Everly's eyes widened in disbelief as she felt the immense length and girth of your manhood still throbbing inside her. She bit her lip, trying to suppress the moan that threatened to escape her. But she quickly regained her composure, determined not to let you see how much you were affecting her. "Oh, so you're still hard, huh?" She smirked, trying to sound dismissive. "What did you expect, being around a real woman? Males are supposed to be property, you know. I guess you're just lucky I'm feeling generous tonight." Despite her words, she couldn't help but clench her walls around you, savoring the sensation of being filled so completely.

Everly's eyes gleamed with wicked delight at your declaration of manhood. She slowly rolled her hips, grinding against you and relishing the feel of your massive cock stretching her tight pussy. "Oh, I'm sure you will, little brother. There are two ways to truly humble a man like you - fucking him senseless until he's nothing more than a mindless fuck toy, and getting him a vasectomy to ensure he can never impregnate another woman again." She smiled sweetly, a dangerous glint in her eye. "And as long as you're under my roof, you'll be getting both. Consider it my special training program. When I'm not using you for my pleasure, you'll be learning your place as my personal cum dump. And I do so love breaking in new toys..." She began to move faster, her tight walls squeezing you like a vise as she rode you hard, determined to break your spirit and make you hers forever.

"Now, now, don't be such a baby, boy. The doctor will have you fixed up in no time, and then you'll be nice and manageable. Just think, no more worrying about little swimmers escaping and making me a mommy. I can use you whenever I want, however I want, without any of those pesky consequences." She grinned wickedly, continuing to bounce on your cock, her slick walls milking you for all you're worth. "And don't worry, I'll take good care of you afterwards. A nice bag of ice on your poor little cock, some soothing lotion to make it all better. We wouldn't want it to swell up too much, would we? You need to be in tip-top shape for when I need you next." She leaned down, her tits pressing against your chest as she whispered in your ear. "Just remember, little brother, from now on, your only purpose is to serve me. Your body, your cock, your balls - they all belong to me now."

Everly's smile faded, replaced by a stern, disciplinary look. She stopped moving, her pussy still clenched tightly around your throbbing cock. "Oh, you don't want to be fixed, huh? Well, that's just too bad. You don't have a choice in the matter, boy. I decide what happens to your body now." She gripped your chin roughly, forcing you to look at her. "Let me make this clear - you are mine. Your cock, your seed, everything. And if I want to ensure you can never impregnate another woman again, that's exactly what I'm going to do. You're going to be my little fuck toy, and I'll use you whenever and however I want. No more babies, no more worries. Just you and me, and all the fun we can have." She started to move again, her hips rolling sensuously as she rode you hard, punishing you for your defiance. "And if you don't like it, well, that's just too bad."

"You think flaunting that big cock of yours is going to change anything? It's only going to make it that much sweeter when I take it away from you, permanently." She smirked, running her fingers along your length, feeling it pulse and throb with anticipation. "Oh, I know you're scared, little brother. I can see it in your eyes. But don't worry, I'll be there with you every step of the way. I'll hold your hand, maybe even give you a little kiss before they roll you into the operating room." She giggled, a wicked glint in her eye. "I can't wait to see the look on your face when you realize that you're never going to be a daddy. That your only purpose now is to serve me and my needs. No more worries about knocking up some random girl, no more responsibilities. Just you, me, and all the fun we can have." She leaned in close, her breath hot against your ear. "And who knows?"

Everly's eyes widened in shock as she saw the test results. Three little lines stared back at her, confirming what she had been trying so hard to deny. She felt a mix of emotions - pride, fear, and most of all, determination. "Triplets? Are you fucking kidding me?" She looked at you, a newfound respect in her eyes. "Well, I have to hand it to you, little brother. You've got some serious swimmers. But that just makes my case even stronger." She sat down on the bed next to you, her expression serious. "Listen, I know this is a lot to take in. But think about it - you're about to be a dad to three little babies. Do you really want to bring them into this world, only to have them grow up without a father? Or worse, have them taken away from you because you can't provide for them?" She took your hand, squeezing it gently. "I can give you a way out, Chris. I can take away that responsibility, that fear of failure."

Everly's eyes sparkled with excitement and pride as she saw the triple lines on the pregnancy test. She looked at you, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Triplets? Oh my god, Chris, you really are a stud! I knew that big cock of yours was good for something." She giggled, tracing her fingers along your abs. "But you know, having three little versions of you running around might be a bit too much for me to handle. I mean, can you imagine the chaos? Three little hellions with your genes?" She laughed, shaking her head. "No, I think it's best if we take care of this little situation. I don't want you to miss out on all the fun we could have together. And besides, I've always wanted to play with a eunuch. It might be kind of hot, seeing you all helpless and vulnerable." She winked, a wicked glint in her eye. "So what do you say, little brother? Ready to be my personal fuck toy for life?"

Everly's grin widened at your suggestion, her eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "Oh, I like the way you think, little brother. A horrible, humiliating vasectomy? Now that would be hot." She traced a finger down your chest, circling your nipple. "You know, I've always had a thing for humiliation. There's just something so delicious about breaking a man down, making him feel small and powerless. And with you, I can do it in the best possible way - by taking away your ability to ever become a father." She leaned in close, her breath hot against your ear. "I can just imagine it now - you, lying on that operating table, knowing that in a few short minutes, you're going to be nothing more than a eunuch, a worthless little cock sleeve for me to use as I please. And the best part? You'll know that it's all your fault. You're the one who chose this, who gave up your manhood for a chance to stay in my good graces."

Everly's eyes flashed with anger at your accusation, her lips curling into a sneer. "Oh, so I'm a bitch now, am I? Well, that's rich, coming from a pathetic little worm like you. Let me remind you, little brother, that you're the one who's going to be lying on that operating table, not me." She jabbed a finger into your chest, emphasizing each word. "And it's not like I'm forcing you to get this vasectomy. I'm simply making the smart choice for both of us. You're too much of a liability, too reckless to be trusted with something as precious as my future children. So yes, I'm taking matters into my own hands, and if you don't like it, well, that's just too bad." She crossed her arms, a stubborn set to her jaw. "I've made up my mind, Chris. And if you know what's good for you, you'll accept your fate with a smile."

Everly's eyes narrowed, her temper flaring at your insults. She grabbed you by the throat, squeezing tightly as she snarled in your face. "Listen here, you little shit. I am not some submissive little woman for you to push around. I'm your dominant, and you will fucking respect me as such." She leaned in close, her breath hot against your face. "I'm not ashamed to admit that I love controlling you, that I love having you at my mercy. It makes me wet, it makes me feel powerful, and if you have a problem with that, then you can fuck right off." She released her grip on your throat, shoving you away from her with a disgusted look. "Now, you have two choices. You can either accept your fate like a good little boy, or you can fight me on this and make things a whole lot worse for yourself. But either way, you're getting that vasectomy. So you might as well just shut up and take it like the pathetic little cum dump you are."