Mommy's New Daughter Pt. 01

She heard the sound of the shower turn off and she quickly ran out of the room, giggling to herself. Luke would never wear such a feminine and slutty outfit, but Melissa knew he would agree to it. He had no choice if he ever wanted to free his penis.

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"No way bitch!" Luke screamed banging on his locked bedroom door. "I'm not wearing this shit."

"Yes, you are young man... Or should I say young woman. You are going to learn how to behave and what better way to start than by doing some housework. Of course you can't do housework in any old clothes. You need the proper attire," Melissa said giggling to herself. She was enjoying this a lot more than she thought she would.

"I'll clean the house, do the dishes, take out the trash... whatever you want! But please don't make me wear this outfit. I promise to start helping out around the house more."

"Sorry, baby, but it's too late for an apology. Now not another word till you put that uniform on and get out here. I want to hear the vacuum going by 10 o' clock, or else we might have to keep that cage on you for another week."

Luke looked to the clock and saw it display 9:55 a.m. Shit! There was no way he was going to let that bitch of a mother keep this cage on him for a week, let alone two, but the quicker he can get on her good side, the quicker he can get this thing off him. He didn't want to play daughter, but he'll put up with it for the time being just to satisfy his mother. As soon as he gets the key to this cage, he's going to show her who's the boss around here.

He picked up the frilly pink panties. There was so little material he had trouble figuring out which way to put them on. Ugh, did she purposely pick out the smallest underwear for me? After sliding the thong up his now smooth thighs, they nestled perfectly into his cheeks, and he got a weird sensation in his trapped cock. The same one he got when he felt up Rebecca's ass in lunch yesterday. The same one he gets when he looks at an attractive woman...

"Ugh, no," he thought to himself. "I'm not getting turned on by this. I'm just horny is all. I haven't jerked off in a couple days, and it's getting to me." Ignoring that sensation he moved on to the rest of the outfit. Confused on how to put the maid uniform on, he stepped into it similar to the panties and onto his body. The hem of the dress didn't even cover his underwear, and it wouldn't be SO bad if the underwear itself wasn't so revealing. He decided to risk it and ask his Mom if he could get a different pair.

"Umm, Mom..."

"It's Mommy, dear, what is it?"

Ugh... "She wanted me to call her Mommy?" Luke thought to himself. Whatever.

"Mommy... do you think I could get a different pair of underwear? I think these may be a little too small and..."

"First of all honey, those are panties, and you'll refer to them as such. And no, I laid out those specific panties especially for you. Aren't they so cute?!"

"Yes, Mommy, they are," Luke said defeated.

"Good, now hurry up and finish getting dressed. It's already 9:58."

Shit! Luke finished by putting on the blonde pigtailed wig, gloves, headband, and somehow worked the stocking up his legs when he noticed the heels on the floor. "No way! How am I going to walk in these?" Luke thought to himself.

"60 seconds, honey," his mom called out and Luke quickly dropped to the floor to sit and put on the heels, his practically bare bottom feeling cool on the floor. Once strapped on, he stumbled to the door to find it still locked. He banged on the door, "Mom, I'm done!" to no answer. "Shit," he mumbled to himself... "I mean, Mommy, I'm all dressed," he said slightly deflated.

"Lovely!" she exclaimed unlocking and opening the door, "You have 15 seconds to start the vacuum!"

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Her son ran out of his bedroom like shot out of a cannon and she couldn't believe how absolutely girly her son looked from behind. The dress was even shorter than she thought and barely covered the top of the thong she made him wear. His butt and legs looked particularly girly being all freshly shaved and his butt even had a decent amount of jiggle to it. "Oh if only those no good friends of yours can see you now," she thought. "They'd absolutely eat you up..." Luke was really struggling in his heels, but he was so strong willed he managed to get all the way to the hall closet where the vacuum is located before falling. But he took quite a fall.

"Oh no, my baby!" Melissa said, running to her feminized son's aid. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine," Luke said, struggling to get to his feet. He opened the closet door, took the vacuum out and started it. He looked at the clock on the wall. 10:01 a.m.

"Oh no, honey, so close. But since you tried your very best, and honestly look so gosh darn cute, I won't add on another week. Instead, I'll think of another punishment for my cute little girl," Melissa said knowing full well what the punishment was going to entail.

Luke didn't even want to think about what that could mean. Instead he started the vacuum up and started his chores.

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"This is exhausting," Luke said to himself as he was dusting the top of the cupboards in his kitchen, standing on his, "itsy bitsy tippy toes," as his mother called them, knowing full well his pantied bottom was on full display. This was utterly humiliating. And to think he was going to have to keep this up for an entire week! And no doubt his bitch of a mother planned for him to dress up in some girly outfit for his school's Halloween dance. Now that was going to be embarrassing. And how about school? Surely she wouldn't make him dress up in a feminine outfit for that right? "Whatever," he thought. He'll cross that bridge when he gets to it.

"Okay, my love, almost done. Just the bathroom left and then you're," Melissa was interrupted as she heard a knock on the door.

Melissa was delighted to see the look of horror on her son's face. He tried rushing into the bathroom as fast as his high heeled feet would let them. "Um, excuse me. Where do you think you're going?"

"To clean the bathroom like you asked," hoping desperately she wouldn't ask him to answer the door dressed as he was.

"Oh, no you're not. Tell me, baby, look at how you're dressed. What are you right now?"

Luke looked down and let out in a soft voice, "A maid."

"That's right, and who's maid?"

"Your maid."

"WHO'S MAID?"

"My Mommy's maid," Luke said, humiliated.

"That's right, pumpkin. Now go answer the door for your Mommy."

Melissa was enjoying this way more than she thought she would. She was getting such a rush from bossing around her son, or should she say daughter? Dressed in the scantily clad maid's outfit, he was hardly a man. Nor should he be, after all he's put her and other women through. But Melissa was struggling with this a bit. This was her son after all. She was stripping his manhood away. Regardless of whether or not this was healthy, was he truly deserving of this? Luke slowly opened the door to Melissa's best friend Lisa.

"Oh hello!" Lisa exclaimed. "And who are you, my dear?" Luke didn't really know how to respond. Luke never liked Lisa. She had a pompous attitude towards him. And now she was seeing him dressed like a little fairy. His cheeks were completely flushed red.

"Oh hey, Lisa! Don't you recognize her? That's my daughter Lucy!" Melissa felt proud of herself for thinking of a feminine name for her former son so fast. Of course Lisa knew exactly who that was, heck it was her idea. Melissa guessed she was amusing herself by pretending she didn't.

"Lucy, now is it? And my oh my how pretty you are! That's the cutest little costume you have on! I guess we're already preparing for Halloween, huh? It's going to be hard to keep the boys off of you with those long smooth legs of yours." Luke was frozen in his place. He just wanted all of this to end. "Oh, wow, look at your knees already bruised up," she said looking at Melissa. "Was your little one out with a man last night?" Luke was fuming. Did this bitch really think he was on his knees pleasing some man last night. He'll give her a piece of his mind soon. But for now, he had to play it cool.

"Umm, Lucy, honey, aren't you going to say thank you like a proper young lady," Melissa asked.

That's right. Luke had to snap back into character. This will all be over in a week, or sooner. The more he played the part, the more lax his Mommy will be, making her likely to slip up so he could steal the key from her. Wait, did he just unconsciously refer to his mother as Mommy? Whatever. It was probably good that he did, so he wouldn't mess up when saying it out loud.

"Like, thank you so much, Lisa! And this isn't a costume, this is my maid's uniform. I wear it every morning when I clean the house for my Mommy." Luke hated every word coming out of his mouth but he had no choice. This was the only way to free himself of this imprisonment.

Lisa couldn't help but smile. "How precious," she said, stroking the feminized man's cheek. "Now, I'm going to be in charge of you while your Mommy goes to work. She asked me to teach you a few things in the art of being a woman while she's away. Doesn't that sound like a lovely idea?"

It really sounded like the worst idea he had ever heard, but Luke just smiled and said, "That does sound lovely!"

"Splendid!" Lisa exclaimed, with what sounded like ingenuine joy to Luke.

"Okay, I'll leave you guys to it. Now come here darling and give your Mommy a kiss on the cheek," Melissa said.

Luke, playing his part, giddily skipped over to Melissa to give her a big kiss on the cheek. "Bye, Mommy. I'm going to miss you!"

"I'll miss you too sweetie," Melissa said, slightly touched by her new daughter's gentleness. To think some parents get this from their kids every day. "Okay, guys see ya later!" Melissa said, closing the door.

"Okay, girly," Lisa said. "We have an exciting day planned. Our goal here is to make you even more girlier than you already are. And what better way than a shopping trip for new clothes!"

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"Okay, Lucy. Why don't you walk to the end of the hall one more time for me. And really swing your hips this time," Lisa said and watched as little Lucy tried her very best to swing her hips like the bimbo slut she wanted to turn her into. Lisa wasn't sure how far Melissa wanted to go with feminizing her son, but Lisa knew she herself wanted to take it to the extreme. She had only been with the new girl for an hour and she was getting so turned on. Being a former dominatrix, she got off on this stuff. And turning such a deviant like Luke into a girl... That was the icing on the cake.

"Was that good, Aunt Lisa?" Luke asked. Of course Lisa had politely requested her new niece to refer to her as that. She could tell Luke didn't want to, but he knew he had no choice. She actually wanted to go with Mistress, but thought better of it. Lisa wasn't exactly sure how Melissa would react if her son turned daughter called her Mistress, so Aunt was the next best thing. She didn't want to scare Melissa off of this brilliant idea.

"You're getting better my dear, but you still have a lot of work to do. I can't have you walking around the mall without a little extra umph in each step. But it's almost noon and I want to get to the mall before it gets too late. And as much as I'd love for you to go out dressed in that cute little maid's uniform, I think the mall would ban you for being too hot! Follow me to your Mommy's bedroom so we can pick out a more appropriate outfit for you."

As much as Luke didn't want to dress in more girly clothes. He was quite happy to get out of this skimpy outfit. I'm sure his mother had jeans for him to wear. Even if they were a little tight, it'd be better than a skirt. Making his way to his mother's room, Luke tried his best to swing his hips as he walked, but it was hard. He didn't exactly have the hips for this.

"Ugh, Aunt Lisa. It's so hard to walk like a girl! How do you guys do it? It's so much effort trying to swing my hips how you want me to. Is there anything I can do to make this easier?"

Lisa lit up when she heard this. "Why yes sweetie, there is a way to make it quite a bit easier. Effortless even. It involves a little device. Want to try it out?"

Little device? Luke wasn't sure what she meant exactly, but he was willing to try it if it meant his hips would get a rest. "Umm... yes I'd like to try it, Aunt Lisa."

"Splendid! We'll just pick out your outfit first and then I'll go and grab it from my car. There's something else in there I want you to try on."

Luke couldn't begin to imagine what she was talking about, but made his way to his mother's closet. "Woah, slow down there Lucy. I know you're dying to try on one of your Mommy's pretty dresses, but don't you want a new pair of panties? While they do look lovely on you, that's your only pair! And yes, we'll be buying plenty more at the mall, but I'm sure your Mommy won't be upset if you stole one of hers. So let's check out what she has to offer."

Luke wasn't exactly thrilled to be adding to his panty collection, but to get out of this little thong, he'd do just about anything. Unfortunately, Luke was disappointed to see his mother seemed to own nothing but tiny little thongs and g-strings. "Geez," Luke thought to himself, "my mother is kind of a slut."

"Okay, Lucy dear, I can tell you're mesmerized by all the pretty panties, but time's a ticking, so go ahead and pick out your favorite pair." Luke tried to sift through the drawer to find a pair that wasn't butt floss, to no avail. So he picked out the least girly color he could find. White.

"Ooooh. A white pair! How school girly of you, Lucy. Does that mean you want to dress like a little school girl today." Before Luke could answer, Lisa was already digging through his Mother's closet. "Okay, here's a nice white blouse for you to wear and... perfect! Here's a skirt to match!" Lisa exclaimed, pulling out a high waisted pink tartan pleated skirt. "Okay, now you put these on while I go to the car and grab my bag."

Lisa arrived back into the room with Lucy looking at herself in the mirror. "Admiring how you look honey? Oh no, no, no. You don't have the skirt on right." Lisa grabbed the sides of the feminized man's skirt and raised it up to just below his belly button. "There you go sweetie. We want to show as much of those sexy legs of yours off as we can."

Luke was horrified when looking into the mirror. He tried his best to lower the skirt before Aunt Lisa came into the room and it still had barely covered his ass. Now, with her readjustments, the skirt didn't even come close to covering the bottom of his ass cheeks. "Aunt Lisa, does it really have to be this high?" Luke asked. "Yes it does, dear," she answered. "Now, I know I said we want to show off those legs of yours... but I think a nice pair of thigh highs would go perfect with the look you're trying to go for!" Lisa fished out a pair of his mother's thigh high stockings. They were white with a pink bow on each of them. "Great..." Luke thought to himself. "Now put these on, along with your heels, then we can get started with what's in the bag."

After Luke was fully dressed. He took a look at himself in the mirror. His body looked really feminine, but his face would be a dead giveaway. Lisa, sensing Luke's thoughts chimed in saying, "Oh, don't worry Lucy. We're going to get some make up on you. But first let's try these bad boys on." Luke watched as his now Aunt Lisa pulled out a realistic set of silicone tits. A sense of panic washed over Luke's face. How far was she and his mother going to go with this? "Okay, off with the blouse miss. Don't worry, we're going to put it right back on you."

Once the silicone breasts were in place, Lisa couldn't help but admire her work. She used extra strength adhesive that would last at least 5 days, so Luke was stuck with them for the foreseeable future. She smiled to herself as she dug the next toy out of her bag. Lisa wondered how Luke was going to react to this. "Now, honey, I know you might not like this, but this final thing will really give you a little more wiggle in your step, which is exactly what we're looking for," she said, pulling out a sizable butt plug.

Luke couldn't hold back anymore and he freaked out. He was at his breaking point. No more pretending to be a girl. No more putting up with this. He'd go to a locksmith if he had to. Anything. But he was NOT sticking anything up his butt. "NO WAY! I'm done playing this game, bitch. I'll find some way to get this thing off my dick. This is just going too far. I'm getting out of here." He tried to make his way past the woman, but she grabbed and drug him into the family room. "Oh, no you don't, missy." Luke couldn't escape her vice grip as she laid him over her lap on the couch. "How DARE you talk to your sweet old aunt that way. I'm going to teach you a lesson. One you won't soon forget," she said moments before one hard smack came down on Luke's thong pantied bottom. "Ouch!" he whimpered. "Oh, suck it up, you baby. This is just the start." And just the start it was as Lisa planted TWENTY spanks on Luke's ass.

"Now, honey do you want anymore? Or are you going to apologize?" Luke was screwed. He did not want to put up with this anymore. But Lisa, while attractive, was a bit of an amazon. At least compared to him. He had no choice but to do what she said. "I'm sorry Aunt Lisa."

"GOOD. And if you don't want your mother to hear about this little outburst of yours, you'll do as I say. Now first things first. This plug is going into that sweet tush of yours. Got it?"

Begrudgingly, Luke swallowed his pride. "Yes, Aunt Lisa."

"GOOD. Now, that's not all. When your Mommy gets home from work later. You're going to show her all the cute clothes and panties you're going to get today. Got it?

"Yes, Aunt Lisa."

"GOOD. And lastly... your mother will no doubt see you wearing her outfit when she gets home. Not only are you going to tell her how much you love wearing her clothes. You're going to raise your skirt and show her the cute little panties you took from her. And you're going to tell her you couldn't wait another hour to get to the mall and buy morel. You just needed another pair right then... Got it?" Lisa was met with silence. "I said GOT IT?" Lisa yelled, giving Luke another smack on his ass, hearing another high pitched whimper escape his lips.

"Yes, Aunt Lisa," Luke said, defeated.

"Good girl," Lisa said, rubbing his now tender ass. "And since I have you in the perfect position, we might as well put the plug in now..."

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Walking through the entrance of Victoria's Secret, Luke was already feeling humiliated. The butt plug felt heavy in his bum and he felt so exposed in the short skirt walking through the mall. The skirt was so short that it just barely covered the white of his panties. Wait, not his panties... His mothers panties. Luke didn't own any panties because he was a dude. This is just some sick punishment he had to suck up and take until he could figure out a way out of this.

Aunt Lisa was walking quite fast, so Luke had to awkwardly keep up in his heeled feet as best he could. At one point, of course, he fell, still not used to the heels. He got cat whistles from some guys who witnessed it, and Aunt Lisa made him blow them a kiss before getting up. Luke felt so out of control. He didn't like it, but he had to keep up with it. He was going to find a way out of this cage, he just had to bide his time. Keep up the act and catch either Aunt Lisa or his Mommy off guard. "Aunt Lisa? Mommy?" Luke groaned in his mind. He didn't like how his subconscious was referring to his bitch of a mother and her friend as Mommy and Aunt, respectively. "I guess it's better that I think like that, so I don't slip up in person," he thought. He did not want another spanking... or worse. He still had no idea what his moth... mommy had planned for him as punishment for the vacuum incident.