Tears streamed down her cheeks as Jen tried desperately not to poop herself, “... Please Tara... I’ll do anything... Just don’t make me choose that”
“Times running out Jen, Looks like you’re struggling there...”
“Please, let me choose something else... don’t make me crawl”
Tara rolled her eyes and smiled evilly, “fine, but if it’s not good enough you lose the ability to walk and keep the age regression.”
Jen squeezed her eyes tight shut, wriggling on the floor, desperately “I’ll... I’ll lose the ability to feed myself...” She cried. Tara’s eyes glistened and she squealed in delight.
“Ok Jen, You will no longer regress in age, but you will lose the ability and all knowledge of how to feed yourself”