Brain Drain

Everyone looked at Sam as a genius, especially his girlfriend Mary. She was head over heels in love with him, and him for her. The two shared a common bond: both were nerds; social outcasts. And being nerds in high school brought on other hurdles.

One day, Mary ran to her loving boyfriend, crying her eyes out. The school bitch Taylor was tormenting her once again. Taylor was a mean, rich, spoiled brat who grep up getting everything she ever wanted. She was beautiful, with long flowing hair, eyes you could get lost in, and huge globular tits that were definitely paid for by her daddy. She had the perfect life, and loved to let people know how much better her life was than theirs. Mary couldn't take the bullying anymore.

"Please Sam, you're the smartest guy I know, you have to find a way to stop that bitch from harrassing me over and over, every day."

Sam was determined now to find a solution. He spent days researching and working on a project, something he hoped would solve his girlfriend's problems. His invention was ambitious, and maybe even a bit cruel, but in his eyes, Taylor deserved it. Putting the finishing touches on his invention, he was pleased. Now he just had to test it out.

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Taylor arrived at Sam's place. The nerd reached out to her and promised he'd do all of her homework so long as she left his girlfriend alone. She agreed to come by and drop off her school work, but had no intentions of keeping up her end of the bargain.

Walking through the door, she saw the place was empty. "HELLO?? NERD BOY!" she yelled throughout the house.

"Downstairs" he replied. Taylor groaned. Now she actually had to walk through this dork's house? She made her way down the basement in a huff, only to be greeted by darkness.

"No lights in your poor people house?" she said, finding a couch to sit on. She had to tell her friends about this weirdo's lame ass house. Picking up her phone, she went to make a phone call, smiling about all the awful things she was gonna tell her friends. But her smile faded quickly when she turned to see Sam covering her head with something.

The bowl-like device snapped into place on the top of her head as she tried to scream. It almost looked like a strainer, but with weird electrical gizmos and tubes attached to it. Sam sat Taylor down as she flung her arms wildly in an effort to stop him. She put up a fight, trying to yank the thing off of her, but once Sam hit the "Drain" button on his remote, she stopped, and her head sank.

Sam watched as the tubes attached to the rounded helmet carried a pink fluid through it, from her head towards the small fluid tank he set up. If his calculations were correct, and they usually were, this pink fluid being ejected from Taylor's brain was everything that made her who she was: an evil, bitchy brat who loved bullying nerds like Mary relentlessly. Seeing the final drops of pink liquid drip from the tubes, Sam went to check on Taylor, who was clueless as to what had just happened.

"Uhhh like ummm like where am I? And like, who are you and like, stuff??" she questioned her captor, unable to remember even the most basic things. Her brain was empty now, and although Sam felt a little bad, he knew his girlfriend was safe from her now.

As Sam prepared to release Taylor, he wondered what was really in the pink liquid. What would happen if he injected some of it into his own brain? Would he learn why this bitch had been bullying Mary so much?

His curiosity got the best of him, and he removed the metallic hat from Taylor. He hit the reverse button on his remote, and once again hit the drain button. The pink liquid started rushing up the tube, faster than he anticipated, as Taylor's memories and personality oozed into his mind.

"Noo! I didn't want it all!" he exclaimed, trying to remove the device from his head, but it was impossible to take off. Memories of growing up as a spoiled, rich girl bled into his brain, being rewarded for being mean haunted his thoughts. His head clouded with images of expensive clothes and jewelry, of makeup tutorials, of boys...so many boys. Then he started to see Mary in his head. She looked so...so...pathetic. Sam's mind was fighting with Taylor's for power. He needed to, for Mary's sake. Finally, the last of the liquid was sucked up through the tubes, freeing Sam from his own contraption. With two people fighting for control in his head, he accidentally slammed the device on the ground, smashing it to pieces.

After a moment, Sam seemed to settle down. He looked down at the mistake he'd just made. "I have to fix this..." he whispered to himself. Sam noticed Taylor was still seated, wondering what was going on. He quickly sent her home, which he had to give her directions for. With her out of his hair now, he got to work.

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Over the following days, Mary had come to Sam more and more happy each day. Taylor had stopped bullying people, and all the nerds in school were free of her reign of terror. Sam, who hadn't told Mary it was him who fixed her problem, just smiled and supported Mary while he secretly worked on his solution. After a week of hard work, he had finally finished his project. He called Taylor, who had no idea what was going on, to come by the house again. When she arrived, he brought her back to the basement, where a new pair of devices sat.

He sat her down and set one up on her head, then took a seat of his own and strapped himself in. Sam smiled evilly and hit the new "Swap" button on his remote, sending electric shocks through both of their bodies. It lasted only a few seconds, and when it was over, Sam opened his eyes. He looked around in a daze, only to see his own body, dumbfounded. It worked exactly as expected! Sam was in Taylor's body, while the opposite was true for Sam's old body.

She laughed. "Now that I have my correct body, I don't have to play the part of the lowly nerd anymore! I'm Taylor, in body and mind. I'll be keeping that nerd's memories buried deep in my mind, it'll make bullying that dweeb Mary soooo much hotter." She picked up her things and headed upstairs, looking back at Sam. "From boy genius to dumb as bricks, enjoy your new life loser."

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Mary was depressed again. Her bully Tay was back to her bitchy self, maybe even worse than she once was. And even worse, her sweet, genius boyfriend had suddenly changed. She thought he may have had an accident while experimenting with his inventions, because now he was almost lost in life. He had trouble dressing himself, he was barely communicative, and he had a terrible memory. Worst of all, Tay seemed to use this as a cruel way of picking on her now.

"Aww, what's wrong? Your little retard can't feed himself anymore? Hairy Mary has such great taste in guys!" she ridiculed, laughing with her cronies.

"Look at the creep, he's just ogling you Tay! How gross!" one of her friend's said.

"Bet he'd go crazy looking at your bod" another chimed in.

Tay smirked as she pulled her pants down and posed for her former body, and they all watched as Sam drooled over her perfect figure. Tay stepped on Mary's feet in her heels as she went to leave. "Oh, and by the way, we all know you still wet the bed." Mary began bawling her eyes out. How could she know such an intimate detail about her? Tay and her bitch pack laughed at the pathetic girl crying in the hall. Thanks to Sam's memories, she had all the ammunition she would ever need against Mary...