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Robin and Jimmy Olsen - Part 5 Jimmy gets fired - Jamie takes charge by Tawny Suede Jamie Olsen hated Mondays, because on Monday morning she had to go back to being boring Jimmy Olsen after having spent all of the weekend as Jamie! Sunday evening had been disappointing. As usual she had been out on her street corner on the stroll. Last night she had chosen to look extra trampy, wearing torn stockings, her five inch heels, and her black leather shorty shorts and bra set. But it had drizzled rain all evening and so she had only had two johns all evening. One had been a quick blow job in the guy's car in an alley. The second guy had actually been good looking and was not self conscious about picking up a sissy hooker on a street corner. He had paid for the by-the-hour hotel room and had actually been interested in kissing Jamie and fondling her boyclittie before he bent her over the table in the room and had rammed his nice sized dick up her asspussy! Jamie had been so desperate for that cock up her ass that she had almost offered to let him fuck her for free - until she remembered that her titty kitty was still a long way from its target! As Jamie showered, she rinsed off the previous night's sweat and then used her fingers to make sure that her boy pussy was thoroughly clean. She slid two fingers inside herself and groaned as her dicklette sprang to instant erection. She giggled as she scrubbed away the last remnants of her weekend - the slutty makeup and the bit of cum that had crusted in her hair. Looking in the mirror she was pleased to see that the tint in her hair was still holding - her hair was still a bolder red than her natural colour. Despite having to dress in boy clothes for the day, she still powdered herself after she had throughly dried off. In the mirror she looked disappointedly at her small titties. Months of hormones had not gotten her much more than an A cup set of tits. Yes, the hormones had also smoothed her skin and made her emotions much more feminine, but she longed for larger breasts. Not for herself, of course! Oh, no! She was happy to be a boy. She loved being a boy. Or rather, she loved being a sissy boy. Well, MAN, if truth be told, since she had turned 23 just a couple months back. She loved shooting her girly juices from her cockette. She never wanted to give up her willie! She loved being girly though. She loved being a sissy and wanted to please a man in anyway she could. She loved looking in the mirror and seeing vestiges of her male self there. But she longed to be even more girly. She wanted softer skin, a cute kissable nose, a big round ass for a man to hold on to as he fucked her ass hard. She did not need tits. Boys did not have tits. But sissies had tits because tits were what pleased a man. After a few years of adventures with the Big Blue Cheese, after being turned into porcupine boys, a genie and all kinds of weird creatures, after going undercover to get the biggest scoops for the Daily Planet, Jimmy Olsen had realized that he loved most those simple adventures when he had crossdressed for one reason or another. And so he had begun dressing in women's clothing at home more and more, and then had started venturing out to transvestite bars. Thank god she had discovered that her friend Robin - well, formerly Dick - was also a mincing sissy. Robin had given up crime fighting and only wanted to service men's cocks now - the true calling of a sissy. They had been best friends before, but now they were best sissy friends forever! But Jamie was SO jealous of Robin. Robin now had a nice pair of firm titties, the result of implants bought by her sometime boyfriend Ollie, just before he had lost all of his millions. It had been several weeks since Jamie and Robin had gone out on their most recent double date. Jamie really hoped the two sissies could get together again soon for a bit of fun just between the two of them. Jamie looked at the clock - she only had an hour before she was supposed to be at her desk, looking as mannish as she could manage these days. But that was only on the outside. She refused to be any more masculine than she had to be. She pulled on black panties and squirmed at how tight they felt on her dicklette. She then pulled on dark stockings which would not be noticed under her icky boy pants. But running her hands up and down her stockinged legs made her dicklette throb. She tried to ignore the sensation as she pulled up her pants. She put on a white blouse that she was sure could pass as a man's shirt, except that the buttons were on the wrong side. Last she pulled on her green checked sports jacket and bowtie. But when she looked in the mirror she was horrified at how butch she looked. Perhaps..... yes... Just a small amount of eye shadow... the faintest hint. And a spray of perfume. If anyone asked, she would say it was cologne. Looking in the mirror, she realized that it was hard to look as masculine as she once had. The hormones had subtly changed her body shape, and the jacket no longer fit as it once had. Plus the tweezed eyebrows, and the studs in her ear piercings..... She needed to calm down so she grabbed the package of cigarettes out of her Jamie purse. Jimmy did not smoke but, as Jamie, she smoked a lot since it added to her sissy image, especially when she was trying to be slutty, working her corner. She really needed a ciggie though, to calm her nerves. So she grabbed a lipstick from her purse and coated her lips. She lit the cigarette and inhaled the smoke. That felt SO good she thought. She smiled at the sight of the lipstick on the filter. So sexy!. When she finished the cigarette, she wiped off the lipstick. It was time for Jimmy to go to work. When Jimmy arrived at the office he went first to the coffee machine and poured a cup of coffee into a china mug, then hurried to his desk. Most of his work lately had involved cleaning up stories of other reporters for publication, rather than his own investigations. The city editor, Perry White, seemed reluctant to send Jimmy out on assignments these days. Jimmy waggled his fingers in greeting at his two friends, Lois and Clark, as he passed their desks. Clark looked up briefly, then shook his head sadly and returned to his work. Lois frowned at Jimmy then pointed at his mug. Jimmy looked at the mug and then blushed with embarrassment as he saw lipstick marks on the edge of the mug. He obviously had not cleaned his lips as well as he thought. He hurried to the washroom and gave his face another good cleaning. When he returned to his desk, Lois smiled at him. Jimmy checked his computer and found it strange that there were no articles or other material in his list of items for editing. Nothing at all. He reviewed the material for other staff and found they all had more than enough work - but his list was empty. The reason why, soon became apparent. Perry White stuck his head out of his office door and bellowed, "Olsen, get in here!" "Right away, Chief!" responded Jimmy automatically, and just as automatically White replied, "Don't call me Chief!" When Jimmy got into the editor's office, Perry was seated and pointed to the chair opposite. Jimmy sat, but in an effeminate manner, keeping his knees together, and pointed to the side. "I'll get straight to the point, Jimmy!" said Perry. "Management has decided to let you go. As of this moment, you are no longer an employee of the Planet!" "What?" cried Jimmy. "But Chief. Why?" "Why? Why? Heck, Jimmy, there are more than fifteen citations and complaints in your file from just the last two weeks for lewd and immoral behaviour around the office! Add to that the fact that no one wants to work with you, and any work that you DO do has to be redone by someone else!" "Jimmy. I'm really sorry for you. I can't believe that these... these changes you've been going through have been your own choice. I put the blame on Superman. I feel that letting you pursue all of these cockamamie adventures with him has done something to your mind! I wish you would let him examine you, and find out what has gone wrong!" "Nothing has gone 'wrong' chief!" cried Jimmy. "I've just discovered who I truly am. I try not to let it affect my work..." "Well it has Jimmy, and your work is unsatisfactory enough for management to decide that we are better off without you, and you are better off elsewhere!" "But... but Perry.. What am I going to do for money?" "That is not our problem, Jimmy. Perhaps George Taylor over at the Star will hire you. Or maybe you'll have to get a job as a waiter. For fuck sake, do something... anything other than what I hear you've been doing on Roosevelt street for a "second job" at night!" Jimmy was taken aback to think that his nocturnal extracurricular activities had become common gossip at the Planet! "Out of respect for your past work, I am not going to have you escorted from the building. You can clean out your desk and leave on your own. But I want you out of here in one hour. Come back on tomorrow afternoon and I will have your final cheque, including vacation pay, ready for you!" "But Chief!" cried Jimmy. And he really did cry. Tears welled up in his eyes and he buried his head in his hands, sobbing. Lois came in from the outer office and led Jimmy back to his desk. Everyone in the newsroom watched as the effeminate man sobbed at his desk. Finally Jimmy pulled himself together and began putting his personal possessions in a cardboard box. Clark and Lois both tried to console him. But neither was showing much sympathy for his predicament. Clark said, "Please Jimmy, let us have someone examine you. It doesn't have to be Superman if you don't want. Just a good doctor who can..." "You don't understand," said Jimmy. "Even if there IS something wrong with me, I don't want to be 'cured!' I LIKE who I am! I LIKE being ME! And if you can't accept that, you aren't my friends!" "Fuck this! Fuck all of you!" he cried. He took the box and threw it on the floor. "I don't want any of this stuff. Those things are memories of who I was, not who I am! To hell with you all!" He grabbed his jacket off the back of the chair and started to put it on, then stopped. That jacket represented all that was wrong with his life. He threw it on the floor and stomped away, but then stopped and picked it back up. He searched the pockets and retrieved a lipstick, pack of cigarettes and lighter. Outside the Planet building he hailed a taxi to take him home. It was expensive, but he needed to get home as soon as possible. The cabbie was surprised, looking in the rear view mirror, to see the young man apply a coat of lipstick to his lips, then light a cigarette and inhale deeply. At home, Jimmy immediately went to his apartment and took all of his boy clothes and tossed them into trash bags. The bags immediately went down the garbage chute. Jimmy Olsen was no more. Only Jamie Olsen remained! It was only a little after noon, but Jamie was exhausted. She had stripped off her shirt and pants and thrown them out with the rest of her boy clothing. Dressed in just her stockings and panties, she slipped into bed and cried herself to sleep. She awoke just as the sun was going down. The sleep had helped. Putting distance from the traumatic event had helped. She knew what would make her feel even better. She tossed back the covers and arched her back. Her erect dicklette needed relief. She reached into her bedside table and reached for the lube and her kryptonite dildo. Well, it wasn't real kryptonite. But when she had seen the thick dark green eight inch dildo in the sex shop a couple months back, that is exactly what had come to her mind, and she had bought it instantly. A couple dollops of lube on her fingers, pushed into her asspussy, and then she placed the thick head of the fake cock at her anal ring and slowly eased it inside. All the men complimented her on having a nice tight pussy, but she had been fucked so many times that she was able to easily accept any cock, real or fake, without any resistance. She moaned as she pushed the green dick deeper. Each time she fucked herself with the thick cock, she imagined that it was Superman who was fucking her. Ever since she had become attracted to men, or more accurately to men's cocks, she had yearned for her super pal to fuck her. She longed to have his hard cock deep inside her sissy pussy. Oh why, wouldn't he fuck her! Jamie changed positions. She slammed the base of the dick against the wall about three feet above the floor. The suction cup at the end held it firmly in place, and she slid her ass back onto the delightful rubber dick. Now she could wiggle her hips and sink the entire length into her anal sheath. When her ass cheeks hit the wall, she knew she had taken its full length up her ass! She pounded her ass back and forth on the rubber dick. It felt so good. In her mind, she pictured Kal-el gripping her hips and ramming his cock in and out of her love canal. Oh, it felt so fucking good. Jamie grabbed her nipples and pinched them, sending another thrill through her body. Her turgid dickie was bouncing around, precum drooling. Then... yes... there... that spot right there.... oh yes, she found the right way to thrust her ass so that the cock slid along her prostate delightfully and suddenly her sissy goo shot from her prick head. She gasped and emitted short sharp feminine shrieks as her jism flew onto her carpet! Oh, that had been so fucking good. But this sissy needed much more cock! She had no job to go to in the morning. She could hunt cock all night if she wanted to. And, she did want to! Eleven pm. Jamie walked out of her apartment and waited for the elevator to take her down. As the door opened she thought, shit! Standing in the elevator was old Mrs. Watson from the tenth floor. Despite the slutty clothes and heavy makeup, she recognized Jamie. "May the Lord have mercy on you, young man! But I won't! I'm reporting you to the superintendent, again!" Outside, Jamie got into the front seat of the cab that was waiting for her. Jose had driven her home from the stroll many times in the past. They had an arrangement. Jamie lowered the zipper on Jose's trousers, and fished out his cock. She lowered her head and began to suck his cock as he drove through the light traffic. "Oh, that is good chica! If you were a real woman, I might leave my wife and marry your mouth!" Jamie bit down softly on Jose's cock and giggled. It was smaller than she preferred, but a cock was a cock, and a sissy took any opportunity she could find to please a hard dick. Jose moaned and swerved slightly as his dick pumped its gooey load into the boygirl's mouth! "We're here, sissy! Call me if you need a ride home, but you know the deal!" Jamie knew the deal. If she called Jose twice in the same night, he got a blow job for the first ride and he got to fuck her ass for free for the second. She had never called him three times in the same day, so she was not sure how she would pay that off! Jamie passed the bouncer at the door and walked into the club. It was filled with smoke and filled with men. Well, men and a lot of waitresses. Good looking sexy, and sex hungry, waitresses. More waitresses than would be expected. On the stage, a couple of gals were naked, bumping and grinding against each other, putting on a show for the punters. Jamie looked around but could not see Roscoe anywhere. She pouted in disappointment and walked to the bar. She lit a cigarette. Before she had even ordered, a man at the bar offered to buy her a drink and she gladly accepted. Jamie had originally planned to work her usual block of the stroll tonight. With no job, she was concerned about how to make ends meet. Looking at her bank books, she had seen that she had several thousand dollars in her "titty kitty" account, but that was for buying boobs. Her regular account was almost empty and she was reluctant to touch the boob money. So she needed to get out and earn some money. And what better way for a sissy to earn money than on the end of a man's dick! That money was supposed to go in the titty kitty, but a girl had to eat. But the trauma of the day had left her needy. Needy for cock, and needy for comfort. She needed to spend time with a friend, but Jamie had no friends. Jimmy could have called up Clark, or even Lois and spent time with them. But they had both made it clear that Jamie was not welcome. The one person she looked forward to seeing was Roscoe, who drove for Lex Luthor. Roscoe had been the only man to fuck her on a regular basis, even if it was just once a month when she went to visit Luthor. But Luthor had ended those visits and so she would never see Roscoe again. Except that Roscoe had mentioned that he came to this club a lot. So if she showed up, and just happened to bump into him..... Jamie accepted the drink and turned to talk to the man who bought it for her. He was not handsome. None of the men in the bar were handsome. They were mostly mean looking and thuggish. Oooo... a sissy's dream bar. Rugged men! Jamie did not really care what a man looked like. She was more interested in what his cock looked like - though she had never met a cock she didn't like! But she appreciated strong men because they had more stamina to fuck her for hours at a time! As the man talked to her, she knew he wanted in her panties. But she also realized that he thought she was a natural girl. As Jamie looked around, she saw many waitresses serving tables, but also noticed many taking men by the hand and walking through a door at the back of the bar, and saw many happy men returning! Jamie lay her hand on the man's arm, and then began to run her fingers up and down his forearm. He grinned and bluntly asked her how much it would cost to fuck her! Blunt and straight-forward. She liked that in a man. She took the man's hand and pushed all of his fingers down until just his middle finger was erect. She slid that finger between her lips and began to suck on it as if it was a cock. She saw him squirm uncomfortably, trying to accommodate his instant erection in his trousers. Then she took his hand and placed it on her groin, where he could feel her small erect dicklette in her panties. He looked at her in surprise, but grinned. "I don't care if you've got a dick or a pussy. You're a hot looking chick. So long as I can fuck your ass I want you baby! How much?" Jamie was delighted. "Five hundred dollars!" she said. "Five hundred? In this place? You've got to be joking!" the thug exclaimed. "I can get ten pussies for that money here!" "That was just my opening offer, sweetie," said Jamie, again sucking on the man's finger. "I really need to be fucked. A lot. I need big cocks, small cocks, white cocks, black cocks. I don't care what kind of cock, so long is it fucks my mouth or my asspussy, and squirts jism deep inside me!" "Meaning what?" "Five hundred bucks for you on your own, or if you can get seven other guys as well, I'll fuck you all for free. You just pay the house whatever it costs for us to get one of the rooms behind that door!" "God, you are a little jizz junkie, ain't you?" Jamie smiled and nodded. "Give me five minutes." said the bruiser, and he left Jamie at the bar. Immediately another man sat down and offered his finger to her mouth. She pointed at her empty glass. The new guy nodded to the bartender. The first guy was back in three minutes, with four ruffians following him. "I've got five other guys who are going to join us as soon as they finish their next poker hand. Is ten of us too many?" "Heavens no, darling!" purred Jamie. "Bring everyone! My ass cunt needs cock!" Five minutes later, Jamie was on all fours on a cheap bed in a cheap room in back of the club. Her stockings were even more torn than when she had walked in. Her blouse was open and her small tits were on view to all. In her mouth she had a large cock, which she eagerly gobbled on while her first cock of the evening slowing pushed deep into her poop chute! Oh, she was in bloody fucking heaven! Her panties had just been pulled to one side, exposing her hole enough for a cock to be shoved deep inside her. Her own dickie was still wrapped in the silky panties. It was fully erect and slid against the satiny material each time the cock thrust into her boypussy. Oh, sweet bliss, she thought, and her piss hole drooled her sweet precum! She eagerly lapped her tongue around the cock in her mouth and then bobbed her head vigorously up and down the dick. It was only moments before the man fucking her mouth cried out "Sweet Jesus! You have a hot mouth!" before he withdrew and unleashed several jets of hot jism across Jamie's face! She growled her disappointment. She wanted that scum in her belly. Her tongue flicked out to taste the delicious man juices as they slid down her face and past her mouth. But she wanted that cum in her mouth, where she could taste the sweet saltiness, and savour the gelatinous texture as she swirled it in her mouth, and then it swallowed it down into her hungry belly! The first cock in her mouth was replaced with another. She revelled in the meaty manly flavour of it as she eagerly set about sucking the scum from this darker cock. She moaned around the cock as the dick in her asspussy plunged deep, held firm and then exploded a hot stream of jism into her ass! Jamie released the cock in her mouth long enough to cry out," More! Give me more cock! Oh fuck, pound my ass!" She looked up and saw five men waiting their turn at her mouth or ass. "More! Get more men! I need a dozen fucking cocks! I want your hot scum in my belly!" She eagerly thrust her head back down on the cock in front of her and took it into her throat so that her nose nestled in the guy's pubic hair! Yes, this is what she needed, to forget her misery! She could lose herself in all the fucking and sucking. This is what a sissy needed. This is what SHE needed. She loved cock. To hell with Lois and Clark. To hell with sanctimonious Perry White and old Mrs. Watson. She was so glad she had thrown out her boy clothes. Jimmy Olsen was truly gone. Sunk to the bottom of a river of man jism, from which Jamie Olsen swam to the surface and survived - by drinking the entire river! Jamie did not care how it had happened. He just thought it was a natural progression from young boy, to curious man, to flaming sissy! Perhaps it was an alien virus, or a magic spell cast by one of Superman's enemies. But he did not care. SHE did not care! She cried out in joy as the wilting cock in her ass was replaced by a much thicker one. She grunted in pleasure as large hands gripped her boyish hips to steady her as the large ramrod slowly sank into her hot pleasure pit. This is where she belonged. She was a true sissy. Her one desire in life was for cock. As a sissy her one task in life was to bring pleasure to as many cocks as she could before she died a young but beautiful death. Her mission was to service cocks, all cocks! Jamie's trapped clitty spasmed and spewed her own delightful sticky goo when the next cock shot its load in her ass. She almost passed out from the intense pleasure. Then she did pass out briefly as the next cock in her mouth pushed so deep inside her that she could not get her breath. Her vision went black, and then she saw sparkly stars. She came to with the next cock nudging at her lips. She automatically opened her mouth and suckled on this next beautiful sausage, as a new hard cock slid easily into her ass, now squishy and slick from five or six loads of jism already deposited there. Jamie sighed in contentment. She had also taken three or four more loads of jism down her throat and two more on her face. She looked around and saw that she had at least eight men lined up for her ass, and three for her mouth. She mewed in delight. Oh it was so wonderful to be a sissy whore! But then there was a roar from the door and a large black man burst into the room! It was Roscoe! "Get out of here, all of you!" he cried. Several men grumbled about not getting their turn. Roscoe pulled at the man in Jamie's ass and his cock slid out just as he came, showering Jamie's back in hot jizz. Jamie sucked harder on the cock in her mouth, but this man pulled out quickly and ran when he saw Roscoe dislocate the shoulder of one of the other men who was slow to leave the room. "What the hell are you doing?" shouted Roscoe at Jamie. "I needed cock! I came looking for you and... and..." The room was now empty except for the two of them. "Do you know where you are, girl! Do you know who those men are? You didn't tell them your name, did you? Do you know what they would do to you if they found out who you are?" Jamie shook her head to all of the questions. Roscoe helped her pull her clothing together as best as she could and then led her out a back door. Roscoe helped her into the passenger seat of his large SUV, first putting down a towel to help absorb the cum that was running out of Jamie's well fucked ass. "Where do you live? Never mind, I know it!" said Roscoe. "Mr. Luthor had us keeping tabs on you in case you didn't show up for one of your sessions!" Jamie leaned her body against Roscoe's as he drove. Her big black lover had come to "rescue" her! She didn't need rescuing, but it was still nice to know he cared! "That club.... all those men.... those are the henchmen for most of the high profile criminals in Metropolis! Some work for the Prankster. Others for the Toyman. Heck half of them have worked for Luthor at times. And you helped Superman put a good number of them in jail more than once!" Jamie had thought some of the men looked familiar. But these days her mind thought in terms of cock, and so she just figured she had seen them while working her block of the stroll! Jamie reached her hand for Roscoe's groin, but he pushed it away. "I love you baby," she told Roscoe. "You just love my cock!" Jamie grinned slyly. "You know me too well!" she giggled. She then just rested her head against his large body as he drove. When they reached her apartment building, Jamie insisted that Roscoe come up to her apartment. While they waited for the elevator, Jamie could feel the cum still running out of her ass and down her leg. As soon as they were in the elevator, Jamie fell to her knees and began undoing Roscoe's belt. "God, Mr. Luthor sure did a number on your head, didn't he!" said Roscoe, grinning down at the red headed sissy. "What?" said Jamie, as she pulled the thick black snake out of Roscoe's trousers. "Nothing to worry your pretty little head about, princess!" said Roscoe patting Jamie's head. Just as Jamie wrapped her lips around the thick meaty head of Roscoe's dick, the elevator doors unexpectedly opened. Jamie heard a deafening shriek and turned her head, mouth full of black dick, to discover Mrs. Watson fainting to the floor beside Finster, the new superintendent of the building. Finster gasped and began to say something, but the elevator doors mercifully closed. Jamie sat back stunned. The elevator again stopped, this time at Jamie's floor. Roscoe helped Jamie to her feet. Inside the apartment, Jamie led Roscoe by the hand to her couch and pushed him down. She then planted her lips to his. His gigantic tongue invaded her mouth and for the next few minutes they kissed passionately. Jamie excused herself, telling Roscoe to make himself a drink if he wanted it, but to meet her in the bedroom in ten minutes. In the bathroom Jamie sat on the toilet and plopped out as much of the jizz from her ass as would come on its own. She then reached for a douche and proceeded to wash out her ass more thoroughly. She removed her makeup quickly and reapplied it, more gently, more seductively. She slipped on a largely transparent nightgown, turned off the light and made her way to the bedroom. Roscoe was laying on her bed, naked. Her eyes watered at the sight of his enormous body. Roscoe was a large man, a very large man. Not fat, but very husky and very muscular. Including the delicious stick of meat between his legs. Jamie actually drooled looking at Roscoe's incredibly thick and long cock. When Robin had bragged about the size of Ollie's cock and how she had to wear a large butt plug to help her accommodate the archer's cock when he fucked her, Jamie had just kept silent. She knew that no cock would be larger than Roscoe's, and she had seen this for herself on the night of the double date with Ollie and John. She knelt on the bed, beside Roscoe and ran her fingers along his dick as she kissed him hungrily. Much as Jamie adored being kissed by a strong man, the sissy who was once Superman's best pal craved Roscoe's large cock even more. When Roscoe spread his legs wide, Jamie inched her way down the bed and admired the thick long black cock that awaited her. She took the hard dick in her hand, but only to move it out of her way as she decided to first worship Roscoe's heavy ball bag. In proportion to his cock, Roscoe's nuts were huge. She had no hope of sucking either of the two monsters into her mouth. Instead she began kissing them and licking them, but ultimately she took her pleasure by simply pushing her nose hard against the sack and letting the leathery nutcase surround her face. She inhaled deeply of the salty musky tangy fragrance. Oh she so loved worshipping this man! She then worked her tongue up the length of the black dick until she reached the glistening black glans and worked her tongue around the crown. Roscoe squirmed as she reached his sweet spot and then marvelled as Jamie opened her mouth wide and took three inches of his cock into her mouth. Jamie bobbed her head vigorously up and down on the solid truncheon, but the girth was too much for her to be able to fit any more into her mouth. Deep throating Roscoe had never been an option. The black man's cock was just too wide for her mouth. But not for her ass. Jamie spun around and continued to suckle on the gorgeous dick, but now with her ass hovering above Roscoe's mouth. Roscoe took the hint, as he always did, and began licking at Jamie's rosebud. He probed with his tongue and fingers, loosening the sissy ex-reporter for what was to come. Roscoe was pleased that Jamie had cleaned up her ass before presenting it to him to eat. Jamie stopped her cock sucking and lifted her upper body higher, allowing her to sit more firmly on Roscoe's face. "Oh god, lover, eat my ass!" she encouraged, as Roscoe's long thick tongue probed several inches down her butt chute. She squirmed in delight. "Enough!" said Roscoe roughly. "You came looking for me, and this is what you were looking for!" Roscoe grabbed Jamie and lay her down on the bed. He pulled her legs up high, spread them wide and placed the head of his hard cock at the her moistened rosebud. He pushed, and the head of his large dick easily parted the sissy's pucker and slid inside. Roscoe continued to push and his cock easily slid several more inches into the redhead! Fuck, thought Roscoe. This gal is tight, but takes a cock so easily! He would have bet two years ago that nothing would ever get into this ass so easily. But Luthor's conditioning had turned the reporter into such a cock slut that his ass was taking cock regularly and his ass muscles could now suck a cock almost as well as his mouth could! Roscoe had never considered himself gay or even bi before Luthor had ordered him to regularly fuck this converted fag, but now he loved sissy ass! Jamie cooed and mewed and moaned lustily. Roscoe pushed her knees up beside her ears. She credited the elastic serum she had taken several times for maintaining her flexibility! Roscoe sank his full length into her delighted ass and then began pounding away. Jamie squirmed as she felt the tip of his cock rearrange her intestines, making a straight path deep into her belly. This is where she loved to be. Underneath a powerful man, with his cock fully embedded deep inside her boypussy. She was in a sissy's rightful place. Her ass was hot, so hot, from the friction as Roscoe pumped his cock deep inside her. But... She tapped Roscoe on the shoulder and he looked in her eyes. She grinned at him, and he knew what she wanted. Roscoe withdrew his cock, and stood. He then easily picked Jamie up off of the bed. He slid his hands between her legs and brought his hands around to grasp her buttocks. Jamie was almost sitting on his forearms. He spread those arms, and Jamie's legs spread wide. As Roscoe spread his own arms, Jamie rested her heels on his hips. Her ass now hovered over his rampant dick. Roscoe thrust forward and sank his cock back into the sissy's ass. Roscoe was now standing, with Jamie impaled on his long dick, his hands supported her ass and her feet rested on his hip bones. Jamie and Roscoe worked together to allow Jamie to use her leg muscles to pull herself almost off of the dick, and then to slam herself down on the hard cock. This was her favourite position for fucking, or rather her second favourite. Roscoe grabbed her hips and began rabbit pounding into her netherpussy. Their fucking staggered them about the room. Each was panting heavily, their mouths often locked together in passionate kisses. "Oh fuck my ass, lover!" moaned the sissy. As always happened, the pair eventually found themselves with Jamie's back against a wall. THIS was Jamie's favourite position, squeezed tightly between her lover and the hard wall, her ass impaled by a large cock that battered her ass furiously. Oh, she was in sissy bliss. She moaned lustily and squealed as her own pretty cockette spewed its load of delicious sissy juices, coating her lover's belly. Roscoe roared and slammed his own cock deep into Jamie's bowels and held it there as his own cock spurted its hot jizz into the redhead's rectum! Roscoe held his cock deep inside his sissy lover as his seed spewed and filled her bowels. Finally he grunted and set her down. Roscoe collapsed onto the bed. Jamie fell to her knees and took his wilting dick into her mouth, eager for the flavour of the cum that still oozed from Roscoe's piss slit. She delighted in the feel of Roscoe's cum flowing out of her ass and running down her leg! Finally she lay beside Roscoe and tenderly cuddled with the only man who seemed to care about this sissy! She fell asleep with a pool of cum under her ass, but with her head on Roscoe's hairy chest. When she woke around eleven am, Roscoe was gone. Jamie reached for her package of cigarettes on the bedside table and lit her first smoke of the day. That wimp Jimmy was gone for good. There was no reason she should not enjoy her little vice all the time now. She went to the kitchen to make coffee. As she passed the front door of her apartment, she found a piece of paper that had been slid under the door. It was a notice of eviction! Finster was throwing her out for immoral behaviour! She had just one week to find a place to stay and move all of her stuff! And she had just lost her job yesterday! Oh crap! She took her coffee and her smokes back to bed and grabbed her cellphone from her purse. When a sissy is down, the best thing to do is to call your best friend and get her to tell you everything will be alright! Robin was delighted to hear from her! "I've missed you SO much!" exclaimed the former boy wonder. The two sissies had not seen each other since their double date a few weeks back. "I'll have to get Alfred to drive me to Metropolis one evening so we can get together!" "Well before you come," said Jamie miserably, "you had better call first so I can tell you where I am living!" "Why? What's going on?" asked Robin. Jamie then explained all that had happened to her in the last twenty four hours. Well, the parts about losing her job and getting thrown out of her apartment. She did not have to tell Robin she was getting fucked a lot, that was a given! As Jamie paused to light another cigarette, she heard a moan from the phone. "What's going on there?" asked the red head. Robin giggled. "You know I told you that Alfred had finally come around to accepting that I am now Robin, not Dick. And you know how I told you I finally gave him a blow job. Well the morning after our date he woke me up and wanked me off!" "You're shitting me!" cried Jamie. "Really?" "Uh huh," moaned Robin. "Every morning now when he wakes me, he takes my little cockette in his hands and jerks me to my first delicious cummy of the day!" "And..." encouraged Jamie, her own little stiffie standing at attention while listening. "And," continued the dark haired sissy, "Right now, Alfred is kneeling beside my bed here with one hand toying with my dicklette and his other hand... " Robin grunted briefly. "And his other hand.. He has two fingers shoved up my bottom and is rubbing my prostate! Oh... hold on... hold on... oh yes, oh fuck yes!" Jamie could imagine Robin's hard peenie shooting a stream of cum high into the air! "Jamie, sorry, but I have to go! It's going to be hard to talk with my mouth full!" Robin giggled. Jamie thought she heard the sound of a zipper being pulled down. "We'll definitely get together on the weekend .. well, or the next one! Bye!" Jamie hopped into the shower and washed off the cum and sweat from her session with Roscoe. She wondered if she should go back to that club again. She was going to have to. It was the only way she knew to find Roscoe and he was the only friend she had right now. As she towelled herself off she looked at her titties in the mirror. Other than helping make her skin softer and adding a tiny bit to her curves, the hormones had not done much to feminize her male figure. She still very much resembled a young man - and that was okay because she did not want to BE a girl. She just wanted to be the best sissy that she could. Makeup went a long way to transforming her face into that of a young woman. But she was SO envious of Robin's new breasts and wanted her own. But it would be a long time before she could afford tits of her own, now that she had to live on her nightly earnings, rather than saving them for boobs. Oh, she could probably find a daytime job doing something, but it would not pay much. She also wondered how expensive it was to get her name changed. Robin had legally changed her name. No longer was she wimpy Dick Grayson. She was now legally Robin Cumspurter! She bet it had taken a lot of dollars to get THAT name approved. But Robin had a healthy allowance from her guardian Bruce Wayne. Jamie could not afford anything like that. But she needed a name change. She was no longer Jimmy Olsen. Yes, she liked Jamie as a first name, but keeping the Olsen was a tie to the past that she no longer wanted. She could change her last name to something tame like Smith, or Henderson, but she wanted to follow Robin's example. Hmm... Jamie Wanker? Jamie Tightass? Jamie Luvscocks? Jamie Cumsucker? Jamie Sissyfaggot? Well that could wait! As she got dressed she looked around the apartment. A lot of what she had would have to be sold off or given away if she had to move to a smaller place. One thing that would not have to be moved... she pressed a button on a bookcase and a panel slid aside revealing a large empty cupboard. This is where she had stored all of her souvenirs of her adventures with Superman. But two weeks ago she had come home and found it empty. Superman had not faced her in person - he had simply left a note saying that he could no longer trust Jimmy to care for these mementos properly and had removed them! She remembered how crestfallen she had been as she realized that her adventures with the Big S were over. More importantly, it meant he would no longer be taking her to the JLA satellite, and she would not be stealing away to the private quarters of Arthur or Barry or Hal. If she ever saw them again, it would be because they came to Metropolis and sought her out! She looked at her watch - a new delicate feminine watch that she now wore. Superman had also taken his signal watch! The last time she had called him and he had come flying in to her apartment, he had found her undressed and pounding her ass back and forth on her kryptonite dildo. She had pawed his groin and begged him to fuck her. He had simply looked at her in disdain, used his pinpoint heat vision to burn the watch strap from her wrist, grabbed the watch and flown away. She had cried for an hour. She made herself some toast and another cup of coffee for lunch. A sissy had to watch her figure. It was time to head to the Daily Planet one last time. She called Jose who was pleased to drive her in the daytime. He was even more pleased when Jamie paid him in an alley behind the Planet, by letting him fuck her ass. She got startled looks in the lobby of the building and ended up in the elevator all alone as she rode up to the editorial offices. She admired herself in the mirrored walls of the elevator. She no longer had to hide her true nature, so she had put on full makeup for this visit including heavy eye shadow and bright red lipstick. She was wearing a very small top that accentuated the small cleavage that she had, and very short shorts. They nicely covered her rounded ass, and barely contained her dicklette in the front. She wore dark hose and four inch heels. She was sex on heels! And if anyone looked close enough, they would see a dark stream of moisture running down her leg - Jose's cum drooling out of her ass! Jamie waggled her hips as she walked slowly past the desks of her former colleagues. For a brief moment the room was completely silent as everyone stopped to stare. Perry White stepped out of his office to see what was going on. When he saw Jamie, his jaw dropped. If he had still been able to smoke at the office, his cigar would have fallen to the floor! "Olsen, get in my office, now!" he shouted. Jamie took her time. She no longer worked here. "What the hell are you up to, dressed like that?" shouted Perry. "This is me, Chief. You don't have to like it, but this is who I am now! Don't you think I'm pretty?" "You're... you're an abomination!" said Perry. But Jamie smiled as she saw the boner tenting the older man's trousers. Jamie giggled and pointed! Perry quickly sat down and reached for an envelope on his desk, handing it to Jamie. "It turns out that you had more vacation pay saved up than I realized. And there is also some danger pay that the legal department insisted that we add." Jamie opened the envelope and found a check for almost fifteen thousand dollars! She had expected a thousand at most. Oh my god, I can get my titties!, she realized! She ran around the desk and hugged Perry. "Oh my god, this is so wonderful!" she exclaimed. "Get off of me, you freak!" shouted Perry, pushing her away! "Oh, you don't mean that you big bear!" laughed the sissy. "Oh this is a wonderful day!" "Get out of here! And don't darken our doorstep again until you can dress properly!" "Oh, Chiefy, you are such a man!" grinned Jamie. She was in such a good mood all of a sudden. Yes, she had to find a job. Yes she had to find a place to live. But she could buy herself some titties! As she left, she tossed back over her shoulder, "By the way. It isn't Roosevelt." Perry took the bait. "What's not Roosevelt?" he asked. "Where I work at night. It is not on Roosevelt. I'm on Clinton, between Broadchurch and Piedmont!" "Get out of here!" During the next week, Jamie found herself a new place to live. She also made arrangements for her surgery. Not only would she be getting B cup titties, but she had enough money to have some fat injected into her ass, to make it bigger and rounder, and also to get minor collagen injections in her lips, just to round them a bit as well. But that surgery was not scheduled for another month yet. She looked for daytime work, and actually tried working as a waitress for a day or two. But mostly she worked her block on the stroll in the evenings. It was two weeks before she finally spotted the battered station wagon driving by. It went around the block three times, the driver peering out his window, looking at the girls closely. On the third pass, Jamie stood at the curb and waved at the driver. The car stopped and Jamie did not haggle with the driver. She simply got in the car. Perry White looked sheepish. Jamie leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and then rubbed her hand into his groin. His dick was rock hard. "Drive over to Hudson and Prospect" she told him. "What's there?" he asked. "We can rent a room by the hour," she told him. He drove. As he did, Jamie fished his cock out of his pants. "I didn't come for this!" he protested. "I was just concerned about you!" "Right, right!" said Jamie as she lowered her head and took his penis into her mouth. They always had to justify themselves. When they reached the sleazy hotel, they remained parked in the lot for a few minutes. Perry pushed his seat back all the way, and Jamie continued to lick and suck his cock, until he was about to cum. But she squeezed the cock hard, preventing him from exploding. He groaned in frustration. She lifted her mouth, precum coating her lips, and eagerly kissed him. He tried to push her away. "You came to me, remember?" she reminded him. Jamie knew that if she had let him cum, he would have immediately lost interest in her and skulked away. She wanted him coming back again. She enjoyed having power over weak men. He zipped up and followed her into the hotel. Jamie made him sign in using his real name and pay for the room. She led him to the elevator and up to the third floor. When they reached the room, he began to take off his pants. "Put it on the dresser" she said. "What? Put what on the dresser?" "The money," answered Jamie. "It's one-fifty for an hour of my time. Whether you fuck me or not!" Perry pulled the money from his wallet and placed it on the dresser. She pushed him down on the bed and did a slow strip tease for him. She kept her dicklette hidden in her panties as she did not want to scare him too much, this time. She again went down on him, getting him hard, then bent over the bed and pulled her panties aside, revealing her boy pussy. It was slick and well lubed. She had already had one previous ass fucking that evening, but she did not tell Perry this, as it would have put him off of fucking her. And she wanted him to fuck her sissy ass so badly! And he did. Fuck her ass. Badly. He was inside her for only ten seconds before he shot his wad inside her! And he was out the door less than a minute after that. But she knew he would be back, driving the stroll, stopping his car, picking her up, and jamming his cock in her ass again. Perry White was hooked on sissy. He would be back!