Decommissioning a stud (alt-ending) WARNING!!! Castration ahead
The alternate ending to 'Decommissioning a stud'
"Well, I hope your satisfied." He said as he stood over the husky with his arms crossed. He rolled over again for belly rubs. "Come on you silly dog, time to go see if you get to keep those groceries in your bag or not." Jasper reached down and grabbed the males leash and walked him out of the barn. "So? How'd it go?" Asked the man. "Well, moment of truth" Jasper looked down at the husky. The man reached down and rubbed the dogs head and again he bearer his fangs and growled. Jasper looked down, disappointed. "~Huuh. So much for that... Take him inside, I'll go get my tools." "You tried Jasper that's all that matters." The man said before going in. Jasper walked inside the house with his bag and set it on the kitchen table. "Here, we'll do him on this table." Jasper took out some wiped and started disinfecting the table. The man picked up the dog and put him up on it. "So much for my spot in the race tomarrow." The man said while slowly petting the husky. Jasper finished wiping off the table and went to dig back into his bag. "Oh great." "What? What's wrong?" The man asked. "I forgot my new Stud-Stopper at the university." "So...does that mean he won't be getting clipped?" Jasper pulled out the small kit wrapped in green cloth. "No, it just means we'll have to do this the old fashioned way." He unrolled the cloth and grabbed the syringe. "Hold his head away so he can't look." Jasper said. "What is that?" "Something to keep him docile." Jasper then stuck the dog in the thigh and then set the now empty needle back onto the cloth. Jasper pulled out a set of stickers and a pen and handed it to the man. "Here, fill this out." Jasper said. "What is it?" Asked the man. "The lable that will go on his trophy jar." He unscrewed the lid on one of the plastic specimen jars and set it aside. "Now..." Jasper picked up the scalpel. "...let's see those pearly whites." He grabbed the dogs sac and slid the knife down the length of the right testicle. He did the same to the left before squeezing from the top of the dogs bag and popping the boys beautiful white oysters into view. "Such a shame, he has such a beautiful pair of eggs." He grabbed both testicles in his fist and pulled them down together until they wouldn't come down any further. He then took nylon threads and tied two knots on each cord before grabbing the puppy makers in his left paw, having the cord to the right nut go inbetween his middle and ring fingers while the left cord went between his thumb and index fingers. He picked up the pair of scissors and quickly snipped both cords with ease. *snip* *snip*. "One decommissioned stud hold the oysters." Jasper said holding up the boys snipped nuts. "I'm not taking those." The man held his hands up in the air. "I thought so." Said Jasper. "What are you going to do with them?" "Well, most vets just toss them in the trash, but I like to keep them and make um' apart of my dinner." *plop* *plop* they went as he dropped them into the jar and closed the lid. "You done filling out that label?" "Here." The man handed him the filled out lable and Jasper stick it onto the outside of the jar. "What do you want me to do with the other dogs?" Jasper asked. "Well this took you practicly no time at all compaired to how long it took you to service him, so why don't you do the same thing to the others. I mean the next race won't be till January so... Go for it." Jasper just stood there with his mouth open. "You want me to snip the rest of the dogs?" Jasper had to ask to make sure he heard that right. "If it means this behavior problem won't happen again then YES. Clip the rest of my boys." Jasper gulped. "O-okay just let me sow this guy up first." Jasper quickly grabbed a sterile needle and closed up the two slits in the lead's now wrinkled shopping bag where his life giving groceries use to be. "OK you fill out the rest of these labels and I'll go get the other dogs." He handed the man the rest of the label stickers and walked outside to get the next two dogs. Jasper picked the dogs up and setting them up on the table. "Where do I put the lead?" Jasper asked. "Their room is down that hallway, he's the purple bed." Jasper then grabbed the drugged male and carried him to his spot and laid him down. He walked back into the kitchen and took a new needle out and filled it with the medicine. He stuck both dogs in the thigh and waited a few minutes before picking up the knife. He made quick work of each of their scrotums, popping out both sets before tieing them off one by one. Grabbing them inbetween his fingers he started snipping them with the scissors. *snip snip* *plorp plop*. *snip* *snip* *plop* *plop*. "9 more to go." Jasper said as he placed the labels on the jars and carried the dogs to their beds. He grabbed two more dogs and repeated the same process: slice, tug, tie, snip. *plop* *plop*. "I love that sound." Jasper said in his head.
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"OK, these are the last two. I only have one jar left so they'll have to share. I don't think they'll mind, do you?" Jasper asked. "Well..." *plop plop* *slap* *slap* "...W-would this count as incest?" The man asked. "Why would it count as incest?" Jasper said sowing up the dogs. "Well because they're both brothers... And now their balls are touching..." Jasper stopped moving his hands. "All of them?" "No. Just these two." "Well what are the fucking odds of that." Jasper smiled. "I'll come by tomorrow when I have my proper tool and spray their wounds. Until then you should keep and eye on them and make sure they don't bite their stitches." Jasper said finishing sowing the wounds closed. "Thanks again for all of this Jasper." He said. "No problem. Its a shame I couldn't help the lead though." Replied Jasper. "You tried, that's all that matters." "OK well I'll be going. Got to get these cooking before the cold makes them tough. See you tomorrow." Jasper said tossing the last jar into his duffle bag along with his tool kit and walking out of the door. "Oh I almost forgot..." Jasper ran towards the barn and picked up the jug of the lead's puppy batter he collected. "Can't forget the cocktail sauce for these oysters."