After being expelled from high school, Katie had no choice when her parents sent her to military boarding school. It was her senior year of high school, and Katie did not want to be sent across the country to finish off her high school career, but her parents were so upset about her being caught smoking dope at a school event that she was not about to argue. Besides, Katie was a beautiful 18-year-old girl. With her big blue eyes and her long blonde hair, she was sure to make new friends quickly. She was a little nervous about the “military discipline” her parents had told her about, but she was sure she could handle it.
Her first day at her new school wasn’t so bad. It turned out she was one of 11 transfer girls, and they arrived separately from the rest of the students. The other girls all seemed to be pretty nice, and most of them were fairly attractive. In her experience, Katie had learned that attractive girls tended to be “better people”, so this made her feel better. Most of the day was taken up moving in to her dorm and saying goodbye to her parents. At the end of the day, the 11 new girls were called into the activities center for a meeting.
The new girls were chatting among themselves when Ms. Hoffman called them to attention and began her induction speech. She told the girls how they were being reformed from their previous lives of sin, and how they would spend their time practicing good military discipline and preparing for a good and wholesome adult life. She then pointed to a single chair sitting in the center of the room and informed the girls that they would now receive their military haircuts and begin the rest of their lives.
Instructor Hoffman then pointed to the girl to Katie’s left and told her to sit in the chair. After the stunned sophomore slowly made her way into the chair, Ms. Hoffman wasted no time tying a cape around her neck and hoisting a giant pair of scissors. The other girls watched in shock as her shoulder-length red hair was gathered into a rough ponytail and savagely scissored off. The poor girl began crying in front of her new classmates just as Ms. Hoffman put down the scissors and turned on her clippers. Quickly her chin was forced against her ample breasts as the remains of her beautiful red hair was shorn into a short crewcut.
As this was going on, Katie became more and more excited. She had always been fascinated with haircutting and had always wanted to cut her long hair short. Her excitement all but exploded when she saw Ms. Hoffman shake the mountain of red hair off the girl’s lap and tell her to choose who would be next. The girl meekly pointed to a plain looking girl at the end of the line, and Ms. Hoffman told the second girl to sit. This new girl, who Katie had earlier learned was named Gina, immediately began to sob and slowly made her way to the chair. The next surprise came when Ms. Hoffman turned to the newly shorn redhead and told her she was to cut Gina’s hair. Katie couldn’t help but smile.
Katie watched as the still crying redhead picked up the scissors and began haphazardly chopping away at Gina’s long brown hair. After cutting her hair into a very rough chin length bob, she was handed the clippers and told to finish the job. By this time Gina was struggling, but Ms. Hoffman’s assistants were holding her down. Gina’s finished haircut was a quarter inch long all over. Ms. Hoffman then told her to choose the next girl. Katie watched with barely concealed joy as 7 more of her classmates were shorn. By the time it was her turn in the chair, there was an incredible pile of hair on the floor.
Katie took her seat without resistance or tears. She smiled as the cape was tied around her neck, and tossed her shoulder length blonde hair one last time. She closed her eyes as the most recently shorn girl picked up a handful of her beautiful hair and began cutting a few inches from her scalp. As she watched her blonde hair accumulate in her lap, she became more and more excited until she heard the clippers pop to life behind her. At this point she slowly lowered her head into her chest and smiled as the young, newly clippered girl behind her ran her clippers up through her thick blonde hair.