Funny Vasectomy Meme Novels & Stories

Zain was rendered speechless once more. He was in a lot of trouble. Others asked, "So you really didn’t get a vasectomy, Mr. Chase?" Zain no longer wanted to speak, he even left the group. Caleb sent Zain a message in private chat. “Why didn’t you get a vasectomy?” Zain felt a bit wronged. “I forgot.” Caleb said, “Then that’s your fault.” Zain asked, “Why didn’t you remind me?” Caleb retorted, “Is that even something that needs reminding?”

"It won’t. Look, I talked to doctor Keller about it because this thought about not wanting kids anymore has been with me since the miscarriage. She said it won't affect your performance or drive or even pleasure, Chris." “Can I at least think about it?” Christopher ran his fingers on his hair, removing the hair tie . He sighed and then looked at me. “Is this really what you want? I can understand if you don’t want kids anymore, but why do I have to be the one to get a vasectomy?” “Because that’s the only way I know I can truly trust you. I mean if you’re willing to give that part of yourself up for me, then you do love me.”

After that day, he got a vasectomy. But a vasectomy isn't sterilization. It's not a guarantee. Just like promises—always shifting, never fixed. Looking back, I got pregnant six years ago. His child with Zia was also six now. The timing was a little too perfect. Come to think of it, after Zia gave birth, he even asked me to take care of her. I stared blankly at Zeke. Even in his forties, with only a few faint lines at the corners of his eyes, he was still as handsome as he'd been twenty years ago.

He even asked Kim to find out information about the vasectomy. At the next moment, she hurled one of the slices of pizza at him. She was pissed off! He grabbed her hand and pinned her on the sink. Breathing out his warm breath to her ear, he said with a hint of lust, “Doing it with a condom doesn’t feel good at all. I think I’ll go for the vasectomy instead!”

he teased, nuzzling his face into my shoulder. I gave his chest a playful slap. “I’m not getting back on the pill. It messes with my hormones.” He tilted his head and looked at me, serious for a moment. “Then we will find another way. I will take care of it.” I raised an eyebrow. “How?” “I will get a vasectomy,” he said, deadpan. “Ouch.” I punched his arm, laughing. “You’re not getting snipped without my approval.” “I will only let you tie them in a bow,” he said with a grin.

At this moment, Catelyn, still on Cedrick's lap and arms, looked at the man's well-defined jawline as she felt his chest rising and falling as he breathed. He had a vasectomy? That made sense why he was so sure that Maia's unborn was not his. Why did he not tell her there and then? Eason tapped on his phone, retrieved a photo, then passed it to Draco Mason. "Master, this is the archive of Master Cedrick's vasectomy surgery from four years ago." Draco held the phone firmly in his palm and looked straight into the screen for a long while. His face went dark before he angrily swung the phone to the floor in front of Maia.

We stayed locked like that, his cock twitching inside me, our breaths tangled and harsh in the small bathroom. I didn’t need to look behind me to know the mirror was fogged. My thighs were sticky with sweat and boy did his face look even more handsome post-sex. “Sweetest thing I’ve ever had.” He whispered softly, brushing strands of hair from my face. “And don’t worry about getting pregnant. I got a vasectomy.” I sagged against him, spent my legs slipping from around his waist. He held me steady. When he finally pulled out, the loss was so sudden I nearly whimpered. I felt him drip out of me, hot and wet against my inner thighs, and my cheeks burned with shame and arousal all at once. I grab

I’m not saying we’ve not had sex since I gave birth to the twins, but I am saying it’s not nearly as often as it was before we did, especially during the first six months when their nursery was the sitting room of the master bedroom. Our sex life has been bouncing back since, but this week-long vacation is going to be a much-needed fuckfest. And there is no worry about pregnancy or neglecting condoms because my mates are good men and opted to get vasectomies, using silver to ensure it was permanent, as we hit our agreed quota of two kids. And no, Papa nor Alexander were their doctor. They worried my papa and brother would take too much joy from snipping them. “Checking in for Kilbourn.” Gunn

But no matter how much I searched, I couldn't find any relevant information. Almost on impulse, I opened that online post again. Mason had updated it. "Just finished with her in that bunny costume. Didn't even wash it before I had her wear it to greet my idiot buddy. The thought alone cracks me up." Someone immediately commented below. "OP, didn't that guy just get a vasectomy? You're making his wife wear that? Can he even perform?" Mason replied quickly. "Don't worry, I already prepared some medicine for him. Check out the photo."