Funny Vasectomy Meme Novels & Stories

I sighed. “I am sorry, Kai,” Ty mumbled as he hugged me closer to his chest. “There is nothing to apologize, babe. I guess you are right. We should both get a vasectomy done. I don’t want you to get pregnant too when you play bottom,” I teased. “Yeah we all know that’s not gonna happen,” Ty chuckled. “And as for the vasectomy, I do agree. There is no love with rubber glove,” he sang out and I couldn’t help but giggle at my silly mate.

After all, his loyalty and love for Alyssa was a widely-known fact. Although the speculations might sting his ego, it did not bother him very much. Given how subservient he acted around Alyssa, he could handle the rumors of his alleged "erectile dysfunction" if it happened. "Doctor, I have a question." A look of trouble crept up his face after a pause. "Can a vasectomy potentially lower one's libido?" "The primary purpose of a vasectomy is to prevent sperm from being ejaculated for fertilization. It doesn't impact libido," the doctor clarified.

When I heard something I didn't want to hear, ever. " damn I'd tap that ass" A man said. On instinct I whipped my head back ready to go at him. The ego exterminator is back, beep fucking beep. I glared at the fine ass man who said it, he stepped forward from the crowd confidently. "If you ever disrespect me again I will gladly give you a homemade vasectomy" I stopped for a second before adding. "damn I forgot they haven't dropped yet......guess I'll have to wait a few years" I stated smiling to myself, I walked away before even taking a look at his reaction.

He had this cold aura around him when he felt the women around are only surrounding him for his money or for his looks. There were women who claimed to be pregnant with his baby when he knew he didn’t even touch the woman. He was tired of this stupid accusations and rumors. He thought he would never meet anyone who would love him or be with him for who he is. So he got a vasectomy when he was on a vacation.

While we were eating our lunch the note still bothered me and I hope he wasn't doing anything to hurt me, I love my husband more than anything. He is a wonderful father and a great husband and mate, I remembered our wedding night and how quickly I got pregnant, it just doesn't make sense why it wasn't happening and then it dawned on me, that he had a magical vasectomy. I was furious and couldn't wait to bring this up, why wouldn't he tell me he didn't want any more kids instead of me keeping my hopes up? He looked at me sensing my fury and sent the kids back outside and said, "What is it, love?" I said, "Why did you have to use magic to stop us from getting pregnant? Why didn't you just tell

Clinic: The Aris Private Wing. Cost: Covered by Estate Funds. My hands on the paper weakened. My legs turned cold. What… what… what was I— I read again. And again. Maybe if the word vasectomy would have another meaning other than the regular. My eyes refused to leave the paper until… the words blurred. Streams of tears flowed freely down my cheeks. Three months after our wedding. Julian had a vasectomy. Fuck. My brain spun. For two years, Julian had watched me cry every time my period arrived. He had held my hand while I apologized for not being “fertile” enough to give the pack an heir. He had even suggested I see a doctor to see what was “wrong” with me.

He burst out laughing. “Now I’m convinced you’re trying to get me pregnant, Mr Stark,” he said. “Not gonna happen,” I chuckled lowly, pulling out a paper from the wallet and gave it to him. He eyed me suspiciously while unfolding it. “What is this?” he asks as he read it. “Vasectomy,” he murmured absentmindedly. “Wait,” he jumped when it finally dawned on me. “You got a vasectomy?” “It was years ago,” I shrugged. “I think I was twenty or something,”

Lysander froze. Vespera saw the memory flicker behind his eyes. She knew exactly what that charge was. He had contracted a rather embarrassing infection from a stripper during his bachelor party—the one he swore he never had. He had paid out of pocket to keep it off the insurance records so Vespera wouldn't find out. He was trapped. If he denied the vasectomy, he’d have to explain why he was at a urologist paying cash three years ago. "I..." Lysander stammered, glancing nervously at Elara. "That... that was for a check-up! A routine check-up!"

I know it hurts, but we can do this for her,’ I told him. ‘I’ve never agreed with you more, human,’ he growled before opening our link all the way, almost sending us to our knees as the pain almost tripled. “Holy shit,” I hissed as I tried to push the pain down enough not to become hysterical. Okay, decision made. I was definitely going to get a vasectomy. I never wanted her to go through this again. Not even for us to have another kitten. I pressed send on the call as I took a deep breath.

"That's impossible. If it wasn't you, then later why did you—" "Because I didn't want to tell you birth control wasn't good for you. So I got a vasectomy. That's why things didn't work for a while. I just didn't think you'd give up on me over that."