LS7: Mad Science- Part II: The Quinn-tessential Diaper for Calvin

PART II: THE QUINN-TESSENTIAL DIAPER FOR CALVIN Thaddeus pulled his slacks back up, though his new fanboy followed like a puppy dog anyway. The genius spoke into a microphone, which went over the intercom near the entrance of the lab. "I need two more, if there are no volunteers, then you know who to grab next." He turned to look at Sidney. "They still won't voluntarily hand themselves over. So, next will be Quinn and Calvin. The smart one and the gross one. I'll also be needing James soon..." As he expected, Zane soon showed up with both Calvin and Quinn. He put Quinn in the chair that Sidney had just been strapped to, and brought Calvin over to the side to hold onto. "See, Sid? Just like I said, too dumb to be unpredictable. I'm assuming they didn't volunteer..." Zane spoke up, "Quinn volunteered to be subject two, master." Thaddeus frowned for the first time. How dare he be proven wrong! Quinn had always rubbed him the wrong way. Before Thaddeus had come, Quinn was the smartest kid in class, and he still had that respect, even though his brain was utterly inferior! "Oh, is that so? So 'smart' of you, Quinn." Thad pulled a diaper out of a nearby package and placed the crinkly rectangle on a podium near the table. "I know better though. You're no genius, only a pretender. A mental infant playing dress up." The brunette was trying to remain composed in the face of his imprisonment. He scowled at Thad, "I'm not scared of you, little boy. Who's that, your baby brother?" "That's Sidney. He's much cuter this way, don't you think?" Thaddeus casually explained as he plopped a helmet onto Quinn's head. "Now, Quinn, you'd say that you and Calvin are pretty close, right?" Quinn fell silent, first at the shock of seeing Sidney reduced to such a small state, and then at the probing question. "...Yeah, I guess...We're best friends, not like that's something you could understand." The genius nodded, "No, I don't have anyone that close to me. Hard to find friends when my intellect is so intimidating. Now, for my third experiment, I'll be making sure you two are very close. Then I'll be performing my other experiment on you later. We'll be focusing on that 'big brain' of yours." Thaddeus flipped a switch and electricity crackled between the helmet and the pedestal where the diaper had been placed. After a moment, Quinn looked completely vacant and he slouched in his seat. Thaddeus picked the diaper up and laughed, "That looks like a successful transfer! Now his mind, his thoughts, everything...They're all in here!" He held the crinkly garment up; it was exceptionally thick, meant for multiple large payloads. "He can't talk like this, but he can still think. He can still experience. For all intents and purposes, this diaper is his brain; it is him." Calvin was speechless, sitting in the chair off to the side. That couldn't be true, could it? Thaddeus might be an egghead, but could he really do something as fantastical as that? "Now, Calvin, the filthy little pig. You remember that time that James held me down, and you farted right in my face? You thought that was pretty funny, didn't you?" The straw-haired lad looked around, as if there was some other Calvin here to take the blame. "I-I uh, I guess I remember that, but it was just a joke! I'm really sorry about it, honestly!" Thaddeus laughed and shook his head, "No need for apologies! Funny is funny, right? I have a special suit for you to wear, so you can feel the joke for yourself...And I'll even be letting you play it on your friends!" He snapped his fingers and Zane went to take Calvin out of his binds. He pointed in the direction of what looked like a hatch into some sort of large pod. "Take Calvin to the suiting chamber, and take Quinn too." He handed the diaper over. There was a gurgling in his gut and he actually seemed happy to feel the cramping. "Good timing..." Thaddeus muttered, cocking his head back as Zane returned, "Go fetch James while Calvin is being suited up. Then once I get them situated I'll need you to get the last one of them." Zane soon returned with James. He was the 'leader' of the bunch. It could be said that without the cruel direction from him, that Thaddeus wouldn't have suffered so greatly at the individual hands of these other brutes; James gave them unity in their dark hearts. Sidney, still clinging close to his new 'leader', gave James a scornful look as he approached. "What are you going to do to him? I bet its gonna be amazing! Everything you do is so, so, so amazing!" James glanced around the area. He could see Sidney, though he didn't recognize his peon in his new age; he saw Quinn, still strapped to a chair with vacant eyes and a leaking mouth. No Calvin though. What had Thaddeus done here? "Tsk, tsk. A real leader would have been the first to volunteer. He would have sacrificed himself for his followers. Here you are now, James, nearly last...Not much of a leader, huh?" The genius berated, motioning for Zane to bring him to the side. Thaddeus pulled out another diaper, though this one had some designs on it that looked almost high-tech. "A leader doesn't just share in the triumph, they share in the failure...In fact, they take the biggest brunt of the failure. In my next experiment, I'll be holding you accountable to that." He tossed the folded diaper toward Zane and instructed the servant to get it onto James, using force if necessary. James struggled, but Zane proved too strong for him to overcome. "Ironic, huh? Zane was the 'muscle' of your merry band of misfits. He was your enforcer...And now he's being used against you." James gritted his teeth, legs now splayed out by the bulk of the diaper between his thighs. "You really love to hear yourself talk, don't you? What's the point of this? And where's Calvin and Sidney?" He didn't bother to ask about Quinn. The way the former 'smart' member looked, James assumed that his brain had met a similar fate as Zane. Thaddeus walked up to James and prodded the front of the diaper, hearing it crinkle under his fingertips. "...The point is science, dummy. March of progress, human curiosity, blah blah, you know the whole spiel." He paused for a moment and let out a snicker, "...Okay, maybe revenge is a part of it too. You guys, or imbeciles I should say, have been nothing but a thorn in my side for months now. I'm giving each of you what you deserve, and having fun with it too." Thaddeus turned his head upward to look the older boy in the eyes. "That diaper you have on is special, and I don't just mean special ed. Its connected to each of your friends, and its also connected to you in a deeper way than you'd think. If you soil it, you'll literally be pooping your brains out...And if your friends soil themselves? Well, it'll be as if you did. All for one and one for all, captain." James looked shocked and more than a tad incredulous, which Thaddeus picked up on immediately. To help dispel the doubt, the genius pointed over at the tyke in the room. "And to answer your question, Sidney is right there. He's not your little suck-up anymore though, he's mine. Isn't that right, Sidney?" The regressed boy beamed brightly and nodded with excitement. "Yep! You're lame, James! I can't believe I ever thought you were so cool! Thad is the one who is a genius; you were an idiot to talk about how we should be mean to him! I hope you lose all your brainpower." With a spiteful grin, he lifted his leg up a little bit and began to grunt. The brat broke wind and a large steamer crashed onto the shore of his Pampers, stretching the back of his onesie out several visible inches. James immediately felt it. It was a tingle in his head that came up his spine and settled deep in his brain, then that tingle lit itself like a match and burned away thoughts, leaving only the ashen cinders of stupidity to blow throughout. "U-ughhh, o--oww.." He muttered. There was a small beep, and then the digital sound of 'shuffling'. A small display sat between the tapes, showing James' current IQ, and it'd adjust in real time to represent everything he was losing. Thaddeus seemed pleased, "Ah, good, it looks like its working just fine..." There was a louder beeping, but this one came from the chamber that Calvin and 'Quinn' had been ushered into. The hatch opened, and out stumbled a frightful sight: A small figure completely covered in a shiny yellow latex, with a midsection where a giant diaper was clearly visible underneath, accentuated by how snugly the suit pressed against his skin. The figure's face was quickly recognizable as Calvin, but he had some bizarre gas mask or respirator that was affixed over the lower part of his face. It had a tube that seemed to snake around to the seat of the suit, and there was what looked to be an unused second port. "...And there's Calvin, wearing not only his best buddy Quinn, but sporting my latest fashion! Its a special suit that directs all the entrapped odor directly to the nose, well almost all of it, which you'll find out soon enough." Thaddeus pushed a button, and mechanical hands again descended from the ceiling, with impossibly long reach thanks to the flexible metal cords that functioned as arms. One pair grabbed a hold of Calvin, while the other grabbed a hold of James. It began to lift both boys off the ground and hovered them atop the chair from earlier, that was now shifting back into a table to lounge on. "H-hey! Let me down!" James shouted, while Calvin's cries were muffled behind his mask. The robotic hands followed only the orders of their creator, and so as was his will, they began to arrange the boys into specific positions. For James, he was laid flat on top of the table, his own hands restrained, and with his legs straight up, like he was in a diaper changing position. His puffy white butt, with a special module that'd showcase the number for how much IQ was deposited, was in perfect view. He had a perfect view of a different butt though, or perhaps a less than perfect view, as it was descending closer. Calvin was being positioned to remain airborne, suspended above James by the hands; the back of his bulging suit had a large bio-hazard symbol on it, and it was mere inches away from James' nose. Thaddeus walked over to a nearby machine and began to uncoil a tube. He whistled a gleeful little tune and brought the tube over, handing it off to one of the hands for them to affix it to Calvin's mask. Without another word, he circled back and turned on the machine, and a purple mush began to flow through the tubing and directly into Calvin's mouth. "...Prune mash, my own secret recipe. It has ten times more fiber by weight than normal, and a special blend of laxatives that I whipped up at the ol' erlenmeyer flask. For this experiment, I want to see if poopy diaper fumes can break someone's brain." He smiled like a shark, "...I already know how devastating it'll be to your brain, James." Calvin was only ten seconds in on being forced to imbibe the bitter brew and already he was peppering his (unfortunately sentient) diaper with short toots. Luckily at this stage, James was safe from the smell, but Calvin was already wincing at it. "...And that's part of a whole different experiment that you weren't here for, James. I put Quinn's mind into that diaper, so we'll see how Mr. Smarty-Pants is after he's filled to the brim by Mr. Joker here. Does this feel familiar, James? Getting held down and having Calvin fart right next to your face? You made sure it happened to me, so this is fair, right?" The mad scientist turned around, "Zane, why don't you go ahead and get Quinn's body diapered; it'll be very likely necessary for the next step for that experiment. Sidney? Go grab me a juice box, there's a fridge over there." He directed. ------------- (To be continued in Part 3!)