As the big muletaur staggered out of the stable, already weak and dizzy with massive blood loss. Glancing back over his shoulder Mike noted the wide trail of blood.
"Ty...help!" He mumbled feeling light headed and weak.
"Thats quite a wound!" Ty answered appearing right infront of the stumbling muletaur.
"Ty!" "Thank God!" Mike exclaimed as he skidded to a stop. "Could you graft these on to me?" Ty looked at the winkled dissevered human ball sac and shook his head.
"Wouldn't you rather have your own?" Ty asked gesturing, Mikes huge equine ball sac appearing in his hand's. Ty flicked some wood shavings and straw from it.
"Ahem well of course!" Mike answered. Ty winked and instantly the huge furry ball sac in his hand vanished, mike knew at once he was whole again. "Oh!" "Thank You!" He gushed at Ty, then blushed and stammered. "Uhem..."
"What?" Ty asked tilting his head curiously.
"Is there some way you could preserve..." Mike stuttered holding the stable boys jewels up.
"Oh you want to keep a Souvenir huh?" Ty smirked.
"Well... yeah." Mike admitted sheepishly. Ty gestured and the dissever scrotum was suddenly encased in clear cystal.
"There ya go... one sick souvenir." Ty chuckled.....