"The Perfection By Ninja Turtle" By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu) URL: https://pastebin.com/iN60BG1p Created on: Thursday 21st of November 2019 10:50:06 PM CDT Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:04:57 AM UTC The Perfection By Ninja Turtle I'm an agent for models. Mostly teen girls. And the best part is when I can help these girls take the giant step to the perfection. And I now have one of my girls, and her mother coming in to see me. "Come on in, how are you two doing?" "We're fine" replied Amber's mother Susan. "Is everything ok? You said we had to discuss something very important." They both look very worried. Amber's modeling career has been expanding but it hasn't yet broken into the big time. They can feel that national success is so close, but somehow is eluding them. And they want it, they both want it so bad. You can see that desire in their faces. "I got a call asking if Amber is available for a national shoot for Charlotte Ruse" I tell them smiling. But before they can say anything I hold up my hand and continue "but there's something Amber needs to do first." "Absolutely, what do you need" Susan blurts out in reply. "The problem companies face selling to young girls, and with the models they use, especially young ones like Amber who's only 14, is they need to sell sex without showing anything sexual. If you look closely at the ads and videos they do, you will notice that there is not even a hint of the models genitalia." I now have their full attention. "I have a question I need you to seriously think about. Both of you. When you have an orgasm, is that you choosing to do so? Or is it your body controlling what to do?" "What!!" the yelled almost in unison. What the fuck are you talking about Susan demanded. "It's a very simple question, but also an important one. Do you control your clit or does your clit control you? Going national requires Amber to become clitless. It requires perfect smoothness down there." Amber looks totally shocked and starts murmuring "no, no." Susan is very upset. "This is outrageous. I'm not going to have my daughter mutilated. And to lose that - no, that's unacceptable." She starts to get up. I look at both of them and say very calmly "I've had it done. I'm clitless." And as they both freeze looking at me in astonishment I continue "and even without the modeling, I'm glad I did it. I'm happier without it." "Wha.. what are you talking about?" Susan asks. "I have no clit. It was removed when I was Amber's age. And after the first 6 months, I came to appreciate being clitless. Life is better without it. I control what I do." "I'm not doing this" Amber states. "How can you say your life is better?" Susan asks incredulously. This was the key step. If they had stormed out I could never help them along on the road to "The Perfection." But she's asking. "This can't be explained. I need you both to do something over the next month. Every time you have an orgasm think to yourself - did your brain decide you wanted to have an orgasm? Or did your clit start the hormones racing? Did your clit make the decision?" "And when it was over, was the orgasm itself that important?" They both got up to leave, looking shell-shocked. Moments Later, In the Car "Mommy, I don't want to lose my clit" Amber pleaded. "I don't want you to either" Susan replied giving her a hug. "But are you willing to give up becoming a national model?" Susan was fighting strong mixed emotions. She didn’t want her daughter to lose her clit. But she had spent the last 8 years getting Amber to this point. To a national contract. “But there’s another way mom. Right? Another way?” “I don’t think so. Eva is one of the best agents out there. And starting over with another agent, when you’re being offered a national contract. I don’t see how that will work.” “So what do we do?” whined Amber looking like she was about to cry. “Lets keep track. Are you having sex?” “Mom! I’m only 14, how can you ask that?” “Well you and Pete spend a lot of time together. I’ve not asked but now it matters. What have you done?” Amber stares at the floor and whispers “we’ve had oral sex.” “Fine, then you need to track your orgasms. Let’s find out if it’s Amber or little Ms. Clitty making the decisions” Susan said with a laugh. Amber looked mad, then replied “fine, but then you have to track too. Eva said both of us.” Susan looks flustered than replies “ok, deal.” One Month Later “Come in ladies” I say smiling. They’re back. And I will be able to help another woman to a happier life. “What happens if we don’t do this” Susan blurts out before even sitting down. “What are our alternatives?” “Amber will continue to get local modeling for quite some time. The camera loves her and the requirements are not as strict. But even locally I’m seeing girls start to do this – just to keep local work. And definitely forget national or international.” “So Susan, you first, who controls your body? What orgasms did you have?” Susan glances at Amber looking embarrassed. But this needs to happen. Over the past week she thought of all the effort she had put in. And how much Amber’s success meant to her. If this is what it takes. “I had 4 orgasms. Twice when John and I made love. And two other times, after we made love, I snuck into the bathroom and I…you know… did it.” “Do you stimulate yourself every time you have sex with John and don’t have an orgasm?” “No. There were two other times we had sex and I did not orgasm and didn’t have time to do anything about it.” Eva smiled. She could help Susan too. “Those two times you did stimulate yourself. And the other two times you didn’t because you didn’t have time. Was that because you wanted it? Or was that because your clit was demanding it?” Susan started to speak, then paused. About 15 seconds went by as she was thinking it through. “Well it was because I got worked up as we had sex so yes it was my clit driving the urge. But that’s part of me.” “Let me ask you two key questions” I continued. “First, two hours later did you feel any worse the two times you did not have time to stimulate yourself?” Susan started to speak, paused, then replied “no, no not after. But immediately after it was worse not having the time.” “And here’s the other question. What if having an orgasm was not an option. If after sex is over you’re done. There’s no frustration if you don’t have time to stimulate yourself. And there’s not the discomfort from having to sneak off and then quickly stimulate yourself.” Susan looks very uncomfortable and then slowly admits “it might be better if that wasn’t there.” Eva continues “and compare the times you had sex and had an orgasm vs. the times you did not. Were you focusing on how much you love John and making him happy? Or were you focusing on getting yourself off? Was it making love or was it sex? And was one better than the other?” Susan just stares at the floor. Eva turns to Amber “and how did it go for you?” Amber looks right at Eva “I wanted to see what it was like not having an orgasm. So I decided to not have any. And I couldn’t. I couldn’t last even a day. I tried and tried and I couldn’t stop it. Not even once. Ms Clit controls me. I have no control over it.” “So put modeling aside, are you happier with a clit or without one?” “I don’t know… I don’t know” Amber almost shouts. “I want to control my body but it feels so good. I don’t want to lose that.” Eva smiled. “You're not losing something Amber, you’re gaining something. Ask your mother if she wants would be happier clitless.” “Mom?” Amber asks. Susan looks startled. “Yes, yes I think I might be happier clitless.” Susan sees Amber looking uncertain. She needs to sell this. “Yes Amber, yes I definitely would be happier clitless.” Eva’s smile grows. She can bring both of these women to a more fulfilling life. Looking directly at Susan Eva replies “What is essential to girls making this decision is for their mothers to also become clitless.” Susan looks at Eva shocked. She had been agreeing but that didn’t mean she wanted to actually lose her clit. She couldn’t imagine not having that pleasure center. Eva pressed on. “You said you would be happier clitless.” Susan nodded. “This is how you get Amber to the national contracts. This is how you help her give herself a more fulfilling life. And you can’t ask her to do something you think is best if you aren’t doing it also.” Susan looks shell-shocked and almost unconsciously nods yes. Amber looks at her mother and says “mom, are you going to do it? Are you going to have your clit removed?” Susan looks at Amber and sees that all her efforts, her dreams, all rest on this answer. “Yes Amber, I’m going to be clitless. I now know I’ll be happier that way.” Amber looks shocked as Eva and Susan look at her. This is a horribly hard question to put on a young 14 year old girl. To decide now if she is going to forgo orgasms for the rest of her life. How can she know. And they feel so good. But here is Eva who is happy she had it done. Here is her mother deciding that life is better clitless. And it was so clear over the last month that her clit was controlling her. And she wanted to be an international super-model. The super-models had such amazing lives. They went to all the best parties, had the best boyfriends, and everyone wanted to be one of them. And she could be one. Was getting rid of all the anguish and drama that her clit caused a good trade-off for being a super-model. Amber made her decision. “Mom if you’re going to do it just to be happier, then I’ll do it too. I’ll agree to be clitless.” Susan looked like she had just been hit by a truck. She had come in prepared to trade Amber’s clit away for her becoming a national model. But she had not signed up for this. It was easy to say “yes she would” to get Amber to agree to a clitorectomy. But to actually lose her clit? But Eva was right. She wasn’t happier from the orgasms she had had last week. Hiding in the bathroom and frantically rubbing her clit to orgasm as fast as possible was not enjoyable. It was more work her body forced on her. And when she and John made love, when she felt totally a part of him from his penetrating her, ignoring her own clit made it a more loving and wonderful experience. She was 35 years old and her clit had been providing her pleasure for the last 20 years. But really, was she any happier from it. And there was Eva who… “Eva, have you ever regretted your clitorectomy?” Eva answered with a wondrous smile “yes, for about 6 months there were times. But I came to realize that the regret was from a habit, not from any lost pleasure. As time went on I found that I enjoyed lovemaking more than before because I was focused on the love rather than stimulating my clit.” “What does your husband think?” Susan asked. “He loves it.” They both looked at her with disbelief. “When we make love I’m totally focused on him. And he knows I get no stimulation from the sex, so he’s totally focused on his own orgasm. He now says that all men should insist that their wives and girlfriends be clitless.” Fuck it Susan decided. If Amber could do it so could she. “Ok, you’ve sold me.” Eva smiled. “Ladies, you will look back on this as one of the best decisions of your life. I set up an appointment for you both tomorrow morning.” “Tomorrow!!!” Susan and Amber exclaimed. “Yes, tomorrow. Those national contracts aren’t going to wait forever.” Eva continued “Susan, you need to decide if you want anything done in addition to the clitorectomy. You can have just your inner lips trimmed and unless someone looks closely, everything looks the same. You can also have a partial infibulation done which stitches together and connects your outer lips leaving just enough of an opening for your husband’s penis. Finally, you can do the same as Amber which is a full infibulations leaving just enough room to pee out.” That Night Susan spent the night staring at the pictures Eva had provided her. She found herself masturbating to them and having orgasm after orgasm. Orgasms more enjoyable than any in the past 10 years. The knowledge that these were her last ones, please the beauty of the pictures drove her higher and higher. Amber had the opposite reaction. She tried to bring herself to orgasm and couldn’t she was so scared about the next day that she could not even come close. She desperately wanted one final orgasm to decide. And if she decided to go through with it, to remember forever. She fell asleep crying and hating her clit. It would serve it right when she had it cut off tomorrow! At The Doctors Eva picked them up and drove them to the doctor’s office. “Susan, have you decided what you are going to have done?” Susan smiled. “Yes, I’m going with the partial infibulations. I want to go all in, but still be able to enjoy John. What do you think?” “I think that’s the best for today. That’s what I started with although I’m fully infibulated now.” “Why?” Amber asked. “For the same reason you will probably never get your full infibulation reduced to a partial once you’re far enough along in your modeling career. Being partially sealed feels incomplete. Being fully sealed feels perfect. That’s why fully sealing your vagina is called the perfection.” At that point a very pretty woman in a lab coat walked up. “Hello I’m Dr. Cynthia Kraft and I’ll be performing the procedure today.” She shook both of their hands. “Susan you first. I am going to remove your entire clitoris. Not just the surface part but all of the roots and all nerve endings. I will then cauterize then nerve connections in that area. You will never have an orgasm again. Is this what you want?” Susan looked very nervous and tentative but nodded her head and said “yes, I want to become clitless.” Cynthia smiled and turned to Amber. “Amber, I am going to cut out every bit of your clitoris. I will then remove your inner labia lips. Next I will make incisions on your outer lips so I can sew them together. You will be left with an opening about the size of a straw. Is this what you want?” This was the final moment for Amber. Here she was 14 years old and had never had sex. She had no idea what she was giving up. Tears dripped from her eyes and her body shook with fear. But she remembered back to last night when her clit controlled her demanding stimulation and then refusing to grant her an orgasm. She wanted it destroyed! “Yes she replied emphatically surprising Eva and Susan. I want you my clit out of my body.” Cynthia gave them both a big smile and said “welcome to the sisterhood. Let’s get this started. Susan, you first” and patted the genealogical table. Susan removed her clothes, got up on the table and spread her legs. “Eva, please film this. I want to watch this later.” Cynthia took a needle and started shooting painkiller into first the pussy lips and then around the clit. Susan jumped a little but then settled down. “I’m really going to do this aren’t I” she said the other women. “I’m having my clit removed and will never have another orgasm.” Amber reaches over and holds her hand. “You ok mom?” Susan gives her a gentle smile. “I’m really good about this. Now that it’s happening I’m happy. I want to be clitless and leave behind all the emotions my clit has put me through.” Cynthia reaches down with forceps and pulls the clit out taut. She then takes the scalpel and makes a deep incision almost straight down around the clitoris. As she does this she is able to pull it up further and further. “I have to be very careful to get all of the nerves out when I do this. If I leave some then you would still be able to stimulate yourself a little. By getting every bit of the nerves out we insure that you will receive no stimulation from here.” Cynthia continues to carefully cut as she pulls the clitoris out further and further. Finally it comes free and she drops it in a dish. “Such a small thing to have such control over your body. Congratulations, you are now clitless.” Susan smiled and relaxed. Cynthia next went to work removing the inner lips. And then making an incision half way down the edge of both outer lips and then stitching them together. Eva & Amber watched fascinated. They watched a well worn, used, flabby, yes let’s say it ugly gash on Susan get turned into a thing of beauty. Even with the blood and stitches they saw her vagina transformed into a subtle smooth thing of beauty. Cynthia had inserted a catheter when she started. She now ran it to a colonoscopy bag and attached that to Susan’s leg. She then placed a bandage over the surgery area. “You need to peek into the bag for the next week as this heals.” They all helped Susan down from the table and sat her in a chair. “Now you” Cynthia said to Amber and patted the table. Amber stripped down and hopped up. Cynthia loved performing these surgeries. She herself had gone clitless after she had performed the operation a half dozen times and each of those patients told her later they were much happier without their clit running their lives. She also found it also made for a happier life. But unlike most of her patients, she also missed orgasms. To her clitless was a trade-off, not an unequivocal positive. And so when she pulled up the clit and started to cut she would think about how she was taking orgasms away from this innocent little 14 year old girl. Slice there, now Amber would never know the joy again from rubbing her clit. Slice again, now Amber would never again know the joy from a guy eating her to orgasm. Slice deeper, now Amber would never ever experience the mind blowing orgasm from a guy fucking her until she came again and again in a never-ending stream. She would never in her life experience an orgasm from sex. Cynthia pulled the clit out and dropped it in a bowl. She looked at it for a second. She had just removed an almost countless number of future orgasms Amber would have experienced as she learned about sex and with the energy of youth had days of never ending orgasms. She had just ripped that future out of her body and dropped it in the bowl. This moment is when Cynthia would still come close to an orgasm. Knowing she had ripped sexual pleasure out of this young girl. Cynthia then got to work cauterizing the nerve connections from where she had removed the clitoris. With Amber she dug in carefully to make absolutely sure that there would never be a single impulse of pleasure from what remained in her pelvis. And then she went to work sealing up Amber’s vagina. This increased her arousal even more. Unlike her mother’s vagina, Amber’s was a thing of beauty. A smooth pubescent pair of outer lips that barely pushed out. Not a hint of the clit or inner lips were beautiful. An absolutely perfect pussy. Cynthia took her scalpel and cut the length of each ruining their perfect beauty. Destroying that perfect pussy sent a pleasurable shudder throughout her entire body. What neither Eva or Cynthia had told Amber and Susan is that they could have performed the infibulations and left the clit under it. For the change required for Amber’s modeling career, the clit could have been left hidden, available again when the infibulations was removed. And not only available in the future, but capable of stimulus even while infibulated. Eva also could have talked Amber into a clitorectomy without Susan getting one. Instead she had steered the conversation so that Amber would only do it if Susan also went clitless. Eva wanted Susan to also give up orgasms. Why didn’t they tell them? Part of it was that Eva and Cynthia are happier clitless and believe they are doing Susan and Amber a favor. But part of it is the power they have over Susan and Amber. Both are highly aroused over removing the ability to orgasm from both women. Power is a strong sexual stimulator and with no clit it was the strongest stimulation both women experienced. Cynthia then worked very carefully stitching the two lips together. This took a lot of time to get just right so that when it healed there will be flat smooth skin without any indentation or scar. And at the lowest end, a small gap is left. A gap that the catheter barely fits through. A gap so small that it would require pushing to get a pen in the opening. Amber also has a colonoscopy bag attached and a bandage applied. Both women get dressed, putting on their skirts but no panties. As they leave both turn to Cynthia and say “thank you Cynthia for making me clitless.” On the ride home they hold hands and look at each other. Partially wondering how this has changed their future. Partially smiling at their shared change. A giant change for the rest of their lives. Epilogue When John first learned what Susan and Amber did there was a gigantic argument. It went on for hours. But he eventually acceded to the girls choosing to do this and it was their choice. As time went on he came to appreciate having a wife who is clitless. After a year Susan decided she wanted to be fully sealed like Amber. She asked John if he would be satisfied with oral sex and he agreed. What Susan found fascinating was John would happily kiss her all over her sealed vulva. He found the sealed lips a turn on. Pete broke up with Amber when he learned as he figured he could never have sex with her. But another classmate Alex, when he learned about it asked her out. They had a serious relationship for 6 months. After Alex there was Fred, then Even, then another Pete. All of them loved having a girlfriend who totally focused on their needs when they had sex. After Amber Fred refused to date any girl who was not clitless. As he was the quarterback on the football team, there was no shortage of girls will to have their girlhood cut out for a chance to date him. Unlike Amber most of them were crying during the surgery sad to lose orgasms for the rest of their life. But high school kids don’t consider things more than 6 months out so these girls agreed to become clitless. And Cynthia happily removed clitoris after clitoris making sure they would never feel any sexual stimulation again. Amber’s modeling career took off. She could wear the most obscene clothes that was fully transparent and yet there was not genitalia visible. The FCC allowed it because nothing was visible. Moms allowed their daughters to buy the clothes she modeled because they assumed it had liners covering everything up. Amber also worked to create a specialty line of women’s swimsuits. What all of the suits had in common is they left all of the vagina area visible except for the small pee hole at the bottom. Any women who had the perfect done to them could wear it. But no other women could because it left all of their pussy visible. When Susan was asked later if she was happier clitless she replied absolutely yes. Her husband was much happier when they had sex because it was all focused on his stimulation. And Susan was much happier because she was focused on their love. When Amber was asked she replied she didn’t know for sure because she had nothing to compare it to. But she would then follow up that she was very happy in her marriage and found sex with her husband a deeply loving and fulfilling experience. When asked if she wanted to open up her pussy so that she could have intercourse she refused. She liked being sealed. Amber went to nursing school and then went to work for Dr. Cynthia. She also got a thrill out of watching Cynthia slice out the clit in a girl. Especially the young girls that would then never really know what sexual orgasms are. She loved helping another young girl join the sisterhood of the clitless.