When my wife came home from shopping she was very excited. She and some of her friends had attended the opening party of the new beauty clinic in town and she could not stop herself from telling me how great it had turned out to be. After two pregnancies and breastfeeding she had wanted a little breast-job for quite some time. In the new beauty clinic this could be done very close to home, making it much easier for her and the kids. But that wasn’t all. They had a Grand Opening Special, which was basically a „buy one get one free“deal. With a breast-job you would get one minor operation for free. I asked her what else she wanted done, since she seemed perfect to me the way she looked. She smiled all over me. „I was thinking of you, sweety...“

My wife had been very thoughtful. After the birth of our second child birth control was my responsibility. And I was not too crazy about screwing her with a condom. A vasectomy, we had already talked about it before, could be the freebee. She had checked with the clinic and yes they said the freebee could be used by the spouse as well. A few days later we were both scheduled for an initial interview at the clinic. The breast-job would be a piece of cake, the female surgeon said. Everything would be like it was before breastfeeding. When it was my turn, the surgeon said that a vasectomy was such a small procedure, it was almost too small to call surgery. Open the scrotum, cut the vase, that’s it. She said that it was almost a shame to use this as my freebee. I didn’t understand. She suggested considering an orchiectomy instead. Instead of just saving $400, -- and having the vases cut, my testicles would be removed , giving me a saving of at least $1.600,--. Also, my statistic life expectancy would increase by an incredible 16 years. All for free. And no hospital stay would be necessary as well.

I must have given the surgeon a very funny look. She told us both not to rush things but also reminded us that it was a limited time offer. We would have to be back in three days to sign and make a down payment on the breast augmentation to get the freebee.

On our way home my wife was very impressed by the generous offer. While I was more than reluctant, she repeated the benefits to me. Save more money, live longer. I tried to bring up second thoughts. „They are not going to cut your penis off, honey!“ She said.

When we went to bed that night, she stroke my penis and asked me if I wanted to continue to be a responsible person. Sure, I said. „Then let’s sign the paperwork tomorrow and by yourself a longer life for free!“ She said. And let go off my penis. „And in no time you’ll be shooting blanks and we can get rid of these condoms forever.

The next morning we were back at the clinic. Since we were not scheduled for an appointment, we had to wait for quite a while and noticed that there were more couples like us having appointments. „I wonder how many of them do what we are doing.“ My wife said. I asked her, what she meant. „Trading boobs for balls“, she said giggling.

Only five days later my wife and I were changed, me for good, she for the better.

She had gone to a nice C-Cup (not B-Cup as before the pregnancy) and I had let go of my balls.

Ever since, our marriage has been better than ever. I have become much calmer and my sex drive has decreased somewhat. I take great pleasure from being taken with a strap-on and get to penetrate my wife without a condom and a little Viagra every once in a while.

All of her friends took advantage of the freebee and had their hubbies balls cut. Only one couple went for another deal: She had her breasts and her nose done, he is wearing A-cup bras now and is completely neutered.