Shaved Filou
(Since English is not my native language, I apologize for any harm I will certainly do to it. Hope you can enjoy anyway.)
They returned home on Monday, having decided to spend Christmas at Timm’s house. He had inherited it from a rich uncle a few years ago, and Bea was already looking forward to the pool, the sauna and lots of space – in other words, everything she didn’t have in her inner-city apartment. And lots of time with her new partner!
But first they had to get there. So they packed their things and went to the lobby to check out. Anja was standing at reception in her short service dress, chatting to another couple who had just checked out. The brunette woman with her hair down her back had probably asked her about her hairstyle. Bea and Timm overheard her say: “No, it was rather spontaneous that I got rid of my hair. I used to be scared of having my hair cut, but there’s a special foam that dissolves hair. A couple of friends surprised me with it and I haven’t had a hair anywhere since. Yes, it’s a bit extreme, but I really like it. What’s more, it’s no longer so rare for women to appear without hair on their heads. The customer who just came in doesn’t have any hair either, by the way.”
The brunette turned around and saw Bea, who hadn’t yet put on her cap: “Oops, I’m totally in the minority here with my long hair.” Bea looked at her with a smile: “Don’t worry! It’s not contagious. But Anja’s right, I’ve seen a few women here in Berlin without hair. It’s still very exotic and people are surprised by it. Why do you ask? Would you like to try it without hair? I’m sure it would suit you!”
That may have been a little too direct, but the brunette woman reacts positively: “Maybe not completely without hair, but I’ve been thinking about getting rid of my mane for a while now. And my husband actually supports me in this idea. I just don’t know when and how short I should go. Maybe in several stages.” Bea laughed: “Or you could do it like me – one big step, and then grow it out again if it’s too short.”
The brunette laughed: “Yes, that’s the braver option. I just don’t know if I’d look like a man then.” Bea looked at her: “Definitely not. Well, you would have to dress a little more figure-hugging. You have the physique of an athlete, so you should show it.” Her husband, who had been standing silently by the side the whole time, smiled. And she grinned: “Michael would love it if I wore short skirts instead of wide pants.” Bea grinned back: “Then you should definitely go for it! That’s the ideal New Year’s resolution! Shorter skirts and shorter hair.”
Perhaps that was a little quick for the woman, but they exchanged their phone numbers before they said goodbye and left the hotel, probably heading for the airport
Bea and Anja grinned broadly before they said goodbye – with a little surprise: Bea left her the cans of hair-dissolving foam. They would never get them through security and they were in good hands with Anja.
Bea and Timm then headed to the airport. Their rebooking the day before had worked, this time they were on the same flight and sat next to each other. She was wearing her high boots, new thermal tights without cum stains but also without panties underneath, a very short new wool dress that fit like a second skin, her beloved short coat and her new cap. They hadn’t been able to get a wig yesterday, so Bea had to show her bare head, and she had to admit that she liked it. At breakfast in the hotel, some of the eyes of the few guests had already lingered on her head and she was curious to see what would happen next.
Now they were standing in the security queue. Suitcases and bags on the conveyor belt, notebooks removed, liquids in small bags on the belt. Timm was the first to go through the scanner and started to collect their things behind the X-ray machine. Bea was still standing in front of the scanner when the short-haired young woman from security pointed to her head: “Please take off your cap.” Bea did as she was told and also put the cap on the conveyor belt. The woman behind her looked totally surprised and the murmur could be heard again. Bea was somehow proud: Her exotic haircut turned heads.
After security, we quickly went on to boarding. Unfortunately, they didn’t have a window seat on the plane, Timm sat at the aisle and Bea in the middle. When they sat down, a young, slim woman was already sitting by the window. She had black, straight hair, a pretty, slender head and looked somehow Asian. Bea took her seat, still wearing her cap, and greeted the woman.
The flight took off on schedule and Timm fell asleep straight away. Bea kind of admired him for it, she was also exhausted from the weekend, although, yes, she could actually do with Timm’s cock again. The thought immediately made her feel warmer and she took off her cap.
The Asian woman looked astonished: “Oops, you’re bald!” – “Yes, and I like it.” The Asian woman regained her composure: “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. I’m sorry.” Bea smiled at her: “No problem. I’m Bea.” – “I’m Misaki, and I’m really sorry how I reacted to your hairstyle.” – “Oh, that doesn’t bother me, Misaki! I’m more pleased that we’re having a conversation. But what hairstyle are you talking about? I don’t have one!” – “Hehe, that’s exactly what I mean. May I ask why you don’t have any hair?”
Bea thought for a second, and then said: “Because I think it is totally erotic and exotic when I touch Timm’s naked head, and because I’ve seen naked women’s heads without a hair and also found it totally erotic and exotic. And then I just wanted to get rid of my hair, and now I’m rid of it.” – “Somehow it looks really exotic and erotic. And it looks totally smooth. Do you shave your head every day?” – “No, I used depilatory cream. Nothing grows there for a while. Do you want to feel it? You seem to be curious.”
Misaki carefully stretched out her hand and felt it with her fingertips. “Don’t be afraid, it’s not contagious. Or maybe it is? Do you like what you feel?” – “It feels really good. Very firm, yet smooth.” – “Yes, I like that too.” – “Will it stay that way?” – “Nah, when the hair grows back, it’s bound to get a bit pricklier. But then I can remove it again, or I can let it grow again.” – “But let me guess: At the moment, you would remove it again.” – “Of course I would! I don’t want any more hair for now.”
Misaki still touched Beas head, it really had some effect on her: “You’ll laugh, I think it’s contagious. I’m just wondering if I’d like that too.” – “Then feel free to continue to touch my head. Maybe I can infect you with this special virus. I think if more women would show her heads without hair, it wouldn’t be so exotic, but it would still be erotic. And I think it would suit you too.” – “Do you think so?” – “Yes, you’re slim, you have a slim head, so short hair looks great. And if short hair looks great, no hair will look even better.”
They continued to talk about Bea’s lack of hair and whether it would be a disadvantage in winter. Bea showed her a few pictures from the spontaneous catsuit shoot and said that Miskai couldn’t even wear this catsuit with her mane. Misaki seemed impressed: “Wow, that looks extremely sexy, even though you’re totally dressed.” Misaki flicked back and forth between the pictures and found the one with the long-haired blonde between them: “This one is great, I’d really like to shoot a series like this. What do you think, would she really have her head shaved?” Bea was unsure: “I don’t know, it was a spontaneous action during our walk in the catsuits. What do you mean by ‘photographing a series’?”
Misaki explained: “I’m a photographer and director at an advertising agency. We sometimes do crazy things for clients. I think something like that would be totally sexy. Two exotic women make a third one exotic too, and the woman loses her hair. The catsuits would make it very sexy, especially because you both have the right physique. The bald heads would make it exotic. And depilating a long-haired blonde would at least break with convention. Although, somehow I also find the idea erotic.” Bea nodded: “Oh yes, me too. I’ve seen a woman lose all her hair a few times and I’ve always found it very erotic. It’s more naked than just taking your clothes off. And I think my head is such a huge erogenous zone.”
“Your lack of hair really did something to me. Are you actually … hairless all over?” Bea smiled: “Yes, I only have this slight shadow from my eyebrows. All the rest of my hair is gone.” – “That must feel great. You know, I’ve already decided a few times to … shave off the hair down there. But my boyfriend was really into my pubic hair.” – “He was? Has he changed his mind?” – “No, he changed his girlfriend.”
Bea put her hand on Misaki’s: “Then you should give it a try. It’s really worth it. But … don’t wear panties.” – “I don’t do that anymore anyway. These modern tights just feel too good on bare skin.” – “They feel even better on shaved skin. Misaki, I think you’ll get yourself some shaving kit as a Christmas present after we land, and when you get home you’ll make yourself completely hair-free below the belly button. Or even better: below the neck. Shave off all your hair. Then enjoy the feeling. And if you still like it after Christmas, get in touch with me. I’ll be happy to help you choose a new hairstyle. It doesn’t have to be as short as mine. But it can be. You know that when women change men, they change their hairstyle. And it gets a little shorter every time.”
Misaki smiled ad Bea. She already ha decided to do that: “Then you have to stay with your husband now. You can’t go any shorter.” – “That’s right! I hadn’t even thought about that“
When Misaki arrived at her small apartment two hours later, she could no longer contain herself. She had already found it difficult enough to buy shaving foam, razors and a dildo at a drugstore. Actually, she didn’t understand why there were now dildos in this drugstore, but frankly she was glad. She tore the clothes off her body and fingered herself, stroking her head again and again. And she imagined having no hair anywhere like her new friend Bea.
Then, after satisfying her first lust, she opened her notebook and searched for pictures of hairless women. She quickly found out that there was a fetish for hairlessness and she looked at lots of pictures. She kept reaching into her pubic hair and thinking to herself: “Bea told me to make myself completely hairless below the neck. I really should do that.” And so she sat in the bathroom and had a foam fight, at the end of which her pussy and armpits were completely smooth and hair-free, just like those of the women in the pictures. She combed her hair back tightly and tied it up. “Bea’s right,” she thought, ”I’d look good without hair. Let’s see if I still think it’s so cool tomorrow.” But for now she wanted to try out how her freshly shaved pussy felt.
And so she watched a video in which a woman was completely depilated by other women. Then she found another one, came across stories, found even more videos and pictures. And her fascination grew and grew. She found some of the stories very arousing, and so she also tested the dildo. Sometime late in the evening, she thought that this was a nice Christmas evening after all and fell asleep naked under her Christmas tree. A few hours ago, she had wondered what she was supposed to do at Christmas as a single woman without a family. Now she knew: discover her interest in the hair fetish.
“I wonder what my skin would feel like without hair? Time for the next foam fight!”
On Boxing Day, she called Bea and the two of them met at her place. Timm had gone for a little hike, so the two women were alone. Misaki talked for a long time about her Christmas contact with the hair fetish, and Bea told her about the hair fetish theater. Then she asked: “Did you shave your pussy like I suggested?” – “Yes, and it was absolutely the right decision. It feels so good and looks good too.” – “So, what do you plan to do with your hair? You’ve tied it back really tightly, it looks good!” – “I think I want to shave it off. Or use depilatory cream like you.”
Bea hugged her: “You’ll look great.” – “Yes, and I have a request for you.” “Sure, what is it?” – “You told me about the hair fetish theater earlier. And I found lots of videos about hairless women. And lots of stories on the internet. But I noticed one thing about all these things: There are hardly any videos in which stories are told.” Bea was surprised: “Really?”
“Well, I found a lot of websites where you can see women getting very short haircuts in a kind of hairdressing situation or having their heads, sometimes their whole bodies, completely depilated. Then I found a few videos in which the women lose their hair as the sub of a dominatrix. I also found some websites with stories. There used to be one called hss.com, but there are only traces of it on archive pages. But there were some great stories there. Today there is also one that tells current stories. But … even the most erotic stories are never made into films.” – “Oh, that’s a shame. I would definitely like videos like that.” – “I could offer you comics.” – “At least a first step to make it more visual.”
Misaki continued her thought: “Anyway, this world of stories was exactly what I liked. And that’s why I’d like to make a movie of such stories. The first thing I’d like to do is make a video of me losing my hair.” – “And then you want to upload that?”
“But I don’t want to upload it somewhere, I want to create my own page where you can watch the video. And I still have a few ideas for a few videos that I definitely want to show on the internet. I’d like to make a few videos that encourage people to shave their hair off. And I’d love to do some funny stuff, and some “practical” stuff.”
Then she goes to play poker, wins more and more, but then loses again. So she takes off her skirt and only has her heels and underwear left. The croupier grabs a pair of hair clippers and her bob is cut to her chin with her neck shaved out. She switches the game back to blackjack, where she increases her winnings again.
Then she loses again. She takes off her bra and shows everyone her shapely breasts. And she loses a lot of her hair again. With a buzzcut on her head and wearing only her heels and thong, she continues playing. She moves on to the next game and increases her winnings again. But then she loses again. She takes off her thong and the croupière shaves off all her hair. With a suitcase full of money, but completely naked and without a hair, she walks out of the casino, gets into her car and drives away.”
Bea smiled contentedly: “A great story! I’m already getting a little wet when you tell it so beautifully. Let me tell you one too. The idea came to me yesterday when Timm and I were watching a movie.”
A kingdom in the time of princes and kings. The king has a fight with a powerful witch – and wins. But the witch curses the prince. He gets a huge dick and tremendous stamina. But he has a huge problem: unfortunately, he fucks the hair off of every woman he jerks off. He is very unhappy about this, but his wife, the future queen of the country, doesn’t mind at all. She lets her prince fuck her according to all the rules of the art, in many positions, vaginally, anally,… everything.
Of course, the wife loses all her hair afterwards, but that doesn’t bother her at all. Her maid notices the whole thing, hidden of course, but it really turns her on to see the future queen going hairless and having so much fun. But the wife is not unhappy about it! She even catches the maid stretching during her next sex session with the prince. But she is not angry with her, she even brings the maid into bed with them. The prince’s wife likes both sexes and has great fun seducing other women. And so the maid wakes up the next morning without a hair on her head.”
“But as I said, the prince has a tremendous stamina, and so his best piece is already standing up again at lunchtime. His wife thinks this is great, of course, so they fuck at the lunch table – in front of the little young woman who serves them the food. Of course she gets involved too, and shortly afterwards she is also rid of her hair. Just like the servant who is supposed to help them dress, and a few more women. So it becomes normal for women to have no hair in the kingdom, and the witch has lost.”
Misaki looked relieved and said: “I had the following idea: the two of us walk through the city, now, with all this snow. We’ll both wear our overknees, short dresses, coats and knitted hats. We go to a spa and both get undressed together. There you can see that you are completely hair-free and I only have a shaved pussy. We sit in the sauna, take a shower and have a massage – with lots of oil. Heated up and a little stimulated by the massage, we go into the changing room.
My hair is totally smeared and sticky from the oil, whereas you look totally smooth. We kiss, stroke our heated bodies and at some point you rub your bare head against my pussy. I come, screaming out my orgasm. You come up again, but you have a razor in your hand and are grinning mischievously. I nod, and in the next scene I’m sitting in front of you, and you make my head as naked as yours. Then we rub oil on my head and now it’s my turn to satisfy you.”
“Great idea! That’s how we do it.” – “Then all we need is a spa where we can do it.” – “A sauna, a pool and a few massage beds in the basement.” – “What? I thought earlier that you had a great villa. But you really have a pool?” – “Yes, come with me!”
“Then, my dear Misaki: Let’s do a smooth start of our business!”
Links to the Bea Stories:
- Why not our men’s hairstyles? (Bea Part 1)
- I don’t need a mane for Christmas! (Bea Part 2)
- Let’s fuck a hair-free path in the long manes of our friends. (Bea Part 3)
- Let’s do a smooth start of our business! (Bea Part 4)
- We’re going to make this little village the capital of hair-free women. (Bea Part 5)
Another fantastic part of the story. Very well written and totally sexy.