Jill stood there with the razor and can of shaving cream in her hands. The smirk on her face looked devilish, but quickly softened as she reviewed my expression.
“I thought we were doing this.” She said placing the items onto the counter. “I thought this was exactly what you asked for.”
“You look beautiful.” I said, with my mouth running dry. “But I don’t know if that’s what I want for myself right now.”
“The more I look at the mess of hair on your head, the more I want for it to go away.” She replied in a hypnotic state. “I don’t know why, but I am physically repulsed by your hair right now.”
“But what will they say at work?”
“Once we get that rat’s nest off of your head, I imagine they will say good riddance!” Jill said as she took my hand and placed it on her perfect scalp. “Doesn’t it feel lovely?”
“It really does.” I said as I explored her slick head.
“What if I start slow, and gave you a small bald spot of your own?” She asked with a soft purr. “Small, and barely noticeable to anyone besides us.”
“Okay.” I said as I kissed her head. “Only a small one, for now.”
Jill picked up her shaving cream and put a little dollop on the crown of my head, and massaged it in using a single finger. She then took her razor and began making small, intentional strokes where she put the shaving cream. Within a few minutes, she finished and ran her finger nail over the spot.
“How does that feel, baby?” She asked. “I love seeing that virgin scalp of yours glisten in the light.”
My hand migrated to where Jill’s finger was caressing me, and I could feel the small bald patch that she created for me. It felt perfectly smooth.
“It does feel nice.” I said as my finger traced the perimeter of the spot. “Is it very noticeable?”
“Only because I know where to look, my darling.” She said, as she planted a kiss on my cheek. “But it’s hardly noticeable.”
“It really does feel nice.” I said again. “Maybe, I’d be okay if you made it slightly bigger.”
“I would love to do that for you, baby.” She purred with excitement.
Without missing a beat, Jill picked up the shaving cream and squirted out another dollop into her hands before she massaged it into and around my freshly shaved spot. She then took out her razor and again made short, deliberate strokes to widen my bald spot. After she finished, she took her finely manicured nails and gently caressed my new found baldness.
“That feels glorious.” I said as she touched the spot. “Is it very noticeable.”
“More noticeable than before, but exponentially more wonderful.”
I reached up and could feel that the spot was significantly larger than it was before.
“Jill.” I said a little panicked. “I thought you were only going to make it a little wider.”
“Oh we can still cover it up, love.” Jill said as she pulled my hair into a bun. “A well-placed up-do is all you need to hide your bald spot.”
I loved how smooth the spot felt as I continue to explore my semi-hairlessness with my fingers.
“How much bigger could you make the bald spot where a messy bun could still cover it?” I asked.
“Only one way to find out.” Jill said as she picked back up the shaving cream and razor.
I could feel the juices absolutely ooze out of me as she rubbed more shaving cream onto my head. She wasted no time taking her razor to my bald spot. I could tell that she was taking the utmost care as she expertly removed the hair from my head. Each stroke from her razor brought me closer and closer to climax. My hands drifted down to my throbbing clit, pleasuring myself as she worked. It didn’t occur to me how much Jill was shaving until I felt her pull the razor into my hairline.
“But…” I started so say as I continued to masterbate feverishly.
“We both know that you’re going to be bald today.” She said as she continue to make quick work of the fringe that remained at my disappearing hairline. “Let me keep working, so we can both get what we want right now.”
I stopped resisting and let Jill continue her work until she completely finished shaving the top of my head, leaving the back and sides untouched.
“Looking much better.” She said as she dragged her fingernails across my head and I exploded with ecstasy. “Good girl.”
I reached up sheepishly and ran my hands over my new baldness. “I must look ridiculous.”
“A little.” Jill said with a smile. “Nothing a good combover can’t fix, or you can tell me to shave you nice and bald.”
“I’d rather be bald than look like a middle-aged man.” I said, resigning myself to my fate. “Will you please shave me?”
“I don’t think you want it bad enough.” Jill said with a smirk. “Your gorgeous, naked, and bald wife, wants you to be as bald as me.
“Shave me.” I pleaded. “I want to be as bald as you.”
“No.” Jill said. “Because even though I shaved you, I can still see the shadow of your hair beneath your skin.”
“I’ll need to get something from my lab to help make it go away.” I said with tears in my eyes.
“The same stuff you used on me, my dear?” She said with a devilish grin. “I figured something from your lab helped me to shed that awful mess.
“I’m so sorry, Jill!” I replied. “I should have asked.”
“I’m not mad at you, love.” Jill said. “But, you will make it up to me. Go to your lab and bring me what I need to make you as bald as me.”
“I can’t be seen like think.” I said with a sob. “I look ridiculous.”
“It’s honestly growing on me.” She said with a smirk. “But if it makes you happy, I’ll find you a ball cap that you can wear on the way in.”
Jill migrated to our walk-in closet and began digging through old boxes until she found a baseball cap from college. She playfully pulled it down over my head to cover up where she shaved.
“To the untrained eye, you look like a busy woman with a bad hair day.” Jill said with a chuckle. “Now, hurry home, so we can finish the job.”
I pulled on some clothes before hopping into my car to head to the lab. The top of my scalp felt so sensitive from the recent shaving, that the course material from the ball cap felt scratchy against my skin. Once I got onto the interstate, I pulled the cap off to let my scalp breathe, and I caught a glance of myself in the rearview mirror. As ridiculous as I felt with only a horseshoe of hair left on my head, I was starting to warm up to the look, just like Jill had said.
“I can’t wait for the rest of it to go away.” I caught myself saying as I pulled into the parking lot.
I quickly donned my baseball cap and grabbed my badge before making my way through security. Although I got a few sideways glances, I was able to get into my lab space without too much notice. Once I was there, I went to work drawing a new syringe of the serum. My hand shook as I capped off the syringe and placed it into my coat.
“All work and no play isn’t very healthy, Crystal.” I heard a voice call out from behind me.
“Mark!” I replied in surprise. “You startled me!”
“I could say the same for you.” Mark said as he took a swig from his soda, before capping it back off.
“I was just grabbing some work to take home.” I tried to cover. “No big deal.”
“Did it take a full 12 hours for Jill to become bald as a cueball?” Mark asked with a smirk. “Inquiring minds just have to know.”
“I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” I replied. “Speaking of Jill; I need to get home to her.”
“Okay then.” Mark said, stepping away from the doorway. “I suppose you don’t need a dose of the reversal agent after all.”
“Yep.” Mark said as he took another swig. “If the test subject receives the reversal dose within 24 hours of the initial dose, I’ve seen a complete remission of symptoms.”
“And what happens after 24 hours?” I asked.
“Permanent baldness.” He replied.
“I really do have to get going.” I said as I walked past Mark. “Jill is expecting me to be home.”
“Good luck!” Mark called out. “I bet she looks amazing bald!”
As soon as I got into the car, I ripped off my ball cap and ran my hands over my sweaty scalp, before speeding home. Once I got inside I found Jill, wearing nothing but an apron and high heels, in the kitchen.
“Oh, hello dear.” She said with a smile. “I had a crazing for something sweet, so I’m making us a batch of cookies.”
“I have the serum!” I said, out of breath.
“Good girl.” She said as she walked towards me. “Tell me what to do.”
“I just need for you to inject the serum into my scalp, and it should start immediately killing the roots of my hair.” I said, handing the syringe to Jill. “It shouldn’t take more than 12 hours before I am as bald as you are.”
“And you want to be as bald as me?” She asked, as she dragged her fingernails over my scalp.
“Yes.” I said with a moan. “Please make me as bald as you.”
“The process was very uncomfortable.” She said as she uncapped the syringe. “Like an itch that no amount of scratching will make go away.”
“I’m sorry Jill.” I said with tears in my eyes. “Please take my hair away from me. Make me as bald and as beautiful as you.”
I lowered my head and felt Jill begin to caress me, before I felt the sharp sting of the needle go into my scalp. Soon, I could feel the warmth of the serum as she depressed the plunger. The warmth quickly spread across my scalp, and I knew that my fate was sealed. Jill pulled my remaining hair into a tight ponytail, before securing it with a hair tie.
The itch came almost immediately, starting with the injection site and slowly expanding over the crown of my head. Having been through it before, Jill knew just how to scratch, as she dug her nails into my scalp.
“I can see that nasty shadow on your head, slowly going away, Crystal.” She said as she focused her efforts. “I hope it isn’t nearly as uncomfortable as what I went through last night.”
I only purred in response. As she continued to scratch my head, I began burying myself in her dripping pussy. Before long, I felt Jill push my head into her vagina as she convulsed with an orgasm. I continued to lap away at her juices as her nails made quick work of my dead hair follicles. We spent much of our day in bed, making love to one another. Jill eventually equipped her strap on and began pummeling me doggy style, as she held onto my ponytail for support. Each pump brought be closer and closer to climax. The pressure on my scalp was intense as she continue to pull my hair without mercy, until I felt an immediate sense of relief, as I began squirting all over the bed. I could feel Jill slip out of me, as turned over to lay down. That’s when I looked up, panting, and saw Jill holding my ponytail in her hand.
“You look much better now.” She said as she discarded the hair onto the bed. “Now I finally have a beautiful bald wife, just like you do.”
That’s a nice ending. I like that Jill made her ask for it. I might have a story that could see some characters visit the Razor’s Edge salon. How would you feel about someone else using that concept (and maybe the stylist characters?)
I appreciate you asking. I’ve always been flattered when others are inspired by my work and take creative license with them. I just ask that you give credit to the source material at the start of your story.