Before anyone could speak, a loud crack echoed through the house. And then another. The door shattered into splinters, revealing a team of brawny people in body armor. Sierra and Blair recognized the woman leading them: Joan Zimmerman, the leader of Mrs. Belville's team of bodyguards.
"There you are, Blair," said Joan. "Mrs. Belville said you might be at Sierra's."
"The fuck do you want, bitch?!" asked Krystal.
"The brush," answered Joan.
Meadow crossed her hairy arms. "I'm sorry, but that isn't gonna happen."
Joan nodded with a frown. "I see we'll have to play rough." She signaled to the other body guards who aimed their weapons at the girls and fired. Blair slumped to the floor as the world faded to black.
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Blair slowly revived. She was naked on a bed in what appeared to be a basement. Meadow, Krystal, and Sierra were all nude and on beds as well, and they were cuffed to them. Blair realized that she was similarly restrained. Then she noticed something horrible. Krystal and Meadow had no body hair! Krystal's stunning haystack of a bush was missing, her bald snatch completely visible and covered in bloody scrapes. Meadow's transformation was even more shocking. The hairy hippie was hairy no more. Her glorious brunette plumage lay in clumps on the floor around her, and her smooth, shaven body was covered in razor nicks.
Blair watched in horror as Joan shaved Sierra, diligently shearing off all of Sierra's beautiful regrowth. From the redhead's lightly hairy upper lip to her furry pussy to the red-tufted tops of her feet, it was all hacked off with gusto by Mrs. Belville's enthusiastic security chief despite Sierra's tearful pleading. Blair watched confusedly as Joan smeared some kind of cream all over Sierra's body. A disinfectant for the scratches, perhaps?
Satisfied with Sierra's hairless body, Joan approached Blair. "I see you're awake, Blair Belville. Your turn."
Joan took a fresh razor and dug ferociously into Blair's hairy pussy with it. Blair screamed, as much from sadness as from pain, as the blade roughly tore out her brilliant red forest of pubic hair.
"NO!!!" Blair wailed. "STOP!!!"
Joan shook her head and kept working, shaving Blair's pussy bare. Soon there was nothing left but smooth skin and shallow cuts from where the razor had torn at her skin. Blair wept at this disfigurement. Her bush had once grown there. Her big, beautiful bush! How pitiful her ugly, bald pussy looked now.
"What have you done to me?!" Blair sobbed.
"What I was ordered to do," Joan answered curtly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to finish."
Joan grabbed Blair's leg and violently hacked at Blair's new leg hair with it, tearing skin and drawing blood as she went. Once she was sure the first leg was totally devoid of hairs, she moved on to the second and gave it the same brutal treatment.
"There!" Joan triumphantly declared. "That takes care of the shaving. On to the cream." She picked up the old jar containing the stuff she'd smeared on Sierra.
"What the hell is that stuff?!" asked Blair.
Joan grinned wickedly. "You're not the only ones who knows about that magic shop now. Your mother stumbled across it this morning. She asked about hair growth and removal. She found out about the brush, and she also discovered this delightful hair removal cream. Once you rub it on a part of your body, hair will never grow on that spot again. Smooth and flawless forever. Mrs. Belville bought some for herself and you, and she returned home. Once there, she found out that brush she took from Larkin over there was gone. She immediately realized it must be the magical brush the witch was talking about and that either Sierra or you must've taken it. She told me to take a team and track it down with orders to apply this magic hair removal cream to anyone we found in possession of it. We've already applied it to Larkin, Brock, and your sister. Now it's your turn, Blair."
Blair tried to protest, but it was no use. Joan roughly smeared the thick cream all over Blair's shaved body, making her wounds sting like they were on fire. She couldn't believe this. She'd lost her new body hair as soon as she'd gained it.
Joan nodded. "There we go! All done. You won't be regrowing that crop in a hurry. Or ever."
Blair winced. "And the brush?"
Joan laughed. "We burned it. We're done now. We don't want you knowing the location of this facility, so you'll all be rendered unconscious and returned to your original location."
Joan's subordinates aimed their knockout guns at the girls again. Blair once more fell into a deep sleep.
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Blair came to in Sierra's house. She saw Meadow and Krys trying in vain to comfort a weeping Sierra. Blair looked down at her own hairless body and mourned her new condition. Had this really happened? It was all like a bad dream. But her bush and her leg hair really were gone. Damn her ogre of a mom and her thuggish bodyguards!
Blair looked pleadingly at Meadow. "What are we gonna do?"