Hairless Girls

0000: Girls don’t have any hair below their noses.

Pamela was in a rush, and it was easier to type a short sentence than handle the specifics of the other case. She pressed enter, and closed her eyes as the familiar white flash engulfed the attic. When it passed, she tentatively opened her eyes and glanced down at her arm, a mix of nervousness and excitement coursing through her.

Her jaw dropped when she saw how naked her arm looked.

Not believing what she was seeing, she ran a finger over her forearm, searching for any rogue hair follicle - only to find none. Her arm was completely hairless.

It was the same with her upper lip.

Pamela started fumbling with her jeans, **** to see if the worse was behind her. Her eyes widened at the sight before her, her hope having been made a reality: her pussy was completely bare. She even ran a finger over its tender smoothness, shivering at the sensitivity of her naked skin. A quick pass over her pussy lips confirmed that it was indeed all gone.

Flabbergasted, she simply stared at the World Processor, numb with shock.

Bianca woke up hours before Pamela did. Unlike her friend, she didn’t share the luxury of having afternoon classes on Mondays and instead rushed to school first thing that morning. Needless to say, that fact alone would have been enough to ruin her Monday.

It didn’t help that she and her boyfriend had gotten into a fight over the phone last night.

Bianca had spent most of her evening chatting with Pamela about the World Processor, what they would do with it, and how they would change the world. By the time they went to their respective rooms, Bianca had come up with a hefty list of changes they could make come the morning when Kyle unlocked the attic again.

Her plans changed when her boyfriend Nick called her before bed.

Truth be told, she and Nick had entered a rough patch with their sex life recently. Putting it simply, Bianca wanted Nick to return the favor when it came to oral sex; she often gave him a blowjob as foreplay while he refused to eat her pussy, instead jumping straight to fucking her. The two had talked and Nick had revealed his apprehensions:

He refused to go down on a girl who wasn’t clean shaven.

That had made Bianca furious. After all, when they started dating, she had told him that the reason she didn’t shave her lady bits was because every time she did, she’d break out in horrible blisters and have so many ingrown hairs that it became rather painful. She instead opted to trim her hair short, which she felt was a decent compromise.

Nick disagreed, the two fought, and Bianca went to school this Monday morning, replaying the argument over and over in her head.

But some of that was soon to change.

Shortly before noon, a bright white flash engulfed the world. No one saw it, nor paid any attention to it. In fact, the flash was gone as soon as it began, disappearing in a fraction for a second. And, for the most part, the world remained unchanged. Even Bianca hadn't changed; she was still sitting in class, lost in thought, as she replayed in her head the argument she had shared with her boyfriend.

What had changed was her boyfriend’s reason for starting the argument. In a distant world, forgotten to all but Pamela, Bianca’s boyfriend had been firm on his stance that he refused to eat a hairy pussy. Now, in this reality, he claimed that he didn’t enjoy the taste of Bianca’s pussy.

And Bianca, like most girls, didn’t like to hear that she tasted, as Nick put it, ‘funky’.

Her anger stayed with her throughout the entire day and motivated her to head straight home after class. When she arrived, she was glad to see that she was the only one home – Pamela had class until late, Kyle was still at work, and Thomas was nowhere to be found.

Soon enough, she was before the World Processor, last night’s list of changes long forgotten, ready to put her boyfriend in her place. She touched the machine, prompting the World Processor to ask for a new user name, answered ‘yes’ when asked to remember the changes, and took a deep breath.

“Call my vagina ‘funky’, will you?”

And she started typing.