The Scary Dentist

The Scary Dentist
Copyright all rights reserved to Monica Pereira 2013
Smashwords Edition

Asha looked at her notepad and shivered; she needed to go to the dentist to have a filling implanted and Asha wanted to race away from the task of having to visit.  She thought the dentist was scary -  so scary her back sweated at the very thought of having to sit in the dentist's chair.  Asha tore her eyes away from the note-pad and moved to the sink to pour herself a drink of water -  she was thirty, so very thirsty, as tense knotted up her insides.  Asha drank the water with greed, and then she gasped.

“I have to go!”  she told herself as her skin began to shake.  “I have to!”  she added.


Asha moved down the street as fast as her legs could carry -  she moved fast and swift, and then she rounded a corner and met the dentist studio.  Asha shivered on legs that felt like twigs as pigeons gathered by her feet; with a great concentration Asha moved her feet forwards, and she stepped towards the entrance door as haunt covered her eyes and senses.


Asha stepped inside of the reception and she moved to the front desk and told the secretary that she had arrived to see the dentist.  The secretary smiled at Asha and asked her for her name.

“Asha Williams;”  told Asha as she smiled.

The secretary glared at her computer and typed in the name, she then told Asha to take a seat.  It took moments for the dentist to arrive, and when he did Asha was led inside of the dentistry room.


The room seemed normal -  it had clean white walls, a white chair, a small table, and a spit-bowl.  Asha smiled and then she moved to sit in the chair as the dentist commanded.  

“It's been a while since I've seen the dentist;”  told Asha as she shivered inside of her skin.
 
“Take a seat;”  enthused the dentist before he picked up a tool.


Asha sat in the chair and crossed her fingers as a bib was placed gently over her chest.  The dentist coaxed Asha to open her mouth and she did; then she waited as a bright light shone before her iris's.

“Let us see what you have hidden in here;”  told the dentist before he began to inspect Asha's mouth.  

Asha cringed as the dentist picked up a pick and began to inspect the gaps in her mouth.  Asha continued to battle with her heartbeat as one tooth was scraped until a tingle sensation rolled all over her jaw-line.  Asha felt on the brink as the dentist inspected her closely.  After a while the dentist stepped away and he moved to wash his instruments.


Asha glared at the dentist as he washed his instruments -  he cleaned them with much care, however there was something in his stature that made Asha want to recoil.  The dentist looked big -  larger then any common man, and his coat stretched until its fabric split at the seams. Asha looked as the dentist bean tgo grow a head taller, and then she gasped as she saw his hair spurt!  In split seconds the dentist turned from human to beast, and as to glared at Asha she screamed as drool dangled from the dentists dog-face.

“You're a werewolf!”  gasped Asha as she pointed a trembling finger at the dentists hideous face.

“Take it easy Asha;”  told the dentist.  “You have not yet finished your consultation;”  he added as he leered in a queer kind of manner.

Asha raced for the exit door but found it locked.  Asha then tried to find another way out, but no door or window opened.  Asha screamed as the dentist moved closer, and then she picked up a dentist tool and pointed it at the dentists chest as he lunged!  

The dentist gasped -  but he did not become scared at all;  Asha had picked up a mirror, and she felt foolish as the dentist took the item out from her very own fingers.  Asha tried to run away -  however the dentist grabbed her and slapped her back into the dentist chair.  There he pushed the light extra close, and then he leaned over Asha as he picked up a drill.

“You need a filling!”  he panted in the queerest of manners as he pushed the drill forward.
  
Asha screamed, cried, and then she sobbed.

“Let me go!”  she wailed.

“Soon!”  told the dentist before he pushed the drill ever closer.

Asha gasped as the drill dove inside of her mouth, and then she gulped down the dentists hideous dog-breath as the dentist leaned in close to concentrate.  

It took ten minutes for him to drill and fill a hole, and by the end of that time Asha felt pale and weak.  The dentist growled in Asha's face, and then he let her go.

“You be good to your teeth;”  he muttered.

Asha gasped and raced for the door and with tears in her eyes she ran home.


Asha laid under her bed as the day turned into night  -  she wasn't going to the dentist ever again! Her bones shook as much a her skin, and she couldn't get the taste of fear off her tongue.  Asha sweated as she recalled the horrible, terrifying, creature the dentist had transformed into -  that dentist had been a ware-wolf and she would never forget what she had seen, not ever!