Blair slowly pulled down her pajama pants, teasingly baring her new crop of body hair to the cheerleading squad. First the thick new bush of dark red wires that now crowned her pussy, and then the gentler downy layer of light orange hairs.
"Sweet, Blair!" grinned Mia. "You grew out your bush! Never knew you had it in you. Especially with that troll of a mom you have. It looks so freaking cool!"
Jess wrinkled her nose. "Eww, gross! How can you possibly tolerate that tangled birdnest sitting on your pussy? At least trim the damn thing like Mia!"
Mia scoffed. "Only 'cause you like it that way, Jess!" Mia didn't mind discussing their relationship in the sanctity of Lacy's bedroom; she may not have been ready to come out to the entire school (or her parents) yet, but she'd been trusting her fellow cheerleaders with her secret for months. What luck every single one was a lesbian, too! (Not that Lacy, Blair, or Monique had admitted it.)
"Jess is right, Mia," Sita chimed in. "Mom and Dad say pubic hair is a magnet for lice, fleas, and all sorts of other pests."
Mia shrugged. "No more than the hair on your head."
Monique snickered at her best friend's comeback. "Good one, Mia!"
"And is that... hair on your LEGS?!!" gasped Jess. "What the actual HELL, Blair?! Why would you wanna look like a dirty, smelly, gross DUDE?!!!"
Blair crossed her arms. "I do NOT look like a frigging dude! I look like me! Women can grow hair on their bodies just the same as men. It's supposed to be there. Therefore, body hair can't make me look like a dude."
Mia looked Jess straight in her hazel eyes. "Tell me, mi cielo, did I look like a dirty, smelly, gross dude when we first met?"
Jess thought back to those days. No. Mia had never looked like a man. She'd looked smokin' sexy! Her shiny black ponytail, her golden brown skin, those rich chestnut eyes, the firmness of her boobs, the way her lean muscle rippled when she performed... and her body hair. Now that Jess thought about it, it had really added to Mia's body, that thick, rich pelt of curly dark hairs.
"No, Mia," Jess answered slowly. "You didn't. You were beautiful." She hung her head. The more Jess meditated on Mia's long-lost hairs, the more she wanted to see them again. Blair was really pulling off the look herself, Jess thought. She silently cursed herself out for thinking like a freak.
Sita crossed her arms. "Is this the makeover, Lacy? You want us all to get hairy, and you used Blair as your test subject? Well, you can count me outta this bullcrap!" The Indian girl tried not to enjoy the sight of Blair's hairy legs and pussy. She had lice to worry about, after all. She couldn't just disregard parasites in favor of sexiness if she was going to grow up to be Dr. Patel.
Lacy smirked devilishly. "Oh, you think Blair's my only test subject? Really, girls, you should know by now that I'd never ask you to do something I'm not prepared to do myself." Lacy set down the brush and began undoing the buttons of her silk pajama shirt.
Monique watched entranced as each button was undone, affording her a better and better view of Lacy's large, perky tits. They finally sprang free, and Monique practically drooled. She longed to hold the buxom blonde against her own muscular, chocolate body. Perhaps she finally would tonight. It wasn't like her friends were a bunch of homophobes, after all, and her pastor dad wasn't here.
Lacy shimmied out of her unbuttoned pajama top, and the now topless girl hoisted her arms over her head. The girls gasped at the sight that greeted them. Half a foot of thick blonde hair was now bursting from each of Lacy's formerly immaculately shaved armpits! The cheer captain proudly ran a hand through one of the titanic haystacks.
Lacy smiled with delight. "Ta-da! Well, what do you think, girls?"
Mia's face lit up with admiration. "Dios mio, girl! You look totally bitching!"
Monique was in shock. It had never occurred to her that Lacy might grow out her body hair, but the result was strangely appealing. "Wow, Lacy. You look... awesome!" She walked up to Lacy and gingerly stuck her fingers in one of Lacy's towering mountains of dense yellow fluff, resting her other hand on one of Lacy's naked breasts. The dark-skinned girl sighed blissfully, surprised by the luxurious softness. "Damn, that feels good! You comfortable with this, girl?" Lacy nodded slyly to her admirer.
Jess nearly wet her pants. Even boys didn't have pit fur THAT big! It should have looked big-time ugly, but it... didn't? It looked... arousing?! Jess didn't understand these feelings one bit. Hair fetishes were for weirdos, right? "They're... uhhhh... not terrible."
Sita was baffled. Hair like that didn't seem humanly possible to her. Her ex-boyfriend from the days before she realized she was a lesbian only had pit hair an inch and a half long. And then there was the fact that Lacy's pits had been bald as a baby's ass last Friday. "I don't get it, Lacy," she said. "When the hell did you grow those monsters?! There was no freaking time, and I refuse to believe you're naturally that damn hairy!"
Lacy picked the brush back up. "Magic! No, really! Blair got this brush I'm holding from her sister and her college friends. Every time you brush with it, it adds hair where you brush. That's how Blair grew out those red locks of hers so fast."
"I was wondering about that," said Jess. Now, THERE was a part of this makeover she KNEW she could get behind.
"When I found out, I insisted she share with me," Lacy went on. "It's my biggest secret, but I've always wanted to grow out my body hair. I've gone on fetish sites and just stared at girls' armpit hair for hours on end. Well, I've finally got the courage to go through with it, as well as the tool to make it truly magnificent. And I think this should definitely be a team thing! Well, come on, girls! Who wants to be our first glorious yeti? Any volunteers?"