Cat’s Out of the Bag

Melissa lay restless in bed thinking of her son-turned-daughter sleeping in the room opposite the adjoining bathroom. Her and Lisa had tucked the little one into bed the night before without a peep of protest from him. It's odd that he's taking it so well, she thought, but then immediately corrected herself. No, 'she.' She is taking it well. Lisa's right. I have to commit to the punishment.

Melissa and Lisa had picked out a light pink baby doll with a matching thong for Luke to wear. The nightwear was see-through and extremely feminine, and even at that, Luke had put up no fuss. He'd happily changed out of her schoolgirl-esque outfit and into the soft, girly pajamas. Melissa reflected on the conversation from the night before.

"Mommy, can you leave the room for a second?" Luke - who was, for all intents and purposes, 'Lucy' as well, or instead - had asked. "I have to ask Aunt Lisa something."

Melissa had been more than happy to oblige, but Lisa had spoken up before she could leave. "Oh no, pumpkin," she'd chided Lucy. "Whatever you have to tell me, you can tell her. She is your mother, after all." Lucy had remained visibly hesitant to say whatever it was that had been on her mind. "Do you want to talk about those cute boys you were flirting with at the mall?"

"Aunt Lisa!" Lucy had shrieked in embarrassment. Melissa had been surprised both to hear that her son-slash-daughter had been flirting with guys and how girly her voice had sounded already. Man, he really is taking this punishment in full stride - no, 'she!'

"Well, if not that, then what Lucy?" Aunt Lisa had pressed.

"And don't be embarrassed about flirting with boys," Melissa had chimed in, trying her best to fit the role Lisa had assigned to her. "All us girls did it at that age." While she'd still recognized the fundamental weirdness of it all, she'd found herself becoming increasingly open to playing up the "Mommy" role for her new daughter.

"It's not about that, Aunt Lisa," Lucy had replied. Melissa had noted that Lucy hadn't denied the accusation that she'd been flirting.

"It's just... remember that thing you gave me to help my hips move while walking... I was just wondering if... maybe..." Lucy had kept trying to be secretive, but Lisa had clearly decided that that wasn't going to happen.

"Oh no, baby," Lisa had replied, not letting Lucy finish her halting sentence. "We're keeping that cute little plug inside you. It suits you." The feminized man's cheeks turned a bright shade of red.

"Don't worry, honey," Melissa had said. "If you didn't want me to know you were plugged up, the cat is already out of the bag. When you showed off the panties you stole from me, I could see the indent of the plug clear as day." Lucy's face had turned even more red as she'd tried to hide it under the covers. "It's okay! I don't judge. I've never really been one for butt plugs, but if you find enjoyment from it, it's not hurting anybody." Lucy had dipped even lower, trying to find some kind of privacy under the watchful stares of both her "Mommy" and her aunt.

"Aww, she's so cute!" Lisa had exclaimed. "Now get some sleep, little one. I'm sleeping over, so tomorrow we're going to continue with your punishment bright and early. So you have that to look forward to." She'd given Lucy's head a kiss through the blanket. Melissa had done the same.

"Goodnight, baby," Mellisa had said. "I love you."

"I love you too, Mommy."