Lucy Tries on her Uniform

"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. 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? 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 pig-tailed 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?

"60 seconds, honey," his mother 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!"