Research & Development

Chapter 4
Newest Volunteer

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Chapter Description: Dan sees the spray in action.

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Dan followed her along the corridor to a door he hadn’t seen before. Instead of another playroom though, this door simply led to a small room that appeared to be a laboratory of some kind. There was all sorts of equipment Dan only partially recognised. There was a certain chemical smell to the place too, and its dim fluorescent lighting made it feel all the more clinical.

Dr Fisher walked to the far side of the room where something that looked like a small refrigerator stood against the wall. It had a digital keypad on the handle and the doctor typed some code into it. There was an audible click as the lock undid. Dan watched closely as the door swung open, revealing it was some type of fridge with rows of little glass bottles on shelves within. The doctor took one and closed the door.

Fisher checked to be sure the door was re-locked then headed back to Dan. He looked closely at the bottle in her hand. It looked like nothing more than a simple perfume bottle. It was clear with a golden brown liquid within. There was no label to warn users what powers or dangers its contents had. It looked quite innocent in fact.

“Is that it?” Dan queried.

“Yes, this is the spray,” she replied.

Dan felt a little nervous being so close to it. He’d just seen what had been done to the last new executive. He didn’t want to end up crawling around a giant nursery in his birthday suit, pooping himself and sucking at his toes while everyone watched. He wasn’t really sure if he could trust this Dr Fisher woman. He’d only just met her after all and if she ran a place like this who knew what she was capable of? Without even thinking about it Dan found himself taking a step back from her.

Fisher either didn’t notice his reluctance or she didn’t care. She simply focused on the bottle in her hands, explaining how it worked.

“We have to be careful with it,” she said. “Even accidental exposure could have long-term consequences.”

“Okay,” Dan nodded, trying not to sound too nervous.

“For use on a subject though you must be sure they breathe in the full dose each time. We find it best to place the nozzle directly up the subject’s nostril when spraying. A single spray will result in their being open to suggestion for 18 to 24 hours.

“And when I say open to suggestion I really mean it. Any suggestion they are given will be taken as the absolute truth by their mind. So much so that it will change its structure, the way it works and processes information to match the belief. If we tell someone they are a two-year old they don’t just act like a toddler. Their mind actually shuts off access to large sections of the brain and renders most of their brain cells inactive, leaving them with the actual intellectual abilities of a two-year old. You see how this works?”

Dan nodded, still edging backwards as she swung the bottle around before him. It was like she was brandishing a loaded gun which was pointed right at his heart.

“When only a single spray is delivered the effects will wear off. The brain structure returns to normal and the person realises who they really are. However, when a second spray is delivered while the person is still under the effects of the first the result is they remain under and totally open to new suggestions for three to five days.”

“Wow, that really could be dangerous,” Dan mused.

Ignoring him, Fisher went on. “If a third spray is delivered while the person is under the effects of the first two there is a very different reaction. The suggestibility almost immediately ends. Once the spray is delivered you would have no more than thirty seconds to a minute to deliver any suggestions you still needed to give. Then nothing you said would change them. The third spray locks in whatever suggestions they’ve been given. Their brain structure freezes in the new form it has taken. Sections of the brain locked away by it will soon atrophy from lack of use, brain cells rendered inactive will die off.”

“So that’s what happened to all of them? They were given three sprays?”

“Yes, that’s how it happened,” she confirmed.

“So, why are you showing me this?” Dan asked, still on edge about the potentially mind wiping weapon so close to him.

“Because Dan, it’s time for you to prove that you’re a team player.”

Fisher gestured for him to follow her around the back of some of the large equipment in the middle of the lab. Stepping around it revealed another door at the back of the room. She opened it and led him through. The room they entered made him think of all the police dramas he’d watched on TV. It was a darkened little room with a wall to wall window looking into another room. Another man in a lab coat was standing in the dark little room looking through the window. He was keeping an eye on the only occupant of the second room and Dan could instantly see why.

The second room was well lit. No doubt that was so the occupant couldn’t see through the window. It was a mirror on his side. It was a man who stood in the other room. Well, stood wasn’t the right word. He was upright but he wasn’t really standing. He was strapped to the far wall by a set of harnesses. He was completely naked and looked very frightened. His eyes were so wide they were nearly bugging out. His head swivelled back and forth with terror.

Dan had never seen this person before, though he certainly didn’t know everyone who worked for the company. He looked to be in his mid twenties, thin and of average height. He didn’t look like he worked out at all, but he might have been in shape. Dan stared at him for thirty seconds before asking, “Who is he?”

“That isn’t important,” Fisher informed him.

“Well it is to me,” Dan snapped. “I mean, why is he here?”

“He was volunteered,” she stated flatly.

Dan was feeling really uncomfortable now. This looked like some kind of torture chamber. This was the kind of place he expected people to get water-boarded or zapped with electrodes attached to a car battery. He didn’t want any part of stuff like that.

“Volunteered by who?” he demanded.

“Also not important,” Fisher said.

“Then why the fuck am I here?”

“Because Dan, you need to prove your loyalty. We need to be able to trust you Dan. We need to know you won’t see us out to the authorities. That’s why you’re going to help us with this one.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You’ve seen Craig. He decided his conscience was more important than his mind. Though one has to question how sharp his mind was in the first place if he came to such a decision,” Fisher mused. “So Dan you can either help us out with this one, advance in the company and enjoy the services we offer... or you can spend the rest of your days sharing a crib with Craig, cuddling with him and pooping your nappies together.”

Dan swallowed hard. He didn’t want that of course. He’d worked so hard to get this far. To be rendered an idiot, a retarded boy in need of constant care for the rest of his life, was just too terrible to even contemplate.

“Okay, what do I do?” he asked, giving in.

Fisher grinned. “You go in there and give the man two sprays. That’s very important Dan, just two sprays. Then you wait thirty seconds and tell him that he’s very relaxed, very calm and he is happy to be here. He doesn’t want to leave.”

“Okay, I can do that,” Dan nodded.

“Good. Here you go,” she said, handing him the bottle.

Holding the actual spray in his hand Dan considered taking steps to get the hell out of there. He could of course spray Fisher and the other lab tech and then leave. But that wouldn’t be the end of it of course. If he did that he’d have to go on the run. He’d be giving up his career, his whole life. And he’d always have to watch his back. How long would it be before they caught up to him? He thought about the spy movies he’d seen. Would it be a poison tipped umbrella? Or would he be shoved into an unmarked van and brought back here? No, escape would be futile.

Dan entered the final room with some trepidation, even though he was the one with the spray bottle. The walls were painted white and the light was very bright in here. It took him a moment to adjust to the brightness and be able to see. The man strapped to the wall was staring at him with hatred and fear.

“Who the fuck are you!?” he roared.

“No one,” Dan replied, not wanting to talk with the man, not wanting to know who he was now that he was about to take that all away. Whoever the man was, whatever he had been, that was over now. So it really didn’t matter.

The man struggled violently against his restraints and screamed at Dan as he approached. “I’ll fuckin’ kill you! You hear me motherfucker?! I’ll get you all for this!”

Dan couldn’t take much more abuse without losing his resolve so he moved quickly, putting his hand to the man’s forehead to hold his head back and pressing the bottle right to his nose.

“What the hell! Don’t... don’t!” the man begged.

Dan depressed the nozzle once, then a second time. He heard it spray but didn’t see it as it went straight up the man’s nose. Afraid he might inhale even a bit of it Dan quickly stepped back as soon as he finished.

He watched with fascination as the man’s wild terrified look faded. His eyelids drooped halfway closed and his eyes glazed over. He wasn’t struggling or screaming anymore, he just looked dazed. Dan did nothing for a moment, awed by the change in the man’s demeanour. Finally he recovered his wits and remembered what he needed to do. He stepped closer to the man again and looked him in his glassy eyes. “You feel very relaxed, totally calm,” he told the man.

Dan watched the man’s shoulders sag, a slight smile forming on his face. He did look much calmer.

“You’re happy to be here. You don’t want to leave,” Dan continued.

The man nodded now, a real smile spreading across his face.

The door to the room opened and Dr Fisher entered, followed closely by the tech. “Very good Dan, you did an excellent job,” she praised him. Turning to the other man she asked, “How are you feeling James?”

The man who had been screaming and cursing a moment ago now gave her a peaceful grin and said, “I’m really relaxed.”

“I’m sure you are,” she replied, satisfied.

“Who are you?” he asked calmly.

“I’m the doctor dear. I’m here to make you feel better, much better.”

“Am I sick?” he asked.

“No, if fact you’re feeling very healthy. You’re all tied up but that’s okay because you like that. In fact, it makes you really, really aroused.”

Sure enough the young man’s penis began to visibly swell, extending and stiffening. His breathing grew deeper and his eyes rolled back. Fisher nodded to the tech and the man began to undo James’ hand and arm restraints.

“In fact dear, you’re so aroused right now, so horny, you can’t help but want to play with yourself, play with that big stiff cock of yours,” Fisher went on.

James began to paw at his crotch immediately. He held short of really stoking it though, seeming to want to, but embarrassed about everyone watching. Fisher saw this problem as well.

“You’re so horny dear, so it’s a good thing you have no inhibitions about playing with yourself or being naked in front of others. In fact you like people seeing you naked and touching yourself. You’re a real exhibitionist.”

James eyes were wide open now, looking at all of them, even making eye-contact as he began to freely stroke his penis, panting and breathing still heavier.

“But you can’t cum quite yet James. You can feel it building up, but you can’t go quite yet. When you do cum it is going to feel amazing, the greatest orgasm of your life,” she explained while the tech undid the rest of James restraints.

“When you cum everything that makes you James, in fact everything in your mind that makes you human is going to squirt right out of your penis and be gone forever. You won’t even remember ever having been human. All you’ll remember is being a puppy and growing up to be a dumb doggy. You won’t have any human thoughts or intelligence. You’ll chase your own tail, drink from the toilet, play fetch, roll around in the mud, and do everything a dumb little doggy does. And you’ll know that you have one special trick. You love to lick pee-pees, especially big stiff ones. In fact that will make you so excited you’ll need to hump something or someone until you make cummies again too.”

James may not have been happy to hear these things but it was hard to tell. He was too lost in the pleasure of playing with himself. Though he was now totally unrestrained he didn’t try to run away. He just stood there, working his penis, trying to orgasm.

“Okay James, you can cum now,” she finally said, as the man looked like he might burst with the need.

James moaned as white goo exploded out of his stiffy and high into the air. Some of it splattered across his chest and tummy. Much coated his hand. His eyes rolled back in his head completely as he continued moaning, jaw slack. Suddenly his balance seemed to waver and he dropped heavily to his knees. He hands left his penis and dropped to the floor as well. Now on all fours he let out a couple more grunts and finally a long sigh. Then his eyes opened again and he stared forward. They were totally different from just seconds earlier. They were dumb and unfocussed. His tongue slipped over his lips and hung from his slack mouth as he began to pant.

Fisher seemed pleased by the dumb look on the man’s face. She knelt down and scratched him behind his ears. James blinked rapidly, panting faster and looking up at the doctor with adoration. His butt began to wiggle back and forth, making his penis jiggle about as well.

“You like being a dumb little doggy James,” Fisher suggested in a sweet, crooning voice. “In fact it makes you really aroused.”

Even though James had only just ejaculated a moment earlier his cock began to swell again, stiffening as she spoke. His panting grew deeper, his eyes locked on hers.

“That’s right James, it makes you so excited to know you’re dumb now. You’re so glad Dan helped you lose all your human thoughts. You want to thank him, show him how good you feel now,” she continued.

James surged forward on all fours and sort of ‘jumped’ onto Dan before he could really react. Suddenly this grown man was pressed up against him licking his face with his sloppy wet tongue! Dan tried to pull back but the man was too strong. He leant his head away but couldn’t escape the licks. Then it got worse. James wrapped his arms around Dan’s torso and pressed his stiff penis to the man’s leg, grinding up and down against him. Dan was quite horrified that he was being humped by the man turned dog.

“Oh my god, he’s rubbing himself on me!” Dan exclaimed.

Fisher just chuckled. “Don’t worry, he’ll be done soon. This is very good for cementing his new identity, coming to associate it with pleasure.”

“Good for him, but this still creeps me out a bit,” Dan said.

“It won’t be much longer,” she assured him.

She was right, only seconds later the slack-faced man humping his leg moaned and exploded all over his pants. Dan couldn’t believe the man had so much cum left after letting loose one load just moments earlier. He watched the man groan and howl in ecstasy before lowering himself off Dan’s leg and returning to all fours.

“Ugh!” Dan exclaimed, looking at the mess on his good pants. “Look at what he did,” he declared, quite disgusted.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get you a new pair once we’re done here,” Dr Fisher said.

Dan just shook his head, not sure how to feel about what he’d just seen. The man certainly seemed happy now. In fact he had taken to spinning around in circles chasing his bottom and barking cheerfully. But how much of this would he remember when he woke up? If it was embarrassing for him to be humped by a man how embarrassed would this James feel when he snapped out of it and remembered rubbing his cock on another man’s leg while licking his face?!

“Will he remember this?” Dan asked the doctor.

“If he were to come out of it? Yes, he would recall all of it.”

Dan frowned, feeling sorry for the guy.

“But that won’t be an issue with him,” Fisher continued.

“What? Why not?”

“Well he won’t be coming out of this Dan. I thought you understood that. He’s to our puppy room and he’s there to stay. That’s why you need to give him one more spray. Don’t worry he won’t struggle at all this time.”

Dan was horrified at this prospect, but he kept thinking back to how he’d seen Craig. He didn’t want to do this, but he really didn’t want to end up like that. He looked at the bottle in his hand, then back at the man on the floor who was now chewing on a rubber bone the attendant had given him. It wasn’t really such a bad life, he rationalised. James was happy, playful, totally free of inhibitions. He wasn’t really punishing him, he was granting him total freedom from responsibilities, from fears and the demands of life.

Kneeling before James, Dan looked into his wide, dumb eyes as he chewed on the squeaky toy. “Okay buddy, I hope you aren’t too upset with me for this,” Dan whispered.

Then he put the bottle to the man’s nose and sprayed him one more time. The man’s eyes widened again, his pupils dilating. The chew toy fell from his mouth as it went slack. The doctor quickly knelt beside the man-dog and told him, “Your name is Spot. You are a happy, playful little doggy. You cannot understand human talk.”

Then she simply began petting his back while he remained immobile, drool dripping down his chin as he knelt in his stupor. This went on for nearly a minute. Then life suddenly returned to the man’s eyes and he shook his head as though trying to clear away the fog. Then his tongue lolled back out and he began to pant again. Fisher picked up the dropped chew toy and offered it to him. His head bobbed forward and he bit down on it immediately, swinging his head wildly back and forth just like a real dog.

“It’s done,” Dr Fisher stated with finality.

The attendant nodded and took a collar and leash from his lab coat pocket. Spot didn’t struggle as the fastened the collar around his neck and attached the leash to it. He didn’t seem bothered at all when the attendant yanked on the leash and said, “C’mon boy, let’s go!”

Dan watched as Spot simply trotted off on all fours, eager to go wherever his new master was taking him. That left Dan alone in the room with Dr Fisher.

“So am I done? Did I pass?” he asked her.

“Done? Oh I don’t think so,” she laughed.

“But I made my ‘volunteer’ didn’t I?” he insisted.

“No dear, that wasn’t your volunteer. Your volunteer will be a person you bring here to us. Man or woman, we don’t care. But we would prefer them younger to older. No over fifties please.”

“And how am I going to convince them to come here?” he asked, incredulous.

“You won’t have to. You’re taking the spray with you, though we’d like you to use two sprays at most.”

“And what if I can’t do it?”

“You already know the answer to that question Dan,” she replied ominously.

Dan nodded slowly. He knew what he had to do, the only question now was who.

“You have two days to bring us a new resident Dan. If you aren’t back by then we will start looking for you. Don’t make us do that Dan, it never ends well.”

 

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