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F2F Short Story - Madness and the Evil Twin Parts 8-11

From: guest (Macan) , 15 months, post #1

I hit a character limit on my previous post for this story...so here are the next few chapters. Hopefully it doesn't get cut off again. :-)

Part 8 Confrontation at the hospital
As MARY pulled into the hospital parking lot, she spotted the van from the County Coroner’s office as they were loading a body bag into the back. She tried to conceal her smirk. She knew who was in that bag -- that greedy bastard Dr. Bennett. She checked her watch; the timing as right. She just hoped that he had completed his promised favor before his ‘accident’.
Inside she met an obviously unnerved Dr. Vogel, just finishing an interview with several police officers. “Dr. Vogel, what happened? Something with my sister?”
“Hello Mrs. Travis…, I mean Mary. No, no, nothing like that. There have been two very unfortunate incidents at the hospital this week. First, one of our orderlies committed suicide and now one of our new young interns, a Dr. Bennett, was electrocuted in a freak accident in the lab.”
He shook his head sadly.
“Anyhow Mary, it’s quite refreshing to see you. We are definitely making some process with your sister. Changing her look was brilliant, however she had a rather violent reaction to that and we had to sedate and restrain her. It’s obvious that her appearance triggered some old memories. With your help, I’m sure she’ll soon be the ANNA TEMPLETON that we all want to see imprisoned for the rest of her life where she’ll never be able to harm anyone again.”
“Doctor, I couldn’t agree with you more. How about if we sit down and discuss your plans for her?”
“ That would be a most welcome diversion, Mary. Let’s go in my office.”
As they sat down in his office, she saw her sister’s patient folder on the desk in front of him. He politely asked her, “Would you like some coffee?”
MARY, remembering her sister’s passion for cappuccino, and also that they also served cappuccino in the hospital coffee shop, politely replied:
“I would, if it’s not too much trouble -- but by any chance do you have any cappuccino?”
Dr. Vogel, hard pressed to refuse the request of an attractive woman, eagerly replied, “As a matter of fact we do. We’re a little short-staffed tonight, so if you don’t mind sitting here alone for a few minutes, I’ll get it for you myself.”
“Well thank you Dr. Vogel, that is most gracious of you.”
“Think nothing of it.”
Dr. Vogel left the room and MARY quickly opened the folder and looked inside. She knew exactly what she was looking for. A big smile appeared on her lovely face as she read ANNA description, “Color of eyes: BLUE.” She quickly examined the medical and dental records then sat down in the chair, letting out a quiet but exuberant, “YES!”
Dr. Bennett had come through prior to his unfortunate demise. The medical and dental records of Mary Travis now belonged to ANNA TEMPLETON, and she knew that her were now those of MARY TRAVIS. Her sweet and innocent, good sister was now legally ANNA TEMPLETON, a brutal murderess. MARY whispered to herself:
“And now I am the respectable MRS MARY TRAVIS, housewife and mother.”
She had a few minutes to settle down, after which Dr. Vogel returned and in great detail explained his plan for her sister. MARY had to severely restrain her glee as he described the painful experience that her sister would undergo over the next few days.
When he finished, she feigned her great concern:“Do you think it would be okay if I spent some time alone with her? After all she is my identical twin sister and I do have some feelings for her.”
Dr. Vogel replied: “I think that would be fine. She is amply sedated and restrained so we have no fear for your safety. Take as much time as you wish. Ring the buzzer by the door of her room went you want to leave.”
“Thank you so much doctor. I think my visit will do ANNA a world of good. She needs to get used to seeing me as the mother and wife that I am. Only then will we be able to reinforce your treatments to make her accept that she is a worthless slut and a cold-blooded killer.”
Dr. Vogel escorted her to ANNA’s room and let her in. “Remember MARY, buzz if you need anything. An attendant will only be seconds away. Oh, by the way. In the excitement of things, I forgot about the phone call from Mr. Travis. He mentioned some bizarre confusion he was having regarding the color of your eyes versus those of your sister. He called to have me confirm the color of ANNA TEMPLETON’S eyes. I assured him that I was with her much of the day and that they were blue, and I even went and double-checked her confidential files. He seemed greatly relieved, and I’m sure whatever concerns he had will now be put to rest.”
“Thank you, doctor. And don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.” He buzzed her in and MARY quietly walked into the dimly lit room and stared down at the restrained, drugged and haggard looking sister whose life she had stolen.
A wide smile beamed across MARY’s face. The burn marks from the electrodes were obvious on her sister’s hands. There was no way that those hands could be mistaken for those of an affluent pampered housewife. There also was no trace of where her elegant wedding ring used to be. These definitely were the curled hands of a tortured woman in pain. They were ANNA’s hands. MARY gently ran her well-manicured right hand over her left, caressing the wedding ring on her finger. She enjoyed how soft and beautiful they felt, and reached down to gently touch her sister’s shoulder.
“Hello ANNA. Can you hear me? It’s MARY, your dear twin sister. I’ve come to pay you a visit. My, my but you’re such a frightful looking creature.”
ANNA’s eyes popped open and MARY saw the sudden burst of energy as ANNA tried to reach out and grab her, but the heavy wrist and ankle restraints did their job well. The energy quickly dissipated and in a weak muffled voice, ANNA replied:
“You fucking bitch, give me back my life.”
MARY laughed.
“ANNA , whatever do you mean? You have YOUR life. Look at me. It’s blatantly obvious that I’m MARY TRAVIS, the woman you used to be. I’ve got a loving husband and two darling little girls. YOU’RE now, and for the rest of YOUR life, ANNA TEMPLETON the insane bitch who killed our Mom and Dad, and now wants to harm her wonderful sweet sister. You’re totally evil, a slut and a pitiful wretch who will never know real love and will die childless somewhere in a woman’s maximum security prison. MY girls absolutely hate you for what you’re trying to do to their mommy. ”
“Speaking of that, don’t I make a radiant looking mommy in this cute outfit? And how do you like my hair. Sandra and Amy helped me get ready this morning and we played all day. These Pooh socks are just too cute, and I love how nice and comfy these fancy pink Nike’s are on my feet. That’s where they always belonged anyway. You always did get all the nice clothes, even when we were little girls.”
Then pulling out several photos taken earlier at the zoo, MARY held them in front of her sister’s face. “Don’t you think MY daughters look so adorable with their new mommy?
“And Tony – MY “Tiger” – he is one great fuck. And he feels the same about me. My body, my sweet pussy has replaced yours. From now on, he will be sexually satisfied only by ME. What’s that I see, sis? Tears? Go ahead and cry your fuckin’ eyes out, bitch. It won’t do any good. YOUR new destiny is cast, as is mine. Tony and the girls love me and only me now.”
MARY pulled out her new Driver’s License and showed it to her sister. “Good photo, don’t you think? The true MARY TRAVIS has such lovely soft green eyes. Our medical and dental records have been swapped, and your DNA is on file as that of ANNA TEMPLETON. Legally, that’s who YOU now are. By tomorrow night I’ll have made the last record swap I need to permanently identify myself as MARY TRAVIS. All physical evidence of you having been anyone other than ANNA TEMPLETON will be destroyed.”
ANNA’s efforts to squirm were futile and she could only offer a muffled moan.
“Your doctor is pleased with how your treatment is going and, by the way you look, I am too. I know it’s painful but it’s what you deserve for turning mom and dad family against me while you became the object of all their affection. And worse yet, you constantly turned your back on me when I needed help, forcing me into a life of prostitution and crime. You are now going to live the pitiful existence that would have been mine. I’m going to take every fuckin’ good thing that you ever had: your name, your husband and children, all your possessions, your mannerisms and habits, even that sweet little personality of yours, only when I need it of course. No one will ever know that the evil bitch Anna has replaced “good” sister Mary.”
“According to Dr. Vogel, your medications should make it quite easy for me to extract from you the information I need to complete my transformation. But just to be sure, I’m going to inject you with this powerful mind-control drug -- in case you have trouble loosening up your tongue.” MARY pulled a syringe out of her pink purse and injected the contents into ANNA’s arm amidst the needle marks from Dr. Vogel’s drug treatment. MARY watched ANNA drift into a trance-like state, then she began her questioning, “Your name is ANNA TEMPLETON, do you understand?”
Slowly the real Mary Travis responded: “Y---e---s. I’m A---N---NA T----EMPLETON.”
“Now ANNA, you have certain personal information that should be known only by your sister MARY. Since I am MARY, you will give me this information, and then suppress it into the deepest recesses of your mind. Now who am I?”
“Y—o--u a—r--e M--ARY, my sister.”
“That’s a good girl ANNA. Now, let’s start with some basic facts. I need to know all my computer and bank account passwords and any other security information that only MARY would know.”
ANNA immediately began to slowly recite a litany of security details, while MARY wrote down every one. Satisfied that she had extracted all that ANNA had to offer on financial matters, she moved on.
“I’m going to go easy on you tonight ANNA. I still need to stop by the police station and be home in time for the goodnight phone call from MY darling Tony. So why don’t you tell me the intimate details of MY pregnancy and MY relationship with MY little girls. I want to know everything like nicknames, their likes and dislikes, their friends, their habits. Don’t worry; we have some time. We’ll be meeting like this every day, and slowly you will complete my education as MRS MARY TRAVIS and then forget whatever you’ve told me so that only I will know those details about the life of Mrs. Mary Travis. Are you ready?”
“Yes, MARY.”
“Good. Let’s start from the moment I found out I was pregnant.”
For the next two hours, ANNA shared the details of, as well as Mary’s emotions and physical hardships during, her pregnancy with Sandra. Being identical twins, MARY was able to sense in a special way, every thing that her sister experienced. The magical feeling and joy of little Sandra moving in her womb was beyond anything she could have imagined, as was the loving attention lavished upon her during that time by her husband. The intensity of her feelings increased as MARY assimilated them as her own, as did her warped sense of satisfaction, knowing that these memories would soon be impossible for ANNA to outwardly express again. They would just fester deep in the recesses of ANNA’s mind, and there ANNA would know that they were stolen from her and replaced by the horrible memories of the brutal things that ANNA had done and the miserable life she had led. Eventually, this would be all that ANNA would be readily able to access and express as she assimilated her insane sister’s identity and life as her own.
At 9 o’clock, MARY said goodbye to an exhausted ANNA and buzzed to be let out, “Tomorrow we will talk about my little Amy. See you then ANNA, honey. Sleep tight.” Then she snickered, “Enjoy your next round of therapy.”
ANNA lay there sobbing, knowing she had only hours before she turned over the memories of and feelings about her precious little Amy to her evil bitch sister.
An attendant escorted her down the hall, and since Dr. Vogel had already left, MARY signed out, got in her car and drove to a police station on the other side of town. Tomorrow she would visit the Detective Stimson’s precinct while he was wasn’t there and make sure a few select documents would disappear forever. She had planned in great detail exactly how she would do that.
She discreetly watched a number of policewomen, both uniformed and plainclothes, leaving after their shift. MARY carefully scrutinized each one, head to toe. She spotted what appeared to be an ideal candidate. The detective looked to be MARY’s height, age, and size. She also looked at her fingernails. “Wonderful, she does wear nail polish. At least I won’t have to destroy my pretty manicure. I think she’ll do just fine. I have just the wig in her color and style, and I’m sure with her clothes, jewelry and makeup that I will pass as her for a few hours with no problem.” MARY followed the detective home and observed that she lived in a house with a separate garage, the side door amply shielded from obvious street view . Just what I wanted to see. Ms. Detective, I think I will son be paying you a little visit. YOU have a quick detour to make on your way into work tomorrow.

Part 9 The New Mary Travis at home
MARY walked into the house and was greeted by Colleen, their housekeeper. “Wow, MRS. TRAVIS, it sure was a long day and you do look so exhausted. Did your sister give you a hard time?”
“No more than usual Colleen. Thanks for your concern.”
“The girls are in bed and Mr. Travis called them about an hour ago. He said he’d be calling you at eleven. Let me get you your glass of wine and you can unwind before retiring for the night. Then, if it’s okay, I’ll go home.”
Colleen returned with a glass of MARY’s favorite Chardonnay. MARY took a sip and savored it. “Mmmmm.” She couldn’t help but think that her sister’s taste in wine was just as extravagant as her tastes in clothes and jewelry. But that was okay, since those were now HER tastes. “Thank you, Colleen. You may go now. See you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight MRS. TRAVIS”.
MARY smiled as she took another sip. “MRS. TRAVIS. My but that does sound so nice.”
MARY quickly sifted through the mail and opened several official looking envelopes as well as a personal letter from Carol, a close college friend of her sister. Carol was such an egotistical bitch. As she read the letter it was blatantly obvious that Carol always despised Anna and girls ‘like her’. MARY couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “Funny how now that I’m wearing my dear sister’s skin, I totally agree with her. I’m sure Carol will find me to be more than an ample replacement.”
After finishing her wine, MARY shut off the lights and walked up to Sandra and Amy’s room to check on her little girls and wish them goodnight. Little Amy was fast asleep, so she gently kissed her on the forehead and tucked her in, “Goodnight sweetie. Mommy will see you in the morning.” Then as she leaned over to do the same to Sandra, Sandra’s beautiful green eyes popped opened and she grabbed MARY around the neck, pulled her down and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. “I love you so much mommy.” Tears came to MARY’s eyes. Sandra was the difficult pregnancy, but MARY felt that every pain was definitely well worth it. “Goodnight honey. Get some sleep. You and Amy are going to a party tomorrow morning,, remember?”
“I remember mommy. Will you help us dress in our pretty party clothes?”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, sweetie.” MARY leaned over and gave Sandra a gentle kiss, then, as she emerged from their room, whispered under her breath, “And pity anyone who tries to stop me, especially that bitch who used to be your mother!”
MARY walked into her bedroom, sat down on the bed, unlaced her Nike’s, then slipped them off followed soon by her Pooh socks. She walked over to the dresser and removed her sister’s jewelry, her top and shorts. After pulling down her panties, she stepped out of them, then unfastened her bra and let that drop to the floor. She picked up the pile of warm and moist clothing, relishing the thought that the sweat of “bad girl” Anna would soon contaminate and permeate all of “good girl” Mary’s most intimate apparel confirming MARY as their new rightful owner.
After dropping the clothes down the laundry chute for Colleen to deal with tomorrow, MARY sat down at the dressing table, slipped the band off her ponytail and let her silky auburn hair drop to her shoulders. As she brushed out her hair just as she had seen her sister do for so many years, she stared at her lovely nude figure in the mirror. Her large well-shaped breasts were very alluring. “YOU really are gorgeous, MARY. No wonder Tony loves MY body so much, I’m so much more shapely than that haggard and battered bitch ANNA.”
After brushing her teeth, MARY put on her sister’s knee-length white satin nightie and matching robe, and slipped her feet into Mary’s sexy Malibu slippers that she seemed to have a penchant for. After all I do have such lovely feet; why not flaunt them?
MARY took several volumes of her sister’s personal diaries out of the cabinet and began to read them intently, absorbing every detail and feeling. Of course, her sister would never confide her most intimate secrets to her diary…but that was okay because, with Dr. Vogel’s drugs, she would was pumping those out of her anyhow. MARY saw the diary as an opportunity to learn the everyday minutaie of her sister’s life, as an aid in continuing it in her case.
Okay MARY, she grinned to herself, now it’s time for you to take ownership of this part of your life. Picking up a pen, she filled a page with the thoughts and feelings of the new MARY, in handwriting that was unmistakably a perfect match to her sister’s.

Dear Diary…
I had a lovely Play Day with the girls at the Zoo. I was sad to learn that my poor insane sister suffered so much pain with her new therapy. But it is all for the best. My meeting with her at the hospital went well…very informative.
I miss Tony so much already. Whenever I think about last night, I find myself getting moist…down there (tee-hee). I do so love being his wife.

The new MARY TRAVIS sighed, and then closed the book and placed it and the other diaries back in their hiding place. At that moment, the phone rang. She looked at the clock and smiled to herself: 11:15, must be my ‘Tiger’ calling to say goodnight.
In her sultriest voice MARY answered, “Hello.”
Anthony hesitated, and then smiled. “Hello. This is the love of my life, isn’t it?”
MARY giggled slightly, “You bet your sweet ass it is.”
They both laughed heartily, then Anthony chimed in, “I can’t tell you how much I miss you MARY. I don’t know how to explain it, but somehow the events of the past few days with that sister of yours has made me fonder of you than ever. I guess I realize how fortunate I am to have someone like you instead of that maniac bitch ANNA I spoke to the girls a little earlier and they feel the same way too.” MARY sat on the other end of the phone, her face radiating the biggest wicked grin she could conjure up.
“Hon, I can assure you that I feel the same way about you and the girls.”
“MARY, I’ve got to confess I was skeptical about the color of your eyes and I called Dr. Vogel who checked and confirmed that ANNA definitely has blue eyes. I’m sorry that after all these years; I could make such a dreadful mistake. Please forgive me. I’ll never doubt you again. I must be getting stressed out along with you. He filled me in about all you’re doing to help him. I know it’s very painful for you.” MARY snickered to herself, Not as painful as it is for that stupid bitch that used to be your wife. Besides, I also know the REAL reason for your confusion. The girls and I know what you’re going through and I guarantee that I will do everything in my power to see that that blue-eyed monster at the hospital is locked away for the rest of her life as soon as the legal system will permit.”
“I can’t tell you how much it means to me to hear you say that, Tony. By the way, no need to apologize to me, just come home on Friday when we’re expecting you. I think things will have settled down significantly by then.” Then placing her hand between her legs, she gently began to massage her pussy. “I’ve got something delicious waiting for you when you get home – if you know what I mean.”
Anthony definitely did, and could almost taste it. “Hon, you can bet your life on it. Talk to you tomorrow, sweetie. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight hon.”
They exchanged a kiss over the phone, and then MARY crawled under the covers of her new bed. She slowly drifted off to sleep. Yes Tony, my Tiger. Things will settle down. By the end of the week, the Mary who you wed and who bore your children will be dead; soon to be reborn as the brutal murderess ANNA TEMPLETON. I know you’ve always lusted for Anna’s body, but chose the sweet, popular and innocent Mary instead. You can be happy now Tony. You’ll soon have your darling Anna, as by the time you get home, I will have sealed myself permanently into the identity and privileged life that always should have been mine, that of MRS. MARY TRAVIS.

Part 10 The Next Day
MARY prepared another delicious breakfast for Sandra and Amy, then had a thoroughly enjoyable time helping them dress for their party. She admired how pretty they looked in their pink party dresses, white stockings and patent leather shoes; white for Sandra, pink for Amy. MARY couldn’t help but add one finishing touch that she knew her sister would not approve of. She applied a little bit of lipstick and mascara to their beautiful faces. “You girls are just so lovely and mommy wants you to learn how to use that beauty. I want you to grow up to be just like mommy. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”
The girls excitedly responded, “Oh yes, mommy!” just as MARY’s neighbor Joanne stopped by to pick up Sandra and Amy to take them and her daughter to the party.
MARY smiled and waved as they headed for Joanne’s van. “Have a fun day, ladies”. Joanne shouted back, “Are you sure you don’t want to join us, MARY?”
“I really wish I could, but I have so much to do before I go to the hospital to visit my sister.”
Joanne frowned, “I can’t see why you’re doing all this. It’s got to hurt you. I can’t wait until we get rid of that crazy bitch.”
“Neither can I, Jo. And I feel that the more I help Dr. Vogel, the quicker that will happen.”
“Okay then, I guess that makes sense. I’ll drop the girls back home when the sitter arrives. Bye!”
Blowing a kiss to her girls, MARY waved and closed the door. She had all morning to take care of photos around the house, study more of her sister’s journals and personal documents, and watch family videos. She knew she’d have to leave by noon in order to properly stake out the detective’s house. MARY wanted to be waiting for her as she walked to her garage. She had plenty of study time because she wouldn’t have to do much other than throw on some very casual clothes and no facial makeup. Policewomen didn’t generally use a lot and she wanted to see what her victim’s face looked like. MARY knew that she could quickly find whatever makeup the police officer had in her purse and apply it to her own face, after she dressed in the detective’s clothes. She only had to play the role for a couple of hours while she stole a few records from the 3rd precinct where Detective Stimson worked.

Part 11 The Police Station
Detective Lt. Becky Summers looked forward to this day. She had a fairly light schedule and could hopefully lock herself away to catch up on paperwork. She checked her pistol, made sure her badge was attached to her belt and her photo ID to her lapel, slipped her pantyhosed feet into a comfortable pair of low-heeled pumps, grabbed her purse and walked to the garage.
As she turned the key in the lock she never heard the semi-silent whiff of the dart gun prior to the sudden sting in her neck. “Damn wasps!” As she reached back to feel for what had stung her, she became very dizzy and weak. “What the…?” As her unconscious body fell forward, MARY’s golden-haired form quickly caught Becky and shoved her into the garage. MARY, having gone through this routine before with her sister, felt very at ease with it, and gently laid the comatose policewoman on the floor. She pulled back the collar of Becky’s jacket and checked the label, then slipped off one of Becky’s shoes to check the size. “Perfect!”
With lightning speed MARY stripped down to her bra and panties, then methodically removed Becky’s clothes, being careful not to soil or wrinkle them. She needed Becky’s pantyhose so she pulled them off too. She stared at the unconscious body before her. “Hmmmmm. I feel especially wicked today, so if I’m going to be Lt. Becky Summers, I’m going to need her undies too. In minutes MARY was completely dressed in the policewoman’s clothes and jewelry. She combed her wig to match Becky’s style, then put on her lipstick, some light blush and a touch of mascara. She looked in a small mirror then at the photo ID, “Excellent, I make an ideal Lt. Summers. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a police officer.”
She tightly bound and gagged the detective, then stashed her nude body behind some boxes in the garage. MARY tossed her own clothes over Becky, knowing she would need to change back into them later. Within minutes, the new Detective Summers was driving her car to the 3rd precinct.
The 3rd precinct station was a flurry of activity and it was noisy – ideal for what MARY needed to do. With Becky’s ID and badge, no one questioned her presence and she shortly found the room where fingerprint files were stored. She was breathing heavily and perspiring with anxiety as she searched for the prints of MARY TRAVIS. Ten minutes later – SUCCESS! She removed MARY’s file from the drawer along with a number of arbitrarily selected others to make it look like a random disappearance. Becky’s purse was barely able to hold them, but MARY only needed them long enough to stop somewhere and destroy them. About a mile from Becky’s house, MARY turned into a deserted alley and quickly burned all the files she had taken.
After pulling back into Detective Summer’s garage, MARY speedily dressed back in her own things, dressed Becky Summers back in her clothes and jewelry, then straightened out the boxes. As MARY left, she arranged Lt. Summers on the floor by the door as if she would have fallen under her own power. MARY looked at Becky and snickered, “Thanks for the use of your things sweetie, that was fun. But you really should spray your yard for wasp control. They sure are vicious little critters aren’t they?”
MARY returned home and called Dr. Vogel who was in the process of giving her sister another treatment. She left the message that she’d be there in two hours. She needed to spend extra time with ANNA today, not only to extract then bury the detailed memories and feelings that her sister had of her daughter Amy but also, to begin the detailed assimilation of her sister’s courtship with Anthony. “Anthony”, that was something MARY definitely is going to change. Mary always preferred that name, it sounded more dignified and aloof. To MARY, however, he would always be ‘Tony’ – her Tiger. She knew that soon he would never want to be called “Anthony” again.
She then sat down for a minute to catch her breath, “Well done MARY. Every record of the old Mary Travis is now gone. My goody-two-shoes sister is now free to become the miserable bitch she was meant to be, whether she wants to or not. Now, let me check MY extensive wardrobe to see how ANNA would like to see her wonderful sister dressed today. Mmmmm. Yes, this is it. Very dignified yet sexy! Oooooo, and custom-tailored. This definitely screams to be worn with some of those expensive diamond jewelry gifts that my Tiger has given me. Definitely, ANNA needs to see MARY in this. I think she’ll realize that there’s no way that her miserable ANNA body could possibly do justice to an exquisite outfit like this.”

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