You stand there naked with your face painted, your big red nose, and your enormous clown feet, alone in that sterile white room. To your surprise, three young girl clowns come in, one whiteface and two augustes, dressed in skimpy candy-striped nurse outfits, come in.
The whiteface nurse smiles at you coyly. "We're here to take care of your hair," she says in a rather squeaky but sexy voice. She smiles as she looks below your naked waist. "Don't be shy," she says, and the two augustes giggle "we've done this before."
They come around you. The whiteface applies a strong sweet smelling gel to your hair and your eyebrows, one auguste does the same to your chest, and the other to your legs. "All your hair must go," the whiteface whispers into your ear. You realize what that measn but strangely you don't mind; you like the feeling you are getting as they work on you.
"Bubbles no!" the whiteface nurse shouts at the third who has moved on to your crotch and just wiped away the last of your pubic hair . Bubbles pouts at her and the whiteface sighs. "Oh go ahead," and your face lights up with delight as the clown nurse gives you a blow job. "It'll be the last he gets from a woman anyway," she mumbles under her breath.
The three clown nurses have just finished wiping the last of the hair from your body. Your entire body is bare from head to toe. You massage your scalp, you actually like being bald.
"We're not done yet," says the whiteface. She rubs a different gel over your ears and and at the back of your head; this one has a less pleasant odor. Your head starts to itch, and you feel where she applied the gel.Hair is growing back! Your head stops itching, and you take the hand mirror Bubbles offers you.
Your shiny bald head is surrounded by a thick mass of neon red curls that end just below your ears and stretch half as wide as your shoulders. You like it, it goes great with your face.
You thank the nurses and they escort you to the next room.