Kat and her parents were overjoyed but Danielle wasn't. How could she? Or rather, how could he? He used to be a guy! He was a now a baby girl and he missed his pen is already. What would it be when he was not in stupid diapers anymore, when he'd had to stare at a female crotch each time he had to relieve himself? And how would he face puberty with boobs and menstruation cycles? It was already a torture to get his diapers changed and to see a privacy as his butt was raised in the air, instead of privates. He was supposed to have a tiny baby dick and a hairless scrotum! Not that! And everyone bought him ridiculous frilly pink outfits and called him sweet girly names. Ugh! That was just vile! As a result, Danielle took his revenge on everyone. And it showed.
He cried nonstop. The sort of constant baby screams that make you want to stuff the baby back into the womb it came from, where it had originated. Danielle cried at night. Danielle cried at mealtime. Danielle cried in her crib. Danielle cried before breast-feeding. And after. She cried to get her diaper changed. And after. She cried when she dirty. And when she was clean too. She demanded a bottle at night and then relieved herself with stinky feces as soon as she was done drinking it. She cried for a bottle at the worst times and then refused to drink it. She peed on whoever was changing her diaper already. She threw up on anyone's shoulder. She kicked and squirmed and was never, ever happy. Everyone in the house was cranky and tired. In fact, it was the only thing that made Danielle happy, but he did not show it. Instead, he pouted and glared at everyone and as soon as his baby teeth were out, he bit Kat's nipples as much as he could. Kat's boobs were red and gross-looking now. Furious, she decided to deal with Danielle once and for all.