Tammy gives her doll a haircut
The Women Are Shrinking!
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
inverseprime
“Time to get a new hairstyle!”
Julia’s face turned pale as she saw Tammy returning toward her with a pair of scissors, in which even despite them being smaller than normal scissors, they were still big enough relative to her to cover her entire face.
“A-are you sure this is a good idea?” Julia tried to say still forced down into the chair. “I mean, y-you know what you said to your mom? About doll’s hair not growing back.”
“Yeah,” she replied innocently, “but you’re a special talking dolly, so your hair is special too! I’ve also gotten a lot better with practice! I won’t cut off all the hair like some of my others.”
Hearing her ‘reassuring’ words didn’t help Julia’s worry one bit. It was already a recipe for disaster for giving a reckless young girl like this scissors, ‘terrorizing’ her own dolls. But now she was the victim, and she absolutely did not want her nice, flowing long hair cut, especially by her.
She tried to wiggle free in an attempt to resist, but the restraints on the chair, plus Tammy’s hand squeezing her body tighter made these movements useless, as she saw the scissor coming closer toward her face until…
*snip*
“EEP!”
“Stay still dolly, we need to make you extra perfect.” Tammy replied to her plaything as she felt her body jolt upon clipping a part of the hair off. "I've cut the ear or scratched the face before and I don't wanna do it again."
Even though she didn’t want to admit it, Julia knew the giant girl was right. Any movements and struggles would only serve as an opportunity for her to make a mistake, and with how close she was waving those scissors close to her neck and head, that she desperately wanted to avoid.
The doll-sized girl could only anxiously close her eyes, holding back fearful tears as she felt the, to her, giant scissors breezing past her face and cutting away at her hair. She felt the long locks on her side falling down, as the weight on her head fell lighter and lighter. Her toes scrunched as she became increasingly more worried over how much damage this young child was doing to her.
By the time she heard Tammy shout “DONE!”, she was too fearful to even open her eyes and see the results, but she reluctantly did so as she was faced looking at her reflection in the mirror pointed toward her. She discovered her hair…
Julia’s face turned pale as she saw Tammy returning toward her with a pair of scissors, in which even despite them being smaller than normal scissors, they were still big enough relative to her to cover her entire face.
“A-are you sure this is a good idea?” Julia tried to say still forced down into the chair. “I mean, y-you know what you said to your mom? About doll’s hair not growing back.”
“Yeah,” she replied innocently, “but you’re a special talking dolly, so your hair is special too! I’ve also gotten a lot better with practice! I won’t cut off all the hair like some of my others.”
Hearing her ‘reassuring’ words didn’t help Julia’s worry one bit. It was already a recipe for disaster for giving a reckless young girl like this scissors, ‘terrorizing’ her own dolls. But now she was the victim, and she absolutely did not want her nice, flowing long hair cut, especially by her.
She tried to wiggle free in an attempt to resist, but the restraints on the chair, plus Tammy’s hand squeezing her body tighter made these movements useless, as she saw the scissor coming closer toward her face until…
*snip*
“EEP!”
“Stay still dolly, we need to make you extra perfect.” Tammy replied to her plaything as she felt her body jolt upon clipping a part of the hair off. "I've cut the ear or scratched the face before and I don't wanna do it again."
Even though she didn’t want to admit it, Julia knew the giant girl was right. Any movements and struggles would only serve as an opportunity for her to make a mistake, and with how close she was waving those scissors close to her neck and head, that she desperately wanted to avoid.
The doll-sized girl could only anxiously close her eyes, holding back fearful tears as she felt the, to her, giant scissors breezing past her face and cutting away at her hair. She felt the long locks on her side falling down, as the weight on her head fell lighter and lighter. Her toes scrunched as she became increasingly more worried over how much damage this young child was doing to her.
By the time she heard Tammy shout “DONE!”, she was too fearful to even open her eyes and see the results, but she reluctantly did so as she was faced looking at her reflection in the mirror pointed toward her. She discovered her hair…
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November 12
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