Baby girl, don't cry

Ilze grunted in discomfort as her head and face were viciously washed, yet remaining unwavering in her resolve.

"Tough girl alright, but I guess that's the case when you got someone you're fighting for," Melisha snarled as she sat Ilze up and tightly wrapped her wet soggy hair up in rollers.

"Ngh mmphmmph ngh? Ngh mmph ngh mmph ngh ngh mmph [Giving me a perm? Always wanted to try it out]," Ilze smugly huffed, much to Melisha's annoyance.

Melisha angrily smeared the beauty cream all over Ilze's face, but rather than shave her on the spot, she decided to actually give her a proper perm, even removing the rollers and beauty cream once it was over.

"Ngh, ngh ngh mmph ngh mmph mmph [Wow, now I could twin with Ināra]," Ilze thought as she gawked at her now curly blonde hair.

"You'll only twin with your wife if she goes bald too," Melisha snarled as she flicked on the clippers and began shearing Ilze.

Tears welled up in Gundega's eyes as she watched the woman she looked up to shaved bald. Yet not a tear even bubbled up in Ilze's eyes, not when all her hair was buzzed off, not when her head was lathered with shaving cream and shaved smooth, nor when her head was lathered up once more and her eyebrows were buzzed, lathered, and shaved smooth.

"Ngh mmph ngh mph ngh. Mmph ngh mmph ngh mmph, ngh mmph ngh ngh mmph mph[I'm kind of enjoying this. Sucks that you gagged me, as I'd love to talk aloud]," Ilze giggled as her face and exposed skin were encased in shaving cream.

"Oh don't worry, I can understand gag-talk. And if you want to be converted to the bald fetishist ways, this here's a brand new can of shaving cream," Melisha snickered as she began shaving Ilze.

Ilze wasn't afraid, in fact, she embraced every moment of it.

Gundega was still in tears, thinking Ilze was just being brave for her sake. "Ilze... I'm sorry. You're going to be warped and humiliated all because of me. I'm sorry... I'M SORRY!" she thought as Melisha finished with the shaving and began encasing Ilze in wax.

"Mmph ngh mmph ngh mmph mmph ngh mmph mmph mmph ngh mmph mmph ngh mmph ngh ngh mmph mmph [Well now I don't need to worry about my sneakers and bra top blending in with the shaving cream]," Ilze giggled as she gawked at her wax-encased self in the mirror before closing her eyes, allowing Melisha to pluck her eyelashes out.

As for the other stylists, they had finished up with the previous group and were busy servicing the likes of Zsa Zsa, Jolán, Maila, Õnne, Marianne, Heidi, Nela, and Snežana, all of whom had now reached round two of the shaving cream, having just had their eyebrows shaved off and their faces and exposed skin encased in shaving cream.

"My son's going to be able to brag that his mommy was wild enough to shave all her hair off. Hmm, I wonder how they'll all react when I come home bald," Jolán thought.

"Looks like we got some cream pointers over here," Lili giggled as she and Raissa respectively finished encasing Nela and Marianne in shaving cream, eliciting angry grunts from Nela and Marianne.

"And over here we've got the yodeling idol looking fresh off a snowy peak of the Alps. Feel like yodeling?" Irja sneered.

Heidi went red in the face, turning the shaving cream pink as she tearfully shook her head, "No".

Zsa Zsa was perhaps the only one of the group showing no emotion, as baldness didn't even register with her as something to be trifled with. All that was on her mind was proving her chess supremacy.

As for the waiting area, only Yekta, Keira, and Yara were unrestrained as Mayane angrily tried to break free from her restraints to no avail. Sitting next to her were tow people each with towels wrapped around their heads and faces, preventing all from seeing their faces. But thanks to the clear plastic capes they had been garbed in, it was easy to tell by their clothes that they were Esti and Isidora.

As for Ilze, she was quickly unwaxed after having all her eyelashes plucked out, but then waxed again and again until the bottle of wax was empty. This allowed the others to finish up their waxing and eyelash plucking stage around the same time as her, meaning all would reach the depilatory cream and laser stage together.

Then came the oiling before everyone had their now smooth and shiny bald heads slapped, eliciting aroused muffled moans from all, even the stoic Zsa Zsa who unsuccessfully tried to control her reaction to the sensation of having her freshly shaved head slapped.

"How dare you humiliate Zsa Zsa like this!" she angrily thought as she glared and blushed as she and the others were encased in beauty cream.

"And now you're both bald. Hope you two do well in the tournament, cuz if not... I'll be a little sad someone so resolved and proud to embrace baldness as you would no longer grace the world," Melisha whispered into Ilze's ear.

Ilze raised a browless brow, but was unable to process it fully as she and Gundega were sealed in the pods, causing them both to drift off to sleep under the beauty cream.

"So now do we service the two cop girls?" Alice nervously asked as she turned towards Esti and Isidora.

"Not yet... Actually, shave them just like the Kiwi elves. They're not likely to be eligible to participate, but we can at least punish them for thinking they could disrupt things. Oh, but make sure there's a MASSIVE delay for their shave footage. I don't want Interpol ruining the big music video Malasangre's got planned," Melisha glared.

"Ara, ara. Malasangre? That must be why Fidelma ditched you, mummy," Sorcha giggled as she ushered Keira over to a chair.

"I may not be happy ye're servin' Brits, but I'm always proud ye're me daughter," Keira smiled as she sat down.

"You know perfectly well why I ran away from Ireland."

"Yeah, worst mistake I made marrying that scum, but it had one benefit of producing you. Now show ye're hot mum how ye seduced ye're wives n' girlfriends with ye're shavin'. I didn't wear me finest sneakers n' mum jeans for nothing," Keira smiled as she was restrained.

"Ara, ara. I guess I get my sexy side from you," Sorcha giggled as she glued Keira's mouth shut.

Barrdhubh and Sally then called over Yara and Yekta, respectively, while Bela and Alice walked over to Esti and Isidora, yanking the towels off their heads and faces. The two let loose a series of muffled protests, but it did nothing to stop the stylists from grabbing the clippers and buzzing their hair off.

Lili decided to handle Mayane, who arguably cried the hardest as she was shaved, though anger was ultimately at the root of her tears. "AYANE! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THIS!" she thought as her glasses were removed and her wavy blonde locks began plummeting to the ground.

Irja and Raissa were left to service the new arrivals of Ibtissam and Taslima, the former of which furious that she was tossed in against her will by Vera, but unable to do anything as she was restrained and had her mouth glued shut. Taslima didn't mind as she was the kind of suck-up that would do anything necessary to please her master, Vera.

As for Melisha, she turned her attention towards Petronella and Drahomíra, both of whom had been lingering outside the salon, waiting for the right time to come in.

"I'm free, so if you're both serious about this, step in," Melisha sighed aloud.

The two nodded and stepped in. Drahomíra had no hair to shave, thanks to alopecia already leaving her without hair ever since childhood. After peeling off her fake eyelashes and sitting down, she was quickly given a quick shave, wax, depilatory creaming, laser, and oiling before being slapped and encased in beauty cream in under 5 minutes.

"That was fast. I take it that means you'll handle the other Belgian?" Sedosa asked.

"Right. I told you from the start, only I can shave the Belgians," Melisha glared as she turned her attention to Petronella.

Petronella nodded and headed for the chair, trembling as she sat down and stared up at Melisha.

"No backing out now. Just... finish in the top 8, OK," Melisha whispered, some slight unease in her voice as she flicked on the clippers.

Sedosa meanwhile, was given work in the form of Jane and Julia who had just come in. "Think I'll trry shaving you both at once. Right this way, please."

"Better make me smooth. I want Jern to freak in an orgy way when he sees me bald," Julia snickered as she sat down.

"So I'll be shaved at the same time, by the same hand?" Jane asked.

"Call it a test of skill," Sedosa smiled as she held up two pairs of hair clippers.

In moments, everyone with the exception of Ibtissam was buzzed and lathered in shaving cream and shaved smooth, quickly being lathered again and having their eyebrows buzzed, lathered and shaved smooth too.

"Ngh! Mmph ngh mmph ngh mmph ngh mmph mmph [No! This is why I didn't want this mission]!" Esti and Isidora tearfully moaned i unison as their eyebrows were shaved off and their faces were lathered just like the tops of their now bald heads were.

"It's really hard to tell what's clothes and what's cream," Sally chuckled as she finished encasing Yekta's face and remaining exposed skin in shaving cream.

"Mmph ngh mmph ngh [Just how I roll]," Yekta giggled.

"Mmmmph ngh mmph," Keira erotically moaned in bliss as she sat encased in cream.

"Ara, ara. You can't even form coherent sentences with how turned on you are, mummy. That's what you get for going bald," Sorcha chuckled.

"This is how Leyla-sama shaves Sommer bald. Now I'm going to be bald... LEYLA-SAMA MIGHT FIND ME MORE ATTRACTIVE!" Jane gushed in her mind.

Both Yara and Jane seemed to be enjoying the shave the most as they gawked at their creamy bald selves in the mirror, even communicating with each other by making muffled dolphin screeches. And for Mayane, genuine tears of despair had replaced her angry ones as she began begging for Lili to stop the shaving to no avail.

"You know, just between you n' me, all that muffled protesting will only make you feel worse. Sorry we gotta shave you, but them's the rules," Lili sighed as she shaved Mayane smooth.

As for Ibtissam, Irja was scowling in frustration as her thick hair was felling clipper after clipper. Everyone else was at the wax and eyelash plucking stage, while Ibtissam's thick hair was refusing to give an inch.

"Tch, desperate times call for desperate measures. Irja glared as she put on the gloves and grabbed the depilatory cream, smearing it into Ibtissam's hair and lathering it like shampoo.

Yet Ibtissam's hair stood it's ground. "You think I slack in my haircare? Niusha hooked me up with top of the line hair strengthener fresh off the line, and I gotta remember to treat her to something for it. Hmm, wonder what happens if they can't shave me. Do I get DQ'd? That'd be nice considering Trashlima would be forced to play alone, losing by default and depriving her bitch lord of a lapdog," she thought as Irja angrily threw the depilatory cream bottle aside and went in the back to retrieve a blowtorch. "Keep on fighting hair, Niusha said this stuff was depilatory, wax, and even..."

Fwoosh!

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"

"-Fire resistant," Ibtissam thought as the sparks from her fire-resistant hair caused Irja's own hair to start burning.

Everyone else stopped what they were doing and looked over as Irja dove her head into the sink, extinguishing the fire. Though she hadn't emerged unscathed as most of her hair had been singed off.

Melisha let loose a sadistic smile as she quickly finished up with Petronella, slapping he oiled head and encasing her in beauty cream in the blink of an eye before loading her into the pod. "Just remember, 8th place or better," she whispered before turning her attention to Irja. "Hmm, looks too damaged. Guess we gotta shave it off."

"It only singed the ends. My hair has enough volume-"

"Hmm, you haven't even shaved this girl? Everyone else is done," Melisha scowled as she gestured over to the others who were now slapping the smooth and shiny bald heads of their clients, eliciting muffled moans from them.

"Ugh, this was the worst. Now I'm balder than Pilar," Esti dejectedly thought as she blushed and stared at her smooth and shiny bald self in the mirror.

"I think your moan was the loudest," Sorcha giggled as she wiped away the blood oozing out of Keira's nose.

"AYANE! YOU BITCH... YOU DID THIS TO ME!" Mayane tearfully thought.

" Mmph! Ngh Mmph ngh mmph ngh [Yay! Now Mayane's dolphin smooth too]!" Yara cheered.

"Mmph, ngh mmph ngh mmph ngh [Oolala, I'm a real looker now]," Julia cooed.

"MMPH! NGH MMPH MMPH NGH MMPH [LEYLA-SAMA! I'M BALD PER YOUR PREFERENCES]!" Jane gushed as blood oozed out of her nose.

As everyone was encased in beauty cream and loaded into pods, with the exception of Esti and Isidora who were simply encased in beauty cream, Melisha strolled over to Ibtissam and examined her hair. "What an amateur. When hair's this thick..."

Ibtissam's eyes widened in horror as Melisha pulled out a sharp knife and successfully managed to shave her hair off.

"You just gotta do things with sharp steel."

Ibtissam was bald in seconds, and now vulnerable to the full hair follicle destroying properties of both the depilatory cream and wax. Irja showed her no mercy, smearing her in swaths of depilatory cream, instantly sizzling away her eyebrows and eyelashes. She then had her head face and exposed skin encased in shaving cream. Once shaved, next was the wax, then depilatory cream, and then the laser, ensuring Ibtissam would never have depilatory-resistant hair, or any hair for that matter, ever again.

"No! my head is the one place on my body I didn't want to be smooth!" Ibtissam tearfully thought as Irja gunged her in body oil.

A muffled and aroused moan escaped Ibtissam's sealed lips as the oil soaked into her skin, clothes, and sneakers.

"And that's another L for hair. All hair fall before the queen of shavers," Melisha snickered as she and Irja gave Ibtissam's now smooth and shiny bald head a pair of slaps.

The sensation was so arousing, Ibtissam lost consciousness after letting loose the loudest and most aroused muffled moan in her life.

"Well that was a climax," Melisha snickered as she encased Ibtissam in beauty cream and sealed her in a pod.

"Damn bitch really was a pain. Ruined my hair too," Irja glared.

"Which is why I need to shave it all off as it's beyond repair," Melisha snickered as she shoved Irja into a chair and activated the restraints.

"Melisha! The hell are you- MMPH!?"

"Sorry, but this is an "emergency". Gotta sooth that scalp, or rather, SMOOTH it! Ahahahaha!" Melisha cackled as she forcefully began shearing Irja against her will.

Irja's muffled protests rang out, but all the others could do was watch in disbelief.

"Welp, if we can get shaved, might as well take advantage of it," Bella shugged as she sat down and had Sedosa shave her bald.

Within minutes, both Bella and Irja were subjected to the very makeovers they had given to so many girls before, with their moans from having their now smooth and shiny bald heads slapped, just as loud, if not louder than their many victims.

"I guess since there aren't too many teams left, you two can take a break," Melisha sneered as she and Sedosa encased Irja and Bella in beauty cream, respectively. "Anyone else want a shave?"

No one else volunteered.

"So be it. It's almost 1. Bulgaria, Korea, and the other members of the already registered Albanian and Irish teams will be here soon. Now the question is what the other eligible teams will do," Melisha smiled.