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Cartoon By Tim Whyatt.
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Pictures Are Worth A 1,000 Words  lol winner

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.

A Slippery Proposition  lol winner

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!

Surprise Visit  lol winner

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 married now.

A Hair-Raising Lunch Break  lol winner

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!

A Hunka, Hunka Burning Love  lol winner

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 wax.
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.

After checking 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 of the
strip. S&%T!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP.

Everything is 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 on it.

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 off.

" 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 wax.

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 the
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!"

Thanks for letting me share this embarrassing story!Rachel

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Signed, 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.


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!"


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!

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?

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.

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 that story.

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!


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!

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 impressed.

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!

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!

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!!!


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 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!



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

Amy B


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 weekend.

Charles K

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


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??


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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.

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 there


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 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 exam easier!


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?


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!


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


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


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.


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 to me!


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.


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 !



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!



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!



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 moments.


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