Dani laid on her back in her playpen, sucking on her thumb and happily watching cartoons. She felt a twinge in her abdomen and stood up.
“Greg, I need to pee-pee,” she called. Greg, sitting on the couch nearby, smiled at her.
“That’s what your diaper is for, princess.”
“But I don’t wanna lose my potty training.”
“It’ll be fine,” Greg said firmly.
“…Okay.” Dani bent her knees into a squat. There was a soft hiss. Warmth spread through her diaper. Satisfied, she walked over to her dolls and began to play with them.
Greg watched, pleased. The day after he made Danny look like him, Danny had come home a girl instead of a boy. Apparently, there had been another occurrence of a customer changing Danny and not leaving without changing him. Greg was actually excited. A son was nice, but a daughter was even better.
Dani had quickly lost all interest in adult things, probably hastened by being turned into a girl. Now, she was a regular three-year-old girl who played with dolls, watched princess movies, and picked out adorable pink clothing at the store for herself.
Unfortunately for Dani, but fortunately for Greg, when she showed up at work dressed like a fairy princess, it was the last straw, and she had been fired. Greg promptly adopted her, and she was now Danielle Nakamura, Greg’s cute toddler daughter. Of course, Dani still had her moments of acting like an adult, which was why Greg was trying so hard to get rid of her potty training.
Once Dani was stuck in diapers, Greg was sure she’d stop pretending to be a grownup and just accept that she was a three-year-old. Dani got to her feet and bent her knees into a squat. She began to grunt forcefully. After a few moments, she sighed in relief and walked to the edge of her playpen.
“Greg, I made boom-boom,” she said. Greg got up from the couch and picked her up. He carried her to her room, which no longer suited the adult man she once was. From the pink crib to the princess posters on the walls, the room was perfect for his three-year-old darling daughter.
“Dani, remember, I’m not Greg anymore,” Greg said gently as he laid her on the changing table. “I’m Daddy.”
“I don’t wanna call you that.”
“But I am your daddy.”
“I guess…” Dani mumbled. “Greg, can we go somewhere today?”
“Who’s Greg?” Greg prompted. Dani sighed.
“Daddy, can we go somewhere today?” she asked. Greg smiled at her.
“Of course, princess! Where do you want to go?”