You're Better Off Cut.

This story contains incorrect information. To protect the writer's identity, she changed it to take place in Japan instead of the correct country. 

I

I will never forget the day I took this picture. 

Although innocent at a glance, it was taken mere hours after the opening ceremony at a prestigious university in Tokyo. Every year thousands of young women take the entrance exam. But only the top 50 actually get accepted. Successful candidates can expect to receive one of the best educations in Japan, as well as dozens of job offers from high-paying companies after they graduate. 

However, there's a catch... one that every young lady who takes that entrance exam knows and dreads. See, the university has high expectations for its students. That includes a strict dress-code. Hidden in the requirements is a little section on genitalia. In short, all girls who get accepted must receive an infibulation before they can start their studies. 

The code has a long list of suggestions to make circumcision as convenient as possible. It mentions local clinics, midwives, and in-house nurses. But for most of the school's history every option has involved surgery, a painful process that can cost hundreds of dollars and take up to a month to heal. 

Aiming to reduce that healing time and spare her own daughter's vagina from getting carved up by doctors, one of the school's alumni invented a new tool that revolutionized female circumcision. The results were so good that the school ended up changing their rules, forcing every uncircumcised woman on campus to use it, staff included. Nowadays pretty much everyone who sets foot on campus with an intact clit ends up leaving without naughty bits between her legs... or at least none that she can touch.

"Good Girl Glue" (G3) is type of medical glue designed specifically for vaginas. You squirt it all over your clit and between your lips, then press your outer lips together until they're nice and tight. After that, the glue works its magic, dissolving your little distraction from the tip to the roots. Within a week, the glue seals the skin together, binding your labia until it looks like you were born without a vagina. 

Of all the circumcision methods, Good Girl Glue is the only one that can remove your lady bits painlessly. And not only that, it's quick too. Some schools with mandatory circumcision policies claim that they can process over a thousand girls in a single afternoon, making it easy to keep new students and teachers alike from developing any nasty habits.

II

After the entrance ceremony, all the uncircumcised young women pay a visit to the school's nurse. An alumni herself, she takes great pride in keeping her students happy and healthy. 

Nervous with anticipation, knowing they'll never cum again, they line up outside her office, chatting with each other as they wait their turn. One by one, the nurse calls them inside. It only takes a minute, so the line moves fast. After they've been seen to, they call the next girl in and joined their newly infibulated friends outside. To celebrate, the school throws a free concert and a BBQ to help take their minds off the work being done between their legs.

On that day, the day I took the picture, the nurse let me watch a few of the procedures. I even got to watch the girl on the far right lose her bits.

Mei just walked inside, smiling at the elderly nurse who no doubt lost her clit decades ago. Following instructions without hesitation, she dropped her panties, spread her legs, and lifted her skirt to reveal a shaven vulva decorated by an oversized clitoris and long inner lips. Not sure what to do but knowing she didn't want to watch, she looked at me for assurance.

"Are you circumcised?" Mei asked, trying to make small talk. As we spoke, the nurse got to work, squirting glue over the girl's clit and lips.

"Of course!" I lied, pussy dripping with excitement. "I got done when I was your age. It's a little weird at first, but I'm sure you'll get used to it. Personally, I like my kitty better smooth. It feels more professional."

"I'm glad," she sighed. As she spoke, the nurse stuffed her clip and lips under her puffy outer lips and squeezed them shut. "When my older sister got circumcised, she said it really hurt."

"I'm guessing she didn't have her vagina glued shut."

"This stuff hadn't been invented yet, so no. She got cut at a local clinic, and it took forever to heal."

"Oh I remember," I lied again. "It's agony, but it's important. Count yourself lucky. In a week your womanhood will look just like mine without any pain."

The conversation only took a moment. But once I finished talking, the nurse pulled her hands away from Mei, revealing a flat vulva with a thin white line down the middle. No oversized clit. No dangling lips. Just a smooth patch of skin.

"You're good to go," smiled the nurse. Mei pushed her hips forward and looked down at her vagina. 

"Wow!" Mei whispered. "It's totally gone."

"I've had plenty of practice over the years. Pretty soon, all of your friends will look just like you. Now pull up your panties and send the next girl in."

Blushing, Mei did as instructed, saying goodbye to the nurse and me as she walked out and a new girl took her place inside the office. By the time every girl had been seen to, only an hour had passed, leaving me to take pictures of the freshly circumcised young women enjoying the festival outside.

I feel guilty admitting this, but it make me unbelievably wet knowing that all of those young ladies would be totally clitless in a week. Knowing that none of them would ever masturbate again made my own clit beg for attention. Seeing all of those students enjoying the BBQ and chatting after their visit with the nurse, knowing they were secretly being circumcised in public right before my very eyes...

The picture above ended up on the front page of the university's website. They got the highest test scores on the entrance exam. Hidden in their skirts and panties, all technically still have a clitoris. It's just buried inside their lips, covered in Good Girl Glue and slowly melting. With a vibrator and a little patience, they might be able to cum one final time if they rushed home and jumped in bed. But if that thought occurred to them, they must have decided not to bother. Good girls don't need clits though. So I guess that didn't really matter to them. They were just happy to be attending a great school filled with great people.

Every time I look at the picture, I can't help but wonder how often these girls masturbated. Were they all innocent bookworms completely unaware of what they were giving up? Were they chronic self-abusers who rubbed themselves raw every night? Would they spend the next month rubbing their fingers over the patch of skin that used to make them cum whenever they wanted? Would they cry themselves to sleep knowing they'd never experience an orgasm ever again? I'll never know the answer to those questions, but I will keep masturbating while looking at the picture and wondering.

Sure, they may be the leaders of tomorrow. They may end up making my annual salary every month. Hell, they may even end up starting companies that change the world one day. But none of them will ever touch their precious pussies ever again. Orgasms are the one thing I have that they'll never have. I plan to take advantage of that.