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|Cartoon By Tim Whyatt.
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My friends loved this story so I thought your audience might enjoy it
too. My boyfriend bought me the Bikini Shaving Solution and I had not used it yet.
I had been shaving my pubic area bald with store-bought shaving cream and the best razors I
could find for years and could not wait to try your products to see the difference When
my boyfriend was gone for a week for training, I let the hair grow in so it would make a
better shave. I thought, why not surprise him and use the Bikini Shaving Solution
right now? So as he was making the long drive home, I was getting ready for him.
I took a nice long hot shower and then put the Bikini Shaving Solution to good use. The
results were amazing, I was proud; it felt great and looked great also. I could not wait
to share it with him, so I took a photo of my freshly shaved region and sent it to my boyfriend's
phone with the caption, “think you can handle it?” He was not expecting this surprise
while he was driving down the interstate. He was so shocked and surprised that he dropped
the phone and he had to pull over to find it and regain his composure! Needless to say the
shave job was loved by all and we will be ordering more of your products in the future.
I decided around the age of 17 to start shaving down there. One time in the shower I
found out that to shave that area proved to be VERY difficult. As I was trying to get
the right angle I stepped backwards and realized I had forgotten about a bar of soap I had
accidentally dropped. I fell harder then a sack of potatoes. I think the house
must of shook because my mom came rushing into the bathroom to see if I was all right.
After she stopped laughing at the sight of me, she took me to the store and bought me some
hair removing wax!
I don't have the most hilarious hair removal story but I do have one of the most
embarrassing “down there” grooming stories. When I was in my bathroom shaving you-know-where,
my then-boyfriend came into the room. He did not announce his presence right away. Later he
confessed that he was there for at least 5 minutes. But he must have liked what he saw, because we’re
I'm at my office, during lunch, talking with some co-workers about nothing particularly
important. I was trying to figure out what to do with my lunchtime since I wasn't hungry. So while
standing by a friend's desk, I noticed a brochure for an eyebrow waxing. I decided, "Hmm, maybe I'll
go and get my eyebrows done”. I headed over there, get my eyebrows waxed, and after I'm finished the
lady asked (with an accent) “you want other wax?” I was feeling daring, so I said “YEAH… lemme
get a… BRAZILIAN”. I have never had a Brazilian wax or anything like it in my life before. The
lady took me to a back room, asks me to strip and begins the process. What followed was a series of rips,
many low grunts from me and finally the lady saying “it hurting me that you grunt. I stop now”. I left there
bare, red & with a new appreciation for the feeling of wind on my… all on my lunch break!
For our 1st anniversary my husband and I decided to “bare it all down there” as we had read an
article in Cosmo magazine that if you “went bare down there” it would heighten the sensations of sex. So, off to the
store we went. I decided on a wonderful raspberry scented depilatory cream and he opted for the sensitive skin formula.
When we got home we spread out two sheets in the living room floor and proceeded to help each other apply our respective
depilatory creams. Picture two grown adults lying naked, spread eagle on the living room floor with only depilatory
cream to cover our “naughty bits”. A few minutes after applying the creams my husband started to complain of a burning
sensation. I told him it would go away, as mine did not burn. A few more minutes went by and he again complained, through
gritted teeth, that it would hurt less if I were to poke his eyes out with a hot poker. We went to the bathroom to clean
him up after a few more minutes of pain and non-stop whining. We were are standing in the bathtub with my husbands
private parts soaking in a cup full of cold water, that I was graciously holding for him, while he complained that he is
sure we just burned his “naughty bits” completely off. After all that pain and effort the “heightened sensations” we were
so wanting never appeared. The only difference we noticed was some “loud noises" where we were bare “down there”.
All hair removal methods have tricked us with their promises of
easy, painless removal - The epilady, razors, Nair and now...the
My night began as any other normal weekday night. Come home fix
dinner, played with the kids. I then had the thought that would
ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: Maybe I should
pull the wax out of the medicine cabinet.
So I headed
to the site of my demise; the bathroom. It was one
of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just
rub the strips together in your hand and then they get warm and
you peel them apart press it to your leg (or wherever else) and
hair comes right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean
I'm no girly, girl but I am mechanically inclined enough that I
can figure it out. *YA THINK!!!*
So I pull one
of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other
stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, I get out the
hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees.
Cold wax my
rear end (Oh how this phrase haunts me!)
I lay the strip
across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull.
OK so it wasn't
the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal
no longer eludes me! I am She-ra, fighter of all wayward body hair
and smooth skin extraordinaire.
With my next
wax strip I move north.
on the kids I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair
fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the
toilet. Using the same procedure I apply the was strip across the
right side of bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina
and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was
a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself. RRRRIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!....OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half
strip. S&%T!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP.
swirly and spotted. Do I hear crashing drums??? OK, back to normal.
I want to see my trophy - A wax covered strip with my hairy pelt,
that has caused me so much pain, sticking to it. I want to revel
in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip!
There's no hair
Where is the
hair. WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still
perched on the toilet.. I see the hair..The hair that should be
on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. S&%T I run my fingers
over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in
cold wax and matted hair.
Then I make
the next BIG mistake...................remember my foot is
still propped up on the toilet. I know I need to do something. So
I put my foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of the cell
door. Vagina? Sealed shut. Butt?? Sealed shut. I penguin walk around
the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself
"Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop
" Hot water!!
Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into
the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax covered bits and the wax should
melt and I can gently wipe it off right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!*I get in
the tub - the water is slightly hotter than then that used to torture
prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the
only thing worse that having your nether businesses glued together
is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the
tub. In scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold
So, now I'm
stuck to the bottom of the tub!! God bless the man that convinced
me I should have a phone in the bathroom!!!!! I call my friend thinking
surely she's waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone.
It's a very good conversation starter "So, my butt and who-ha
are stuck to the bottom of the tub!" There is a
slight pause. She doesn't have a secret trick but does try to hide
laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located
on bottom "Are we talking cheeks or hole or what?" She's
laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown
and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!!
Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night.
While we go
through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with
a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered
in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and
then dry shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working,
dignity has taken a major hike and I slip into glazed donut land.
My friend is still talking with me and my hand reaches towards the
saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.
What do I really have to lose at this point. I rub some on and OH
MY GOD!!!!!!! The scream probably woke the kids, scared the dickens
out of my friend, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!
I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I
successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to
my grief and despair..................................
THE HAIR IS
STILL THERE.......................ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.
So I shaved it off. Heck, I'm numb at this point.
Next week I'm going to try hair color......
I was at a guy friend's house with another good friend,
her very free-spirited French co-worker, and a few other
of my close male friends. We had all had a few too many
glasses of wine and the French woman started espousing
the wonders of a good shave/wax job down there. She
was especially skilled at making cute hearts, her husband
proudly announced. I admitted that I'd never done much
in the way of pubic grooming. Suddenly, I was being
bombarded by encouragement from everyone. I turned around
to find my guy friend at the ready with fresh razor,
towel, shaving cream and a goofy grin. I'm pretty adventurous,
so glass in hand, pulled up my skirt and let the French
woman go to town amid cheers from my friends. The heart
turned out great. Over the next several weeks and months
I would get passing comments from friends of friends--
'How's the heart?' 'I hear you like French wines.' and
wonder who had told them about the silly evening. To
my shock and horror, I discovered that my guy friend
had posted a slide show on his computer of photos he
had taken without me realizing. Everyone who came over
his house had seen them! I have since forgiven him and
together we made a mock advertisement of the "priceless"
commercial using one of the more risque' pictures: "Razor-6
dollars, shaving cream-4 dollars, French wine---18 dollars,
witnessing your gal pal getting her naughty bits shaved
by a French woman-PRICELESS!"
for letting me share this embarrassing story!
I had been shaving down there for a particular special
person I had been dating. The frequency of it kept leaving
me with a "5 o clock shadow feel" and I was
desperate to get a very smooth, subtle feel for a super
special weekend. I decided to try Nair. I applied it
all over down there, all secret places, for a really
smooth finish. Well needless to say, when I rinsed it
away, I was more than smooth, but within minutes smoothness
turned to a severe burning sensation, which then stared
to blister! I was in sooooo much pain that NOTHING at
all could happen that weekend. I was not only in pain,
but had to explain why. Thankfully he was very understanding
and we did experience intimacy in different ways, but
boy did I learn a lesson!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
No more Nair down there!!
My first thought was that I'd never share this story
because this stuff never happens to anyone but me. Of
course at the time I'd never heard of your website and
didn't know that this sort of thing was common. I got
married very young and was still living at home with
my parents and brothers at the time. So it was the night
before my wedding and I'd just gotten back from my bachelorette
party and knew it was time to "get ALL ready" for the
wedding night. I was planning on creating a heart down
there and since I had never done this before and didn't
really know what I was doing it took a lot of work and
pain. I used Nair, scissors, wax, razors, lotion, every
lousy product I could find to try and make it look perfect
for the big night. I was in the bathroom for over an
hour and what it ended up looking like was red, swollen,
itchy, and misshapen. So crushed and exhausted I went
to bed...without cleaning up. Unfortunately, my brothers
were the first ones to use the bathroom in the morning.
They reacted as only brothers would by telling EVERYONE
about all the products and hair that they had found.
I didn't know this until my new husband saw the "results"
and said, "So this is what everyone was talking about."
Now our anniversary is coming up and shortly after that
my Marine husband is leaving for Iraq and I'd like the
chance to try again.
STYLE BY HOSPITAL
My worst experience with shaving down there was done by
a nurse in preparation for a Caesarean. I argued with
the hospital staff to let me do the shaving... and then
for my boyfriend to.... In the end the staff won when
they gave me an epidural, but I was heard down the hallway
yelling, "This isn't very sexy!"
GRANDMOTHER GETS EXPOSED
My husband and I have been together for over 15 years
and have a pretty comfortable home and lifestyle. We have
two yorkies, a small home, and both have kids from previous
marriages. All of them are older and have moved away from
home. We both enjoy our simple, quiet lifestyle; our privacy
and our active sex lives.
One day his daughter informs us she and her daughter are
moving in with us for a little while. It’s a little cramped,
but you do what you’ve got to do for family. This of course
has put a little cramp in our privacy and ultimately our
sex lives. Then a few weeks later my daughter is having
issues and she and her daughter move in for "a little
while." So we are busting at the seams with four adults,
one teen, one three-year-old and two yorkies.......and
NO privacy. Then one blessed day I find out that everyone
is going away for the weekend tomorrow. YEAH, ok, so find
the candles, plan a nice dinner and don't forget to shave!!
I am in the bathroom and using my electric razor behind
closed doors.....getting primed for our big weekend. The
dogs of course hear this and start barking! My three-year-old
granddaughter comes upstairs to find out what all the
ruckus is about.She opens the door to the bathroom (I
didn't think to lock it) and sees me in all my glory.
So her Mom comes up to find kid, husband tries to quiet
dogs, and the other two are just curious. Now everyone
is looking at everyone, dogs stop barking. Mom asks what
is going on and the three-yea -old ever so innocently
announces in a very loud voice "O, Nanny is just shaving
her POE" (that's what she calls it)
I wanna crawl in a hole, I wanna run away...
We did have a wonderful weekend alone and had a good laugh
about it. I think the 15-year-old will be in therapy for
awhile to get over this one! How do share with your teen
friends that your Grandmother shaves her hair down there!
ALL IN THE NAME OF ART
Shaving down there has never been a pleasant experience
for me. The few times I tried it, I got painful ingrown
hairs and irritated skin. At one point, times were lean
and I spent weeks trying to get a nude modeling gig for
an art class for extra money. I finally got a call to
come in the next day to fill in for a sick model. Since
I was pretty hairy, I decided to clean up the edges a
bit with Nair- the kind formulated for down there, I might
add. While applying it, it smeared further over than I
had planned, so I did the same on the other side to match-
but that smeared, too. This happened back and forth a
few times. By the time I was done applying, I had nothing
but this little tuft left, like a Treasure Troll's hair.
I decided I'd get the scissors for that, and let the product
work. Well, I had your typical hideous reaction- searing
pain, missing patches of skin, and a bright red mound!
I was in too much pain to even think about the scissors
for the tuft. The next morning, it was worse. All the
missing patches of skin were oozing, it was really gross.
So, I sprinkled some baby powder on, for camouflage. Except
the powder caked in big clumps. All the bowlegged limping
around to get ready and applying the powder had me running
late, so no time for scissors. And of course, this is
when my period started, just as I was about to leave,
far too late to cancel.
Once I arrived at the class, I noticed the powder was
randomly falling off, in small and large clumps. So, for
my one -and only- time to pose nude in front of an art
class, I stood there with my tufted red mound with white
patches, looking for all the world like some weird poisonous
mushroom lamp, complete with an on/off tampon pull string,
powder falling like bad dandruff, avoiding eye contact
with the entire room, and mentally chanting "Don't scratch,
don't cry." Changing poses without rubbing the area must
have been hysterical to see, as I moved v-e-r-y slowly
and deliberately. I have not done anything down there
since--- can you blame me?
SO MUCH FOR MODELING
I work as a nude model for college-level art classes.
I get professional Brazilian waxes and shave in between
to keep things clean. One morning, I was running late
and had to shave quickly with my awful disposable razor
and old shaving cream. Apparently, I cut myself several
times but just thought I had really bad razor burn from
doing a slipshod job. I arrived at the college, ready
for my first class of about 30 students, stripped down,
and began doing the short poses. On the second or third
pose, I had my back to the class. I heard a few giggles
and a loud gasp. I tried to just ignore it, maintain professionalism,
and hold the pose. But I quickly found out what had shocked
them when the instructor asked me if I was alright. I
followed her gaze to my backside where blood had caked
between my cheeks and run down one of my thighs from where
I had cut myself! To make things worse, I am booked there
weekly for the entire rest of the semester.
NO SALAD TONIGHT
I was visiting my Grandma and had asked to borrow her
scissors, not telling her what I needed them for. I heard
her rummaging around in the kitchen and figured she was
getting them out of the utility drawer that she throws
all her misc. junk in. So I went to my room and trimmed
my hair down there and then went to take a shower to finish
up with a shave. I left the scissors on my bed when I
went to take my shower. When I got out of the shower they
were gone!!! What the heck. So I got dressed and went
out to find my Grandma tossing a salad. The scissors were
sitting on the counter right next to the salad bowl. She
asked if I needed them back. She said she hadn't wanted
to bug me while I was in the shower but she needed to
use the scissors to cut up LETTUCE for the salad. Needless
to say I didn't eat any salad that night. Thank God no
one complained of any hair in their salads. :0)~ What
could I have said? I would have never heard the end of
NO MORE WAX
After a recent shower I decided this would be a good time
to wax 'down there'. Now the reason I chose waxing over
shaving is that when I shaved before there was that horrible
itching. Also, the few times I had tried waxing 'down
there' it seemed to work out pretty well. No stubble and
very little itching. It's just the process of waxing that
is a deterrent. So, with the anticipated pain in mind
I prepared the first strip, applied it to the chosen area,
rubbed the strip three times in the direction of hair
growth, just like the product instructed, and ripped the
strip off in the opposite direction. This was followed
by the immediate, breath-stopping pain that was expected.
However, this time it didn't fade away as quickly as it
usually did. Also, the wax strip did not have a single
hair on it! Eventually the pain died down a bit so I set
about cleaning off the wax that was still in my hair.
The whole time promising that I will never try waxing
again .The next thing I know, I notice that there is a
bit of blood in the water. Soon the bit of blood starts
to look like a lot of blood and now I'm beginning to worry.
So, very gently I wash out the remaining wax and grab
a compact mirror on the way out of the bathroom. I sat
down on the couch to check out the damage. It turned out
that I had ripped one inch of the tissue in a really delicate
area. So, now I'm really feeling like an idiot and wondering
how many people have needed stitches on their genitals.
I decided just to sit quietly for a few minutes with my
legs closed and try to think of a few plausible stories
to tell my gyno on Monday for what seemed like an inevitable
appointment. But after half an hour it didn't hurt any
longer and the bleeding had stopped. It's almost completely
healed now and it never interrupted my work out schedule.
So, there's the story and while it may seem traumatic
I was able to start laughing about it after a day or two.
However, I clearly need a Hair Care Down There kit!
REFORMED CHEMICAL MAVEN
I RECENTLY TRIED THE DEPILATORY METHOD OF HAIR REMOVAL.
NO NAMES. THE PACKAGE SAID SAFE, GENTLE, NO SMELL, YEAH
RIGHT. IT SMELLED FAINTLY LIKE CUCUMBER AND A LOT LIKE
BURNING INSULATION. MUST BE THE HAIR. IT WAS FORMULATED
SPECIFICALLY FOR THE BIKINI LINE AND I HAVE USED THIS
METHOD FOR MY LEGS AND TRUSTED THIS BRAND. I CHOSE A PATTERN
TO FOLLOW AND READ THE INSTRUCTIONS AND THEN BEGAN TO
APPLY THE PRODUCT. AT FIRST IT WAS JUST A MILD TINGLING
BUT BY THE TIME I HAD APPLIED THE LOTION TO THE CHOSEN
AREA THE TINGLING HAD TURNED INTO AN INTENSE BURNING.
I RAN SCREAMING TO THE SHOWER TO ATTEMPT TO WASH THE STUFF
OFF. I AM THOROUGHLY CONVINCED THIS WAS A LETHAL COMBINATION
OF NAIL GLUE AND ACID. I LITERALLY HAD TO SOAP UP AND
SCRUB NOT ONCE, NOT TWICE BUT THREE TIMES BEFORE ALL RESIDUE
WAS GONE. AS SOON AS AIR HIT THE "AREA" I REALIZED I WAS
IN TROUBLE. THERE WERE NOT ONLY RED, IRRITATED AREAS,
BUT PLACES WHERE THERE WERE OPEN LESIONS ON MY SKIN. IT
TOOK THE BETTER PART OF A WEEK TO HEAL, SANS UNDERWEAR,
SINCE WE ALL KNOW THAT ELASTIC FALLS RIGHT ON THE BIKINI
LINE. I WENT THRU TWO TUBES OF DIAPER RASH CREAM FOR RELIEF.
IT TOOK A FULL SIX MONTHS TO RECOVER FROM THAT EXPERIENCE
BEFORE I WOULD EVEN CONSIDER SHAVING AGAIN. TALK ABOUT
A HAIRY, SCARY. I LOOK FORWARD TO ORDERING AND TRYING
YOUR PRODUCT IN THE NEAR FUTURE AND WILL LET YOU KNOW
OF THE RESULTS.
DIAPER RASH…MINUS THE DIAPER
It was the day after Christmas and I was modeling the
naughty nurse costume my boyfriend gave me. When I bent
over seductively to reach into my medical bag, he burst
out laughing. It turns out that some "pubic foliage"
was creeping out of my thong. When he finally stopped
laughing, he suggested a shave, something I always wanted
to try but didn't think I was coordinated enough to do.
So he got out his new electric razor his parents got him
and went to work on me. He was pressing really hard to
try and get all the hair. It was starting to burn, so
he got a disposable razor and a bar of soap instead. He
lathered me up, took a couple of swipes with the blade,
and I started to scream! The soap was one of those little
decorative kinds and the perfuming agent aggravated the
irritation from the electric razor! My skin was bright
red and I was crying hysterically and running around naked
looking for something to soothe me. (Running with my knees
spread about three feet apart! Visualize the way a cowboy
in chaps walks.) I tried rinsing and patting dry with
a towel, but it just made it worse! So I sent him to go
find an open store (it was 3 am) to buy diaper rash cream
and baby powder. The cashier must have thought he was
a frantic father with a crying baby at home!
THE BRUISED BIKINI
I have a (possibly not so funny) story regarding pubes,
or the lack
thereof. I'd been shaving down there for a couple years
(brazilian) and had recently begun dating my best male
friend. He had never been with a completely pube-less
woman and wondered what the experience would be like.
Now, I must mention that said male friend lives in California
and I live in Minnesota and we'd known each other for
years before this. Anyway, I decided to surprise him when
he flew out to see me and I waxed my nether regions. I
was absolutely unprepared for the sheer agony. Words cannot
express the wave of agony I felt when I ripped the wax
off for the first time. I had to keep going, though, so
I wouldn't look lopsided. I waxed off every last darned
hair and was very impressed at how smooth it was. I was
swollen and red and couldn't walk upright from the pain
but figured that this would pass so I gently iced everything
down for a while and went to bed.I woke up the next morning
(the morning his flight was arriving) and checked. Sure
enough, the swelling was down and the redness was gone.
It was all replaced by one hideous solid black and blue
bruise. EVERYTHING (and yes, I mean everything) was black
and blue and horribly sensitive. It looked like a bruised
bikini, I kid you not. Needless to say, I spent the weekend
not only avoiding romance but remaining much more clothed
than usual. I explained it to him about a month later.
He found it hilarious.
About six months ago I was preparing for a big date. Now
to be honest, the best I have ever done is to depilate
the sides of my pubic area to keep it neat.Well as I hadn't
done it for some time, and I was looking forward to my
big date, I decided it was well overdue. So I generously
spread hair removal cream over the area I had chosen,
armed myself with a glass of wine and sat on the lounge,
legs spread for the world to see. About two minutes into
the treatment the phone rang. I stood up, crab-walked
over and picked it up. Realizing it was my girlfriend,
I promptly picked up my wine and sat down (cross legged
I might add) to have a good hour-long conversation. Finally
realizing what I had done, I jumped up, only to find I
was now armed with a ginger Mohawk. My big date was most
After a phone call from my boyfriend that let me know
he was 10 minutes away from my house, I freaked. I didn't
have time to hop in the shower and shave, and I had run
out of wax a couple of weeks before. Desperate, I grabbed
my Nair bottle and ignored the "Do not use near or
on private or extremely sensitive areas". I figured
that hair was hair and the product didn't know where it
was going, so I slathered it on and waited. About 5 minutes
later, I felt the worst burning feeling in the world.
I washed the stuff off and I had scabs and bumps everywhere!
It hurt to even walk! When my boyfriend got there I told
him what I did and he laughed and we settled onto the
couch to watch a movie, but no touch was my rule for a
couple of days!
THE FIRST TIME
My best friend & I decided to shave down there for
the first time after reading an article in one of our
magazines. We were both nervous so we decided to take
turns in the bathroom with the wax and we were at each
other’s side if needed. She went first and I heard
her screams and almost felt like backing out but I didn’t.
She came out and said to just get it over with and I would
be fine. So when I finally suffered through the quick
ripping of my hair from my flesh, I noticed there was
still a small patch left. I wasn’t about to suffer
through another rip so I grabbed the razor from the shower
and and quickly sliced away the path and pulled back on
my skirt. We were supposed to meet my parents for dinner
so we got ready and left. It wasn’t until we were
in the restaurant that my friend motioned for me to look
down, and to my horror there was a big red mark on my
new white skirt. I placed my purse in front of me and
hurried to the bathroom to discover my skirt was stuck
to my skin from the wax and I had cut myself in the spot
with the razor. I almost made it home without my parents
noticing it until we walked in the door and my dad spotted
the red stain and asked me about it. I told my mom and
while I was carefully aiding my cut, I heard my parents
laughing over it down stairs. How embarrassing!
A STRIPED SURPRISE
Well, I was going to get together with my boyfriend for
a special weekend since he lives in Canada and we only
saw each other every other month. I thought I'd do the
sexy thing and go clean down there but decided against
shaving. Nair seemed like the best option since I loved
the way it left my legs so smooth. I even bought the kind
made for bikini hair and excitedly took to the task. After
smearing it on I started feeling some burning but ignored
it thinking “ it’s only for a few minutes”.
Imagine my horror when I wiped it off and along with my
hair came my SKIN! The cream had literally taken entire
strips of my skin off!!! I was in terrible pain and when
water touched my skin I wanted to jump out of it. To add
insult to injury I looked like a zebra down there because
my skin is brown and where the skin came off were large
white stripes. After the pain died down a bit I tried
to cover up the horrible looking mess with foundation
.. .only to have it end up all over my boyfriend's face
after he got done pleasing me. What a mess! Anyhow I still
want to take it all off butam in mortal fear so if you
can, GIVE ME A KIT!!!
LEAVES A BAD TASTE
Early on in my shaving exploits, a friend told me that
after a fresh shave, I should apply a little antiperspirant
at the bikini line where the panty elastic rubs to help
prevent razor bumps (by the way-this actually works).
In anticipation of a passionate night on Valentine's Day,
I shaved everywhere but a heart-shaped tuft up front,
and applied the antiperspirant to keep the look smooth.
My boyfriend appreciated the lovely view and proceeded
to show his appreciation with relish. During his foray,
he was constantly licking the inside of my thighs, not
that I minded. Afterwards, he carefully broached the subject
that I might want to go see a doctor because I "tasted
funny". As it turns out, he was licking my thighs to get
rid of the taste of the deodorant!
"I’LL SHOW YOU…”
I had shaved "down there" for my ex-boyfriend on a semi-regular
basis and felt that it was plenty good enough. However,
he felt that it wasn't up to par. He was very into "adult
videos" and had unrealistic expectations of what my "down
there" should look like. So one day he got fed up and
to decided that he was going to go hairless and show me
how it should be done. The next day a friend and I went
over to his house to hang out. He was spending an awful
long time in his room so we knocked on the door and asked
what he was doing. Even though he yelled “nothing!”, we
could hear a slight buzzing sound. Curiosity got the best
of us, so we opened the door to find him completely naked,
and hunched over with hair clippers, with his “cajones”
in his hand. I guess he sure showed me!
A BAD REACTION
I have had many bad experiences with shaving/waxing down
there, but this was horrible in a completely different
way. Because of my many bad shaving experiences, I didn't
shave regularly for a while. Then about a year ago, I
bought a kit that contained "Nair Bikini Creme" and I
thought I had found gold or something. Apparently I didn't
think that several years before because I had an awful
allergic reaction to Nair and had not used it since. To
make a long story short, the same happened here, just
much, much worse. So I stick my head out the bathroom
door to ask my mom what to do about an allergic reaction
to Nair (didn't tell her where it was) and she just happened
to have a friend there who knew what to do. So I have
to wait while her friend makes up this stuff and comes
to the door and was like "here, let me come in and put
this on you." She must have thought it was on my legs.
Needless to say I told her no and she got kind of offended.
So she took the stuff and dumped it out. I burned really
bad after that but do you really want to explain that
to a scary old woman who you don't know? Or worse, have
her touch you? No way. I need so much help that I think
hair removal was not designed for me. lol
ONE FOR THE BOOKS
I had a business trip to Denver and my girl planned on
joining me for the weekend. I picked her up at the airport
that Friday night, happy to see her and looking forward
to many planned activities. I noticed, however, that she
was walking strange but figured maybe she had injured
her leg or foot. After we got to the hotel and settled
in I finally asked her what was going on. She told me
then what had happened. She knows how I really like a
clean shaven woman-- I think it’s sexy. She shaved before
but usually with my assistance, even though we could never
get things totally smooth. She wanted to surprise me with
a smooth hairless area, so she used nair in that area.
While the nair was doing its thing she walked around (this
was all done in the privacy of her bathroom). Well, walking
around caused irritation down there and she was very raw
in that area and could hardly close her legs. Our weekend
was spent going to health stores trying to find something
to give her relief. I appreciated the effort but hated
the fact that she was in such pain. So much for the special
A CHEERLEADER STUNT!
Homecoming my senior year- Captain of the varsity cheerleaders:
I shaved down there as usual. While I was going through
warm-ups with the squad, I experienced some itching, but
thought nothing of it. Later during the game, a group
of girls and I were doing a stunt called a "straddle"
(3 girls hold up the top girl (me!) and I sit with my
legs wide open). Well, the one girl that was under my
butt questioned if I maybe got poison ivy recently. Quite
confused, I told her no. It seems that my sensitive skin
had reacted to the shaving cream, or possibly dull razor,
and the rash spread all over my inner thighs and butt
area! And the tight elastic leg holes of my lollipops
did NOT help the situation...No wonder it was itching!
So my stunting group started off on a very, um, personal
level that season and it's all thanks to my sensitive
skin/rash down there
A SHOWER TO REMEMBER!
It's been about a year ago that I was shaving my bikini
line in the shower and decided to get a little adventurous
for my boyfriend. But as I was shaving and trimming, a
big clap of thunder rolled through and scared me enough
to make me jump, and yes, cut myself. That is the most
pain I think I have ever been in, not to mention that
it took it forever to stop bleeding. So needless to say
I've been a little apprehensive about doing anything other
than keeping the area trimmed. I would like to try something
different but I am still a little scared. Any suggestions??
Note From HCDT Staff:
We suggest that you get the Ultimate Shaving Kit and start
shaving in your bathtub or another safe area where you
are not affected by weather.
WHAT A MESS!
I had a terrible waxing incident many years ago. I didn't
think I'd ever get the wax off. It was the worse kind
of torture. Then I started using those really smelly depilatories.
I had a system. After the depilatory was rinsed off, I
would apply Witch Hazel with cotton balls, then aloe gel
(the kind for sunburns) and after it dried I put on Gold
Bond powder. It was such a smelly mess. Smelled like a
perm at a beauty shop! Nowadays, I sneak my husband's
beard/mustache trimmer. It does a pretty good job. I never
entertained the idea of actually styling the hair down
I have always done my best at keeping myself groomed nicely.
Whenever I’m expecting an intimate night I make sure I’m
freshly shaven but the one night I sort of forgot to do
the after-the-shower check to make sure all hair was removed.
Well, long story short, I had done a pretty successful
job of removing all the hair that grows down there BUT
I didn’t notice the hair that had become trapped in that
region while I had been washing my hair in the shower.
Girls with long hair... you should know what I’m talking
about. Needless to say, when my boyfriend was trying to
please... he had to hesitate to remove several very long
pieces of hair that didn’t belong. Although it was quite
embarrassing then (and confusing for him), I have a good
laugh when I think back on it.
This may sound out of the norm but yes, I’m a man. I ride
a bike and sometimes I’m in the saddle for up to 4 or
5 hours. Well, the bike shorts that I wear rub on everything
down under. So I thought I’d shave a bit to see if that
would help. Well what I shaved with NO ONE should ever
do. I shaved with my Norelco razor with micro action.
OH MY. I was so burned that I didn’t think I’d ever be
able to use my penis again. I was so sore. Never do this
and I mean never. I didn’t ride for two weeks and I never
did that again. I shave to this day but I leave the Norelco
razor for my face and not for down under. The Ultimate
shaving kit is what you need to use. Happy Shaving to
BARED IT ALL!
Being 20 and just married, my wife and I thought it would
be cool to be bare down there. I did mine and it was pretty
cool! The wife loved it and I must admit it felt good.
But, I didn't realize my next set of classes in college
included a swimming class! How embarrassing to have to
shower in front of the other guys and me shaved !!! I
thought out my future schedule before shaving again. LOL.
After 28 years of marriage and raising three children
(and sending them out into the world), we've been enjoying
our privacy more lately. One night last weekend, I asked
my husband if he'd like me to try a cleaner look "down
there." Even though we got married in the liberated 70's,
we'd never done that before. He responded enthusiastically,
and offered to assist. I thought he probably had a better
view than I did, anyway. Well, he had a little more thorough
job in mind than I did, and shaved just about everything
that could be shaved! I was surprised, but kind of liked
the way it turned out. Until I remembered that I have
an appointment with my doctor next week for my yearly
exam... A doctor I've been seeing for the last 20 years.
I told him he was going to need to come with me and explain
what happened himself. He offered to write a note saying
"It was my idea, not hers." Then we thought about it and
figured that my doctor probably has seen this before,
and she wouldn't be too surprised-- may even make the
It was my first month of college. I lived in an all-girls
dorm, and there was a communal shower for every hall.
While in the shower one day, I decided to go for it, to
shave my down there area, with my shaving gel and razor.
I had to stand up and put my leg up on the wall in attempt
to get a good angle. I was pulling off the excess fuzzy
hair. I didn't want it to clog the very old drain, so
I put it up on the soap-holder with intentions of placing
it in the trash can after I was finished. I piled a good
amount of hair that may have resembled a small rodent
on the soap-holder. I left the shower feeling very clean
and smooth, and I completely forgot about discarding the
hair. Big mistake. Just an hour later, there was a knock
on my door, and a girl from the hall entered the room
looking very distressed and disgusted. She was going door
to door playing detective. She asked my roommate and I
if we had had a shower earlier, and which shower we had
showered in. After catching a glimpse of the dark brown
mass in the soap-holder, she had come to the conclusion
that someone had pooped in the shower and set the poop
in the soap-holder! She told us not to tell anyone about
this, because she didn't want anyone to find out that
someone had pooped in our "prestigious" dorm shower!!
If she had done the calculations correctly, she probably
realized that it was me... I never got a chance to explain,
but how could I explain something like that?
BITTEN BY THE SHADOW!
I've been shaving "down there" for years. It progressed,
from the start with a heart for my boyfriend on V-day--to
a landing strip, to a Chaplin to nothing. One time an
old boyfriend was down there--and apparently I had a few
days growth. Anyway, he was moving his hand that had a
paper cut on it when the 5 o’clock shadow got him just
right. He yelled, "Ouch!" I'm like what the h*ll??? He
said, “ your pussy bit me!!! I still laugh about it!
MY PREGNANT STORY!
Here is my story. I was 8 1/2 months pregnant and had
preclampsia at the time, which meant that I was extremely
swollen and couldn't see below my huge belly. I knew that
I was going to be induced, so I wanted to shave myself
down there to make it look better. Well, I couldn't even
reach my pubes down there with a razor so I used a pair
of scissors. I had cuts everywhere and since I had a high
risk pregnancy, many people were looking down there and
I had to explain to everyone why I had nicks down there.
Another problem is that no matter what I do, I get razor
burn and I need your kit so bad, so please
“AN ITCHIN’ IN MY…”
I've always fantasized about my wife being completely
clean shaven. She would never do it because of the post
itch and irritation. One day she offered my fantasy if
I went clean for her first and agreed that it was no big
deal. I was excited and in the tub that night going to
work on myself. The legs were really no big deal, but
once I got to "down there" things became more difficult.
I can proudly say that I managed the process nicely without
cuts or burns. My wife was also pleased. What she knew
that I didn't was that the next few days when the hair
began to grow back would be uncomfortable for me. WOW!
Was it ever. It itched like crazy. Every time she saw
me shift in my seat or rub she would say, "what comes
around goes around" and then she would just laugh. I've
still never received my fantasy. I could really use the
Ultimate Shaving Kit to turn it back around, and yes,
I am willing to try it again the right way
CAUTION: BLEACH AHEAD!
One time I decided it would be fun to shave my pubic hair
into a heart and dye it pink for Valentine's Day. I shaved
the area up nicely into a heart and got out the dye kit
I had bought at the beauty supply store. The kit instructed
you to bleach your hair blonde before dyeing it pink to
get the darkest pink shade. I figured it would be no big
deal, so I mixed up the lightener and smeared it on. OH
MY GOD! The bleach seeped into my just-shaved skin area
and began to burn like crazy! I tried to wash it off,
but my skin began to burn very badly and huge welts began
to form even where the mix hadn't touched. I tried to
put some Calamine lotion on it to soothe the area, and
I ended up having to go to the hospital because I am actually
allergic to the ingredients in hair lighteners! The doctor
had to look at my "area" covered in pink lotion and what
was left of my little heart shape (where the actual hair
had also been burned by the bleach), and he started laughing
and told me I must be a very daring girl. I had to cancel
my hot V-day's date and spend the evening at home slathered
in ointment and ice packs.
MOMMY’S BOO BOO!
I have always shaved "down there" for as long as I could
remember. I always used a razor, and had to shave quite
often. I constantly got cuts, bumps and razor burn. I
tried everything from pricy shaving creams to shave with
and lotions to use afterwards. Well, one day I decided
to try a "hands free" hair removal product, figuring it
has to be better and easier than shaving. Well, I prepped
myself, meaning I took my clothing off from the waist
down, sat on my couch with my two year- old daughter just
watching me in wonder as I glided the cream all over my
genital area. I was supposed to leave the cream on for
no longer than 10 minutes, then wipe off the hair. Well,
just about 10 minutes were up, and I am walking around
the house with this white cream when all of a sudden the
folicles down there just started bleeding. At first I
didn't know it until my daughter was looking at me, pointing
down there saying "mommy, boo-boo on gina (short for vagina)...mommy
boo-boo, mommy boo-boo.” So I looked down and noticed
the bleeding, and immediately went to wash the cream off.
To my great disappointment, it didn't even remove any
hair, just burned real bad, made me bleed and gave me
a red rash. But it was all worth it to hear my little
girl look at me and say "mommy boo-boo gina" and ask me
what was wrong with my pee-pee. LOL. I definitely learned
my lesson, and have purchased your product, and resorted
back to shaving!
Last summer I decided to shave it all off and it ended
up to be a pretty bad idea because the hair in the front
grew ALOT longer that if I wanted to. I could've done
some small braids. It felt really gross cause before I
shaved I didn't have that big of a problem. Anyway, I
decided to trim it w/ a pair of scissors and when I was
trimming the bottom part I actually took a snip from one
side of my private part. After I said OUCH! very loudly
I decided to look and saw that I had sniped it by the
vagina opening. I've been terrified to shave or trim since
then so you can probably imagine the "big mess" I have.
PLEASE help me by giving me a kit. It would mean so much
YOU GO, GIRL!
One night I complained to my husband that he never bought
me any sexy outfits. He said that was because I never
shaved down there. So later, I went to take my bath and
did everything wrong and ended up with severe razor burn.
So I hollered for my husband to get me some of his aftershave.
Anything to take the burn away at the moment. He came
in and poured some into my hands to rub down there and
I screamed even more. Turns out that he grabbed his cologne
and not the aftershave. Needless to say, a week later,
I had two new sexy outfits.
COMING BACK TO THE SINGLE SCENE!
I was contemplating different ways to remove that unwanted
hair for my new exciting sex life. Having used "cheapie"
clippers in the past, I thought I'd try clippers again.
I ordered a nice clipper set from a reputable company
- it came with several length attachments, a recharger,
and the very large and sturdy clipper itself.
Getting ready for my hoping to be HOT date, I decided
to get out the clippers and the mirror and go to work
on my 70s mega bush. I put on the one-eighth inch attachment
and got out the mirror...everything was great until the
super clipper really got out of control....was vibrating
and I lost control...and before I knew it, blood everywhere!
The clippers hit my ass and took out a chunk! So, imagine,
I go on my hot date...and I'm unable to sit...because
my ass hurts so bad! Needless to say, I wasn't able to
show off my new trim. I NEED YOUR KIT !
JOIN THE CIRCUS?
When I fractured my foot I had to sit down to take a shower.
During that time, I wanted to try something different
down there, so I figured I would try no hair. After I
shaved it off and got out of the shower, I realized I
didn’t get the hair on the sides or further down, and
when I stood up it looked like I was a clown---a little
on the sides and a little on top. I couldn’t help but
laugh at this so-called new style!
LIKE A LOBSTER...
Last fall I decided I would keep my summer tan by using
a tanning bed. I hadn't shaved in a while considering
the cooler weather and I wasn't dating anyone, so what
was the point? After about 4 or 5 tanning sessions I decided
to shave so I wouldn't be all pasty white under there
and nice and brown everywhere else. Well, that was a bad
idea, considering the rest of my body was accustomed to
the harsh UV Rays except for that one little area that
was always covered. A few hours after my tanning session
that day I felt a little tender and irritated down there.
I thought maybe it was from the lotion. When I went to
check it out, the entire area I had shaved was bright
red and very sore. I had burnt! Though painful, it was
very funny. For a week after my little incident I was
referred to as "lobster box." LOL!
NOT A KODAK MOMENT
When I first started shaving down there, I broke every
rule in the book and ended up with a horrible burn. I
was so traumatized that I never wanted to touch a razor
again. Unfortunately, I recently spent a week's pay at
the neighborhood lingerie store, and didn't want to look
like a beast when I decided to show it off. So me, being
quite the genius, whipped out some Nair to take care of
all of it. All was well for about three seconds before
my eyes were watering and I was howling in burning pain.
I spent the next minute or so getting my bath water as
cold as possible and positioning myself on my back, rump
in the air under the bath faucet. Not one of my more elegant
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