"You see,you left my vessel back in the office. You'd have to go back there tocall me and they don't let one-year olds out to go visit an officebuild...ng. Face it, you've lost possession. You are stuck for good!" No!!" 'Larry' yelped. "I still remember who I am!" That's part of the beauty of all this," the little man smiled."You'll still remember who you were but developmentally you will rollback to being fourteen months old. That includes vocabulary and potty-training I'm afraid." I have. Unwilling to go into the backyard, she instead found a glass in the kitchen to experiment with. She found that she could, indeed, piss into a glass inside the house, provided she was standing, crawling or lying, and then tip the glass down the sink. She was pleased she had found a loophole in the Clinic's new plan for her.Erica got home at 4.30, a little early, dressed in the slutty clothes Laura had picked out for her that morning. At some stage the buttons had popped off the shirt, and. You feel a knife pressed hard to your neck, its wielder intending to show you they aren't afraid to use it on you. You feel someone's hot breath come down to your ear “Struggle, and I'll slit your fucking throat, whore.” is whispered into your ear. It's a male voice, deepish, but still retaining youth, someone in their early twenties.“Sit up, slowly, then stand up, and walk when I move.” the voice commands, and slowly, you obey, carefully pushing yourself back up and shedding the sheets, then. I thought about it for a while and I decided to go through with it and meet him at the arranged time. I got into my car and started off. I was so nervous and scared; I couldn’t believe I was going through with it. I did not see anyone around at the arranged time. I waited a little longer and decided to head out. When I was leaving I seen a parked car with someone inside. I pulled up next to it, turned off my car, and started exiting the vehicle. I started to think what if this isn’t the guy. I.