HC/Long
From Create Your Own Story
'Fine,' you say. 'I'll do it.' Rachel smiles. She almost skips into the back room and emerges wearing a spare apron. She wink at you and settles down into the neighbouring chair, turning it so it's facing you and Evelyn. She waves at you to carry on.
You sigh. Gathering up the sleeping blonde's hair you grasp it firmly at about a foot down. Rachel is watching you with glee. You look at Evelyn's sleeping reflection. 'Sorry,' you say. Your blades cut through the blonde strands mercilessly. The blonde's hair falls away from your hand into a short bob, leaving you holding two feet of golden curls. You feel a familiar excitement.
'I can't believe it! You're getting another boner?!' Rachel looks at you, unsure whether to be impressed or indignant. She settles on neither. She walks towards you. 'You really get turned on by this, don't you?'
'Maybe, but I don't enjoy it,' you say flatly, shielding your crotch from her view. She laughs. 'Well you're going to have to do it anyways.'
You grimly put down the blonde's cut hair onto the nearby table and get back to work. You try to control your lust, thinking of something else, anything else, but it's hard to do that with Rachel standing beside you, staring intently as you work. She's still smiling. You can feel it.
You ignore her and look at the blonde in the mirror, trying to work out how to approach this. You try and picture her with a bob. Then with a longish pixie cut. Then with her lips wrapped around your dick, breasts rocking back and forth as you ram down her...
You snap out of it. Your erection is threatening to burst out of your jeans. You carry on snipping away aimlessly. Rachel seems to have noticed your embarrassment. She circles you slowly, like a vulture waiting for its lunch.
'What do you like about her?' she asks. 'She turns you on, doesn't she?' She strokes Evelyn's face slowly.
'You'll wake her up!'
Rachel smirks at you. 'When she's like this? Not likely. When she's like this you could slap her in the face and she wouldn't even stir.' Luckily she doesn't demonstrate this. 'You don't think I'd do this if I thought we were in any danger of getting caught, do you?' she asks. She watches you intently as she moves her fingers lower, stroking the blonde's large melons. You try to ignore your throbbing erection.
'It's her tits, isn't it?' Rachel laughs.
'No!' you say firmly, carrying on with your cutting.
'Then what is it? Go on, tell me.' You can see she's not going to let go of this.
