"Jared, still drowsy from the anesthesia, barely registered his wife Courtneys cheerful voice as she spoke to the nurse. He remembered he was in the surgical center. He vaguely remembered that he was getting a vasectomy. Jared felt something cool and constrictive all over his lower body. And something very silky against his arms, chest and shoulders. His legs felt different somehow, smooth and alive, but he wasnt sure if that was real or the just the drugs. He registered a dull ache in his groin. That must be the vasectomy, he thought to himself through the fog. Meanwhile Courtney marveled over the two small testicles floating in the jar of formaldehyde. They were hers now. No longer Jareds. As it should be, she thought. She already had a pretty display vessel picked out for them at home. Bedroom? She thought. No. Living room? Yes. Definitely Living room, she smiled to herself. She made a note to stop at the Target, to pick up some new simple panties for Jared on the way home. He wouldnt be needing his old boxer shorts anymore, and the panties would fit so much nicer now. I mean look, she thought to herself, he was already started on pantyhose by the hospital staff today. Things were really starting to fall into place nicely, she smiled, just like Annabelle, her instructor at Callahan, said they would."