Forced Haircuts

Hidden Wishes

Hidden Wishes

Hidden Wishes by Barber Jos

To be the wife of a man with a good, exciting job in a tropical country; and you, sometimes doing nothing, while one servant cleans the house, anothe

Rhonda: Crime Doesn't Pay

Rhonda: Crime Doesn’t Pay

Rhonda: Crime Doesn’t Pay – Vam

Guilty! Guilty of possession of stolen goods. “Young lady, since this is your first offense I am going to send you to the county reformatory for

Going

Going, Going, Gone

Going, Going, Gone – Greg

My wife Karen had always been rather conservative as far as her looks were concerned. One thing about her was the fact that she could look good dressed

Rite of Passage

Rite of Passage

Rite of Passage – Shea

So here’s what happened…

I had been plotting this hairstyle change for a long, long time. I bought hair magazines, studying all the styles and imaginin

Trip

Trip

The Trip by David2505

I turned the TV on to catch the news when I came into the hotel room. New England was having its worst blizzard of the year. Freezing cold and bitter winds.

Apprehension XXX

Apprehension XXX

Fear

Eve had always wanted to do it. She was shy, she was worried what the others would think. The thoughts of going through with it were terrifying but tantalizing at the same ti

Crewcuts in Past and Present

Crewcuts in Past and Present

Crewcuts in Past and Present by Barber Jos

I look at the row of pictures, mainly of my head, starting at the age of ten and ending now, 35 years later. I see the soft round face

Hair Crisis

Hair Crisis

Hair Crisis by Jack Milton

Note: This fantasy describes a dangerous practice. Do not try it.

Melissa is the most beautiful woman I know. It’s not so much her face — which is mo

Amy Needed a Friend

Amy Needed a Friend

For years I had had a crush on Amy. She was the prettiest girl in the whole school. She was about 5’6″ with shoulder-length blonde hair and a great figure. To top it all off she wa

Shredded Wheat

Shredded Wheat

Shredded Wheat by Sabrina S

Surreptitiously Nina passed the note across the aisle to Cheryl. Ms Kent, the deputy principal, was still writing on the blackboard, patiently trying