Never Wanted To Be Your Girlfriend Ch. 04

6:15am Monday Morning:

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I stood on the sidewalk outside Michael's house. He had said 6:30am, and I was fifteen minutes early. I didn't want to risk being late. He had said there would be consequences if I was. I paced back and forth, nervous. I prayed that when I knocked on the door, Mike would say he was just joking, and I wouldn't have to go through with it. I steeled myself for the worst, and walked to the door. I looked at my reflection in glass portal of the door. The way Michael had shaped my eyebrows was unmistakably girly, despite what he had promised me when I allowed him to do it. I definitely looked a bit girly. I raised my hand to knock on the door when it opened and standing there was Michael.

"Right on time. Good girl," he grinned devilishly as he let me in.

"Mike, you're not gonna make me do this for real, are you?"

"Oh, absolutely. Now get in the bathroom, and get naked, we got a lotta work to do."

I groaned, rolled my eyes, and did as he demanded.

Michael had me shave my legs and pits again so they'd be smooth, and then sat me down to curl my hair. He combed my bangs down in front of my face, and before I could even react he took a pair of scissors and lopped off a chunk of my 14 inch bangs right in the center, which now hung down to my nose but with a jagged cut.

"Fuck, Mike. You didn't say you were gonna cut my hair."

He slapped me up side the head.

"If you ever speak to me in your boy voice again. I'll cut your dick off, got it?"

"Sorry," I said switching to my girl voice.

"But you're right the cut is pretty sloppy. I guess I better clean those up," he said as he went to work evening them up, and tapering the long bangs around the edges.

He then took two pretty pink scrunchies with long blue satin ribbons hanging off them and tied my hair into anime-esque twin tails that sat high on my head, the sides of my bangs hung down in cute whisps. Even without make-up I was definitely cute.