Extend the Story - Add a Room

Beth read through the list, circling any fetishes which she felt would be good to use for her thesis. One she hadn’t learned much about was a hair fetish. She knew from her classes that hair was related to sensuality in many cultures, so she could see getting aroused by it, but was unsure what exactly a hair fetish entailed. She circled it and moved on, but later in the night decided to do a bit more research, it didn’t seem to fit the cluster she was beginning to put together, but wanted to satisfy her curiosity.

She began searching for hair fetish websites and immediately found a few. The first hit contained videos, thumbnails of women posing with scissors or clippers ready to remove their long tresses spread across her screen. She couldn’t afford any of the videos, so moved on to the next hit, a site with stories about hair cutting.

Clicking on the first story, she began reading, as she read she could feel intrigue turning to something else. As the subject of the story had her long hair mercilessly chopped by an overzealous stylist, Beth found her hand wandering down to her jeans. She was in the library so she couldn’t do much to quell her building arousal, but casually stroked over her crotch through her jeans. After reading about fetish after fetish, this was the first time she felt aroused.

Beth had barely made it through the story and knew she needed to finish herself off. Hurriedly packing her bag, she briskly walked back to her dorm, thankful that her roommate was off on a research trip. Barely through the door, she had her pants off and computer open, beginning to stroke her clitoris as she began the next story. This one was a home haircut and Beth was screaming with pleasure by the time the subject’s ponytail was lopped off.

While the hair fetish didn’t make it into her paper, her thoughts about it stuck in her mind. The remainder of the term sped by and Beth was soon moving out of the dorm, and into the apartment she would be sharing with her friend Jenny. After the move, Jenny went home for a few days leaving Beth to have the whole apartment. Just as previously, Beth had some private time, and began researching this hair fetish. This time with her internship not starting for a week and no other commitments in the meantime, she read story after story and orgasmed time after time as she explored. There were so many different types, she liked all of them, from the forced cuts to the calm salon visits.

Knowing she needed to try to experience her new found hair fetish she began researching how she wanted to do it. She had never put too much thought or time into her hair. It had been long since middle school. Whenever it started to have some split ends, her mother would cut an inch or so off. In college if her hair was looking scraggly and she wouldn’t be home for a while, she would go the one of the chain salons with college student specials to pay eight dollars for a quick trim. Her light brown hair, which at this point was down to her mid back, she tied up into a ponytail or braid when she was active, but enjoyed wearing down to freely settle around her shoulders and back, when at home.

After all the stories she had read, she was finally deciding on how she wanted to cut her hair

Beth cuts her own hair