Southern Town Summer Cuts

Southern Town Summer Cuts

Leaving The Office

Danielle pulled her waist length, red hair into a high, wavy ponytail to get it off her neck.  The 2 minute walk to her car on the black asphalt from the office was enough to have her sweating, especially during such a hot day.  Her short gray skirt and thin, white, minimal blouse was the least she could wear without HR asking her to cover up, but it didn’t help much in this sticky heat.

“Alright, 1:30, and I’m off early for the weekend.”  She said as she put her car in drive and pressed a high heeled foot into the pedal to head toward her apartment.  Then her phone rang over the car’s speakers.

“Hey, Dany?” Her younger cousin, Clara, asked.  “My car is in for service and I’m going to be late for my hair appointment.  Do you think you could pick me up?”

“Sure, I’m just leaving work. Where are you?” Danielle replied happily.  She had no plans, and liked the idea of hanging out with Clara.  At 19 and 23, they were 4 years apart, but had always enjoyed spending time together at the holidays growing up.

“At the dealer on Main and 4th.  I’ll be outside.” Clara replied.

A few minutes later, a sweaty Clara, wearing a white crop top and tiny athletic shorts on her petite body, was getting in to Danielle’s car.

“Oh my God!” Clara said, wiping her brow.  “I don’t know how you handle it with all that heavy hair.  I’m going in for my summer cut right now to cool me off.  I should have done this a month ago, but I’ve been too busy with school and finals.”

Danielle had just moved here a few weeks prior for work.  She looked over at Clara’s dirty blonde hair, just coming shy of grazing her shoulders.  Growing up, she’d only ever seen Clara with a layered bob at the holidays, or hair around this length in late spring.  “I guess I’m just used to having long hair, but it is way hotter this far south than I’m used to.  I’m struggling hard.”

“I get it.  I’m local, but a lot of girls at my college here aren’t used to it at all.” Clara explained.  “I think some of my sorority sisters that are staying for the summer are getting a cut today to stay cool, too.  This place is the best in town for it.  Turn left up here on 7th.  Then it’ll be in the shopping plaza on the right.”

Danielle turned left and immediately saw a red and white barber pole in the plaza to the right.  “The barber shop?” She asked.

“Yep, you’ll see.  Pull in here.” Clara said.

The Barberette Shop

Danielle parked, and they walked to the building.  On the tinted glass door, white script read:

Cuts for Her

By Ladies, For Ladies

She shrugged, then opened the door and held it for Clara.

Inside was a waiting area and three cutting stations.  There was a hum in the air.  The chairs and decorations screamed “barber shop,” but behind two of the chairs and standing behind the register were three beautiful women with short hair.

“Clara!” Said the smoking hot middle aged blonde rocking a short angled bleached bob behind the register.  She walked over to give Clara a hug, pressing her generous fake breasts against Clara’s.  She wore a black lace body suit that looked straight out of a lingerie catalog, and tiny frayed jean shorts that hung low on her shapely hips and ass, yet left the bottom inch of her cheeks showing.  They were barely ornamental, with the button and zipper left wide open. “I just cut your mom before lunch. She said she knows you’re an adult, but told me to give you the usual anyway.”

They both laughed, and Clara motioned to Danielle.  “Hey Beth, this is Danielle, my cousin.” She explained.  “She’s from up north and is having a little trouble with the heat.”

“We can take care of that.  Let’s get you in the chair first though, girl.” Beth said.

Realization

As Beth threw the cape over Clara, Danielle realized where the humming sound was coming from, and what was happening in the other two chairs.

At the middle chair, the short, curvy, busty stylist with an auburn pixie cut, wearing tiny spandex shorts and a sports bra, was working away, shaping a 20 something year old brunette’s hair with clippers and a comb.

In the furthest chair, a middle aged woman was having a number one blonde buzzcut finished up by a young, tall, slender stylist who was completely bald.  The bald stylist wore a tiny white floral dress, contrasting her ebony skin, with a plunging neck and no sleeves or back.  The pleated fabric came down just barely to the bottom of her butt cheeks, but lifted a few inches when she turned side to side, revealing pink thong panties.

“Wow, they really take keeping cool in the summer seriously here.” She said to herself, seeing Beth turn away from her and realizing she had two inches of faint stubble at her nape below her bob’s weight line.  “Barely any clothes or hair to hold the heat in.”

Beth tightened the cape. “So what will it be?  I’d usually just start cutting per your mom’s instructions.” She said.

“What did mom get?  The usual buzz?” Clara asked. “She came in with a short bob like yours, I think.

“Yep, her bob looked pretty good, too.  Your dad had been keeping her bangs straight and her nape nicely buzzed for her, but I razor shaved her head smooth bald today.” Beth replied in a nonchalant manner. “She liked it so much that she plans on coming in twice a week this summer to maintain it.  Your dad will love it!”

“Oh nice!  That’ll be so comfortable in the heat, and dad is gonna go crazy for it.” Clara said in a completely unsurprised tone.  “Mom always picked the bowl for me when I was younger, but I’ve wanted a buzz for years.  Let’s do that.”

“Sounds great!” Beth replied.  “She’s bringing your sister in for a no-guard buzzcut later instead of the usual summer bowl.”

Danielle was utterly confused by the conversation.  Clara’s mom usually wore her hair in a pixie or very short bob.  And she only remembered Clara and her sister having bowl cuts one time, years ago, when Clara’s dad had brought her to visit at the end of summer.  When had Clara’s mom had a buzzcut?

“A bowl cut?” Danielle asked. “And since when does your mom shave her head?”

“Since as long as I can remember.” Clara said.  “I mean, Mom usually does a buzzcut in summer and not a shave, but you never saw us in the summer growing up.  Our hair was usually grown out a bit by the time we saw you at the holidays.  Both of our hair grows super fast.  My bowl cut and my sister’s usually grew to a short bob by Thanksgiving.  Mom’s takes until Easter to be a bob though since she usually keeps it buzzed most of the summer.”

Danielle was dumbstruck.  “Oh… okay.” She said.  “I had no idea.  I guess I didn’t realize what a summer cut meant around here.  Maybe that’s why none of the women in my office have hair past long bob length.  Most have pixie cuts.  I haven’t even been down here a full month.”

“Yeah, pretty much the norm to go short this time of year here.” Beth said.  “Most of the women in your office will be in next week for a clean shave.  The rest get buzzcuts.  Nothing longer than a zero for those professional ladies! Can’t be sweating on client calls I guess.  If we get a break before the after-school rush, I’m having one of the girls take me smooth.”

Danielle’s head was spinning.  She wondered how she had not known this was a thing.  She thought back to her three weeks at the office.  All the men were buzzed short or bald.  None of the women had hair longer than a chin length bob.  Now that she thought about it, she realized that a lot of women this week were talking about being eager for their summer cuts, throwing around words like “buzz” and “shave” in the break room.  It was all connecting in her mind.

“Zero buzz, or do you want a guard?” Beth asked, bare clippers in hand.

“You know what? Like mother, like daughter.  Let’s make me smooth!” Clara said with a shrug and a smile.

Beth pulled the clippers off their hook.

The girl in the last chair stood up, running her hands through her fresh eighth inch buzz with a big smile on her face, as the door opened and a 40-something mom with a chestnut colored lip-length bob hurried in.

“Hey Karen!” The bald barberette at the last chair said.  “Here for that summer shave?”

“Hey Mary!  Absolutely.” Karen replied. “Can you do it now?  I’m bringing the girls after school for their summer cuts, but I wanted to get mine done before I pick them up.  Have to look good for the final school pick up of the year!”

The bald barberette, Mary, looked at Danielle.  “Do you mind?  Kim will be done with this flat top in a minute and can cut you,” motioning to the middle chair barberette with the red pixie cut.

Accepting Reality

“Please go ahead!” Danielle said.  “I need a few minutes to decide what I’m doing.”  She felt like she needed a lot more than a few minutes.

Karen sat in the final chair, and Mary got to work shearing her, without hesitation or further confirmation. “The usual bowl cuts for the girls this year?” Mary asked.

“Nope.” Karen replied.  “They both want buzzcuts.  Seems like all their friends want buzzcuts this year.  Bowls are out!”

“Well, easier for us.” Mary said, brown hairs falling at her feet.  “Maybe this summer we can put the scissors away and just buzz everyone.”

Beth and Clara were chatting before she started cutting.  “How’s your family?  Husband and daughters handling the heat okay?” Clara asked.

“Oh yeah, absolutely.” Beth replied.  “I started shaving Dan daily a couple months ago, but he had a zero buzz all winter. The twins turned 18 right before thanksgiving, and have wanted to buzz their bowl cuts off ever since. I convinced them to wait until the last month of school, so for the past four weeks I’ve been buzzing them to a #1 every few days. They love it, and it’s driving the boys at school crazy.  They have dates tonight so I need to freshen them up later.

“Oh that’s great! They were cute with bowls, but I bet their dates will love them having fresh buzzcuts.” Clara said, with huge smile on her face as the clippers roared to life.  “I can’t wait to get this hair off myself.  Buzz it to the bone!”

Beth started at the back, moving the bare clippers from the base of her neck up over her crown, dirty blonde hair landing on Clara’s caped shoulders.  Then she got to work on the sides.

Danielle was at a loss.  The woman in the last chair was now having the shaving cream scraped off with a razor and talking about buzzing her daughters’ heads.  Clara was being buzzed to a zero at the moment by a woman with buzzed girls, and she was about to be called up for her cut by Kim.  What the heck was going on?  Did she even have an option besides a buzz?

“Danielle?” Kim said, as she pocketed a few folded bills from her client, who walked out with a tiny white-walled horseshoe flat top with a shaved landing strip.  No hair was more than a quarter inch long, and Danielle couldn’t help but feel she looked incredible. “Ready for you.”

Danielle’s legs felt almost numb as she watched the fresh flat top leave.  She walked up to the chair somewhat wood legged, sitting down slowly.  Kim wrapped a paper strip around her neck and tightened the cape over her.

In the Chair

“So what’ll it be? It looks like you skipped your summer cut for at least the past few years.  Should we start you fresh with a shave?”

“Take it easy on her!” Clara laughed, now sheared to a faint stubble and waiting for Beth to come back with a new can of shaving cream.  “Her version of a summer cut growing up was shoulder length.  She’s never gone short.  Here Dany, feel my head and tell me you don’t want yours like this too.” Clara leaned over to her left as far as she could.

Danielle hesitantly stretched her right hand over and touched Clara’s shadow of stubble with her fingertips.  She couldn’t believe how good it felt, or how cute, and even hot, Clara looked.  Before she realized what she was doing, her whole hand was slowly caressing Clara’s scalp, and she gasped in realization.

“I think that’s a yes.” Clara said, giggling.  “Right Dany?  Just nod if it’s a yes.”

Danielle was frozen, conflicted.  She wanted a zero buzzcut now, but she hadn’t had hair shorter than mid-back since she was a kid.  She’d never even had shoulder length hair, at least not that she could remember. She nodded, and Kim fired up the clippers.

She couldn’t believe what was happening.  She heard the hum of the clippers.  She felt the cool, vibrating steel on the bottom of her neck.  Now up her nape.  Now over the occipital.  Waist length red hairs fell to the floor.  She could feel her head becoming lighter.  The clippers were growing warmer, the hum pulsing through her whole body.  She gripped the armrests, bracing for a visible change in the mirror,  knuckles turning white under the cape.  Then it came.  Kim plunged the bare metal, now almost hot, into her sideburn, going up and over the middle, over and over, bringing her pale scalp out from hiding, the resonance of the vibrations becoming harmonic and building exponentially somewhere private and sensitive.  Her heart was pounding.  Her face was somehow smiling more broadly than she had in months.  The clippers felt searing hot, in a sensual, almost sexual way, as they peeled the final long hairs from her crown, leaving her with a rough, stubbly, red shadow of a buzz.

“And, done.” Mary said to Karen, removing the cape with a flourish.  “Why don’t you let Dany here feel that glassy smooth scalp of yours?  I bet once she touches it, she’ll be asking for the razor.”

Karen walked over to stand in front of Danielle.  She bent forward, hands on the armrests of Danielle’s chair, bringing their faces only inches apart.

Danielle’s trance cracked, but she was still in a cloud of sensation.  She reached up and wasn’t shy about massaging Karen’s head with both hands.  “Oh my God” Danielle said breathily.  She stared into Karen’s huge, piercing green eyes, framed by deep chestnut brows.  Her heart raced even harder.  Her body hummed in that area, despite the clippers being back on their hook.  She knew what she wanted then.  How had a shaved head turned this everyday bobbed mom turned into a sensual, smoking hot MILF?  How had she never realized how sexy women were without hair?  Her perception of female beauty was shattering.  Danielle needed, deeply, in that moment, to be bald.

“Looks like she’ll be matching us soon!” Karen said to Mary with a laugh, as she walked to the door.  “See you in a bit with the girls.”

Beth finished shaving Clara, and walked to Mary’s chair. “Guess it’s my turn!” Beth said.  “Smooth bald seems to be the cut of the day!  Maybe I’ll surprise my girls tonight before their dates and shave them clean too.  They’ll love it, and the boys picking them up will go wild.”

Danielle looked over to see blonde, bob-length hairs falling as Mary clippered Beth to a stubble.  Then she felt the shaving cream on her own head, followed by the scraping razor.

Kim ran the razor over Danielle’s head in every direction, then lathered her with shaving cream again and repeated it. “Just making sure it’s glass smooth like Karen’s.”

A New Danielle

After a hot, damp towel, Kim released Danielle from the cape.  She stood up.  Her sky blue eyes and sharp red brows stood out.  She shuttered as she ran her hands over her smooth head.  She knew she looked hot before, with her long legs, shapely hips and ass, tiny waist, and perfect DD tits, but that version of her couldn’t hold a candle to this new bald version.  She was a new person.

“How much do I owe you?” Danielle asked Kim.  “This is the best cut of my life.”

“First cut’s free.” Kim replied with a smile.  “Want to schedule weekly shaves until end of summer?”

“Let’s do twice a week.” Danielle replied with a smile. “Maybe in the fall I’ll switch to a zero buzz… or keep this.”

Danielle looked in the mirror, soaking in her new self, while Clara came over to inspect.

Kim was feeling left out, being the only one left with hair, so once Beth was shaved clean, she had Mary start buzzing her down in preparation to shave her bald.

Danielle, finalling breaking her gaze from the mirror to look at the sultry and freshly shaved Beth, had to know more.  “So Beth, what’s a normal summer cut for a woman around here?”

“Well…” Beth considered the question.  “Sue Smith got that little flat top from Kim earlier for fun, but she’s coming in next week for a razor shave.  Otherwise, I think everyone who’s had their summer chop is at a #2 or shorter now.  I think it’s pretty evenly split between clean, zero, #1, and #2.  It would be an odd sight to see an adult woman with anything longer than that by July around here.

Kim spoke up as her head was scraped clean with the razor. “Some women stop buzzing or shaving in August, and try to have a bob before next summer.  Honestly, though, that’s the very small minority, like Karen who was in earlier.  About half don’t start growing it until early fall and maintain a little pixie all winter, and about half keep a buzzcut all winter.  Clean shaves year-round aren’t too common for the ladies like they are for men.”

Clara’s Sisters

A few minutes later, everyone was shaved clean, feeling nice and cool, and chatting.  The door opened, and a group of six beautiful college girls walked in wearing only sports bras and tiny spandex shorts.  They were all dripping sweat, with their hair in high ponytails and messy buns.

“Girls!” Clara shouted excitedly.  “I’m so glad you made it before I left.  Beth, these are my sorority sisters.  They’re here for summer cuts!”  Clara went over to hug her overheated friends.

Beth looked at the clock while the sorority sisters felt Clara and Danielle’s smooth heads and gushed over how beautiful they were bald.

“Well, I have bad news and good news for you.  It’s the last day of school before summer.” Beth explained. “All the school moms and teachers already got sheared and shaved this week, but there’s only about 30 minutes until we’re overrun by moms bringing their girls after the last day of school for buzzcuts before the first weekend of summer break.”

The sorority sisters all looked dejected and disappointed.

“The good news is we have 6 of you needing cuts, and 3 barberettes.  We can have you all buzzed short and shaved clean and by then, just like us.” Beth said. Then she pointed to the three on the right. “Let’s get you three in the chairs first!”

The ladies all laughed and talked happily as the barberettes made sure every head in the room was smooth and shining.

Postscripts

Not Long After

That weekend, around town, and the next week at work, Danielle received tons of compliments.  Several attractive, shaved men in the office and around town asked if they could take her out.  All the women in the office were abuzz with talk of summer cuts, most deciding to shave smooth this year instead of getting their usual summer buzzcuts.

By the end of the week, nearly every single woman in the office was smooth and smiling, with a few keeping zero buzzes, and only Janet in accounting left with a #1.  Janet shaved smooth the the following week.

The Sorority

August came around, and the sorority house was filling back up.  Clara and the six others who had stayed the summer were still shining bald, having had twice a week shaves.

All the returning girls were familiar with summer cuts.  A few had short hair still growing out from before the summer break, but most had sported tight buzzcuts all summer back home. They all went back to Cuts for Her to have their heads shaved smooth.

The new pledges, many from up North and struggling in the heat with their long hair, were in awe of how beautiful, cool, and comfortable the bald sorority sisters were, and most went to the barberettes to get matching shaves the first week.  By the end of the second week, they were all buzzed or bald.

Danielle’s New Routine

Not long after her first shave, Danielle had hit it off with Kris.  He worshipped her and her smooth head.  They were living together at his place by the end of August.

Kris shaved his own head every morning and evening, and offered to maintain Danielle’s too.  She gladly accepted.  Every Saturday through Thursday, Kris shaved Danielle smooth in the shower before bed.

Every Friday after work, Danielle went to Cuts for Her for her shave.  She and the barberettes had become friends, and it was a weekly tradition for the girls in her department at work to get a fresh Friday shave by Beth, Kim, and Mary, then change into slutty outfits and head out for happy hour drinks together.

Home for the Holidays

The holidays came, and Danielle got ready to visit home with Clara and her family, and to introduce Kris to her parents.

Things looked a little different this Thanksgiving.  Instead of growing their hair for winter, Clara and her mom had #1 buzzcuts. Clara’s little sister had a short pixie, grown out from her summer buzz.  Danielle was still smooth bald, having had a fresh shave every day since August.  Her parents were entirely unphased, having grown up in Clara’s hometown before moving North.

“So Kris, you’re keeping Danielle bald?” Danielle’s father said.

“She was bald when we met.  I just help her maintain it sir.” Kris replied.

Danielle’s father beamed with pride.  “Good man.  That’s a beautiful style, isn’t it love?” He turned to his wife.

“You look so beautiful, honey.” Danielle’s mom said.  “I used to be smooth bald in summer and buzzed short the rest of the year.  Your father kept it up for me for a few months when we moved here, but when that first winter hit, I decided to try growing it long for a change.”

“You could do it again.” Danielle’s father replied.  “Your hair is lovely, but bald always suited you so well.”

“Then I’ll make an appointment for Monday.” Danielle’s mom replied with a  smile, twirling a chest length, white streaked red lock around her finger.  “For a clean shave.  I can’t wait.”

“Make it after 5, mom.” Danielle’s older sister said, looking at her waist length blonde waves.  “I can join you after work for matching cuts.  I’ve been wanting to try something new for a while, and if I don’t like it. I can just grow it back out.”

Next Spring

Spring approached summer, and there was a clear shift in town from prior years, as far as women’s hairstyles went.

Danielle had only seen a few adults grow out a short bob.  Some women sported a short flat top or short, buzzed pixie.  Bowl cuts weren’t unpopular, but the majority of bowls were kept high above the brows and ears, with tight or shaved undercuts.  More women had maintained a buzzcut all winter, though.

With how many girls decided to keep buzzcuts all year, Clara’s sorority had trained a few girls with the clippers and razor, and created a mini barberette’s shop in the sorority house.  All the sorority sisters, and many of their friends at school, kept zero buzzcuts for the whole school year so far, and many had already started to shave smooth for summer.  Clara still went back to Cuts for Her on Fridays to see the barberettes and meet up with Danielle.

Danielle hadn’t missed a shave from Kris or the barberettes in over nine months, besides the two days she’d flown home to visit her family in April.  During that visit, she’d gone to a local barberette, where her mom and older sister were now regulars for smooth shaves twice a week.

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