Chapter 4

Kelly sobbed the whole car ride home. Angela was at a loss for words. She called in to her office to let them know that she needed the rest of the day off from work. No way did she want to leave her daughter alone after what she heard and witnessed. When they arrived home, Angela told Kelly to put her pajamas on and come right back down to have something to eat.

When Kelly was up in her room, Angela listened to Nurse Daniel’s message. Since she had no clue how to handle the situation, she decided to take the nurse’s advice. She checked her email and found the information for the Kelly’s appointment.

“Special Health Association for Families of Teenagers? SHAFT? That sounds so stupid!” She said out loud.

The email said that she should call the office as soon as possible to confirm the appointment and get some basic information. The receptionist at SHAFT, Emma, said that she was expecting Angela’s call, took some basic information, and requested that Angela sign a consent form that will be in her email.

After she hung up the phone, Angela signed the consent form, without reading a word. She started making Kelly a sandwich but was interrupted by the phone ringing. It was Emma calling back to explain that she received the signed consent and spoke with Nurse Daniels.

“Ms. Mauldy, don’t worry. We will take good care of Kelly and help you to help her, as well. Nurse Daniels told me what happened in school today. The specialists here will examine Kelly tomorrow and explain everything to you in detail.”

“Oh, thank goodness! I really have no idea...” Angela replied, but was cut off.

“I’m sorry to interrupt you, but there something important that the doctor wants. We understand that Kelly had three orgasms interrupted today, is that correct?”

“Yes, I saw the last one with my own eyes!”

“OK, good. The doctor wants you to make sure that Kelly does not masturbate or have an orgasm before her appointment tomorrow. Can you do that? It is VERY important.”

“Oh! That’s odd. I don’t think Kelly masturbates, but after today, anything is possible,” Angela giggled nervously.

“Where is Kelly right now?”

“She’s up in her room getting her PJs on ... OH! Let me go check on her.”

“Yes, please do. We will see you tomorrow morning, but feel free to call if you have any questions or concerns.”

Angela hurried up to Kelly’s room, tapped on the closed door and then opened it without waiting for an answer. Sure enough, her daughter was naked on her bed strumming her little clit.

“NO!” Angela screamed, grabbing Kelly by the wrist, pulling her hand away.

“WHY? Let me finish ... Please!” Kelly yelled, using her other hand to resume her clit stimulation.

Angela grabbed the other wrist and held Kelly’s arms over her head.

“The doctor said you can’t do this.” Angela explained.

“Mommy, please, it starts, but I never get to finish.”

Angela held her daughter’s wrists until the girl started to calm down. She’d had ruined orgasms in the past and knew how frustrating it could be. Now Kelly had four ruined orgasms in one afternoon.

“It’s OK, Baby. It’s OK.”

Angela explained that Nurse Daniels arranged for Kelly to see a special doctor in the morning and that the doctor said it was important that Kelly not have an orgasm before that.

Kelly’s body calmed down after a few minutes and Angela released her. Kelly put on some PJs while Angela watched, not trusting her horny daughter to be alone.

Angela sat with Kelly while the girl ate her sandwich, all the while thinking about how she could possibly be sure that Kelly didn’t masturbate before her appointment. The thought of denying her horny little girl the release of masturbation and orgasm had her own cunny drooling.

“I can’t tie my daughter up, can I?” she thought to herself.

Principal Gloria Adams arrived home from work still undecided on what to do about Kelly Mauldy. She didn’t believe the girl’s version of events, but had to proceed with that version since it was confirmed by Blanca. And the girl’s mother – what a bimbo. What punishment could she give?

She went to her bedroom and started undressing. She sat on her bed to remove her incredibly high heels, afraid that she might twist an ankle if she tried it while standing. Next, she took off her pants suit and blouse. Then she did something she very rarely did. She went to her full-length mirror. She always wore sexy lingerie under her clothes to make her feel more womanly. Today it was matching black bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings.

She took off the garter belt and stockings and took a long deep breath. Closing her eyes, she took off the bra and panties. Another deep breath before she opened her eyes and looked at the body she hated so much.

The mirror showed her the completely flat chest and puffy, pink nipples. Looking down, she saw her completely bald little slit with her thick pink clit poking out. Fighting back tears she recalled the fatal day at the doctor’s office before her eighteenth birthday. She was listening outside the closed door while the doctor spoke with her mother.

She heard the doctor telling her mother that if they continued treatments, the effects might become permanent. Then she heard her mother say that was OK with her. She didn’t really understand at the time, but she knew everything now.