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

Ch 7

John woke up in his hotel room feeling uncomfortable and sticky. He realized he had wet the bed again, and this time he had even managed to pee through the diaper and pajamas. He cursed himself for not being able to control his bladder, but he didn't have much time to dwell on it because he had a flight to catch.

He quickly took a shower and got dressed, only to realize that the hotel staff had taken his laundry for cleaning. He had no choice but to wear the last outfit in the luggage, which turned out to be the most girly and childish outfit of all. It was a bright pink dress with a frilly skirt that ended just above his knees. The dress was adorned with a cute unicorn print and had puffy sleeves with pink ribbons. He also found a matching pair of white tights and pink Mary Jane shoes to go with the dress.

As he stepped out of the hotel room, he could feel everyone's eyes on him. The dress was a bit too small for him, and it made him feel self-conscious. John tried to walk with his head held high, but he knew he looked ridiculous.

He called for a taxi and hoped he could make it to the airport unnoticed. But luck wasn't on his side. As soon as he stepped out of the taxi, a group of teenagers noticed him and started pointing and laughing. John felt his cheeks turn red with embarrassment. He tried to hurry past them, but they started following him and asking him questions.

"Hey, are you excited to represent Mia?" one of them yelled.

"Are you a chick or a dude?" another one asked.

John tried to ignore them and walked faster towards the airport entrance. But then he saw something that made his heart drop - a group of paparazzi waiting for him. They saw him and started rushing towards him, their cameras flashing.

"Can we ask you some questions?" one of them shouted.

"What are your plans for Mia Rodriguez?" another one asked.

John didn't know what to do. He had never been in this situation before. He tried to push through the paparazzi, but they kept following him, asking more and more questions. John knew that he couldn't answer any of these questions, but he also knew that if he ignored them, it would only make things worse.

Finally, a security guard noticed the commotion and came to John's rescue. "Gentlemen, that's enough. Please leave them alone," he said sternly, blocking the paparazzi from following him.

John breathed a sigh of relief and continued towards the gate. He could feel everyone's eyes on him as he walked. He knew that he looked ridiculous in this outfit, but he also knew that he had no choice.

When he finally reached the gate, he was told that there was a delay due to weather conditions. John cursed under his breath. He had to hang around the airport for a few hours, surrounded by strangers who couldn't help but stare at him.

He found a seat in the waiting area and tried to make himself as small as possible. He could feel everyone's eyes on him, but he tried to ignore them. He took out his phone and started scrolling through his social media pages. He saw that the news of him becoming Mia Rodriguez's personal agent had gone viral. There were hundreds of congratulatory messages, but there were also hateful comments from people who didn't understand his situation.

John felt a pang of loneliness as he realized that he had no one to turn to. He missed his wife and his old life. He didn't know how he was going to keep up this charade for much longer.

John nervously shifted in his seat as a group of teenagers giggled and whispered among themselves. He could feel their eyes on him, and he knew that they were talking about him. He wished that he could disappear, that he could just melt into the background and be invisible.