I let AI write my story about a man becoming a sissy

Ch 5

Feeling defeated, John shuffles over to the little girl's suitcase and rummages through it. He pulls out a pair of light pink pajamas with a cartoon character he doesn't recognize on them. The pajamas are obviously meant for a child, but John has no other choice than to wear them.

He slides the pajama pants over his feet, feeling the softness of the fabric against his skin. The cartoon character on the pajamas is a small, purple unicorn with a rainbow mane. He pulls on the matching shirt, which is adorned with the same unicorn, but with a few pink hearts scattered around it.

John can't help but wonder how he ended up in this situation. He's always been the responsible one, the one who never makes a mistake. But here he is, dressed in a child's pajamas, after mistakenly taking the wrong luggage at the airport.

He turns on the TV and sees the selfie that Mia posted at breakfast with him dressed in the floral dress. It has over a thousand likes and hundreds of comments. John's heart sinks as he reads some of the comments, some are supportive while others are mocking him for wearing a dress.

He scrolls through his social media feeds and sees the post has gone viral. News outlets are picking up the story, and some have even commented about how they "didn't get a good look at the woman in the dress" and wondered who Mia was out on the town with.

John can't help but think about what this will mean for his job and his family. He's always been a professional, but will everyone find out about his embarrassing mistake. What will his colleagues and clients think of him? Will he be fired or lose his clients? How will he explain this to his wife and children?

As he contemplates the repercussions of his actions, John's thoughts are interrupted by his buzzing phone. He hesitates before answering, knowing that it could be anyone. He lets it go to voicemail.

He receives a text from his Boss. "John, we need to talk," it says.

John's heart sinks even further as he realizes that he's about to face the consequences of his actions. John wonders what's going to happen next.

He puts his head back on the pillow, trying to shut out the world and sleep the day away. But his mind won't let him rest as he replays the events of the last few hours in his head, wondering how he's going to get out of this mess. The memories of him playing dress-up with his sister as a child flash before his eyes, making him feel even more embarrassed.

The day passes by in a blur, and before he knows it, it's lunch. He decides to order room service and eat in bed, hoping that he can just forget about the morning's events. But his phone won't stop buzzing with notifications from social media.

He tried to ignore the notifications, but eventually, his curiosity gets the best of him, and he scrolls through the messages. A lot of them are supportive- people recognizing him and supporting him for dressing as he wants and congratulating him on his meeting. But there are still those few comments that are hurtful and cruel, bringing back the shame and embarrassment that he felt earlier.

John can't help but wonder how many other people mistake him for a woman or how many recognized him.

As he tries to fall asleep, John can't shake off the feeling of humiliation that's settled deep in his gut. He wonders what tomorrow will bring and how he'll be able to face the world again after such an embarrassing incident. He tried to call his wife but it went straight to voicemail. He sent her a few texts but she did not respond.

He continued scrolling through social media- until some comments caught his eye. On the post of Mia and his selfie, was an argument whether John was a boy or a girl. One commenter commented that he followed John back to his hotel- claiming that he wasn't sure if it was a man or woman, but he was sure that they wore diapers.

Attached to the comment was a photo of the backside of John, wearing the dress and tights. The wind must have lifted the dress at the time of the photo because you could clearly see the outline of a diaper- through the white tights.