The KliniK – Certificate of Dedication
By: Joe Adams

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[WARNING] [MINOR] [clitoridectomy]

For the ones willing to succeed – The clinic of your choice.


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“Mommy, is Kathy going to take long?”

“The nurse said half an hour.”

“I think I’m finished already, look.”

“Very nice, why is everything red there.”

“Because that’s the lady, who doesn’t have her little button anymore and so she is bleeding all over the place. And there, that’s a pussy, which looks like Kathy’s before she went in there, so there is still her button.”

“It’s very red as well.”

“Yeah, that’s how Kathy’s looked yesterday evening, because she was playing with it so much. Can I have another coloring book, Mommy?”

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„And to finish the list of students, who have been deemed ready for final exam, three colleagues of yours, who haven’t put in their certificates of dedication yet: Petra Stuiber, Judy Kowalsky, Conny Snyder. You better take care of that rather soon, exams start next Tuesday.”

“Yes!!”

Judy beamed all over her puppy dog face, her little upturned nose and her sparkling brown eyes framed nicely by her dark hairs with these recent blond highlights. Then she heard the snickering behind her and saw Tony the hunk look at her with his come hither smile.

“Shit, the certificate.”

“You really thought they would forget about it? Wakey, wakey, girl. The school’s motto is ‘Clean and ready to go’ or something like that. Don’t look at me as if I’m an imbecile, how should I know what this Latin stuff means. You’re the genius here anyway, so think for a change: What did you sign on that college form? Why did you’re mother have to confirm in a letter that, although you refused to go through the college medical, she vouches for your good behavior? Why did all the other girls come bowlegged from the doctor’s office those days?”

“But still it’s not fair. I’ve done all my studies in the shortest possible time and now they throw this stone into my way.”

“They rather wanna cut it out, that little, precious, pink stone.“

“You come with me, Doreen? My appointment is tomorrow.”

“Oh nonono, no one gets me back to that dreadful place. Just thinking about it lets me get goose pumps.”

“But it was … what … five years ago? I mean you should be over it by now.”

“Don’t remind me, how long it has been, since I actually enjoyed sex.”

“You always said Tony fucking you up the ass was the best time ever …”

“Well, that says it all, doesn’t it? Let’s talk about it tomorrow, when you come back clitless. In any case I’ll be there, so you can cry your heart out.”

“Oh shit, I forgot to tell Michael.”

“He’ll find out soon enough, when all he gets for the next two weeks are blow jobs.”

“Stop tossing around or I go to my own bed.”

“But I can’t sleep, Doreen. I’m just too nervous.”

“You came how many times? You must be tired by now!”

“Can I see it again?”

“Argh, one last time and one last wank.”

“Gee, I hope I look as good as you. It’s like a little mystery, closed like a shell and then when you open it, there is nothing there, just this oozing little hole …”

“Get your fingers away, Judy.”

“Come on Doreen, I just wanna feel how smooth the skin is in between, it’s not like it’s anything sexual with everything gone.”

“You concentrate on your own pussy! God, you’re so swollen by now. Can you still feel anything down there, it must be numb, no?”

“It is, but I can’t stop rubbing it, I will miss that.”

“Don’t start crying again, show me rather that clit of yours. Gee, it’s so tiny, so much skin and such a small clit. Bye, bye little clitty!”

“Judy Kowalsky? If you would come with me, please. You have been to the toilet? You’re shaven? Very well, this is your gown, please remove all your clothes, jewelry, watch … When you’re finished, step through this door, Dr. Smyth will see you there.”

“Hallo and this must be … Judy. Is it ok if I call you Judy? Certificate of Dedication … I see on your sheet that you opted for the cheapest version: no anesthetic, no preservation, no clamp, no laser, just good old scalpel and stitching …”

“Yeah, sorry I was confused, I thought it’s covered by the college, like the college medical, but evidently it’s not and my student loan is really low now. And I’m not so sure about my job prospects, so … Well, there was this lady at the alumni meeting. She said that I could work for her investment company but she’s rumored to ask girls to do … you know. And I’m not into that at all.”

“Thanks Sally for fixing her to the table. By the way this is Sally, our new Licensed Clitoridectomist, she will assist me today. Well, if she’s an alumna, I’m sure this shouldn’t be too bad. After all what could she ask you for, when she’s cut or even closed up. The brown stuff is just disinfectant, so no worries.”

”You’re right I haven’t thought about tha … oooo, ouch, ouch, ouch.”

“Sally, the gag please, yes here we go. Ok, the left side is done, we got quite a pussy here, very nicely pronounced, thick skin. The hood is going to be a challenge, the clit rather small, fairly hidden. I prefer to suture right after cutting so the area is less bloody. Sally, you also might want to use some of the ear plugs, the noise level can be quite annoying, even through the gags. My father thought it always therapeutic that the patients in the waiting room can hear it, but I really don’t need it the whole day. We are used to work with hand signs here by now, so let’s …”

“… yth, Dr. Smyth, please …”

“Sorry, Judy, couldn’t hear you with these ear plugs. We’re finished and Sally will clean you up a bit …”

“I have troubles speaking and I really don’t feel so well …”

“This is to be expected with the gag blocking your jaw and with all that screaming …”

“But I think I’m going to be sick …”

“Sally, let’s give her something to drink, I send Christina in with some energy drink, ok? Nice to meet you Judy, I hope you enjoy your new look. Thanks for taking over Sally, I’ll be in room three then.”

“It’s ok to cry, when it’s all over, I know it hurts like crazy without any anesthetic. Do you have some painkillers with you? No? Too bad. Well, sometimes the aftereffect of the last orgasm helps. I saw your pussy clamp down rather hard. Did you have a good one?”

“I’m not sure, I think I was gone by then, because it hurt so much. Can I see it?”

“I put it in a vial and in the fridge, while Dr. Smyth was stitching you up, but just a second … Here we go, the glass is all fogged up, but if I open it, you can see inside, that little white knob down there in that solution that was your clit.”

“What will happen with it?”

“There are many options: jewelry; ‘Lost’, this new in-Tequila; some regard it as a delicacy in its own right; there is an artist she comes regularly to buy some for her paintings …

“And the skin?”

“Oh that’s gone, it went straight to disposal. Here comes Christina with the drink.”

“Sally? Dr. Smyth said I should cash in the drink right away, do you think I could take the money from her pocket in the changing room?”

“That’s ok, put it on my tab. So, I hope the plaster isn’t too tight. It’s a normal band aid, not one of the more expensive Liquid Skin type, so I’m afraid, it’s going to hurt, when you pull it off. Remember, if you go to the loo, to put a new one on afterwards. And don’t hold back, peeing will hurt a lot at first, but everything down there needs to keep on working, otherwise there is a danger that things grow together, which should stay open. Can you stand now?”

“Uhuhu, everything’s so sore. I don’t think I will be able to put my clothes on. I’m sorry, I can’t stop crying.”

“That’s ok, I will help you, we leave the panties off …”

“What was that with the drink?”

“It seems the KliniK counts every penny, so the drink goes on me …”

“Thank you so much, this is so embarrassing …”

“Here we go, all set, is someone picking you up?”

“No, I’m here on my bike.”

“Well, I propose you push it. And don’t forget to pick up your certificate at the reception.”

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“I’m nearly finished with the second book, Ms …”

“Christina.”

“You speak funny.”

“Because I’m from Germany.”

“The other lady was from Germany too?”

“Nurse Bertha? Yeah, she’s also from Germany.”

“Could you tell my Mommy that I’m nearly finished?”

“She will be out in a moment: She just takes care of Kathy in the recovery room.”

“Why is KliniK written so funny?”

“You’re able to read already? This is great.

“Kathy told me.”

“Well, it’s actually an abbreviation of the founders of the clinic. The first two letters stand for Dr. Klutzky, who was a famous plastic surgeon before his accident and his daughter Dr. Smyth is running the clinic now. And the last K stands for Mrs. Kahn, who only sees private patients since her retirement.”

“Was he killed?”

“Dr. Klutzky? Oh no, but he’s in a wheel chair. It was this crazy woman which wasn’t happy with her declitting that drove right into him …”

“And the rest?”

“The rest? Ah, you mean the ‘ini’. I think that’s supposed to be Latin or something, meaning ‘Begin!’ like ‘Begin a new life!’ or …”

“Kathy! Why are you crying?”


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