John groaned as he opened his eyes to the bright light streaming in through the hotel room window. He rolled over to find his wife still fast asleep beside him, her chest rising and falling with each deep breath. He took a moment to take in the scent of her hair and the warmth of her body before sitting up and stretching.
That's when he heard a small voice calling out to him.
"Daddy, I'm hungry!" said Emma, their youngest daughter, who was sitting up in her bed.
John smiled, "Good morning, sweetheart. Let's go grab some breakfast."
He didn't bother changing out of his pajamas or taking off his wet diaper, as he was still tired and not thinking. It was a short walk to the hotel restaurant, and Emma chattered on excitedly about the food she wanted to try.
As they walked, John couldn't help but feel self-conscious about the bulk of the diaper between his legs. He waddled slightly as they made their way through the lobby, feeling the crinkle of the plastic under his pajama pants.
When they got to the buffet, John grabbed a plate and started loading it up with eggs, bacon, and toast. Emma was more interested in the cereal and fruit, but John was grateful for the excuse to stay seated as he ate.
That's when Emma wrinkled her nose and made a face.
"Daddy, you're stinky," she said, looking up at him with big, curious eyes.
John felt his face flush as he looked around to see if anyone had heard. A few people were giving them odd looks, and John was suddenly very aware of his wet diaper.
He quickly finished his breakfast, feeling more and more uncomfortable by the minute. As he was getting up to leave, his wife and the other kids walked into the restaurant.
"How was breakfast?" she asked, looking around the table for plates.
"Dad needs a diaper change," Emma piped up, causing a few people at nearby tables to laugh.
John's wife raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything as they gathered their things and headed back to their rooms.
As they walked down the hallway, John's wet diaper chafed against his skin, making him more and more uncomfortable. He was relieved when they finally made it back to the room and he could get changed.
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I let AI write my story about a man becoming a sissy
General FictionPretty simple, I asked AI for a few prompts where a man finds himself wearing a diaper and girl clothes: It spit out a few prompts, then I asked it to write a story. At the end of each chapter, I asked it to continue the story while prompting what s...
