Walking in a daze through the house, she tried to keep up her sense of hope. OK, yes, her thumb was firmly planted in her mouth, and yes, she had regressed herself and her continence, and been made into a social outcast all for her kink...
With a determined frown, she speed up her gate. She reasoned that if she did all this to herself, she can undo it too! She would go steal back the phone, she could find it, then fix everything right now.
Amber blew past the bathroom, the laundry room, the kitchen and door to the garage. She walked single-minded on her goal. Passing an air vent to her parents room, she was shot by a blast of cold air. With the cold air, was a spurt of warmth. Then her legs began to freeze as well. Ignoring the sensations, only one thing mattered, to get back her phone and fix this. Amber chewed her nail before pulling her thumb from her mouth, she opened the her parents bedroom door.