Breakfast had gone according to plan. As much as Vanilla's indulgence in all things infantile encompassed so many activities; there was the subject of breakfast which she always preferred as her regular 'adult' self. French toast, a pot of tea -- albeit sipped from a large baby bottle and a small selection of fruit and orange juice was the perfect way to start the weekend. Her infantile behaviours and pleasures were still incorporated into her breakfast routine, allowing crumbs, chunks of fruit and small dribbles of tea from her baby bottle to drip onto her purple bib with reckless abandon.
With Mr. Bear accompanying Vanilla, the prospect of playing dress up was something she sorely missed from her regular Infantilist sessions. She entered her bedroom; idly discarding her purple bib onto a nearby table and glancing at Mr. Bear with an open smile, "It's time for dress up, Mr. Bear. What do you think I should wear today?"
A collection of clothing found in her wardrobe had been hand-crafted especially for her slim figure, made entirely from the finest of materials with an equal handful of accessories to boot -- her onesies, dresses, shortalls and other infantile clothes stood out amongst Vanilla's usual dress wear.
"Why don't you pick something for bun bun, Mr. Bear?" Vanilla glanced at the teddy, while no obvious answer came, she took the silence as if a real answer was being heard.
"Good idea," Vanilla chirped, she nodded in agreement and reached inside for a piece of clothing. "It's so pretty. I haven't worn this in such a long time, Mr. Bear."
She pulled something out -- slowly revealing and displaying the clothing to Mr. Bear. "What do you think?"
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