The Evil Dr. Meinclare

Chapter 1
Part 1

Mark and his young wife Gennifer were ready for a break. Now, along with their kids, Stevie and Kate, they were on the road beginning their summer vacation. They had gotten free tickets to the Holiday Land amusement park and the tickets would expire soon. Fortunately, Mark’s vacation time fell perfectly just before they expired. Mark was 29, muscular and worked at the local Naval base. Gennifer was 28 and often passed for even younger. She had blond hair and a trim athletic build. Stevie was 7 and Kate was 6. Both were blond like their mother. All were pretty excited for this ’family time’.

Not so unexpectedly summer traffic was horrendous! It wasn’t long before they were on a 2 lane detour sandwiched between a barely roadworthy tanker truck and a semi. The kids were growing restless. Everyone could use a rest stop but this route offered none. The tanker truck speed was slowing and there was no where to pass. The tanker truck unexpectedly slowed even more. Mark figured it was because of the hilly and winding nature of the road. Suddenly something began to leak from the tanker. Some type of gas soon engulfed the car. The last thing Mark remembered was pulling to the side of the road and closing his eyes. The slow speed at which they were traveling was all that kept him from wrecking due to the effects of the gas.

Unbekownst to them a car back at the last intersection had diverted traffic. Only the tanker, Mark’s vehicle, and the semi had been allowed to pass before the road was blocked. The semi pulled in front of Mark’s car and the back door of the trailer swung open. A couple of men in gas masks lowered a ramp and connected a cable to the car. The car was quickly pulled into the semi trailer and just as quickly the vehicles all pulled away as if nothing had happened.

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Mark awoke in a strange room. An older gentlemen wearing a labcoat was looking him over.

’Ahhhhhh back with us I see!’ he exclaimed.

’Uhhhhh yeah...... ’ Mark replied as he tried to gather his thoughts.

’Sorry about the extra sleep time but we needed time to prepare’ the older man said as a young woman entered the room. ’This is my assistant, Miss Holmes’

Mark shook his head and was still rather foggy ’What happened?’ he asked and then noticed that he was restrained in his chair. ’What the...????!!!!’

’Sorry about that but I believe it is quite necessary’ the man told. ’You may call me Dr Meinclare’

’What the fuck is going on?!’ Mark angrily questioned the man.

’Well, Mark, I hope you don’t mind me calling you by your first name? Anyway, I’ve been developing some things and I need some help from you.’ he said.

’Help? What kind of help? What’s this all about?’ Mark replied.

’I want you to give me the satellite codes so I can control them’ Dr Meinclare answered.

’Ummmmmm What makes you think ~I~ know anything about satellite codes?’ Mark asked the man.

’Mark..... Your wife may not know about your job but I certainly do! I know quite alot about you. I used to work for the government also. I have connections. Unfortunately, I don’t have the codes for the satellites and you do. You see, I need those codes to control those satellites for my plans. Here...’ he said handing Mark a folder that had many classified details about Mark’s work with the government.

’Ok, assuming I know about these codes... what is it you have ~planned~?’ he asked.

’To rule the world!’ The Dr. replied without smiling.

’You’re a fucking lunatic! Let me outta here before you get in real trouble!’ Mark yelled.

’No.... I’d rather say I’m a genius. Ask anyone... I think they’d agree. With what I’ve developed, and with those codes, I believe my goals are quite attainable’ Dr. Meinclare explained.

’You’re crazy! Where’s my family?’ Mark asked with growing concern.

’So you’re not willing to give up the codes easily?’ The Dr. replied without answering Mark’s question.

’Fuck you! Where’s Gennifer and the kids!?’ Mark asked again.

’Perhaps a little demonstration of my abilities will convince you to give me those codes. Then you can be on your way. Your family is just fine. As a matter of fact, the kids..... Stevie and Kate I believe are their names.... are playing happily in the backyard. I’ve developed quite a playground out there to keep them happy.’

’I’m not giving you any codes. I want to see my family!’ Mark shot back.

’Miss Holmes.... the demonstration...’ The Dr said as he motioned to his assistant who left the room.

The Dr. directed Mark’s attention to some curtains on the wall. The curtains opened revealing an obvious 2 way mirror peering out on a rather large back yard with no other houses anywhere to be seen. There was a pool, a swing set, monkey bars, and even more elaborate things such as a small merry-go-round among other carnival type rides. Mark could see his children playing happily. Obviously unaware that something might be wrong.

’So? You’re not going to do anything to hurt the kids are you? Where’s Gennifer?’ Mark asked worriedly.

’She’ll be along in a second’ The Dr. answered. ’Ahhhhhhhhhh there she is.....’

Mark saw a door open and Miss Holmes leading Gennifer outside. She looked OK on first inspection although she acted a bit strange.

’GENNIFER!’ Mark yelled ’GENNIFER!’

’It’s no use.... this place is quite soundproof. She can’t hear you’ The Dr told him.

Mark observed closer. Gennifer’s long blond hair was pulled away from her face and tied on each side. All her jewelery was gone and her makeup had been scrubbed off. Her shoes were gone and she had on the same shorts and tank top that she had worn earlier. She acted confused and seemed to be overly dependant on Miss Holmes.

The Dr pressed a button and suddenly the sounds from outdoors bellowed through speakers.

’Mommy!’ Katie yelled as she saw her mother.

’Hi!’ Gennifer shouted back and waved when she saw the children.

’Go on, hon’ Miss Holmes told her and let go of her hand.

Gennifer ran to the kids and hopped into the rather large sandbox that they were playing in. Much to the kids’ and Mark’s amazement she began playing right along with them.

’Wow! This place is coooooool’ she said.

’What’s going on?’ Mark asked.

’My demonstration.’ The Dr. replied smugly.

’Let’s build the biggest, bestest, sandcastle in the whole wide world!’ Gennifer suggested as she sifted the sand through her hands. ’We can make greaaaaaaaaaaaaat big’ she said as she motioned out with her arms.

Mark simply stared at the scene.

’You see, Mark, You give me the codes and I return everything to normal and you and your family can be on your way’ The Dr. said as Mark tried to figure out why his wife was acting so strangely. It was as if she was interacting with the children on a completely different level. Almost as an equal, not a parent.

’I don’t get it?!’ Mark exclaimed.

’Well, let’s study closer. I’ve developed something. I need the satellite codes that you have to help me with my grand plans. I’ve set up this little demonstration to allow you taste of my genius and hopefully get you to give me the codes. I’m sure you will.... eventually. Might as well be now!’ The Dr. replied.

’I’m not giving you any codes!’ Mark stated.

’Welllllll...we’ll see. You see your wife is acting like she is because I used my device to regress her personality. She may still look like your 28 year old wife... and she may remember she’s a mother and a wife.... but that’s about it. For all intents and purposes, mentally, emotionally, she’s a 5 year old!’ The Dr. explained.

Mark’s eyes widened. It certainly appeared to be true! His wife was playing in a sandbox. She was talking like a child. She was acting...just like a child!

’This is a trick....like hypnotism or something!’ Mark decided.

’No..... no trick.... I’m not Kreskin or anything like that. I’m an inventor. I could build my own satellites but that would take an awful lot of funding... then I’d need rockets... or a few shuttle trips.... And if you give me the codes then I don’t need to build my own satellites or go to that expense. What I need are already up there!’

’Ok...even if I knew these codes.... what good would they do you?’ Mark asked as he realized the Dr. did have the upper hand at this moment. Whether his wife had been hypnotised, brainwashed, or had really been the victim of some strange invention of Dr. Meinclare’s didn’t much matter at this point. She wasn’t herself. ’And is she gonna be stuck like ... ~that~...’ he asked.

’Well, not unless I happen to hit ’erase’ or have a hard drive failure.... or wish her to be that way....’ The Dr. answered ’I’m a pretty decent guy really. Just give me the codes and I’ll be happy’

’So.... what good does the satellite codes do you?’ Mark asked again.

’Welllllll.... I hate to say too much... or brag. Let’s say I have a ummmmmm ~signal~ that I would want to transmit to the ummmmm ~world~.... What better way than all those government satellites that you work with? Now with the codes I can program them to do what I need. I’ve had extensive time with their development and control methods. Unfortunately, I was transferred before I had time to program a backdoor. I guess I was a little too good. I should have programmed in a couple of bugs or two so I could’ve stayed on that end of the program. But I digress.... too much info for you. Let me get Little Gennifer in here and see if she can convince you.’ The Dr. pressed a button and asked his assistant to bring in Gennifer. ’I’d ask you not to upset her. She doesn’t have the mental capacity to deal with too much turmoil right now. You don’t want to scare her!’

Miss Holmes returned with Gennifer.

’Hi, Mark!’ she said excitedly upon seeing her husband.

’I’m sorry about this, Gennifer. This isn’t how I meant for our vaction to turn out.’

’That’s OK. This place is fun! There’s candy and rides and all kinds of neat stuff!’

’Do you know what they’ve done to you?’ Mark asked.

’Ummmmmm I dunno....’ she replied.

’Mark, let me prove a little more to you’ The Dr. interjected ’You’ll see that this is quite real and not some parlor trick’

The Dr. aimed a small device at Gennifer and her expression slowly changed. Concern replaced the carefree expression of just a moment ago.

’What did you do to me?’ She asked as she examined herself. ’I’ve been.... I’ve been acting like a little girl!??’

’Honey, My work at the base is a little more involved than maybe you know. Apparently the Dr. here has brought us here to get some classified information. I guess he is using you to get to me. Even if I knew what he wanted it is a matter of national security and I couldn’t tell him. I knew I should have told you more about my work but I never thought anything like this could ever happen!’ Mark explained to his wife.

’Well, I’m not stupid. I knew you were more than just a tech. I just figured it was none of my business. Father was in the military so I know how these things work. A regular tech wouldn’t make the money that you make! Whatever you do... don’t give up classified information. My father taught me how important it is to honor your country first and foremost!’ Gennifer told him.

’I’m glad you feel that way. If we just stick together the guys will figure out something is wrong. They’ll come looking. We’ll get through this!’ Mark said.

This wasn’t what the Dr. had expected of Gennifer. Unfortunately, her role as a wife and mother hadn’t left much of a paper trail after her schooling for him to follow in order to learn about her. Apparently the rebellion of her teen years had been replaced by a rather conservative, patriotic twenty-something!

Without showing his disappointment he exclaimed ’More demonstration time.’ and then aimed the device back at Gennifer.

Mark yelled for him to stop but the restraints kept him from doing anything.

’Hey!’ Gennifer shouted ’No!.... I don’t want.... I don’t wanna be a little girl..... don’t wanna..... I can’t fo.... ummmmm think right... I’m forgettin’ stuff.....’

Mark could see her body language change along with her expression. The concern left her face and a more innocent child-like expression replaced it. ’Fight it honey! Can you fight it?’

’I’m not a little girl....I’m not..... little girl.... little girl?..... I’m.... a little girl... a little girl....lalalalalalalalalalalala’ she sang with a smile.

The Dr. smiled because he knew no one had ever been able to fight the machine. He looked at Mark and then back at Gennifer. ’Click’.... he again engaged the device.

Gennifer slumped a little and her singing got a bit garbled as pitch seemed to escape her. Her expression became a little more confused. She brought her thumb to her mouth and began sucking it. She slumped a little more and her body slowly folded to the floor as she finally softly landed on her rump.

’Pretty far back, eh?’ The Dr. asked proudly.

’You’ve regressed her mind into a baby!’ Mark said ’That’s way too much!’

’Well, give me the codes!’ The Dr. replied.

’NO!’ Mark said buoyed by his wife’s earlier comments.

’Hmmmmmph!’ The Dr. grunted as he rubbed his chin. ’Well, time to step up the pressure.’

Before Mark could ask what he meant the device was aimed at HIM! ’Click’.....

’You can’t do this to ~me~.... I’ll fight it....... I’ll.... I’m an adult... a big boy.... boy......’ Mark’s argument was short-lived as the device was already trained on him and engaged before he had a a fair chance to even try and properly fight it.

’Now you, baby....’ The Dr. said as he trained the device on Gennifer. ’Click’. She sat up straighter and an awareness seemed to return to her eyes. Her thumb left her mouth.

’Hey..... that was fun....’ she said.

’Ok, kids. It is getting late. Time for bed. We’ll see about getting those ol’ satellite codes in the morning!’ Dr. Meinclare told the now mentally regressed husband and wife. ’Now, I don’t want either of you trying to run away because you can’t. You are my guests here and we’ll have fun here.... besides there are BIG monsters just outside of the yard. Plus Miss Holmes likes to spank little boys and girls when they are bad! Now do what Miss Holmes says and get ready for bed’

The Dr. left the room and Miss Holmes got a couple of very large T-shirts out. ’OK... one for each of you to sleep in. Who wants Bugs and who wants Tweety-Bird?’ she asked.

’Ooh! I want Tweety!’ Gennifer shouted.

Mark sneered ’Dumb ol girl! Bugs is bunches cooler than Tweety!’ Mark felt pretty good that he got the shirt he wanted.

’C’mon kids! Follow me’ Miss Holmes said as she undid Mark’s restraints.

The next room was made up to look like a kids bedroom. There was a bathroom attached to the opposite side.

’Ok, here you go Mark. Your bath is already drawn. Hurry up!’ Miss Holmes ordered.

Mark took his shirt and scurried to the bathroom. He didn’t want Miss Holmes to spank him!

’Wash your hair and behind your ears!’ Miss Holmes ordered from the other side of the door.

Mark splashed some water on his head and grumbled. He thought about trying to get away but the thought of the monsters outside chased those thoughts quickly away! Pretty soon he was out of the tub, drying off, and then slipping the Bugs Bunny T-shirt over his head.

Miss Holmes hustled Gennifer in the bathroom. She took longer than Mark. Miss Holmes had to hurry her along.

Miss Holmes looked over her two charges. They both looked a bit comical although neither seemed to notice in their regressed mental state. ’Ok, now you can watch cartoons for a little while but then I want you in bed in 30 minutes!’

’Goody!’ Gennifer exclaimed eyeing a videotape of Katie’s favorite cartoon.

Miss Holmes left and joined up with Dr. Meinclare who watched Mark and Gennifer from a hidden camera.

’Ya know they’ve made us think funny or something dontcha?’ Mark asked.

’I dunno..... how so?’ Gennifer asked.

’ummmmmm Well.... we look like adults and stuff but I don’t know if we act like adults....’

’Do so!’ Gennifer shot back.

’I’m not sure how we’re ’sposed to act’ Mark answered.

’What are you doing?’ Gennifer asked.

’I’m getting into bed so Miss Holmes doesn’t spank me!’ Mark answered ’Why?’

’Cuz! Where am I gonna sleep?’

’Ummmmm I dunno... I was here first!’

’No fair!’

’Well, I can’t sleep in bed with you cuz you’re a ~boy~!’

’Well.... you can’t sleep with me cuz you got COOTIES!’

The Dr and the assistant laughed at the exchange.

Finally, Mark gave up the bed to Gennifer because she started crying. He fixed a couple of cushions on the floor, turned out the light, and curled up on them.

’Genni?’

’Yeah?’

’Ummmmm didn’t we used to sleep together?’

’ummmmmmmm oooooooooh..... that’s yucky! You’re a boy!’

’Never mind.....’

’Mark?’

’Huh?’

’When do we get to leave?’

’Ummmmm they want me to give ’em some dumb ol numbers first’

’What kinda numbers?’

’Just numbers for somethin’’

’hmmmmmm why don’t you?’

’Cuz I’d get in trouble.’

’What kind of trouble?’

’BIG trouble. I bet they’d ground me AND paddle me or something!’

’But if you give ’em the numbers maybe nobody’ll know you did it?’

’I dunno.... ’sides... I don’t remember ’em right now. I did ’member ’em but for some reason I don’t know ’em now.’

’Mark?’

’What?’

’Ummmmm nothin’.... I forget.... ’night’

’goodnight’

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When Mark awoke Gennifer was gone. He turned on the TV and popped in a cartoon tape. Soon, Miss Holmes came for him. ’Time to go see Dr. Meinclare, sleepyhead!’ she said as she took his hand. He was still wearing his Bugs Bunny T-shirt. He padded along behind Miss Holmes.

’Well, Mark... how about those codes? Can you tell me what they are?’ The Dr. asked.

’Uh huh.... I’m sorry but I’d get in trouble...BIGGGGGG trouble!’

’Hmmmmm well there’s somebody that wants to see you’ the Dr told him as he opened a door. Gennifer walked in. This time she was wearing makeup and had her hair pulled back in a pony-tail. She was wearing some clothing that Mark didn’t recognize. She had on some blue jean cut-offs with fringe around the legs, a short little crop top that exposed her belly-button, and a pair of sandals. She had obviously just painted her nails and was blowing on them as she entered the room. She was also working hard on a piece of bubblegum...alternately blowing bubbles and clicking the gum in her mouth.

’Wow... you look like a geekzoid!’ she said as she saw Mark in his Bugs Bunny shirt working on a Pop Tart.

’Hey!’ he complained with no followup.

’So, like, are you, ummmmm like.... yourself?’ she asked.

’I thought maybe this would be easier, Gennifer’ The Dr told her.

’Uhhhh hows about you call me Genni? Gennifer sounds so ~old~’

’Whatever you want dear’ The Dr replied.

’So, like, ummmm Mark. The Dr. says we can leave if you just give him some numbers. So, why don’t you be a sport and tell him?’

’ummmmmm Cuz I’ll get in trouble!’

’Ohhhhh what a crybaby! Who’ll tell? Get real!’

’Ummmm well... it doesn’t matter no way cuz I don’t ’member ’em!’

’What?’ The Dr asked.

’I don’t ’member ’em!’ Mark replied.

’Great’ the Dr sarcastically said to Miss Holmes ’regress him enough to tell us and he’s too young to remember them! Make him older and he gets his confidence and responsibility back! Well, maybe this demonstration taught him something!’

Miss Holmes put Mark back into the restraints. ’Click’.... Mark soon felt his attitude change. His smile turned to a frown.

’Dammit!’ he said as his mind returned to nomal. This brought a giggle from Genni who was playing with her gum on her finger. She found the sight of a grown man weairng only an oversized Bugs Bunny T-shirt and cursing pretty funny.

’So where did you put her now, Doc?’ Mark asked seeing his wife dressed like a high school girl and busy blowing bubblegum bubbles. ’And any chance of you getting me some ’real’ clothes?’

’Forget that, Mark. It’s time for YOU to give me the codes.’ The Doctor sternly told him.

’Yeah, like, no biggie... just, you know... tell him and we can bail!’ Genni chimed in.

’You told me to not do it!??’ Mark said to his wife who had now obviously had a change of heart.... and attitude!

’I did? Yeah, well, like, never mind that!’ She replied.

’No way!’ Mark told the Dr.

’Mark, have not my demonstrations shown you what you are up against? You’ve not seen the worst or most embarassing yet. Why fight the inevitable?’ The Doctor said. ’I’ve considered your being stubborn so I’m prepared to up the pressure in different ways.’

The Doctor turned to his assistant ’Miss Holmes, what grade is your nephew in? He’ll be a senior in high school, correct? Swim team captain? And ready to come to work here today!’

’Yes, that’s him!’ Miss Holmes answered with glee.

Mark glanced at Genni and saw her bite her lip at the description of Miss Holmes’ nephew. He then wondered what the Dr. was getting at.

’Well, Genni and him are around the same age.... hehehehehehehehe mentally! Actually, she’s a bit ’younger’ although she looks ’older’. I guess most high school boys go for ’older’ women anyway don’t they, Mark?"

Genni wasn’t paying attention at this point. She was asking Miss Holmes if she could borrow her razor to shave her legs. Miss Holmes cheerfully obliged her and took Genni to her quarters.

’Now wait.... you’ve got her regressed into some giggly school girl with the body of a mature woman. You can’t do this... that boy will put the moves on her and she’ll be obsessd!’ Mark argued.

’Well, it’s hard to predict human nature. I figured you’d give me the codes by now. Fortunately, I’d thought ahead in case you had not.’ The Dr. said with a smarmy glee at the situation he had developing. ’I imagine they’ll hang out by the pool all day..... I mean I don’t have any work for the boy just yet. Teenagers seem to like the water and the sun.’

’You asshole!’ Mark complained.

’Now, Mark! I wouldn’t leave your wife alone with a horny high school boy in her condition. You’ll be out there too!’ The Dr replied.

’OK.... that’s better... so how do you know I won’t spill the beans and......’ ’CLICK’

’That’s ’how’, Mark! You’ll be out there with the mind of a 3 year old playing with your ~children~. I doubt you’ll care too much what the ~big~ kids are doing.’ Dr. Meinclare laughed.

’No! You can’t..... No..... I’m a grownup! .... I’m forget.....ting.... I’m a grownup... I’m a grownup....I’m .....gwown up.... I’m ..... Me.... ’ Mark’s argument faded as his thumb filled his mouth. He also lost his concern about changing into ’real’ clothes. His ’bunny’ shirt would be just fine.

 

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