A smooth act

Maida struggled to keep a straight face as she sat on a stool with her head and face lathered with whip cream. Rather than shaving her, Ichiko had instead pied her with whip cream, then decided to turn her head into a makeshift cake.

"Talk about improv. They tell me to cook, but I don't know how," Ichiko smiled as she plopped a cherry atop Maida's creamy head.

It was just like back in high school...

...

Forced to be in a talent show by teachers and parents, a young Maida found herself tied to a chair backstage. "And this will win us the show, how!?"

"You'll find out," Ichiko giggled as she pulled out a pair of hair clippers.

"You shave my head, you're dead."

"Relax, I got everything planned out."

"That's why I can't relax!"

"Um, you two know you're doing this backstage, right?" a nervous student asked.

Ichiko simply laughed and assured her everything was fine, asking her to instead help her drag Maida and all her props out on stage. Once on stage, the act began.

"So Miss, care for a trim?" Ichiko asked as she flicked on the clippers.

Now sporting a piece of duct tape over her mouth, Maida could only let loose a series of muffled protests as she frantically struggled to break free.

"Sounds like a "Mmhmm" to me well let's- hmm. These sound OK? They don't sound like they're working," Ichiko frowned as she pretended the clippers weren't working.

Then to everyone's shock, she drove the clippers right down the middle of her hairline before shrugging and tossing them aside, claiming they really were busted.

"Sorry, looks like there's nothing I can do to trim that slop off. Oh well, guess we'll just shampoo," Ichiko giggled as she began lathering Maida's hair with whip cream.

Even though she kept her hair, and even won the show, the entire experience was still greatly humiliating for poor Maida.

"And are you seriously going to go around with a reverse mohawk?" Maida grumbled as she walked down the halls with Ichiko the next day.

"I mean, makes more sense to leave it be and let it grow than shaving the rest of my head to match," Ichiko shrugged.

"I hope the disciplinary committee shaves you bald."

"They said it was fine. Besides, they wouldn't wanna make me bald. I'd arouse all the guys and even some cute girls like you if I was all gleaming and smooth."

"Then clearly you don't even have street smarts. Not only do I have no romantic attraction for women, especially you, but I doubt no more than possibly 1 to 5, if I'm being generous, students would even have a fetish for bald girls."

Ichiko began to pout and motioned for Maida to follow her to the bathroom. Maida could guess Ichiko was going to ask her to shave her, which she would actually say yes to, in hopes of humiliating her.

And sure enough, that was the case. Given free reign, Maida made sure to make Ichiko as smooth as possible, leaving her completely bald and browless. And when the freshly shaved baldy walked into class, laughter. Everyone was laughing at her. Not even a single student in the greater student body found any attraction in her bald state either. And Maida could care less, until a video surfaced of her shaving Ichiko, resulting in teachers and staff levying bullying accusations against her.

Ichiko defended her, but with a catch. "Mañana would never bully me. In fact she's my lover. Even said she'd shave her head n' brows to match cute smooth me."

And thus, Maida ended up leaving the counseling office bald and browless.

"You bitch, you forced me into this!" Maida trembled, her face flush red with embarrassment.

"Relax, your hair was a rat nest anyway, but now you get a fresh start. Now we can grow out are hair together as we grow old together," Ichiko smiled as she planted a kiss on Maida's cheek, further flustering poor Maida.

And from that day forward, Maida truly hated Ichiko from the bottom of her heart. When she eventually graduated, she hoped she'd never see her again, but that wasn't meant to be.

...

In the present, Maida struggled to hold back her tears of embarrassment as Ichiko licked the whip cream off her head and face. She wanted to slap her, run away too, but she couldn't. And worse, the audience was enjoying every second of this.

"Yo, mommy Maida's going full kink in front of her students. Based fucking teacher," Iori grinned under her mask as she gleefully filmed everything.

"Yeah, Maida-sensei really is an attractive and badass woman," Okisato nodded as he nonchalantly stuffed his bleeding nose with tissues.

"So when you wanna do that shit to me?" Iori blushed as she snuggled up close to Okisato.

Okisato let out a sigh as he struggled to keep his feelings in check. Iori was a sexy young woman, in fact she ironically meshed well with him. But romance of any kind was off the table. Both until he became an adult, and until the threat of the DESPERs truly were gone. Thus, he decided to reveal that to Iori in order to get her to back down, which surprisingly worked.

"Heh? We just gotta kill off the DESPERs in order to have- ACHOO! In order to have sex? I'm fucking down."

On second thought, revealing his motives ended up being a dammed if you do, dammed if you don't moment. But still, Okistao felt Iori could handle the challenge. In a sense, it was as if he had manipulated her into doing his bidding, but thoughts like that weren't in his mind currently as up on stage, shit was about to get even kinkier.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my smooth kinky girlfriend, Mañana Maida!" Ichiko smiled as she gave Maida's head a mighty smack and kiss.

For once, Maida wished she had been gagged as now there was nothing to stop the aroused moan from escaping her lips. And just as quickly, she regretted that wish as well, as Ichiko decided to shut her up with a French kiss.

"And that's the main act. As thanks for coming, you're all invited to our wedding n' honeymoon," Ichiko smiled and bowed as Maida trembled behind her.

"W- We are NOT married!"

"Not yet. So wanna get hitched?" Ichiko smiled as she knelt on one knee and presented Maida with a lollipop ring in a box.

"No, and if in your deluded mind we somehow are already married, we're henceforth, permanently divorced!" Maida fumed as she smacked away the ring and stormed away in embarrassment.

Ichiko turned to the audience, and shrugged before rising once more to take a bow, this time to decent applause.

"Wouldn't call that traditional comedy, but it was hilarious as fuck," Iori thought as she let out yet another sneeze.

However, the show wasn't over just yet.

"Hmm, seems Mañana ran off. That means it's volunteer time! Who here wants to help mommy do her hair?"

Sensing what Ichiko might be implying," Okisato's hand began to rise, as did Iori's. But neither of them got called on, instead Ichiko pointed to someone in the back.

Turning, Okisato noticed Skaberghast, and immediately began getting consumed with rage, but not for the reason one might think. "Don't you dare get any closer to-"

"You in the back! The girl with the platinum blonde hair... with the headphones on," Ichiko called out.

That quickly brought Okisato back to reality as the girl in question looked up and began heading to the stage.

"Well that sucks, we could have gotten you having PTSD about mommy Kana. But guess this works fine too," Skaberghast thought as he laid down on the now empty seat next to him.

As for the girl in question, Iori's eyes widened as she recognized her. "YO! It's Soraya clan's Venera!"

"Soraya clan?" Okisato asked.

Soraya clan was a famous gaming clan based in Albania. All it's members were required to add the suffix, "-Soraya" after their first name, making Venera's official name, Venera-Soraya Shehu. However, that was only for official documentation purposes as all members, Venera included, were simply referred to as their given first name.

"So what's your name?" Ichiko asked.

"Venera," Venera flatly stated.

"So Venera, care to make a little wager? Whoever loses goes bald."

"Actually, I'm already on bald row, so I can't be going bald before my scheduled date."

"Oh hoh!? And that is?"

Venera briefly pulled Ichiko aside and whispered something to her.

"Ah, totes understand... Sorry folks, no bet. Instead, we're skipping straight to the bonus stage," Ichiko smiled as she wrapped a towel around herself and sat down on the stool.

"Guess this means I get to cut your hair outright. So what ya in for, mommy?" Venera asked.

"Hmm, Mommy was thinking of bald, just like mommy Mañana. So smooth head, no brows, no lashes, and a hot wax n' depilatory creamin' if ya don't mind."

"So mommy's a based gamer girl. You rock," Venera nodded as she fetched all the materials from Ichiko's prop bag.

Then began the shaving. Ichiko's short pink hair was buzzed down in seconds, and soon encased in shaving cream along with her eyebrows.

"Ara, ara. I haven't been this smooth since Mañana shaved me back in high school."

"You shaved your head back in school? Based."

"And to be even more based, just like back then, I don't wear socks," Ichiko smiled as she twiddled her sneaker in the air.

"So you just shove your bare feet in your sneaks... Based. Your baby girl does too."

"Ara, ara. Like mother like daughter."

Once the shaving was complete, it was onto the wax.

"Ara, I've never had my head waxed before," Ichiko giggled.

"Well then you bout to be mondo based, mommy," Venera nodded as she smeared a glob of wax over Ichiko's mouth.

As Ichiko sat there with her head and face encased in wax, Venera got to work plucking all her eyelashes out. Then it was wax off and depilatory cream time. And after that, an oil massage and Ichiko Rojas was now just as bald as Maida.

"Ara, ara. I really pulled off a smooth act," Ichiko giggled.

"Yeah, you look bald... and sexy hot based," Venera flatly nodded.

"Ara, you into bald women too?"

"No..."

Venera shifted her gaze away and headed back to her seat as Ichiko thanked everyone for coming.

"This time, it is the end of the show. Now wonder how the girls are all gonna react when momma comes back to the room all bald? Do I hear bets on disownment?"

Silence.

"Ahaha. I'm bald," Ichiko nervously laughed as she slapped her head, eliciting some pity claps from the crowd.

"Well, I'll leave a 10 out of 10. It was hot," Skaberghast snickered as he got up and headed out.

Another one who felt the same was Okisato, but at the moment, he was a bit preoccupied with not bleeding out.

"YO Oki-kun! Your bald fetish is THAT intense!?" Iori gasped as she stared at the rope of blood red tissues stuffed into Okisato's nostrils.

"... I don't know what you're talking about. It's just a severe nosebleed," Okisato lied.

"... I won't tell Mimo-chan. Unless you're into harems and want her bald with me."

And ironically enough, Okisato's nose stopped bleeding after that very quip, allowing him to discard the tissues and appear normal once more.