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Jimmy Olsen Shemale Bimbo Finale

Jimmy Olsen Shemale Bimbo Finale

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Hello luvvers,

Well, it has taken awhile for me to post the final chapter of this story. So many other stories just begged to be told! I hope you have enjoyed all of those as well.

I do have to give you a warning. This last part of the story is really for the comic nerds out there. It relies on things that happened in DC comics back in the mid-eighties. If you are such a nerd, I hope you enjoy. And if that is not you, well please bear with me. I hope you can enjoy too.

I have a fixation with Superman's red headed crossdressing pal. So I have written several other stories featuring him in various stages of sissiness. Please do search them out in my published works.

As always, please leave me feedback, whether you are finding this story the day after it is posted, or five years later. I always enjoy your comments.

I luv you all

Mistress Tawny

Jimmy Olsen - Shemale Bimbo

by Mistress Tawny Suede

Chapter 14 - Red Skies at Night, Gemmy's Delight!

Six weeks later.

Gemmy woke up and the first thing she did was reach for her cigarettes. She had to reach across the damp patch on the sheets where one of her lovers from the previous night had jerked off onto her face and his jizz had dripped down onto the sheets. It had been a huge load and only a couple hours ago, so it had not fully dried and crusted the sheets.

She lit the cigarette and inhaled, but these cigarettes were not the same as the ones Danny had originally given her to smoke. There was something missing. But she was glad to have the nicotine flowing into her blood stream.

She hopped into the shower and enjoyed the hot water hitting her body and washing off all of the sweat and cum from the previous night. She took her nipples in her fingers and twisted them, sending an electric chill through her body. She used both hands to raise her sizable jugs and made sure she washed them thoroughly. How had she ever lived without tits when she had just been regular Jimmy Olsen she mused to herself. Her hand reached down and slowly fisted her cock which became fully erect as she teased it.

She dimly remembered those days before she'd had Supergirl use the Kryptonian transmogrification machine on him, and given him a feminine body so that he could.... so that he could... it was hard to remember now why he had wanted her to change him. But she had. And he had gone to work for Little Danny McGraw as Gemmy in order to.... so that he could... darn, what had Jimmy's plan been?

Well it didn't matter. While he had been with Danny, he had become even more feminine. His body had developed more curves and his tits had grown. And grown. And grown.

And his mind had become dimmer. And dimmer. And dumber. Though of course, he just thought of this initially as playing a role, and later never realized that he really was now a dimwit.

Unbeknownst to Gemmy, Danny had known that Gemmy was actually Jimmy, and as part of a plan to humiliate the reporter, Danny had bought a couple of things from a group he knew as the Apocalypse Gang. Special gum had contained unique hormones which had flowed through Jimmy/Gemmy's body and feminized him further, making his breasts grow and softening his cock. And the cigarettes had slowly killed brain cells, which would never grow back, making the investigative reporter minutely dumber with every puff. But he had smoked a lot of them!

Danny's plan... well, actually the plan of his brother Big Monte McGraw, had been to humiliate the reporter and make it difficult for him to ever hold a job again. But Jimmy had given them a head start with his own transformation.

Jimmy had always enjoyed dressing in women's clothing and had made a few tentative forays out to transvestite bars and clubs. Despite having many wild and crazy adventures with Superman, when dressed he had never been brave enough to go beyond just flirting with men and the other girls at the bars. But once the machine had done its work on him, and he had real tits and a more feminine figure, he had yearned to take his dressing further. Little did he know that not only had the machine transformed his body, but in a bit of revenge for past transgressions, Supergirl had also ramped up Jimmy's libido, making it natural for him to want to be touched, and caressed and.... more.

The drugged cigarettes and gum had pushed him even further until Jimmy, now Gemmy, had become sexually insatiable, and too dumb to think of anything else.

When Danny had changed up Gemmy's cigarettes for fear that the reporter would become too dimwitted to follow simple instructions, he had let him keep the gum for a few more weeks so that Gemmy's titties grew even larger. But he had finally stopped providing the gum and without those drugs in her system, Gemmy's cock started to get hard again.

Gemmy loved her hard cock. She never had any desire to be a real girl, despite her dynamite looks and her big jugs. She loved looking like a girl and fucking like a girl. But she didn't need a pussy. She loved jerking her cock and shooting her spermies. And she absolutely fucking loved being fucked in the ass. How had pitiful Jimmy ever survived without feeling a hard cock sliding deep into his bowels!

Gemmy especially loved it when Danny fucked her. She could no longer remember what had led her to his office in the first place. But after blowing him daily and having him praise her cock-sucking, she had become fixated on the little gangster. And when finally Danny had fucked her (though his brother Big Monte had done it first), she knew that she needed this man in her life forever.

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Danny had moved her out of her apartment into this smaller room, located above the Badaboom Room, a strip club he owned in a seedy part of Metropolis. She had thought he was moving her into his home, so that they could be together all of the time. But no, the move had been more practical. Danny had no intention of leaving his wife, but wanted Gemmy to be more accessible whenever he wanted to fuck her, and also so that she could start earning him income by stripping at night at the ground floor club.

Danny had spent money getting her tattooed and having her nipples pierced. She loved it when she was bouncing up and down on a man's cock and he reached up and pulled on her nipple rings! Fuck that was so good!

Gemmy kept her day job at the Daily Planet, supposedly filling in for her "brother" Jimmy Olsen, while he was away on a secret assignment. But now that she was "two" dumb to type or proof read, Gemmy was nominally the assistant to Perry White's secretary, Agnes Krump. Gemmy actually spent her days sucking and fucking various staff members including Perry White himself. Danny had secreted a secret camera in Gemmy's purse and had video evidence of Perry fucking Gemmy several times and was using the information to blackmail Perry into not running any stories about his criminal activities.

Gemmy did not know about this and was miffed at Danny for making her go to that horrid office. She would much rather go to the hair salon or tanning salon, or just hang around the neighbourhood where some guy might whistle at her and perhaps take her back to her room and fuck her.

Gemmy loved being fucked. Gemmy loved sucking cock. Gemmy loved being girly and being adored, even though she was technically a man.

Gemmy was the only girl with a cock who was dancing and stripping at the Badaboom Club. At first the patrons did not know what to make of her, but she was so gorgeous that they forgave this small defect and showered her with small bills and larger bills for lap dances. She was so popular she was soon the headliner at the club and they had hired a couple other chicks with dicks. After she was done dancing for an evening, she had many men eager to follow her up to her room and lay down cash to fuck her between her large jugs, and to fuck her ass.

Oh life was so hard for a big titty, big dick, girl!

And then the day came when everything changed.

Over the past couple of weeks Gemmy had noticed that the sky was red all the time, well, when it wasn't night. She never read the newspapers, even the Daily Planet, but she heard everyone talking in a panic about the end of the world and that all of the superheroes were in a desperate fight with some all powerful being!

One day Lois Lane came up to her in tears and told her that Supergirl was dead! Killed by some creature known as the Anti-Monitor. She dragged Gemmy to the office lunch room and berated her. "With Supergirl gone, she can't program the transmogrifier to change you back!"

"Why would I want to change back? Why would I want to be boring Jimmy again?" Gemmy asked Lois as she lit a cigarette. The office was non-smoking, but somehow Perry and the other men in the office let her get away with smoking! "You think I want to get rid of these?" Gemmy said, hefting her sizable tits in her hands. "Why would I want to get rid of my gorgeous face, or my nice thick ass! Fuck Lois, if you had a body like mine, you could have Superman or any other man you wanted!"

"If Superman was here right now, I'd get on my knees and take his cock in my mouth, and he wouldn't stop me! He'd jam that cock all the way down my throat, and then throw me on this table and fuck my fuckable ass! Hey, where are you going?" shouted Gemmy as Lois stalked out of the room. But then she was distracted as Steve Lombard from GBS looked in and waggled a finger, and Gemmy followed him to the supply closet where she did what she always did with a man. First she sucked his cock, then she bent over and presented her ass for a good fucking!

Life was so wonderful. Until it got so confusing!

It was a Crisis! THE Crisis! Earth's died! Earth's collided! Heroes died! Heroes merged. People... merged. In the collapse of the multiverses, there remained only one Earth. Not Earth-1. Not Earth-2. Not Earth-Prime. Just Earth. And all of the multiples of an individual merged into one. Just one Lois Lane. Just one Perry White.

The only persons who were spared, or had a memory of the past multiple Earths were the heroes who fought the Anti-Monitor, and survived.

And Gemmy Olsen. The transmogriphier had altered Jimmy's DNA, his cellular signature. When all the Jimmy Olsens of all the multiple Earths merged into one, Gemmy Olsen was not one of those. Gemmy Olsen survived.

Of course, she knew none of this.

It was a Monday. Noon time or so. Gemmy awoke. She looked around. Her room had subtly changed, but she could not place a long nailed finger on what was different. When she had freshened and went down the back stairs, the alleyway was cleaner than she had ever seen it before. She was puzzzled to see that overnight the club had changed its name from the Badaboom Room, to the Baddabing Room. Why had Danny changed the sign?

She grabbed a cup of coffee and made her way over to the Daily Planet. Her heels clack clack clicked on the pavement as her hips swayed. She smoked as she walked and felt her dick swell deliciously in her panties. God she loved the nicotine rush! She giggled as she realized what big words she was using. Her large tits swayed under her blouse. She had decided not to wear a bra today. Perry loved grabbing her bare tits while fucking her over his desk!

When she entered the Daily Planet building she did not notice that the GBS signage was no longer above the doorway. She took the elevator up to the Daily Planet offices. The office was now so much brighter and they had rearranged all of the desks. She stopped short when everyone turned to look at her. Yes, people usually stopped to stare when a big titted gorgeous redhead entered the room, but this... this was different. They didn't seem to recognize her.

Ten minutes later, Gemmy rushed out onto the street below. No one in the office had recognized her. Not Perry White or Lois Lane. Perry had never heard of Agnes Krump. Everyone had looked so much younger than they had last week. And when she had gone upstairs to find Steve Lombard, the entire GBS television station was gone! What the fuck was going on?

Gemmy was significantly dimmer than she had been when Supergirl had first transformed Jimmy. She had never noticed getting dumber and did not realize now that she had ever been smart. Who cared about smarts? With a gorgeous body and a nice cock, she made a good living, and Danny took care of him, whenever he could get away from his bitch of a wife!

Gemmy wandered around for a couple of hours. Occasionally a man would approach her and Gemmy would go into an alley with him, or back to his car. She put a few hundred dollars in her purse by sucking or getting her ass fucked. Life was wonderful!

She wandered back to her apartment and slept for a couple of hours. When it was time for her shift dancing at the club, she wandered downstairs. But... it wasn't a strip club anymore. What? How? It was just a sleazy dive bar. The guy behind the bar had never heard of Danny McGraw, or Big Monte. He told Gemmy she was welcome to work as a waitress but she had to split any tips with him, and if she was looking to make some extra money by hooking, he didn't want it happening on the premises. He didn't seem to know she was living upstairs.

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She was going to have to find some place else to live. The only way she was going to make money was dancing at a strip club where the patrons appreciated her enhanced assets, or on her back. Well on her knees too, but she made more on her back. And much as she loved sucking cock, she really like getting fucked! She no longer needed Danny or any other man telling her what to do. She might not be bright, but she could figure this much out!

The city was suddenly so unfamiliar. What had once been a slum was suddenly a sports stadium. What was once a well to do neighbourhood was now full of crack allies. She had to explore the city and learn where the sex clubs were and find an apartment there.

A week later as she crossed the city she was near the Daily Planet building and she spotted Clark Kent and Lois Lane going into the building. She missed having friends, even ones who had turned their back on her, and then no longer remembered her. There was a third person with them, a young red headed man. There was something familiar about him. Something tugged at her, made her follow him as he headed off on his own. Somehow she knew.... she knew that he had been sent off to buy coffees, to Saul's Diner two blocks away. As she had been sent, a life time ago, when s/he had been an office boy.

She knew then that this young man was Jimmy Olsen. This was him... her. Somehow in this world that had forgotten Gemmy Olsen, there as a new Jimmy Olsen. She followed a dozen steps behind, cigarette in hand, large tits ballooning her tank top, tall heels clacking on the sidewalk. She stopped and gazed in the window of the diner and watched as the young man ordered the coffees, and then got himself a donut and sat at a table waiting for the order, getting powdered sugar on his green jacket, just as she... he... had always done in the past.

She went in and slid into the booth across from the youth. She watched Jimmy's eyes bulge wide open as an obvious hooker sat across from him!

"What... why...?" stuttered the youth.

"Don't worry sweet cheeks. I'm not going to bite. Unless you want me to!" Gemmy grinned at the confused lad. She reached her hand out to touch his, but as her hand was just an inch away, a spark of electricity leaped between their fingers and shocked them both.

"Ow!" exclaimed Jimmy.

"Wow" muttered Gemmy. She wasn't bright enough to know what had happened, but she did know that it had something to do with the two of them being the same person, sort of. She wondered what would happen if she took him home and had him fuck her. Would they short out the entire city, or maybe just burn themselves up? Best not to try it.

"Who... who are you?" Jimmy stuttered again.

"I think we're related." she told him. "If you look closely, do you see any resemblance?"

"No. No not really. No wait. Yes, our eyes are the same colour and the nose... the shape." The young man said. "You're very beautiful."

"Thanks." Gemmy said. She knew she could not stay here long. She reached under the table and fiddled under her skirt. "You know I wasn't very pretty a few years ago. I... I was a lot like you."

"I don't understand. Why are you telling me this? Why are you talking to me?" Jimmy asked.

Gemmy reached out her hand with something balled in it. "Take this," she said. "But don't look until you are out of here."

"What is it?"

"Something you are going to need. Very soon I imagine." And then she hurried out the door.

Puzzled, Jimmy put whatever it was into his pocket. He grabbed the coffees and danish and headed back to the office.

He didn't remember the object in his pocket until he got back to his apartment that evening when he hung up his jacket in the closet. He used two fingers to remove the lacy object. It was the woman's panties. She had removed her panties while sitting across from him and had given them to him. Why?

He held them up. They were soft, silky, and they felt so nice. He brought them to his nose. They smelled of her perfume, and of something else. He sniffed them. They smelled very nice. He held them against his nose and inhaled her strong odour, only then realizing that there were damp spots. He could not help himself. He licked at the wet spots tasting the woman's flavour. Sweet. Nice.

He wandered into his bedroom and took off his clothes. Almost as if in a trance, he pulled the panties up his legs. They fit him. They felt good. Soft. Smooth. His cock got hard and he left his own wet spot on the material. He looked in his full length mirror and thought that the pink panties looked very nice on him. His bulge grew more prominent and he slowly started to jerk himself, and then pulled his dick more frantically until he shot his load. Just as he did, he pulled the panties back over the head of his cock and captured his cum in the panties. He then spread the cum around the front. At first warm, and then cool, he loved the feel of his goo spreading across his groin. And he loved how it looked in the panties.

Her panties. Now his panties.

He knew he would have to buy more of his own.

Gemmy found another apartment for herself. She found a club to dance in. She found many men to fuck her. She had lived many years hiding her need to crossdress. But now, she was who she was meant to be. A shemale bimbo for cock.

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