Eric felt a bit at ease at her friendly demeanor.

Christie took the electric brush and coated it in some white toothpaste.

“Open wide.”

Eric opened his mouth and Christie began massaging his gums and his tongue with the paste.

It tasted very sweet.

She didn’t press too hard but it did make his gums tingle a lot.

Actually, it was a pleasant kind of tingling.

For two minutes he lay there while she brushed and Eric noticed she never really got to his teeth,

she just kept getting more white paste and massaging his gums and cheeks with it.

And then he felt the odd tingling moving up to his temples and right at the center of his forehead.

It was an odd sensation indeed.

“I feel kind of funny. Is that normal?” he asked.

Christie smiled at him,

“Don’t worry about a thing we’ll be done very soon.”

“Okay,” Eric agreed,

However, he did hope this was done soon he was feeling kind of light-headed on airy.

“There we go, all done,

now let us get you ready for x-rays.

I have a gown for you to wear so let us remove your clothing.”

Eric was confused as to why he needed his clothes off,

but Christie was already pulling his sneakers off for him, and his head felt so cloudy right now.

Maybe she had used some kind of anesthetic he wasn’t aware of.

Yes, that had to be it.

Feeling so muddled Eric let Christie help undress him,

feeling a bit embarrassed at both his inability to undress and at his agreement to get undressed in front of her.

Finally, dressed in nothing but a gown Eric lay back in the seat,

tingling filling his cloudy head, while Christie went out to prepare the x-ray machine.

Laying back Eric noticed for the first time that there was a mobile hanging from the ceiling, slowly circling.

Colorful plastic stars and animals hung from strings spiraling over his head.

What on earth was that doing there in a dental office?

Eric heard footsteps on the tiled floor as someone in women’s shoes entered the room.

But hadn’t Christie had sneakers on.

To his shock, it was not Christie,

It was Dr. Tyler standing over him in a short skirt and her white lab coat, her hair tied in a tight bun.

She smiled down at him.

“What are you doing here?” he asked.

“I have great news for you, Eric.

We’re starting the human research trial.

Your research will move forward, isn’t that great?”

Eric was dumbfounded at first, but the shock seemed to suddenly clear his mind.

“But I haven’t worked out partial regression yet, when will we be starting?”

“Right now sweetie, we already have our first subject.”

“We do?”

“Yes dear, you.”

Eric was sure he had misheard her.

“Me! What are you talking about!”

“Calm down now.