Funny Vasectomy Meme Novels & Stories

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!"

"Damn! He really got a vasectomy? I didn't even dare to believe it!" "Since when has any rumor about Mr. Foster in this house been fake? Also, he already has three children. It's not a problem if he has a vasectomy!" "Don't they say that a person will become very feminine after getting a vasectomy? With his net worth, he shouldn't have to go to such lengths to make such a sacrifice for a woman, right?" "Does he look feminine to you now? It's just a vasectomy. He didn't get rid of the entire thing. Look how worried you are. Avery is not even worried!"

I enjoyed every last second of all that cum spurting onto me. "Oh, yes," I whimpered as I milked them dry. The men groaned as they spurted the last of their jizz in me. They panted and pulled out of me. I grabbed the handle, cum pouring out of my pussy and spilling out of my assholes. I had so much jizz in my pussy. I could be pregnant. My husband had a vasectomy. Any one of those men who fucked my pussy could knock me up And another man was moving in behind me.

“The kid has a dirty mouth. He was saying something like he was above us and will perform a remote vasectomy for us…” “Remote vasectomy?!” A few of the male doctors were stunned by his remark. Having studied medicine for so many years, none of them had ever heard of such a silly term like remote vasectomy. It was like saying one can get pregnant remotely. It was nonsensical! Adrian suddenly remembered what Charlie had said at that time. His expression became more solemn. At this time, he looked to his brother, Rogan who was by his side and said “Third Brother, do you remember that kid? That kid who seemed to have asked both of us? He said that we aren’t too old, thus we still have our fertil

At dinner, Mark raised his glass towards Jackson in a Schadenfreude manner. “Congrats, you’re going to be a dad again.” Jackson rolled his eyes at him. “Stop it. Is your vasectomy something to be proud of? I’m going to get a vasectomy tomorrow, so that I won’t have any more kids. I can’t take any more.” Only then did Tiffany arrive at a realization. “Why didn’t I think of that? Mark’s had a vasectomy, so you should have done it too. Besides, there’s no use in leaving it.”

He asked smirking at me. " How do you feel about a do-it-yourself vasectomy?" I asked looking up at him. And he suddenly stopped smiling and I swear I felt his legs squeeze together a little bit. " We can totally wait for another baby. Maybe a year or two." He says. " Isn't three enough?" I asked. " We'll revisit the subject again in a year or two. But we can get a lot of practice in before then." He says putting his arm around my waist as we walked up the stairs of the packhouse and inside.

Sure enough, I had so much pent-up sperm in my swollen testes that the excess started oozing out. We both collapsed on that damn bean bag chair. Miss Crump: "That was so damn hot; you little bastard. You win, I will tell you. Your dad has been banging that little trollop since he hired her at that outrageous salary. I know because she told her boyfriend, joking about his barely THREE inch private parts. That $10,000? He bought into the swappers' private gold club. He was going to tell your trusting mom that there was another convention and that he'd be gone the weekend. Now, I don't know. About what WE just did, you DID have a vasectomy, I assume. I mean you didn't concern yourself with birt

"Make it punchy, Carlin. We're not just serving tea here." Carlin rolled her eyes but followed his advice, weaving words that ignited curiosity and sparked outrage. Vasky, in his element, enhanced the content with his signature memes. As he clicked away on his laptop, he couldn't help but mutter, "Memes are the modern hieroglyphics, after all." ‌

" Her eyes reddened with grievance. She blinked twice, and tears spilled down her cheeks. I said nothing more. I simply took my phone out and held the photo up in front of her. "Heh. It really is 100% not mine." "This is… a vasectomy report? How could you get a vasectomy? How could you do that?" Mia screamed in shock, instinctively lunging for my phone. I pulled it back at once. "I don't believe it. I don't believe it! You must be lying to me!" She rushed at me in a frenzy. I shoved her away, sending her crashing to the floor.