So tell me about your kink

I... just blurted out something I shouldn't have. The unspoken rule is to NEVER blurt out your kink, especially if it's on the weirder side which mine certainly is.

"Ahaha, that's a good one, Zane-kun, but sorry, don't think going bald's an option for someone like me," Chika laughed.

An off. I probably should take it.

"Though, why were you smirking so confidently? And why did bald come to mind first?"

Off ramp to a squad car ambush, dammit.

"You read the story, so you know Rie ends up shaving her head after losing, as a way of showing her support for Bella."

"No, if I recall correctly, she gets her head and eyebrows shaved and waxed, all her eyelashes plucked out, and lathered in "perma no hair" cream. A bit obvious with your fetishes there."

It's over for me now.

"So? Going to explain?"

"Uh, kink shaming, bad."

"What if someone's just interested in why you like it, to better understand you as a person?"

She really wants to get it out of me.

"Fine. In all honesty, I have no idea why, but it just arouses me to see a woman covered completely in shaving cream and all smooth and shiny."

Chika stared skeptically at me.

"Seriously, I don't know what else to say. Sometimes thins are just, "it arouses me for some reason", and that's all there is to it."

"Show me an example."

Well now I'm getting nervous, but there isn't really a choice here, is there?

I decided to go with a video where this girl with long wavy hair ends up getting her head and eyebrows shaved and waxed.

"Oh my, they're covering her entire head and face in cream, yet haven't they already shaved her?" Chika gasped as the video neared it's final third.

"That's part of the appeal. The balder the makeover, the more erotic it is to see a pretty girl get subjected to it. The hotter they are with hair, the hotter they are when it's all gone."

The expression I was greeted with on Chika's face quickly put me into panic mode. "Surprised" would be the best word to describe it, but is it pleasantly surprised, repulsively surprised? This is the kind of reveal that makes normies recoil in cringe, forever viewing you in a tinted light. And things were actually going well with Chika. We might've been able to make Affinity level max, but now, it's down to Affinity 0.

I nervously waited for Chika's retort, yet she appeared as if she was frozen in place, mostly, as she was still blinking and breathing just fine. Did my kink repulse her so much it fried her brain? Should I speak up? Remain silent?

"You know, maybe we could go half-way and just have you wear a bald cap as punishment," I nervously smiled.

Chika looked up at me and smiled. "Nope. Now why don't we head out while there's still the cover of rain. Ah, but first, a little consolation..."

Chika went to her purse and pulled out what appeared to be a can of spray-on hair dye and began spraying her hair and eyebrows with it.

"Well? Pink look good on me?" she smirked as she put the can back in her purse.

I slowly nodded my head up and down.

"Good. Now, we can go somewhere special without anyone being the wiser," Chika giggled as she grabbed my wrist and began leading me out.

Now out in the rain and away from my power spot of the basketball court, I felt nausea welling in my stomach and a sharp migraine in my head. Chika must be pissed, and now all my pent up anxiety is back and worse than before. I could only muster groans instead of sentences, which did ironically get me a reaction.

"Are you feeling alright?" Chika asked, genuine concern plastered on her face.

"Yup! I'm fine," were the words that came out of my mouth, whether I wanted to say them or not.

"That's good, now keep following me. You're gonna LOVE the place we're going."

She's taking me somewhere I'd like? Another basketball court? The arcade? No, that seems counterproductive considering we're coming from the sports complex. Unless there's something really good...

"And we're here."

"Huh?"

The place before us most certainly wasn't a basketball court, nor an arcade. It appeared to be...

"A barbershop?"

"Yes, and it looks like walk-ins are fine. Now, in we go," Chika smiled as she dragged me in.

The inside was nice and sleek, with mahogany wood walls and black tile flooring. Many guys were being serviced and were unsurprisingly of the jock variety. It brought back some old memories of my days with the team, but under these circumstances, I couldn't stop my knees from shaking.

"Oh? What we doing?" a menacing looking bald man in a plain tank top and sunglasses grinned as we approached the counter.

"Ah, could I request..."

I was unable to hear what she was saying as she leaned in close and began whispering in the man's ear.

"Oh? We do that everyday here, girl. You really want him like that, huh?"

"Ah, actually..."

The man's grin suddenly vanished. "No, no, no. Can't do that. Nope, nuh-uh."

"But you just said you do that everyday did you not? I really want to surprise him, so I'd prefer it be done professionally."

The man began frowning and furrowing his brow before turning to me. "Fine, this way."

I nervously followed as the man ushered me to an open seat and Chika to the one right next to me.

"Ah, we can film this, right?" Chika smiled as she set her phone down on the counter.

"M- Might as well. You hear that, boy, phone out!" the man barked.

"Y- Yessir!" I stuttered as I pulled out my phone as quickly as I could.

"Good, now get a good side angle," Chika smiled as she was caped in a dark purple cape.

Wait, what?

"You're filming, right?" Chika smiled as she crossed her legs, making sure they along with her sneakers weren't covered up by the cape completely.

"It's rolling, and battery is good."

"Better be. We only get one take. Now missy, you really sure?" the man frowned.

"Yup. The full package and nothing less," Chika smiled.

The man shook his head as he reached for something that made my eyes widen. "No turning back now," he grumbled as he flicked on the hair clippers and tilted Chika's head back.

Time seemed to slow as Chika let out a playful scream as the clippers plunged down the middle of her hairline, sending pink hair plummeting to the floor and leaving a bald streak right down the middle of her head.

"Yup, no choice now. You're gonna have to shave it all off to make me look good," Chika smiled.