Good Fences Make Good Neighbors

She was bored, yet again. It was mid-day and she had nothing to do. Still, it was warm, the sun was shining for the first time in weeks and JJ felt like going outside to enjoy its glorious rays.

So, she slipped on her tiniest bikini, grabbed her sunscreen, a book and a fluffy white towel and headed for the backyard.

Weeks of rain had soaked the lawn and its lush green set off the red of her hair like no other color could. She spread her towel over the lounge chair that sat in the center of the yard and took a seat.

The birds were singing in the trees as she took a seat and poured out a generous dollop of sunscreen into her hand. Slowly, almost sensually she spread the lotion over her shoulders and chest. Her belly was next followed by her lovely sculpted legs. She worked hard to stay in shape and between the soccer league and running, her body was lean and toned.

As she stood and bent to spread the protective lotion on the back of her lovely thigh, she thought she heard a sound from the other side of the fence. She paused and listened carefully. Yes, there it was again. like a rustling of dry leaves.

“Damn it!” she said under her breath. “It’s that pervy old neighbor again!”

For the last few months, he’d been spying on her every time she stepped out the door and it was getting worse. Just two days before she could have sworn she’d seen him peeping from behind the curtains that faced her bedroom as she was changing and only a short time later she heard the muffled sounds of his shrewish wife yelling at him. When she left for work the next morning her suspicions were confirmed when the old battle axe glared at her as she walked to her car.

Relaxing now, she thought “Not my circus, not my monkeys” and opened her book to read.

As the day wore on, she turned over and unhooked her top. She really hated tan lines and longed for a place where she could lounge in the sun in the nude.

As though on cue, JJ heard the harsh voice of her neighbor’s wife.

“Ben! Get away from there! Stop staring at the godless slut and finish your chores!”

“What the FUCK!” she yelled back. “It’s not my fault you can’t keep a leash on that PERVERT!”

Truly angry now, JJ got up and stormed into the house. She poured herself a glass of wine and stood there steaming mad.

“Her goddamned pervert husband peeps at me and I’m a SLUT?”

She went into the bathroom, set down her wine and began to draw a bath, all the time muttering angrily under her breath. She had been so relaxed, so happy and then those assholes had ruined the whole thing. As JJ took of her top and as she slipped out of her bikini bottoms, she happened to catch a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror. She turned towards it and paused in assessment.

“Nice perky tits, slim but full hips,” she said out loud before turning around. “Great ass. Beautiful milky skin too and the whole package set off by a full head of curly red hair! Great red bush as well” she added”

“No wonder that old bat is jealous” she said as she tossed her hair.

And then, the idea hit her.

“Fuck that old lady and fuck her husband too.” she said to her reflection. “That’s my back yard and I’ll do whatever I want to do!”

She shut the water off, spun on her heels and walked right out into her backyard buck-naked.

Turning the chair to face her neighbor’s fence, she resumed her seat and to add insult to injury, JJ swung her legs over the arms of the chair exposing her flame red hair and all it covered to whomever wanted to watch.

The reaction to her boldness came quickly. The old man uttered “Oh My God!”

Almost simultaneously a stream of ice cold water arched over the fence and hit her square in the crotch.

“Get away from my husband!” the angry wife screamed as the water followed a fleeing Jujou to her back door. “I’m calling the police, you little whore!”

It was at that moment JJ decided that she was never going to wear clothes in the house or in the yard unless she absolutely had to. She also made a mental note to leave the curtains open on all of the windows that faced her neighbor’s house.

For weeks after that, JJ had been putting on her show for the obnoxious neighbors. The old lady was running herself to apoplexy and the old man spent as much time as her could spying on the naked redhead.

The best part was, they were now fighting almost non-stop! It also didn’t hurt that she was now sporting an all over golden tan from being nude in the yard almost every day.

The old woman had in fact called the police and they had indeed paid her a visit, asking her to please tone it down in the interest of peace between neighbors.

“Is it against the law?” she asked the handsome young cop and his rather attractive female partner.

“No ma’am” answered the young lady. “What you do in your own home is up to you.” She was trying to remain professional but, try as she might, she could not help but stare approvingly at JJ’s tight little bikini clad body.

“Then how about you ask them to stop looking into my backyard and windows?”

“We have Ma’am” the male cop responded. “But, unless they enter your property, there’s not a thing we can do.”

As the woman handed JJ her card, their hands touched for just a little too long. The woman stared into JJ’s eyes and said “You call me if you need anything…anything at all.”

Closing the door behind them, JJ leaned against the wall and smiled.

Over the ensuing weeks things got worse and worse. JJ had taken to doing her yoga workout (nude of course) right in front of the large plate glass window that faced the yard. Several times she was sure the old man was masturbating while watching. So, to up the ante, she moved her workout into the yard. Oddly, she no longer heard the wife yelling at her husband who was now shockingly jerking off openly when she was out and about and the wife wasn’t around in sight.

A week later, she was certain the old lady had given up the fight. She’d won, but she had no intentions of stopping for she found that being naked all the time was a wonderful sensation and she absolutely loved her all over tan.

Besides, tonight she had something special planned.

She finished her nightly routine and, as usual, Mr Perve was there to watch. However, this time, once she’d finished brushing out her beautiful red curls, JJ reached into her night stand and pulled out her brand new vibrator. As her neighbor watched wide eyed, the petite red head proceeded to pleasure herself with it.

After a few minutes, she no longer cared if he was still there, caught up in her own ecstasy Jujou rapidly worked herself towards her own orgasm. Just before she came, she opened her eyes and looked for the neighbor but he was no where to be seen. She was disappointed as she’d wanted him to see her cum. She knew instinctively that that would drive his prudish wife insane.

“Hm, he must have cum already.” she said.

“No, he hasn’t” said the wife’s voice from behind her.

She tried to turn around but, the old lady was surprisingly fast.

As the chloroform took hold, Jujou found herself looking into the gloating eyes of the old woman she had been at war with from next door.

JJ came to. Her head ached as though there was a football game going on behind her eyes. What had happened?

She tried to shield her eyes from the blinding light but found she could not move them. As her eyes adjusted she saw her own reflection staring back at her.

She’d been tied to the lounge chair from the yard in exactly the same position she’d been in when first she’d gone into the yard naked. Her hands were secured tied to the backrest and her legs had been draped over the arm rests pushing her cunt forward obscenely.

“Oh look Ben, the little hussy is finally awake.” hissed the old lady’s voice.

“You better let me go right now or I’m calling the police!”

“I think I’ve heard enough out of you young lady!”

JJ heard the distinctive sound of duct tape being ripped from the roll but, before she could utter another word or even open her mouth, the old woman slapped a piece across her mouth. All she could manage now was the odd mumble.

“What’s the matter, cat got your tongue?” she said as she stepped around the bound redhead.

“Did you really think I was going to let you get away with insulting me like that?” she said as she knelt before Jujou and stared directly into her fearful eyes.

“I know you think I’m just a meddling old prude but, the truth is, you don’t know shit.”

The expletive came as a complete surprise and for some unknown reason, made her even more fearful.

“My husband has been obsessed with you since the day you moved in. I can’t say why, but, shall we ask him?”

Jujou’s muffled protests did nothing to dissuade her.

The old woman picked up a pair of scissors and snicked them open and closed before JJ’s eyes.

“Tell me Ben, just what is it about this little hussy that gets you all hot and bothered?” Reaching down, she took JJ’s sensitive pink nipples between her fingers and gave them a savage twist. “Is it these perky little tits?” she asked venomously as she gently closed the blades on her left nipple.

Ben shrunk back in fear and shook his head. “Nah, nah , nah…no” he managed to stammer out.

“Well then” she said as she released her pained nipple, “I guess you get to keep them”

JJ’s eyes grew wide as saucers. This woman was crazy!

The old lady’s fingers scratched their way across JJ’s lovely skin. Slowly they worked their downward. They raked lightly through the fiery red pubic hair that covered her mound and on to her tenderest bits. Skillfully, the old woman began caressing Jujou’s lower lips and clit and in spite of her fear, the poor girl’s body began to respond.

“My, my, my…look at how hard your little clit has gotten.” she said as she placed the blades in either side of it. JJ shivered.

“Tell me Ben, was it her little clit that excited you so?”

Once again, Ben stammered “No”

“Lucky girl.” she said with a sly smile as removed the scissors and gave JJ’s clit a hard flick with her finger.

“Perhaps her perfect little nose then?” the tip of a blade gently scratched down the bridge of her nose and JJ peed.

The old woman looked down and snickered.

“No.” replied Ben meekly.

“Well then my love, what was it?”

Sheepishly, Ben raised a hand and pointed to Jujou’s magnificent red hair.

The crone closed her eyes, smiled and shook her head. “Ahhh, I should have known. That is her most unique feature. Shall we fix this little problem then?”

She reached out with the scissors and pointedly sheared off a lock of JJ’s hair. Picking it up, she handed it to Ben and said “Here you go honey, something to remember her by.’

Then, to Jujou’s horror, she reached out and cut another lock away and then another and another.

“Oh my! You’re going to look positively awful without all this lovely hair. Your new little reality may take some getting used to, sweetie.”

Snip. Snip. Snip. In minutes years of careful growth was being stolen from her. All the while the old woman kept up a continuous barrage of teasing words highlighting what she was losing.

“Guess you won’t be needing much shampoo!” she quipped with a laugh.

“No man with a bit of taste will look at you once all of this is gone!” she said as she tossed a handful of red locks into JJ’s tear streaked face.

By the time she set the scissors down, JJ’s hair, what was left of it, was a mess. Her once glorious mane was reduced to plaits that ranged from skin tight stubble to scraggly 4″ chunks that stood out at odd angles.

JJ was simply devastated. She looked like some sort of circus freak.

“Not digging it…are ya?” the old woman asked with mock sincerity. “Me either. Let’s even it up, shall we?”

Somewhere behind her JJ heard the clippers spring to life with a POP and before she could comprehend what was happening the old bitch was running them guard-less down the middle of the poor girl’s head. Strip after strip of red snippets rained down upon JJ’s face and heaving shoulders. Much of it clung to the tears and snot that ran down her face.

Then, As suddenly as it began, the clippers were silent. The crone ran her palm over JJ’s denuded head and declared “Hm. It feels like sand paper and you can still see that former red color of yours. Can’t have that, can we?’

The lather was hot as she spread it across JJ’s scalp and the cutthroat razor made an audible scraping sound as she relieved Jujou of even the finest stubble. Then, just for good measure, she shaved her 2 more times.

The real shock was yet to come. Without warning the old woman lifted JJ’s head and quickly sheared away her eyebrows with a smaller set of clippers. Her lashes soon met the same fate. Shaving gel and a razor soon followed and when JJ looked into the mirror, she saw something more akin to a discarded mannequin than her former beautiful self. Defeated, she hung her head and did the only thing she could do, she cried.

The slap of shaving gel on her mound broke her spell of depression. “You didn’t think I was going to leave you with this beautiful red bush did ya?” She said with an evil grin.

Ten minutes later, her cunt was as bare and hairless as a newborns.

JJ passed out from exhaustion and defeat after imagining others seeing her like this.

When she came to, it was early morning and she found herself laying upon a pile of trash bags in a dimly lit alley. She was completely naked and totally hairless. Even the tiny hairs on her arms were a thing of the past. She did the only thing she could and minutes later stumbled into the growing morning light wearing nothing but a smelly used garbage bag.

When the police had arrived they assumed she was a drug addict who lived on the streets. She was arrested, booked and put through the embarrassment of an internal examination to make sure she had no drugs secreted within her person. But, at least they’d giver her a shower and an orange jump suit. Luckily the lady cop who’d interviewed her a few days earlier recognized her. She got her released and took her statement before giving her a ride back to her house.

When they got there the neighbor’s house was empty and they were no where to be found. Her own house also had been emptied of its contents. All of her belongings were gone. She had nothing. Not even clothes. Even her car had been taken.

She called into work to let them know what had happened only to find she’d been fired and replaced when she didn’t show up for work two days before.

Even her bank accounts had been cleaned out. She had absolutely no possessions and no money.

Luckily for her the officer that had helped her out had a open room in her house.

JJ thanked her for all of her help and said “I don’t know how I’m ever going to pay you back.” The officer gently caressed Jujou’s smooth, hairless head and replied “I’m sure we can come to some sort of arrangement.”

Epilogue.

Gina handed her the report.  Three months living under the same roof had worked wonders and they were an item. JJ still didn’t have a job  and it is a good thing that she found her bisexual nature as men were not exactly attracted to her as they had been. Still, as long as she did all the house work and ate her pussy Gina was okay with her living there and they were enjoying their sexual pleasures together.

Several weeks earlier the doctors had given her the bad news. The old woman had used some sort of depilatory cream on her while she was unconscious and it didn’t look as though her hair was going to grow back, ever. Her former red head life wasn’t coming back except maybe in the form of a wig but those were so uncomfortable she had given up wearing them almost immediately.

The old woman and Ben had turned out have been in WitSec. She was a chemist who had tailor made drugs for the Cartels before turning State’s Evidence on them and the Federal government had buried them so deep this time that no one would ever find them. She had sold all of JJ’s belongings and pocked the proceeds during the two days she could not account for.

In spite of everything though, she was happy. She didn’t have to work at the moment, and no one bothered her. She still was naked all the time now and she’d finally gotten that all over tan she’d always wanted. The long red curls were sorely missed as they had been such an advantage in her every day life and a source of immense pride, but her new reality was being accepted. She ran her hand over her head with a frown and went about her chores while still looking in the mirror at her body which Gina loved and sighed in some resigned contentment.

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