So I’m tired, and I just want to pack up and go home, the sleep and have a dream about all those clits I just cut. But I’m happy. I am getting much closer now. There are many interesting stories to share with the class and my friends.

There is this Lesbian couple insisting on banding their clits. I explain to them that the process is agonizing and it could take days before their clits falls off. But they insist on it, so I band their clits. I haven’t heard from them so I suppose they are OK.

Then there is this woman who wants her husband to bite off her clit. I told her, if she wants to get it removed, we would do it properly. If she insists on having it bitten off, she’s at her own risk. Don’t forget the scar will look horrible. Her clit is now in our specimen jar. She took the cutting tube.

I’m packing up my instruments and ready to go home. With 40 clit specimen under my belt, it’s only another 60 before I get my license.

Suddenly this young woman shows up in my cutting booth. She looks like she’s in desperate need for help.

Young woman: “Good evening doc”

Sally: “Good evening, you can call me Sally”

Young woman: “Hi Sally. My name is Jelita. I really need your help”

Sally: “Sure. What can I do for you ?”

Jelita: “I need my clit to be cut, as soon as possible”

I look at this young woman. She’s about 22 to 25. Very pretty with her smooth olive skin, somewhat curly dark hair and very nice curves. She’s wearing a tight white top and a loose long sarong skirt. And she looks like she’s in pain.

Sally: ”Yes, sure, but before we cut your clit, are you sure you’re OK ?”

Jelita: “I’ll be OK as soon as you cut my clit”

Sally: “I think you might want to get some medical attention first. You don’t look OK. We can only do clitoridectomy on healthy women”

Jelita: “OK, I think I have to show you the problem”

Jelita drops her skirt. She wears no panties. Then she sits on the table and opens her legs. I see the problem right away. Her clit is pierced with a metal ring, and it’s obvious whoever did the piercing didn’t know what they were doing.

I see some signs of infection. I think the piercing might already cut the clitoral nerve. Even if the piercing is removed and the infection healed, her clitoris might be just as good as dead. Might as well remove it.

Sally: “What happened ?”

Jelita: “Three days ago my boyfriend pierced me. And I’ve been in agony ever since, so finally I decided, enough of this mess, so I came here to get it cut”

Sally: “Ok, I think that’s the best thing to do”

So I help her to the table. Then I wash her pussy with antiseptics. Three days of not shaving has made her pussy grown some ‘short grass’. I can’t risk bacteria hiding in the hair, so I apply some shaving cream and carefully shave her, trying to keep the shaver away from her aching clitoris.

Then I spray her genital with disinfectant. It’s cool and soothing. I can see the calming effect on her. Then I prepare the painkillers. Given her condition, it may not work too well, but at least it will dull her pain. I cannot inject the painkiller to the clitoral nerve at the center of the glans, because of the piercing, so two injections on the side of the clit will have to do. Jelita tries to be calm but I know she’s holding it. Hopefully this woman has good pain threshold.

Banding the clitoris is out of question. She will be in agony for another few days, and the infection might spread during the time. The cutting tube won’t work. The clit ring will only get stuck inside the ring, if it can even fit inside the tube.

I think the only option is the scissor. I try to clamp her aching clit with a pair of forceps, but the ring interferes. I thought about removing the ring first, but I decided it’s too risky. If the ring rips away, an excessive bleeding might occur.

Looks like I need to use my hand doing this. So I hold her clit between my thumb and index finger, as tight as I can. I can see her face expressing agony. I try to pull her clit, then I realize my soft fingers don’t quite have the strong grip necessary to successfully pull it off.

Suddenly I remember something. I always love to eat fish but hate the sharp bones. After we fillet the fish, we use pliers to remove the fish bones. Pliers !!! That’s it. I tell Jelita to wait a moment and stay calm. I run to my car. I always have a toolbox in my car just in case, but I never thought I’ll be needing those to do clitoridectomy.

I spray the pliers with disinfectant. Then I clamp her clit in the pliers’ jaw. She’s grinning. I pull the pliers and her clitoris stretches. I can sense she’s in pain.

I place her clitoris between the blades of the scissor. Then …SNIP..

As I place her clit in the tray, I heard a big “pheeeeww”

I can see a big smile on her face. She must be still sore but not in agony anymore. I clean her up and laser the wound.

Jelita: “Thanks Sally. It’s a big relief” ( smiling)

Sally: “You’re welcome. You want the ring back ?”

Jelita: “No thanks. I’ve nothing to pierce now. You can pierce it in your clit. Wait….you don’t have a clit, do you ?”

I just smile at her. She smiles back and blinks an eye at me and left.

TO BE CONTINUED