Renee continues to get smaller, her basic human features reverting as she passed through trimesters and months of development in reverse. She began to lose differentiated cells and the strain on the urethra around her lessened and lessened as she travelled up the tube of her former husband. Her body soon lost all differenciated cells and simply became a glob of cellular mass that quickly lost numbers. They fizzled away into nothingness while she got smaller and smaller. Finally she reached a single cell upon entering Samuel’s ballsack and began to colour white. Renee grew a tail that flailed around and the number of chromosomes she carried halved while she took on an arrow headed appearance.
Renee now settled in the epididymis nothing more than a sperm next to all the other sperm that could have potentially been launched into her via an orgasm. Now however she was just one of them, she was lost within a large swath of them in the right testicle that would race out for an egg the moment Samuel had sex with a one in a million shot at impregnating whomever it was the sperm were racing into.
Time had no meaning for the new sperm. It just sat there resting an unstimulated for a while. It didn’t know how much time had passed or if even time had passed at all. All it knew was that suddenly hormones stimulated it to begin moving amidst a sea of white fluid. The fluid rocked back and forth with the potential to remained trapped but the pressure and hormones filled the sea of white and like floodgates being released they the sperm amidst its brethren shot out of the testes and into the urethra. Sperm next to it got trapped against the walls, squished by other sperm, or turned around but the sperm kept going forward and forward as the urethra began to run out of room and they reached the end.