The doctor wanted to speak with mom alone. So I was sitting alone in the waiting room while they had an adult talk. The thing was because my hearing skills have improved in the last few weeks, I could hear some of what they were saying. I could hear mom say that she was worried and that she was promised that nothing like this would happen. The doctor was not so talkative, but I could hear him try to calm mom down and tell her it was good that she bought me here. Then he asked her if my dad knew anything and mom quickly answered that he would never accept me and it would end up in a divorce. Then they talked about things that I did not know.
Everything was so strange. I was in a doctor's office under the ground in the middle of nowhere. Mom was keeping some secret from Dad and she was worried about me. This was like I was having some bad dream that could not be explained. The thing was that this was no nightmare and it was reality. There could be something wrong with me. It could be something so bad that the only place that could help me was some secret place under the ground.
The doctor told me to come in and I was told to wear a hospital gown. Then I had a lot of tests. They lasted all day. The tests were from everything from blood tests to x-rays. The worse is when I had to lay on a small bed and was in a big round machine. I was given injections and the doctor prodded and poked all over my body, especially the tail and the ears. They also took hearing tests and fitness tests on how fast I could run and things. I do not think there was a test that they forgot. They even gave me different food at lunch to see what I liked and what I did not like.
I quickly was getting bored and frustrated because of all the tests. Besides that, I was confused that this place seemed like a top-secret place. It must have been. Who would have put a doctor's office in some bunker? Mom was by my side and told me that I needed to be brave. The doctor tried to help by saying that I needed to be patient with all the tests. This made mom and me laugh as I was not born with patience. I knew that mom was worried, but when she was with me, she put on a brave face. I wondered if she would have been if she was being tested like a lab rat.
At the end of the day, The doctor sat down. He told my mom that he feared that there was a mutation taking place. Mom looked as if she was about to faint when she heard this. I did not understand what he meant, except the people in x-men were mutants. It would be so cool if I was turning into a superhero. They could do an Avenger film about me. I was in a daydream as the doctor said I would be going through some changes. Mom asked a lot of questions and I did not understand them or the answers. They were speaking about me as I was not there. This was nothing new as adults often spoke as if a child was invisible.
We were finished at the strange bunker, and we had to go home. Mom was very silent in the car. The only thing she said was that she thought that I was very brave. I asked her why we had to come all the way here and why was the doctor in a bunker. Mom explained that it was a scientific laboratory and they helped her get pregnant with me. She said that we visited him because she trusted him. Mom explained that my body was changing and I would be different from other boys. When I asked how she started crying. This was hard for me as I had never seen mom cry before. I did not know what to say or do. As she cried, I decided that it was best I didn’t ask any more questions. I looked out the window and thought of the Avengers and how cool it would be to be one.
When we came home Dad wanted to know where we were. Mom told him that we were at a specialist and everything was fine. This was moms way of saying that she did not want to discuss it or she was not ready to discuss it. I could see that Dad did not believe that everything was fine. At the same time, he did not want another fight. He told mom that they could speak later. I did not talk about it, as I wanted to forget it all and try to be the way we were before.
That night, mom came to say goodnight. She told me that I still won't be going back to school as the others would never accept the changes that would happen. Then she said that the doctor at the laboratory suggested that I come and live in the bunker. He thought it was the best place for me and the doctors and nurses there would be able to help me. I could see that this was hard for mom to say. It was harder when she said that we should not tell Dad yet, as we had to be certain before we told him. I did not like to be put in a situation like this. I did not like to have secrets from my parents. Dad deserved to know what happened and what will happen. I had to trust that mom knew the best way to deal with all of this.
I could not sleep that night. I was so confused. What was happening to me? Why were my ears becoming more and more strange every day? Why did it look as if I was getting a tail? I also thought of what mom said, that I maybe would be living in the bunker. It made me think that people just wanted me to be hidden away. Mom did not even allow me to play outside. She was afraid of what people would say when they saw my changing body. The doctor probably thought the same. Everyone thought it would be better if I was kept out of the public eye. All this made me feel insecure. I was so confused about what was happening to me, and to make things worse, I did not know if my parents loved me anymore. Did they even want me or were they so ashamed that they wanted to hide me in a bunker far away?
I also noticed another change in me. I was slowly becoming more submissive. It was as if I wanted to please people more. I always was well behaved and did what I was told, but now I had a greater desire to make others pleased. When I was asked to do something, I did it with enthusiasm and wanted more and more to be praised. Maybe this was because I had a feeling that I wanted my parents to love me once again and not send me to live in some bunker. It was just not my parents. I noticed that I wanted to please Catherine a lot more. I began to think that her thoughts and wishes were more important than mine. At times this annoyed her. She started asking me what was happening with me as could I no longer think for myself. She thought that it was frustrating that I only wanted to do what she wanted. I could not help it. I just wanted to make people happy. At the same time, I did not understand why this desire was becoming stronger and stronger.
The next thing that happened to me was that one night while we were watching TV, mom told Dad that they had to have a serious talk. Dad and Mom went outside to talk they explained that it was adult talk. They were getting wise, as they talked so far away that I could not hear what was being said. I suspected that they were talking about me, as I have been the centre of discussion for a long time now. Mom was probably telling Dad about what happened at the specialist. They were probably planning when they would send me to the bunker. Maybe they wanted to adopt another child that had a normal body. All I knew was that my parents were outside for a long time and the longer they were outside, the more my eyes watered up.
When they did come back, I could see that Mom had been crying. Dad was furious as he was yelling and shouting as he slammed doors. He shouted that “This was impossible” and how could mom ever do such a thing? Mom was now in tears and answered that she was desperate and had no clue of the consequences. I went up to my room, as I did not want to be around them when they argued. I also realized that they were arguing more and more since my body started to change. It was depressing to know that my parents were constantly arguing about me. They always were so happy together and never fought, Now it seemed as if I was the cause that they no longer had anything good to say about each other. The argument went on for ages, and it was as if they were just getting angrier at each other. I had enough and went down to them and pleaded for them to stop fighting with each other. I promised them that I would be a better son.
The only person I could confide in was Catherine. She was a good listener and she never thought I was some freak because of my growing ears and tail. I told her that my life was now a mess. My body continued to change and look more strange. Catherine did not think less of me. She told me that she loved me for who I was and not how I looked. She did however think that the changes in my body were weird. She thought I was looking more and more like an animal. This did not cause an argument between us, as I could see that I was looking less human every day. After some time, Catherine stopped talking to me about my body. I do not think that she wanted to worry me or remind me that I was beginning to look more and more like a freak.
Mom and Dad both came to me one night to say good night to me. They told me that they could see that my body was changing. They admitted that they have been arguing a lot. This does not mean that they love me less. I was the most important thing in their lives. They could never think that the changes I have been experiencing made me less of a person. We would cope with the changes and this meant that we had to adjust our lives. I was relieved that they still loved me. The talk also made me think that the changes were long-termed and my life would never be the same again.
My parents still had fights. One fight became so loud that I think that even the neighbours could hear. Dad was accusing mom of deceiving him and playing God. Mom was shouting that I had to live at the laboratory. I had no choice. The Research institution could keep me safe. Besides that, they legally owned me and my parents had no say. I stopped listening to them as the argument made no sense. Was that underground bunker a research place? Did they own me? How could you own another human being?
Later that night Dad sneaked into my room. He packed a bag and told me we were going for a hike. He begged me not to ask any questions until we got there. He did not want to wake mom up. I was sleepy but did as he asked. We drove to the woods and ended up at a small cabin in the middle of nowhere. Dad explained that this was his friend's cabin and we could use it. He also told me not to use the telephone as no one could know where we were. I was also told that mom would not be coming here, and she did not know where we were. Dad would explain to me what was happening when the time was right.
We got settled in the cabin. Dad had to cut a hole in my pants so the tail could go through it. My tail and ears were now growing faster and faster. Fur started to grow on them. I asked Dad what was wrong with me. It was my body and I deserved to know. Dad told me that we should sit and he would tell me the truth.
“This is all hard to believe,” he explained, “ As you know, your mom and I tried to have a baby when we got married. Your mom could not get pregnant and she was told that she would never get pregnant. We both tried to accept it, but your mom could not do this. She went to that bunker that you were at. The bunker is a secret research centre and they promised to help your mom, on the condition that if she got pregnant, they would own the baby and they could insist that the child lives at the centre. Your mom did not take this serious as how could anyone own a baby. She was inseminated with modified sperm from a dog. Humans cannot get pregnant from animals, but the doctors had found a way that humans could be. They wanted to improve the human race in some way. It explains why the research was so secret. It is unethical if you ask me…”
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