Chapter 1 - Junior reporter on the job!
Jimmy ran the brush through his shoulder length hair one more time and stepped back to admire himself in the full length mirror. The wig looked good. It was the same wig he wore each time he dressed up. He took the cap off of the lipstick tube and applied a generous coating of the scarlet wax to his lips, and then blotted off the excess with a tissue.
He was ready. He pulled a light sweater over his blouse, careful not to snag it on his newly painted long nails, picked up his purse and set out from his apartment. He remembered to sway his hips as he walked in the two inch open toed heels, the rhythm coming back to him naturally.
In all of his adventures with Superman, Jimmy had been through many startling transformations - a porcupine boy, a giant space turtle boy, a werewolf, a vampire... he HAD been a vampire, hadn't he? He had been through so many bizarre changes that it was hard to remember them all.
But his favourite transformation was this simple one, when he took a couple of hours to become his feminine alter ego. It had started as a necessity a couple of years ago - to convince Perry White to hire him back at his job he had disguised himself as "Leslie Lowe." Then he had become "Jackie Oliver" in order to pick a new leader for his fan club. Most recently, just a half year ago, he had gone undercover as "Julie Ogden" a chorus girl in order to catch local gang boss, "Big" Monte McGraw.
But along the way, Jimmy had found that he liked the feel of the silk panties, the garter belts and the hose on his legs. He liked the scent of the lipsticks, and how the eye shadow set off his green eyes. He got an erotic thrill dressing up and then slowly disrobing so that he only wore the hose and garters, slowing masturbating his cock as he watched the pretty girl in the mirror languidly smoke a cigarette.
Even now as he hurried down the sidewalk to the cab stand in front of the nearby hotel, his cock was fully erect in his panties. Fortunately he had put on tight panties and a loose skirt so that no one would notice a bulge when he arrived for the interview. Perhaps he should have jerked off before leaving, but he had run out of time. He had almost forgotten to paint his toenails! When he got home tonight, after getting the job - THEN he could lube up and slowly bring himself off!
His momentary reverie was broken by the wolf whistles from the construction site. Men were such animals! He LOVED the attention! His cock felt as if it would burst!
While Jimmy now wore panties and stockings most of the time when he was at home, he rarely wore them under his work clothes. He could not predict when he would have some bizarre adventure with Superman and his outer clothing could burst open to reveal his feminine attire.
However, Jimmy did dress up and go out in drag a couple of times a month. Usually he took cabs to transvestite bars in the seamier part of Metropolis. There he either found women to chat to, or sometimes let men buy him drinks. He even danced with those men occasionally, and was turned on by the naughty suggestions that they whispered in his ears as their stiff erections pressed against his thigh!
But it never went further than that. Oh yes, when he got home after such evenings, he would freshen his lipstick and then excitedly wank off and spurt his cream on the mirror as he admired what a sexy bitch he was; but up to this point anyway, he had never had the urge to share his passion more intimately with someone else. Well actually, he had to admit that the urge was there. He was curious as to what it would feel like to have another man's cock in his hands, and on his lips. But he knew that he needed to be discrete and so had resisted, so far.
In the back of the taxi, Jimmy took a compact out of his mirror and checked his makeup. It was fine. He lit up a cigarette. He was normally repulsed by smokers but as a woman he found the act of smoking to be damn sexy, and it helped to calm his nerves. He stubbed out the cigarette as the taxi arrived at his destination.
When he had last cross-dressed for work purposes, it was Jimmy's undercover work that had led to "Big" Monte McGraw going to jail. Unfortunately, Monte's lawyers had been sharp and it had only been a couple of his hired thugs who had been convicted of more serious crimes. Still, Monte McGraw was off the streets for 2 to 4 years. But that hadn't stopped him from running his gang through his brother "Little" Danny McGraw.
Jimmy's sources had told him that Danny was interviewing for a new secretary this afternoon. He had gotten the word only three hours ago and had rushed home to prepare himself to come in drag and interview for the position. Jimmy was sure that he could doll himself up enough that he would be a shoe-in for the job. Once he was in Danny's offices, it would take him only a couple of days to get the evidence to put Danny in a cell beside his brother.
As Jimmy walked through the front door of the small office building, a hoodlum lounging on the corner quickly entered a phone booth and made a call. "He's here. He just went in the building. He'll be upstairs in a minute."
The ride up the elevator was brief. Jimmy remembered to sway his hips as he opened the door to the suite at the end of the hallway. He took one step inside, looked around for five seconds, and then quickly left and took the elevator back downstairs. On the street he quickly fumbled in his purse for a cigarette. Once it was lit, he hurried down the street, trying to hail a taxi and get him out of there!
Guido saw Jimmy leave and hurried upstairs. He brushed past the several women waiting in the outer office and barged into Danny's inner office. "What happened"
"I don't know," said Danny. "Olsen took two steps inside the door, looked around and then skedaddled!"
"It was definitely him, right?" asked Guido.
"It was definitely Olsen. Same dumb looking wig - I can't figure out how Monte was fooled. But also, the stupid jerk was still wearing that dumb Superman watch of his!"
"So what made him run off?"
"I don't know. I was sure he would show up dressed like a dame, when we put out the word that I needed a skirt! Maybe he didn't like the competition? Get rid of the other girls and we'll just have to hope he comes back later, or tomorrow. Monte really wants to get his revenge on that guy. But we got to get him inside the door for longer than thirty seconds!"
Chapter 2 - A more clever disguise
Jimmy's heart was thumping hard in his chest. He had indeed been scared off by "the competition". There were five other gals in the waiting room, all of them gorgeous. How could he possibly get Danny to pick him, when he would have been the plainest Jane there!
So how COULD he get hired? Well, he could always ask Lois to do this for him. She was more beautiful than any of the women back there. But no, Jimmy wanted to bring McGraw's criminal empire to its knees all on his own.
