louise Brook bob.”

“Wow, that’s very short! Are you sure girl?” said Jess.

“Just rid me off this ponytail!” replied Abby. “Actually, I’ve got a cool idea. Cut it all off in a ponytail but leave the bangs last.”

With that, Denise sectioned Abby’s bangs, combing it over her face and gathered the rest of Abby’s brunette locks into a ponytail, securing it at the neck with a rubber band. With her left hand holding the ponytail and scissors on her right hand, Denise sawed through the thick mane.

Schrunch! Schrunch! Schrunch!

Abby’s locks put up a quite a fight since it was very thick. But eventually, keratin gave way completely to steel, and after a minute of hacking, Denise held up the more than two feet of ponytail in the air.

“Ah! I feel so liberated now!” said Abby.

Bzzzz! The clippers buzzed to life as Denise turned it on. “Ready for a nape clipper ride?”

Before Abby could even answer, Denise plunged the clippers up Abby’s nape, clippering away the nape hair all the way to ear level. Piles of small hair pieces fall into Abby’s shirt, tickling her back.

“That tickles! Hehehe! I’ve never had hair trickling down my back before.” Abby squealed.

“Stay still buddy or the cut will be crooked!” said Denise, holding Abby’s head down to keep it still.

Using a clippers over comb technique, Denise soon shaped the rough bob into a short nose length bob with clippered nape. The bangs in front however, were still left untouched, covering Abby’s breasts! It was a lovely contrast indeed.

“We can’t leave you like that you poor thing!” said Denise as she got in front of Abby to work on the bangs.

Still using clippers, she razored off Denise’ long veil at a level one inch above the eyebrows. Abby’s two feet long bangs rained down on her lap.

“Oh my! The last time I had bangs like these was when I was four or five!” said Abby as she examined the cut veils on her lap. “Someone, hand me a mirror quick!”

“Wow, I hardly recognised myself!” said Abby as she examined her new look in the mirror handed to her by me. “This bob is so short and those bangs are even shorter!”

“I think it suits your face really well! It brings out your cheekbones wonderfully.” said Ashley.

“You know what Ashley? I think a short cut would suit you too.” said Abby. “You have a good facial bone structure too hidden underneath all that hair of yours!”

“You serious?” said Ashley, as she caressed her waist length dark hair. “I’ll consider it…”

“I think a crop like Halle Berry’s as Bond’s girl would suit you!” I suggested.

“That’s so short! I don’t know if…”

“Okay, maybe we’ll just trim it and we’ll decide where to go from there, ok?” I said, seating her on the stool.

“You’ll be okay girl!” said Denise.

I combed out Ashley’s long dark locks which hung down to the small of her back. After she felt less nervous, I proceeded to “trim” her hair. I slide the scissors at shoulder length and snapped the blades shut!

Shick! Thud!

Ashley didn’t know it at first, but the “trim” was cutting off two feet of her hair! I continued to work across her shoulders. The other girls seem to not object to this hair massacre and just watched with twinkles in their eyes.

Shick! Thud! Shick! Thud! Shick! Thud!

Two thirds of Ashley’s crowning glory was now on the floor, joining the growing pile of hair. Her back was now exposed!


Ashley brought her hair forward and was shocked to find that it was shoulder length!

“SARAH! What have you done?” she exclaimed. “This is more than a trim!”

Unexpectedly, tears started to flow down her face. “I said I needed time to think about my haircut and you totally butchered it!”

“Sorry, I got carried away in wanting to give you a proper makeover rather than a mere trim. Here, let me give you a hug.” And the others joined in the acts of comfort.

“Well, the damage is done now isn’t it? No use crying over spilt milk” said Ashley as she wiped her tears away.

“If it’ll make you feel better, you could cut my hair shorter.” I offered.

I thought I saw her smile a little beneath her sobs. And so I handed the scissors and comb over to her and sat myself down on the stool.

“Anything goes?” said Ashley.

“Yeap, anything that you think would suit me.” I replied, secretly getting excited inside at the thought of more of my hair getting cut.

“That’s the spirit!” said Denise and Abby simultaneously.

Ashley proceeded to comb out my Cleopatra cut hair in preparation.

“I think a bowlcut would suit you, Sarah!” Jessica suggested.

“Bowlcut it is!” said Ashley as she slide the scissors into my left temple, level with my eyebrow length bangs and cut there!

Snip! Thud! Snip! Thud! Snip! Thud!

Two feet of silky tresses give way to the scissors as Ashley hacked away my midback length hair on my left side to level with my bangs. Seeing all that hair raining down on the floor got me aroused again!

Snip! Thud! Snip! Thud! Snip! Thud!

Ashley continued to snip away the remaining long locks on the right side vengefully until they were all level with my bangs. Not too long ago, I had one length waist length hair. Then it got cut to midback and bangs were hacked in. Now, I sported a bowlcut!

“Now we need to clean up your nape and temples.” said Ashley.

Bzzz! And without a warning, Ashley brought the clippers up my nape!

Zzzzz! Small dark pieces fluttered down to the floor as she buzzed my nape. The vibration got me so aroused that I had the biggest orgasm ever! I struggled to contain it and moaned all the time in sync with the buzzing motion.

“Sarah, you’re really enjoying it aren’t you? You horny girl!” said Denise as she observed.

“You have no idea how good this feels!”

My panties were totally soaked by now and it was a miracle that my body could contain the sexual explosion within. After finishing the nape, Ashley moved on to my temples and buzzed them off too.

Zzzz! Zzzz!

Before long the bowlcut is complete. My hair is back to one length again, at eyebrow length! Any stray hair below that line had been buzzed away. I touched my nape and temples and shudders even more as I felt the stubbles.

“Give me a mirror!”

“Wow, I look like a china doll!” I said as the other girls admired my new cut.

“What an orgasm you had back there! Now you’ve got me turned on as well.” said Jess. She was the last person in the room with hair past the shoulders. In fact, that was an understatement; her golden blonde hair was past her buttocks!

“Denise, I want you to buzz all this off with clippers!” said Jess as she tossed her extremely long blonde mane.

“Your hair is absolutely gorgeous! You sure you want to cut it all off at once?” I asked.

“Sarah, there’s no hiding it now. I know you get turned on by haircuts and don’t say you don’t want all this taken off.” said Jess with a horny look in her eyes. I almost melted at the thought of seeing Denise, a red head with a graduated bob buzzing Jess’s Barbie-like hair!

Bzzz! The clippers came on and Denise brandished it playfully in front of Jess’ face.

“This will be a clipper ride to remember! Got the cameras ready?”

“We’re good to go” said Abby from behind the video camera.

“Here we go!”

Zzzz! Denise brought the clippers right down Jess’s middle partition, leaving quarter inch stubbles along its trail of hair mass destruction.

Thud! Four feet of magnificent blonde hair feel helplessly to the floor. Zzzz! Thud! Zzz! Thud! More and more blonde locks add to the brunette, black and red hair strewn across the floor. The clippers continued to plow through Jess’ head easily like hot knife through butter.

After a while, Jess is devoid of her former blonde locks, sporting a crewcut instead. Her beautiful blue eyes, dimples and cheekbones, formerly veiled by her long hair, were now amplified! Jess went from Rapunzel beauty to a short haired sexy girl!

Everyone wanted to touch Jess’ hair when Denise had finished buzzing her. However, it was short-lived when we heard the clippers being turned back on.

Bzzz! Zzzz!

Everyone turned around and we saw Ashley plowing the clippers into her own hair!

“Ashley!? What are you doing?”

“What does it seem like I’m doing? I’m buzzing my own hair!” she replied. “After seeing Jess getting buzzed, I thought I should follow along.”

A lock of her shoulder length hair fell to the floor as she butchered her own hair! Could this day have gone any weirder?

Zzzz! Thud! Zzz! Thud! The sound of buzzing and the hair falling on the floor is truly sweet music and aroma to me! I noticed that as she plowed the clippers through her hair, Ashley seem to avoid the bangs. After a while I realise that she wants to sport a Chealsea; buzzed all around except her middle parted long bangs which hung to her shoulders.

“Wow, you look great Ashley! Still feminine with those long bangs still intact” said Abby.

“From that quiet and shy girl to a punk hairstyle!” said Denise. “Oh my, what a day it has been!”

“Yes, what a night indeed! I’ll look back and remember today not as the day I graduated, but the day I buzzed my butt-length hair!” said Jess.

“Okay, now what do we do with this pile of hair.” said Abby.

“Who cares? We’ll worry about that later.” I said.

That night was indeed a night to remember. It was not only the first time cutting my hair drastically, but it was also the moment I discovered the link between haircuts and my sexual arousal to it. It was not the end, but only the beginning of the hair adventures with my girl friends.


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