Danielle scurried through her apartment as quickly as her fastened legs would carry her, grabbing items and tossing them into an overnight bag. "I'm so glad I could get a few hours off of work so we could get an early start to the cabin," she said as she folded a few t-shirts and packed some loose skirts. Pants were out of the question given the thigh bands that now tethered her legs together.

"Don't forget hiking boots!" Jennifer said.

Danielle emerged from the closet with a pair of canvas tennis shoes in her hands. "Hiking boots? I don't think so. How about strolling shoes? I can barely climb a...