Not being a total dummy, after shaving my face and neck, AND my legs, I shaved down my chest a bit, so that no chest hairs would show in an ordinary neckline.Not being a total dummy, after shaving my face and neck, AND my legs, I shaved down my chest a bit, so that no chest hairs would show in an ordinary neckline. "Not nearly enough," said Carol, stepping into the shower with me. "Armpits, guy...we girls don't walk around with those grotty clumps of hair under our arms...here, I'll do it," she said, taking the razor from me. I thought it would be tricky shaving my armpits, but in no time at all those "grotty clumps" were gone...and all the rest of my chest hair, too. "Let's see how you did with those legs," she said, letting her soapy breasts brush against my now-erect cock as she crouched down in front of me and wrapped her arms around me. "Wait a minute, you're shaving my buns," I complained. "Who's going to see THEM?" "Don't complain," she said. "How can you get 'in character' if you don't feel entirely feminine? And we can't have this thing sticking out once you're 'in character'," she observed, looking my erect cock in the eye. "We'll have to take measures to keep this down for a while...at least until you're in costume," she said, wrapping her lips around its head, making it MUCH bigger, before it got much smaller. How could I complain? I don't know how she did it, but while I was in the paroxysms of ecstacy, she'd managed to trim my bush so that it looked just like hers...well, almost. Talk about sneaky feminine wiles. Me and my now-hairless balls would have to show her a thing or two...or had she ALREADY seen a thing or two? Oh well, I'll get her later, I thought. |