Derek was your regular 15 year-old student, not a jock but not chubby either, not popular but not an outcast
either, and so on. The only real thing that difference him from everybody else actually was Douglas. Douglas has
been his best friend and neighbor since childhood. Unlike Derek however, Douglas was a genius, an actual college
graduated only a year older than him. He was since living with his parents working for a company from there.
Academically he was a prodigy, but he didn't relate to others except his family.
His family and Derek that is. Long childhood friends Derek spent most afternoons with him. Until a month ago
when he lockup on the basement. This was quite usual with him, and Derek knew that he would come out whenever he
was done.
That afternoon coming from school he found Douglas waiting for him on his porch. No sooner had Douglas saw him
when he ran dashing toward him grabbing his arm and dragging him into his basement.
"Wow, hi Doug! What happens?"
"Come quickly, I have something to show you."
"In your basement?"
"Yes come on!"
Douglas basement was a piece of art. Modern art sadly as multiple pieces of machinery without rim or reason
adorned the multiple tables, blueprints and paper carpeted the floor and walls, and boards with written or not
completed erased equations. A tidy genius he was not. Douglas finally left Derek go and proudly present him a
large metal ring he carefully pickup from the desk.
"A metal ring? This is what you were so excited to show me? Ok what it does? I have know you far too much to now
you haven't cracked hard enough to be so agitated for re-discovering the circle." mocked Derek.
"Sharp as always I see. You're right. You see about a month ago some company finance me to work on a project to
help people with poor memory."
"And you want to use my lackluster brain to test your gadget?"
"Hahaha! I tried but my test subject were already paid."
"Jerk."
"Anyway this isn't that. This is something I came up with after that. Let me demonstrate. Stand right there." He
said positioning Derek in front of a camera. Pressing the record button.
"I'm being a guinea pig, right?" said Derek far too used to be used as one by Douglas.
"Yep. Just stand there and be amazed." Douglas then put the metal ring on his head. And producing a strange
device like a controller and pointed it at Derek. He made some small adjustments in the controller, sat down in
his chair and shoot at Derek.
Next thing Derek knew he was still standing but now he was only on his underwear.
"What the hell!" Douglas was laughing his ass off. "You made a control that strip people off."
Douglas was still laughing when he hand him his clothes from underneath the table. Derek was fuming and began
dress up when Douglas finally started explaining.
"Sorry about that, but how else would I show you my MID, or Mind Inception Device."
"Your what? And to answer anything else but stripping me."
"My... ugh... just look at this."
He said while showing in his computer the cam recording. There he was standing while Douglas sat down and
pointed the remote at him, then Doug hands when limp as if he just fell asleep. Next saw Derek himself walking
toward Douglas to saw if he was sleep and began tutu dancing, sucking his thumb and giggling after that, then
began undressing until he was just in his boxers and socks and stuffing his clothes under the table from where
Douglas retrieve them before standing right were he was at the beginning and closing his eyes. A moment later
Douglas woke up and a much familiar scene began to unfold.
"What the... what just happened?" asked a perfectly confused Derek.
"Allow me to explain. Toying with the brain mechanics I found out I could transfer someone consciousness into
another body, now the process renders your original body a vegetable during the induction, while the host mind
goes into, lets call it, "sleep mode" so when the pre-programed inception time is up, both persons awake on
their respective bodies but only the incepter remembers anything at all. Ergo the demonstration. I wouldn't
believe you would believe me without proof."
"But why strip me?" Finally tying your last shoe.
"For you to believe me."
"You had the tape."
"Shock value."
"You really are a jerk."
"Not so much of a jerk if I'm offering you a chance to mess up with it."
"I'm listening."
"Wouldn't you like to be someone else?, to virtually control someone else, perhaps?"
"Well I would like..."