Lucy reached out to touch the golden razor. The shaving instrument appeared to glow with a soft light ash the Chinese girl's fingers brushed over it. She picked it up in her hands, sensing that it somehow felt... at home... in her grip, as if she were meant to have it. Yes, Lucy decided. Yes, she would shave Sierra. She noticed a pair of golden shears sitting next to where the razor had been and decided to take that, too. With all the hair on Sierra's body, Lucy would definitely need to take a pair of scissors to it before shaving it.
Lucy approached the counter with her magical razor and scissors. "I think I found what I need, Circe! I'm going to shave Sierra."
Circe examined Lucy's purchase. "Ah, the Hairtaker's Kit. You're lucky; I have a hard time keeping those in stock. It seems like two or three times a day I get some girl snapping one of these up to render themselves permanently bald below the eyebrows. Since it's for justice, I'm letting you have yours free of charge. Sierra won't be growing all that fluff back in a hurry, I guarantee."
"Is there ANY way for it to grow back?" Sierra asked, panicking.
"You could if you used Meadow Larkin's magic brush," Circe answered, "BUT you would need the express permission of your shaver, Lucy in your case. Otherwise, the brush would do nothing but tickle your skin."
"Would you give it, Lucy?!" Sierra pleaded. "I've already lost my body hair once."
"I might," said Lucy. "Just not right away. Otherwise, it'd be a pretty crappy lesson, right?"
Sierra sighed. "Yeah, I guess. When do we do the deed?"
"Why not now?" suggested Circe. "I have some literal changing rooms in the back for customers who want to change in private without leaving the shop. It's especially popular with people whose transformations require nudity or a sex act, such as a woman attaching her new penis."
Lucy blinked. "Wait, that's a thing? A woman with a..."
"I made such a sale just twenty minute before your arrival," said Circe. "There's almost eight billion people in the world, and nearly four million here in Los Angeles alone. There's someone for every taste."
"Hmm..." Krystal mused. "I bet I'd look pretty badass with a dick."
"By all means look around, Ms. Brock," said Circe. "You'll find my stock of penises in Aisle Six. I have a sale on uncircumcised items this week."
Krystal grinned. "Good thing I fucking dig foreskins."
"Well, Sierra..." said Lucy, gesturing toward the dressing rooms, "I think it's time I helped you unload that heavy, bulky mane of yours."
"I guess," Sierra groaned. "Lead the way, Marquis de Sade."
"Wow, Sierra," said Krystal, putting a sympathetic hand on Sierra's red-furred shoulder. "Sucks. Don't worry. I'll let you be the first to suck my cock once I get it attached."
Sierra tried to smile. "Thanks, Krys. That'd rock."
"Let's get moving, Sierra," Lucy commanded. With that, she led Sierra across the store and into a changing room. As Lucy shut and locked the door, Sierra shrugged out of her clothes. Lucy studied Sierra's naked body. Her hairy arms were so lush that it looked like she had two wads of actual fur growing out of them. Here eyebrows were nearly as bushy as Krystal's unibrow, and her head was buried by a vast red mane that barely left room for her face. It grew nearly to Sierra's eyebrows and down her back all the way to the base of her ass. The great mop even spilled onto her shoulders and down her chest. Oddly, the redhead appeared to have no other body hair, not even a bush. Well, that world save Lucy some work. She was almost disappointed.
"Well, well, well, you redheaded bitch!" said Lucy. "I'm about to make your big ol' mop a hell of a lot lighter."
The Chinese girl took a lock of Sierra's long wrist hairs in her fingers, feeling its silky texture. Steeling herself against Mercy, Lucy held the scissors to the hairs and snipped, feeling them sever from Sierra's arm and dangle in her fingers. Emboldened, the skater girl grabbed clump after clump of luxuriant red arm hair and cut them from Sierra's limb. Soon, nothing but raggedy, scarlet stubble was left.
Lucy smirked at her handiwork and lathered shaving cream all over Sierra's bristly arm. The Chinese girl held the blade of her razor to the back of Sierra's hand and pressed into the mass of cream and stubble. The first stroke left a nice strip of exposed skin, completely devoid of its former layer of short hairs. Lucy continued working her way through the stubble, slipping her her free hand into her pants as she shaved her new acquaintance. Before Lucy knew it, she was done. Sierra's formerly gloriously furry arm was now completely bare, the exposed limb looking fascinatingly skinny without its thick mat of hair.
Sierra gaped ruefully at the sight of her once again hairless arm. "What have you done, Lucy?! Look at me, I'm hideous!"
Lucy shook her head and smiled. "Oh, Sierra. A girl as pretty as you could never be hideous. I could turn you into a frog and you'd be the most fucking beautiful frog the world had ever seen. Now gimme that other arm."
Lucy took Sierra's other arm in her strong fingers and began snipping tufts of hair from its ample fur coat just as she had done with the first arm. Once it was all trimmed short, out came the shaving cream and the razor. Sierra wept as the shining golden blade sliced through her whiskery stubble, knowing that her inhuman growth was gone until Lucy saw fit to give it back. When might that be? Next week? Next month? Half a year from now? NEVER?! Tears welled up in her eyes.
Lucy looked up from stroking the silky smoothness of her victim's freshly shaved arm, and her sadistic expression softened. "Hey, don't cry. Like I said, you're still beautiful, and I fucking PROMISE to let you grow it all back real soon. Until then, you gotta admit this is kinda hot, right?"
When Sierra thought about it, it was. There was something perversely magical about her vulnerability before this gorgeous Chinese tomboy as she most precious treasure was literally torn from her, herself powerless to stop it.
Lucy resumed worshiping Sierra's clean-shaven arm, even licking it a few times, as she masturbated. Now she was ready for the big prize, Sierra's untamed scarlet mane. The Chinese skater lifted the scissors to Sierra's overgrown forehead and trimmed off about two inches from Sierra's hairline, pushing it back to its original size before setting to work thinning the redhead's woolly eyebrows into something daintier. Lucy worked her way downwards, snipping off the long red locks from Sierra's cheeks. She grabbed great handfuls of neck and chest hair, every bit as long thick as the hair on Sierra's scalp, and brutally sheared them off. Sierra was already beginning to look unrecognizable to Lucy. The redhead's face was easier to see clearly, no longer swimming in mountains of hair, and her once hidden boobs were now exposed for the world to see, erect nipples and all.
"So that's what your face looks like when it isn't vying for attention with all that hair," Lucy chuckled as she moved in with the razor to lop off the stubble.
Once Sierra's front was shaved, Lucy turned her around to work on her shoulders and back. She snipped away at Sierra's shoulder hair, still pleasuring herself with her remaining hand. Once the shoulders were cleared, Lucy moved on to the really exciting part: the trail down to Sierra's lovely, round butt. She grabbed a handful of hair from the back of Sierra's neck and cut into it, feeling her clit tingle nicely as she hair severed from the roots. She continued slowly snipping her way down the thick, skin-concealing trail of red fur on Sierra's back, blissfully tugging at her own nub as she did. It was hard to hold the scissors one-handed but Lucy was determined to multitask. Finally, she found herself trimming off the last few short hairs on the base of the redhead's shapely rump. Near to orgasm, Lucy began to lather up Sierra's freckled back. How interesting to discover that the freckles on Sierra's face extended to her body. Shaving cream applied, Lucy got to work slicing off the little whiskers with her golden razor. She was getting off on the power she wielded, knowing those hairs could never come back without her personal okay. Just as the last bits of stubble were scraped from Sierra's ass, Lucy's soaked pussy ignited in orgasm, soaking her pants in female jizz for the second time that day. The skater girl dropped to the floor, spasming and panting as she rode out her pounding climax.
Once her clit stopped throbbing, Lucy wiped the sweat from her brow and smiled. "Whew! That was fucking intense! You look great, by the way. Not that you didn't before."
Sierra kneeled in the pile if fluffy red hair. HER hair. She clutched it in her hands and held it to her cheek, suddenly feeling very naked. A few tears escaped her eyes. "Ugh, that was sorta sexy while it lasted, but now... now I have to live with what you just did to me. Please tell me we're done, Lucy."