LS7: Mad Science- Part I: Sidney the Sycophant

Long Story #7: Mad Science (Content Tags: Messy diapers, wet diapers, humiliation, diaper sniffing, facesittting, regression, brain drain, dirty diaper mind merge, dirty diaper brain transplant, latex, gas masks, diaper transformation sort of, experimentation, campy science horror, brain destruction, just all sorts of crazy funky stuff to be warned of.) ----------- PART I: SIDNEY THE SYCOPHANT "Five new little lab rats! I'd say that's pretty fortuitous, isn't it? Especially since I know these ones...As do you, don't you, my pet?" The boy calmly dabbed a napkin against the glasses in his hands, wiping away the yellow yolk of an earlier assault. "...Yes, master." The smug boy let a grin curl up at hearing the curt response. "Yes, you used to be a part of their little clique. You used to be such an obnoxious bother, Zane. Just following your feral pack and misunderstanding my genius... Not giving me the proper respect that I deserve... That's all over now, isn't it?" The black haired boy, taller than his supposed 'master', nodded vacantly. "Uh-huh...Your genius is unmatched, master. I was wrong and you showed me the light. Shall I go clean up the yard now?" "No, no, that's fine, leave it for now. I'll need your assistance in the laboratory. We have much to do tonight; I have a list of things that I've been wanting to try out, and I don't want to keep the test subjects waiting." Thaddeus Robert Simmons was a kooky kid. He was definitely smart, in such a way that he had no peers in his class, or more likely in his city, but that hadn't impressed the boys at school. No, Thaddeus was a nerd, and the immature dummies around him were always trying to mess with him. After all, he made for a perfect target: pudgy, wore glasses, skipped a few grades, insufferable about his own intelligence, and best of all, had some type of incontinence issues that kept his flabby behind taped in diapers. He'd transferred to this new school just a few months prior, when his family had moved again, and while his superiority should have been obvious, the ruffians in his class had made it their mission to make his day-to-day a nightmarish lesson in humility. Thaddeus only found it appropriate that he should now return the favor, though perhaps in a more permanent manner. James, Sidney, Quinn, Frank, and Calvin. That group had included Zane at the beginning, until he'd 'disappeared' after one of the breaks. The bully hadn't really left though, he'd simply found a new home and subsequently a new master to serve. It was wondrous what a little skillful tinkering inside someone's head could do. The genius hadn't considered how he might handle the other five boys until tonight. What sweet serendipity that they'd come right to him? Like suicidal little lambs wanting to be slaughtered. They were about to endure a horror show unlike anything they could have conceived, and the price of admission was only the single-ply streamers hanging from the branches above. Oh, and a carton of eggs, several of which had ended up splattered against his person. This juvenile little prank would be their last assault on his pride. With the pull of a lever, they'd all slipped down the trapdoor into his laboratory's cages. All they could do was wait and contemplate the fate that would befall them; the anticipation must be killing them. Thaddeus smiled and put on his lab coat. The night was young, and he had much work to do. Genius or not, he had an extremely immature nature himself, and a spiteful one too, so he'd be pulling out all the stops to punish these wicked five. Looking down at the bulky bulge of the diaper underneath his slacks, he already had a theme in mind, and a laundry list of ideas birthed from the scatological humor of a grade school playground. "Everyone comfy? Too cold, too hot? Thirsty, peckish?" Came his facetious inquiries while he stepped into the lab to face the imprisoned. "Let us out, you dorky little psycho!" "Yeah, don't get your Huggies in a bunch over a joke!" Thaddeus laughed softly at their anger. They still thought that they bargained from a position of power! So absurdly laughable! "Afraid I can't do that. I've got some ideas I've been cooking up, and I need a few monkeys like you five. Assistant, will you come here?" Zane shuffled quietly into the lab, well, quiet except for the incessant rustling of something large and white between his thighs. The boys gawked at the sight of their friend, completely taken aback by his sudden return and by the way he looked. He didn't just sport a huge diaper, but his expression was empty, like he was hardly more than a hollow vessel to be used. They tried to call out for his help, but he looked unmoved by their pleas, as if they had no history together. No loyalty among friends. "What can I do for you, master?" Thaddeus grinned and sat at a swivel chair, "Hmm...Act like a dog, servant." Zane's face changed and suddenly he was knelt on the ground, hands in front of him, panting with his tongue out. "Alright, pup. Now speak." The boy let out a bark. "Roll over!" The boy toppled over and rolled across the ground, before returning to a happily subservient position. The prisoners were aghast at the humiliating sight, "Ugh, what the hell did you do to him, you diaper-boy freak?!" Thaddeus' smile almost flickered. "Do your business, Spot." Zane had no hesitation. He lifted his leg, tongue still hanging out of his mouth, and there was a dull hiss that begun to echo inside the laboratory. The giant white diaper was starting to turn yellow, starting to swell with the fruit of his obedience, but a much riper fruit remained to be reaped. Zane lowered his leg, his pissy diaper sagging with the wet weight now contained, and he began to change his stance entirely. He arched his back, hands planted firmly on the ground in front of him, and he began to strain. No dignity, no sense of shame, as a large turd crackled out into his soggy diaper and began to coil up like a snake. "Such a good boy! I'll have to remember to get you a treat." Thaddeus praised, patting Zane's bulging bottom and turning back to his captives. "Zane really is a big help now. Not just in the lab, but he's always good for a laugh or two." The genius approached the cage, "A little brain surgery, a few electrodes here and there, and he's the perfect little pet. He even makes for a good diaper changer. I don't make the same painting twice though, so don't fret, you'll all get your own unique experience." There was fear in their eyes, it was delicious. "Any volunteers to go first? We'll make it interesting; my first experiment will be the one with the best outcome for the subject. I can't say the same for the rest, they'll have to get more and more extreme, to keep me from getting bored." In this position, his bullies couldn't see his offer for what it was. Knowing their simple minds, they'd all want to go last, even though that'd possibly be the worst option. They'd rather risk a more horrific fate, holding onto the optimism that they could escape his clutches before their turn came. It was like a coyote that would rather starve than chew their own trapped leg off, in some vain hope of divine intervention. None of the boys came forward to volunteer. Thaddeus let out a dramatic sigh, "Oh well, I hope you'll reconsider taking your punishment voluntarily, as the night goes on. The smart thing will be to go as soon as you have the chance." He jutted out a finger, playing a game of 'eenie-miney-mo'. "...Sidney. You'll be first. I have a few things that you'll be perfect for. Zane? Prep the test subject." The lab assistant opened the cage and grabbed Sidney by the arm. Zane had been held back a couple of times, and he was big for his age, hence why he was in an adult diaper, so his target didn't stand a chance. Zane callously shoved some of the other boys back to prevent their attempted escape, and he shut the cage. "I'll be back when its time to grab my next subject. I hope someone plans to volunteer next time." Thaddeus laughed, casually walking away, deeper into the lab. His dutiful servant waddled behind, gripping a squirmy Sid. Sidney got thrusted into a chair and his wrists were bound in place. Thaddeus pulled out a notepad and traced his finger down the first few bulleted points on the page: "..Mmmkay. We'll use you for these...Zane, that'll be all for now. Go guard the cage while I work." As the tall boy toddled off, the stink of feces trailing behind him, Sidney was freaking out and writhing violently against his restraints; his long blond hair, tucked beneath a backwards cap, flailed about in a synchronized motion. "C-come on, Thad, let me go! I-I don't want to be a zombie like Zane!" Thaddeus clicked his tongue and walked over to a counter. "I chose you first for a reason, Sidney. In fact, I already have something special planned for each one of you." "..B-but, you said that t-the experiments would depend on who went first--" "I already knew what order things would be before I gave you that option. You're all painfully predictable." The genius cut him off, grabbing something from a drawer. "That's our little secret though, okay? I wouldn't want to discourage your friends." Sidney lurched forward with a snarl, "You can't just make a game outta experimenting on us!" Thad reached forward and stuck a pacifier in his captive's mouth; without wanting to, Sidney began to suckle on it, bobbing the pacifier between his lips. "Experiment one. This pacifier has a reservoir full of a special formula that escapes the more you suck on it; the taste is engineered so that you can't stop yourself." The genius smiled and gave Sidney a pat on the head. "Oh, Sidney...Always making fun of me for being so much younger than the rest of you, even though it should be something to be impressed by. Nearly half your age, and yet my wit is lightyears ahead..." As the blond sucked on the pacifier, he began to look a little more calm...And then he started to slowly shrink where he sat. His clothes were becoming baggy on him, and baby fat was beginning to return to his physique. The middle schooler was having the clock turned back on his body with every suckle of the soother. "Experiment one looks like a success. Once you finish off what's in the pacifier, you'll be even younger than me." Thaddeus said, going over to a console to push some buttons. The chair that Sidney was sitting on suddenly flattened out into more of an operating table, but it wasn't surgery that'd be happening. Two mechanical hands came down from the ceiling and began to disrobe the shrinking boy, putting a bulky, nursery printed diaper on him with plenty of powder. The restraints around Sidney's wrists were temporarily removed, only so that the hands could also get him dressed in a now befitting onesie as well. "There we go, that looks better on you. Baby Sid. And now, for experiment two..." The table shifted back into a chair, and the restraints were reapplied, the test subject now reduced to a preschooler in puffy Pampers. Thaddeus got closer and put a visor over Sidney's eyes. "Hypnotic programming. See, I told you that I wouldn't repeat myself with what I was going to do to you. Zane got physical manipulation of his brain, but you'll be getting something less invasive." He flipped a switch and the visor turned on, showing Sidney a rapid process of subliminal messaging to condition him to the genius's liking. "You're a real brown-noser, Sid. You're always sniffin' your leader's butt like it's your favorite perfume, well, figuratively..." Sidney slouched in his seat and lost control of his bladder, the sound of him helplessly peeing himself was music to Thad's ears. "Let's make it a little more literal, hmm? And James will no longer be the butt that you're kissing, he won't be your leader anymore. You always thought it was so funny to talk about my diapers...You talked about them so much that I think you must really love them, right? Perhaps you want to worship them? And me!" Drool seeped past the threshold of the pacifier as the visor's programming came to a conclusion. Thad lifted it off the boy's head and put it away, before finally freeing the tot from the chair. "You should be happy, Sid. I'm not going to break your brain like the rest of your friends, you're just going to become my little fanboy; my own brown-noser." Thad turned and raised his lab coat with one hand, while letting his slacks down with the other, to reveal his own plain white diaper. "I'll let you choose right now. You can run away and I'll let you escape, or you can come over and sniff my butt. What's it gonna be?" The pacifier dropped from Sid's mouth. He was still dazed, but whatever rationality he once had was long gone. "Leave?! I'd never leave your side!" Well, backside. The regressed blond nearly tripped over himself as he scampered over to Thad and got on his knees to get his nose nuzzled right into the center of the diaper. "It's like I can smell your genius!" Thaddeus laughed, hearing loud, sharp inhales. Just as planned, Sidney was now no more than a seat-sniffing sycophant, and a little shorter than Thaddeus himself. As if to please his fan, the genius pushed and let a juicy fart sputter wetly into the diaper, to which Sid was glad to take in the fumes of. "Looks like experiment two was a success. Time to see my next test subjects." ---------------------------------- (Continued in Part 2!)