An Idea Sparks

"A $5,000 cash prize?!" Lisa exclaimed, jumping up and down in her tiny orange g-string and matching top in the backroom. It complemented her olive complexion really well.

"Yes, Lisa, but it's a bit of a pipe dream," Melissa said, rolling up a pair of fishnet stockings. "Luke's not going to want to be involved. He can care less about a school dance, and he can care less about the free tuition. And sure, he might think about doing it for the cash, but he's way too lazy to put any sort of effort into a costume."

"That son of yours is a real trip, Melissa. I don't know how you put up with it. I sure as hell wouldn't," Lisa replied. That was easy for her to say Melissa thought. She had a son herself around the same age as Luke, but he was a straight A student, bound for college with scholarship money and grants, and from what Melissa heard, did everything he could around the house to help his mother out, who also worked two jobs to make ends meet. "You know if I were you, I wouldn't give him much of a choice."

Intrigued, Melissa replied, "You wouldn't give him much of a choice? And how would you go about doing that?"

"Simple, I'd tell him he either takes this costume contest seriously or he's out of the house. He's 18 now, so you can kick him out. It's not like he does much around the house anyway. In fact, from what you tell me, he doesn't do anything! And he's a big reason why it's such a wreck in the first place."

Melissa thought about it. Yeah, she guessed she could kick him out, but she would never. No matter how little he did, or how mean he was to her. Luke was still her little baby. She could still remember the bright, funny, peppy kid he used to be, even with him being the total opposite of that now.

"Lisa, that's a great idea, but I couldn't... He's my little boy. I can't just..."

"I'm going to stop you right there, Melissa. No one said you HAVE to throw him out of the house. You just have to make it seem like you would. And that little boy of yours isn't so little anymore. And he grew up to be some real piece of work too. You told me how those two friends of his are always eyeing you up. Tell me, don't you think Luke does the same to other girls he's around? With the way he disrespects you, his own mother, I can only imagine how he treats other women."

Melissa swallowed at that thought. His friends were true pigs, they really were. She could tell from the moment she met them. And if Luke hangs out with these boys... Well, he must share some similarities with them. She shuddered at the thought.

"Okay, say I do hit him with that ultimatum. Who's to say he doesn't call my bluff and refuse? And who's to say he doesn't just walk out and stay with one of his friends. I don't want to lose him, Lisa. I can't..." Melissa says, as tears start to well up in her eyes.

"Shh... there, there Melissa," Lisa says, rubbing her friends back. An evil grin appeared on her face. "Sometimes you've got to show a little bit of tough love to show someone you care. And that Luke of yours needs a whole lot of it. And as for your little concern, I think I have a solution, though it is a little unorthodox."

"What do you suggest?" Melissa asks sniffling.

Lisa fishes into her bag and pulls out a small pink silicone device. "Ever heard of a chastity cage?"

"Chastity cage? You don't mean..."

"Oh yes I do, Melissa! You lock up his little member and he will do anything you say! A lot of women use this with their significant others. It makes them more submissive, and keeps their sex drive at a high at all times. But it doesn't have to be used sexually. It could be used as a punishment as well! And this is more than a fitting punishment for that unruly son of yours."

This was all so much for Melissa. In theory, it made sense, but was she really going to lock her son's penis in that cage? He'd hate her for it! May never forgive her! And she tried telling Lisa as much, but she wasn't having it.

"Listen, girl, I'm sorry to tell you this but your son is a misogynistic, lazy asshole, who does nothing with his life except smoke weed and disrespect women. That $5,000 will do so much for you, and locking your son up may be the only way he agrees to put his best foot forward for the costume contest. Plus, with him locked up, you can start teaching him some manners and the right way to treat others, especially women. Man, if he could only live as a woman for a day or two, his attitude would change... drastically... Wait a second, Melissa, I think I have the perfect idea on not only how to win that costume contest, but how to change your son's view on life forever."

Intrigued, Melissa leaned in to listen close as her phone rang.

"Hmm, a random number. Let me take this real quick, Lisa. Don't go anywhere."