Belle

While much of the room was typical for a college girl, the one thing that stuck out was that instead of a normal bed, the mattress had large plastic bars surrounding it.

A woman in her early twenties was in this make-shift cage, but she was not a prisoner there. In-fact, she liked that she slept in a crib. She was dressed in a white mini-t that left her navel exposed. Instead of pajama pants or even big girl underwear, she wore a bright-pink adult diaper, Anna having found a pack of them on an Infantilist online store when they started their "arrangement."

To Elsa's surprise, their baby girl was wide awake. She was sitting upright, playing with a pair of stuffed animals as she patiently waited for someone to get her like a good baby.

When she saw Elsa standing there, she stopped her personal game, but she said nothing, her mouth occupied by a pink pacifier that matched her diaper.

"Hey sweety," said Elsa. "Did you have a good night's sleep.

Again, the woman said nothing, continuing to suck on her binky as she nodded her head with a muffled "mmh-hmm".

Elsa undid a latch and let one of the walls of her make-shift crib down so that she could sit on a corner of the bed with her.

"Whrs mummie?" She asked, her speech muffled trying to keep the pacifier in her mouth.

"Mommy's still asleep," said Elsa. "So it's just you and me for now. You don't mind do you?"

The "baby" girl shook her head no. Instead of saying anything, she crawled into Elsa's lap, her head tucking into Elsa's shoulder.

Belle moved to Arendelle from a small village in France called Villeneuve. She was highly educated and was the first in her family to pursue a doctorate, her father having supported their family as a localized repairman and amateur inventor. She had a particular love of books, her degree plan including literature in three different languages, creative writing, archiving, literary criticism and at least two other fields that went completely over Elsa and Anna's heads. Elsa was more of a math nerd and Anna had little patience for any form of Gen Ed, so they were proud of their baby girl for being such a genius.

Belle never thought of herself as smarter than anyone else. It probably had something to do with a bad experience involving a boy from her hometown. Some narcissistic, entitled douche that wouldn't leave her alone. Elsa and Anna could never get their baby girl to open up to them about it, but Belle found that being their baby in their free time helped her escape whatever bad memories she had about it.

The baby didn't respond when Elsa placed a hand over her diaper. While pink diapers looked adorable on their baby girl, it was harder to tell if she wet or not when she wore them. It turned out that Belle had went pee-pee while she slept and Elsa knew that their baby girl didn't like the cold and clammy feeling.

"Let's get you changed and then we can have breakfast with Mommy."