Chapters tagged crossdressing

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

"It started out as a joke," the ginger-haired young man said, as he led Lois out into the crowded bar, and down a dark stairwell. The steps were sticky, and the reporter didn't want to touch the rails. "One of my girlfriends dared me to come down here—she thought it would be hot...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"Now purse your lips...see? It just takes a little practice," Lois Lane said as Jimmy stared at the bathroom mirror, his freckled face now adorned with bright pink lipstick. "I think I can taste it," he said. "That happens," Lois said. Instinctively, she smoothed back his hair....

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

Out of the lady's room. Belly up to the bar. Lois Lane had lifted Jimmy's wallet when she took his pants, and the redhaired sissy didn't utter a peep when she took his money out to buy a couple of cocktails. Lois had a double vodka. Jimmy had a sex on the beach. "Miss Lane," he...

by Zeebop

Chapter 10

The reporter flashed a wicked grin. Jimmie Olsen was about as tall as she was...slender build...girlish ass... "Okay 'Jaimie'," Lois couldn't withhold her smile. "Strip." "M-Miss Lane!" He protested weakly...but Lois was already stripping out of the remains of her clothes. Aish...

by Zeebop

Chapter 11

Aisha led the way. Lois kept "Jaimie" close at and, elbows locked. In the Lois' clothes and with a bit of makeup, the reporter thought "she" looked no worse than many slightly tomboyish lesbians on the streets of Metropolis...but would it pass downstairs? Out of the bathroom, do...

by Zeebop

Chapter 12

The great paw pointed at Lois Lane—and strangely, the reporter was relieved. While she wasn't used to exposing herself in public, she was the only one of the three with natural breasts. Pulling open Jimmy's shirt, Lois exposed her small, pale breasts. "Satisfied?" She said. Or...

by Zeebop

Chapter 13

Blue lights. That's what struck Lois first. Subdued lighting that illuminated, but gave everything that strange pallor. Women at tables, at the bar. Some were in suits, little different from what Lois was wearing, some in dresses or club wear, a few in bondage gear, corsets and h...

by Zeebop

Chapter 14

"Aisha," Lois said. "Why don't you take Jamie and grab a table?" The bartender's left eyebrow flickered—but she just grabbed a glass and started wiping it. A true professional, keeping her hands busy. No doubt she had her own license... _Or does she?_ Lois thought, eyes narrowi...

by Zeebop

Chapter 15

"Jamie" was looking glassy-eyed ten minutes later, when Lois noticed the bartender leave the safety of the bar. Sweat sheened bluely on the exposed skin of the woman's neck in the odd subdued lighting of the bar, the black ponytail whisked back and forth. On the staged, a man's b...

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Chapter 16

"The owner is named Blaze," the bartender said quickly. "She's got some kind of boot camp going downstairs. Recruiting women to learn how to dominate and feminize men." "Feminize?" Lois said. She eyes Jimmy Olsen, who had his knees together, the reporter's panties around his kne...

by Zeebop

Chapter 17

Jimmy Olsen gulped as he pulled up his panties. It felt so weird, his slim legs squeezed into Miss Lane's tight pants, her bra on his flat chest. He still didn't know how he felt about how she ordered him around, or when she had stuck her tongue up his butt... A blush burned acr...

by Zeebop

Chapter 18

They stepped from light into darkness. Jimmy squeezed Lois Lane's hand as they walked forward, the reporter leading, into a darkened room. The door slid shut behind them...and then they was no light at all. "Welcome, Lois Lane," a voice spoke from the darkness. It was a female v...

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Chapter 22

Jimmy Olsen was in a dress again. Which wouldn't normally be a problem. His closet had a revolving door. Genderqueer, or genderfluid; Lois had never asked the details. The problem was that he was at the height of femme today...and that was making things very, very hard for Lois...

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Chapter 12

Maria didn't say anything for a moment. Her face had an oddly worried expression. Finally, she confessed the question that consumed her: "So like, this guy...what color's his hair? Because I was thinking...I'd like a redhead..." Lois sighed and brought the blunt to her lips. So...