Carrie said, “Seeing as you are a preschooler now, you get to start your education over from scratch.”
She set the remote once more and activated it on him again. This time, she took away all of his school learning.
She left the memory of his life intact. He knew who he was. He remembered everyone and everything he knew before except the skills and knowledge he had learned in school. From a functional standpoint, he really was a preschooler now.
“Let’s test you,” Carrie said. “You were, I estimate, 22 years old. Now, you are 5-and-a-half years old. How many years did I subtract from your age?”
Todd was sure he knew how to do this math. This was an easy problem he had been able to solve for years. Since he was a young boy, he had always been a math wiz. He tried hard to visualize the numbers and how they related to each other. Carrie smiled as she watched him struggle in frustration with a simple bit of arithmetic. He even tried to count out the math on his little fingers, but he just couldn’t figure it out.
Eventually he gave up exasperated. “I don’t know,” he said. “Ten?”
Carrie then held up a nearby book to him and asked him to read the cover.
Todd recognized the cover of the book. It was some children’s book he had read as a kid in the third grade. The cover was familiar, but he just couldn’t make the letters on it form into words. It was like trying to read some foreign language, but sadly he knew it was in fact his language.
“I don’t know,” he said. He had gone from being a genius inventor, to a dumb little kid in just a few minutes. He couldn’t do math or read.
He started to cry in frustration, which surprised him. Being so little must have made him more emotional, he thought. He felt like such a baby.
Carrie looked down at him with affection. She crouched down and gave him a big hug, pressing her large naked breasts into him.
“It’s okay little guy,” she said in a comforting voice. “You can learn all of those things again when you go back to school.”
For a moment Todd felt comforted by the hug, but underneath it, terror gripped him at the idea of going back to Kindergarten to start from scratch.