ASMR: Friend gets shaved bald while you get a haircut (Sound only)

Ngh, I gotta admit, giving that barber free reign mighta backfired. I can't see shit now, and since it's cream covering my eyes and not just the cucumbers, I can't just sneak a peak! What's going on? I just heard Sumi yelp, but why?

"Look at that red face. Wonder if the cream will turn pink when I spread it over your face!"

WHAT!? She's creaming her up and I can't see it! THAT'S FUCKING EVIL... not. I've got my trusty phone recording all, so I can just watch it all later.

"NGH!"

Sumi!? That was a hell of a moan! What's-

Sizzle! Sizzle!

"MMPH NGH!"

GET THIS FUCKING CREAM OFF MY EYES! I GOTTA KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING!

"You never reacted THIS positively to a shave."

NOOOO! I HATE MISSING OUT ON LIVE SHIT! FREE ME! FREE ME!

Poof!

Wha- What the fuck was that? It sounded like a steam engine puffing out smoke.

But as I listened more, nothing but silence and the scraping of a razor. She's gotta be shaving Sumi, but HOW'S SUMI REACTING TO IT!? I didn't come here for a fucking ASMR torture session, dammit! I hate ASMR! Fucking HATE it! I wanted to see Sumi squirm, maybe see this barber bitch squirm too, but I'm the one in agony alley!

No clue how long later, I hear the barber bitch say, "And you're all done. Now, let's turn our attention back to your friend."

BOUT FUCKING TIME! I should've been first! But now I'll finally be able to-

"I'm going to keep that cream on your face until I'm all done. That'll make the surprise much better," barber bitch giggled.

"NGH! MMPH NGH MMPH [NO! YOU FUCKING DEMON]!" I shouted.

Future me here to say that was the biggest fucking mistake I ever made.

All I could do was sit and try to figure out what exactly this bitch was doing to my hair. I felt her take out a roller, then snip one off with hair included, then remove one without snipping off any hair. This really was pushing me. My phone better be recording this proper, otherwise I'll throw a fit!

I soon felt the sensation of there not being any rollers left in my hair, yet still that bitch refused to let me see anything. Based on touch and feel, it didn't feel like I had a large poofy afro, just some normal flat perm. Then came the sound of the clippers and my mood began to improve, then not when they were turned off and I felt something snipping away at the back of my head.

WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING!? I wanted to get shaved, dammit, but all I've gotten is a perm and an ASMR session! Refund! REFUND!

"Hmm, I think you'd look better like this... don't you think?" the barber bitch whispered in my ear.

"MMPH NGH [GET AWAY]!"

"So glad you agree."

My whole body went still as something was rubbed into my hair. WHAT IS IT!? I hate not being able to see what's being done to me! A clue presented itself when I felt plastic being wrapped around my head and a dryer being placed above my head. She's dying my hair, but what fucking color!? And I'm gonna have to sit and wait again!? Fuck this shit!

(;_;)(;_;)(;_;)

Since I was incapable of keeping track of time, I have no idea how much time passed, but it was probably a lot as pro hair dying takes time. The dryer was removed, the plastic from my hair too, but not the beauty cream! LET ME SEE MY FACE, YOU DEMON!

More snipping, some ruffling, and the occasional breathing into my ear, then FINALLY, FUCKING FINALLY, she began to peel the cream off. But the sight I was greeted with were boobs. Boobs in my face.

"Just need to do your makeup and you're all done. Now close your eyes and pucker up your lips."

"What!? No-"

But in this position, that bitch had no trouble squeezing my face with her free hand and tilting it back so as to prevent me from sneaking a peek at myself in the mirror. And with a makeup brush inching towards my face, I had no choice but to submit and close my eyes. Ugh, and she's probably blocking the view of the camera... I guess it's just makeup so we'll all see it at the end... BUT STILL!

"And done. Now tell me what you think, ma'am."

I wasn't given a second to try and compose myself before I was greeted with my reflection in the mirror. "Wh... WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!?"

There was no cute streamer girl, just some mature-looking businesswoman with slicked down short brown hair and a face that looked like that of a middle-aged woman who tried to erase all her wrinkles with makeup. This isn't me... I hate it... I FUCKING HATE IT!

"Ah, crying will mess up the look. Hold still while I take a photo for you," the barber bitch chuckled as her hand moved towards the counter.

Slowly, she picked up a phone that had been facing down the whole time... MY phone.

"And with a little magic, Nono's dear mother has arrived. Ah, but we don't like to talk about her. My apologies, chat."

My heart thumped. "You... You-"

"You said it was my choice, Nono, so I decided to torture you by making you look like your mother that disowned you to save her political career. Oh sorry, is that too taboo? I'm a new subscriber, so I don't know all the lore."

"YOU'RE NOT A FUCKING SUB!" I fumed as I snatched my phone from her.

"Are you sure? Check, why don't you."

I could hear myself hyperventilating as I checked my sub list. That bitch's shop account... was there... It had to have been during the makeover. She got me!

"And that'll be $35 at the register. I accept all major cards and cash," the bitch proudly huffed as she uncapped me. Seeing the contrast between my flashy outfit and the hair and makeup, I broke.

"Shave it... SHAVE IT ALL OFF MY FUCKING HEAD!" I shouted as tears began pouring down my face.

A malicious grin spread on the barber bitch's face. "As you wish, ma'am."