Weird Science Part 2

Greetings everyone! I truly appreciate the emails I have received asking for follow ups on several of my storylines. Between work and my private life, I haven’t had too much time to devote to my writing, and I’m sorry. Many of you have asked over the years if there was a way you could help support my writing, so I decided to launch a Patreon site for anyone that might be interested. My goal is to revisit several of my older stories to close the loop or continue to expand them into a single Secretshaver universe :). I’ve included a link to my Patreon page below for anyone who would like to join, but please don’t feel compelled to. With that, please enjoy the continuation of weird science.

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After my late night trip to Mark’s lab, I had the most restless sleep of my life, filled with the strangest dreams! The next morning, I woke up in a puddle of sweat and an otherworldly headache. Upon reaching the bathroom mirror I was reminded that it wasn’t a dream and I was, in fact, completely bald!

“I never thought I would be bald as a cueball after one date?” I told myself as I caressed my perfectly smooth scalp that absolutely shone in the overhead light.

As I stood there admiring the new, hairless me, I began to feel the same throbbing from the previous night on my clitoris. In fact, I could feel the delicate fabric of my panties against my delicate mound. Without hesitation I migrated back to the bed and began to pleasure myself with one hand while caressing my scalp. For some reason, being rendered completely bald was so sexy to myself. The more I rubbed my clit, the more I could feel it throb. Feeling like I was absolutely going to burst into the best orgasm of my life, I began to pinch and tug on it like an angry pimple. Before long, I absolutely exploded with ecstasy and began to spasm and squirt uncontrollably on my bed. 

Out of breath, I stood up to pull my panties up and felt that my clit was significantly more swollen than before. Looking down I could clearly see a bulge through the delicate fabric. Peeking inside I could see that my clit was red, throbbing, and swollen.

“It almost looks like a small dick.” I chuckled to myself before running my finger along the length of it. I decided to leave it alone and go to the wig shop downtown to find some new hair. I got ready and slipped Mark’s ball cap on my slick scalp before heading out. I was sure that I got a few sideways glances as I made my way to “Phoebe’s Hair Boutique,” but I was able to slip in without anyone I know seeing my new look.

“How may I help you today?” Asked a heavenly voice from behind the counter. The woman was tall, athletic and had gorgeous red hair, cut into a blunt bob.

“Your hair would be great.” I joked as I slid the ball cap off of my scalp. “I’ve recently become hairless, and I am in the market for something to keep my office from melting down when they see me next.”

The woman who I assumed was Phoebe smiled warmly as me before pulling the red wig off of her head and walked over to me to help seat it on my scalp. She wasn’t bald, but had her brown hair pulled tightly under a wig cap.

“I think this wig looks phenomenal with your features.” She said as she fussed with the wig to make sure it looked perfect. “I might try to find a vacuum wig with a similar style to create a more secure fit.”

After she finished, she walked me over to a salon chair to see myself in the mirror.

“Wow.” I gasped. “I look sexy.”

“I think you look sexier with a bald head.” She replied with a smile. “But I wouldn’t be a great saleswoman if you left here empty handed.”

I sat there admiring myself in the mirror while she rummaged through the back, before emerging with a identical wig to the one I was wearing.

“This one has a vacuum seal that’ll cling to your scalp much better than a typical wig.” She said as she expertly swapped the wigs out on my head. “If you’re happy with it, you can wear it out, if you’d like.”

“Thank you, Phoebe.” I replied “Do you really think I look better bald?”

“It’s Miranda.” She chuckled. “Phoebe is my mom. And yes, you look absolutely gorgeous with your bald head.”

“Have you ever thought about shaving off that brown hair of yours?” I asked curiously. “If it means anything coming from a bald woman, I think you would look amazing with a slick, bald head.”

“I’ve thought about it, but I always seem to chicken out when I try to do it myself.” Miranda said as she pulled the wig cap off of her head, allowing her brown hair to spill out.

“If it would help, I could always lend a hand.” I said glancing at the salon station and seeing that she had a big, red set of clipped hanging from a hook. 

“Would you really help me become bald?” She asked, peeling the wig from my scalp and running her fingers across my scalp, causing me to purr.

“Only if you let me.” I said as a stood up and guided her to the chair.

Without another word, I picked up Miranda’s clippers and turned them on with a loud pop. I placed them at her hairline and wasted no time to dragged them over her crown, severing her hair and sending it cascading to the floor. Miranda sat there in silence as I moved methodically over her head with the clippers, row by row, before she was left with just a fine covering of brown fuzz. Once the clippers fell silent she reached up and ran her hands over her scalp.

“Yours feels better.” She said with a smile.

“Agree to disagree.” I replied running my hands over her head. “But you may need to take a razor and cream to your head when you get home.”

“I can close up shop early, if you’d like to help me out with that too.” She said before standing up and kissing me passionately on the lips. “I really want to be bald and I’m afraid I’ll chicken out.”

With that, I let Miranda lead me to her car and drive me back to her apartment. We began undressing each other before reaching her bathroom and pulling me into her shower. With the steamy shower beating down on us we kissed each other passionately, exploring each other’s heads. Before long, she produced shaving cream and allowed me to smear it over her perfect head. Having never shaved a head before I took my time and worked hard to ensure that every trace of hair was scraped from her head. After rinsing off, Miranda turned the water off and we migrated to her room before she threw me onto her bad and hurried herself in my hairless pussy. I could feel my clit throb as she focused her attention on it. I could feel her wrap her lips around it and gently suck on it, sending shocks throughout my body! The more she sucked on it, the more I could feel it grow inside of her mouth. 

“That feels so good.” I moaned as I dug my fingers into her smooth scalp. “Please don’t stop.”

At my encouragement, she began to bob up and down, sucking harder on my clit until I was about to explode. Eventually I put my hand on the back of her head and held her to my mound before squirting with ecstasy.

“Never had a squirter before.” Miranda said with a smile, coming up for air. “This is also, pretty impressive.”

I looked down to see what she was referring to and saw that my swollen clit was significantly larger than before and truly began looking like an erect penis.

Before I could comprehend anything in my post orgasm state, Miranda mounted me and slid my clit into her awaiting mound.

“Mmmm that feels amazing inside of me.” She said as she gyrated on top of me.

I could feel myself growing inside of her as she continued. It felt wrong and yet right all at the same time. Before long, Miranda spasmed in her own orgasm before sliding off of me. After she finished, my clit was even more swollen and throbbing than it was before. We cuddled with each other, caressing our heads.”

“You’re the first woman I’ve ever been with.” I said as I kissed her neck. “I hope I didn’t disappoint.”

“You sure fooled me.” She said, kissing me back. “I wouldn’t be apposed with you visiting me again, as long as you promise to help keep me shaved.

She traced her fingers down my body and lightly began fiddling with my swollen clit while we made out with one another. As her tongue explored my mouth, I felt my front teeth wiggle in their sockets, causing a small amount of blood to trickle out of my gums.

“Smile for me.” Miranda said, pausing out passionate moment. “It looks like your two front teeth are bleeding.”

I smiled for her and she took her finger and gently touched it to my tooth. With that gentle touch, the tooth toppled out of my mouth.

“That’s odd.” Miranda said picking the tooth up from the bed to inspect. “Open wide for me.”

I opened my mouth up as far as I could so Miranda could probe all of my teeth.

“I don’t see anything wrong but all of them seem loose.” She said running her fingers over them. “How do you feel?”

“Scared but oddly aroused.” I confessed. “I felt a little wave of euphoria when that tooth slid out.”

“Oh, really?” Miranda asked, kissing me again. “Let’s see how this feels.”

She coaxed me to open my mouth and with no effort at all, she was able to remove the tooth next to my new gap. I moaned with pleasure as she continued to remove my pearly white teeth one at a time. Each tooth extraction came with a satisfying slurping sound as the root slid from my gums until I was left completely toothless. Without missing a beat, Miranda pushed me down and sat on my toothless mouth, allowing me to explore her dripping pussy. As I ate her out, I could feel my clit throbbing for some attention, so I reached down to play with myself until we both exploded with ecstasy.

After a bit of light cuddling, I stood up and went to the bathroom to look at my mouth. It was a foreign sensation to not feel any teeth in my mouth, but I didn’t hate it. I was sure that Mark’s experiment last night was to blame for everything that had happened to me, but I was struggling to be upset about it.

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