Batwoman meets Catwoman Part One
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Two soups
Fred took the order at Miss Grayson's tea rooms. Two Soups, the order
that causes hilarity in the UK. Victoria Wood is to blame. Search for
Julie Walters & Two Soups if you are unaware.
He'd only just started doing this part time weekend job but was enjoying
the company of the other staff and starting to get to know the regular
customers. The order had come from Grace and Dennis, he'd served them
many times, they delighted in making this order. At first he didn't get
the joke but Jane and Emily the waitresses had shown him the You-Tube
clip.
The only stipulation made by Miss Grayson was that her staff wore black
clothing in the winter season. Fred wore Jeans and a polo shirt, the
girls wore blouses, sometime with short skirts and thick black tights or
leggings or jeggings. As long as it was black it was OK.
The soup de jour was broccoli and stilton and as it was already bubbling
away in a pot Fred was able to bring the order quickly. All went well as
he took the dishes from the tray and served the couple. The problem
occurred when he served the bread rolls, as Grace reached over suddenly
to get hers she caught her bowl with her wrist and in one of those slow
motion moments it flipped and deposited the contents on Fred from head to
toe.
Any soup all over you would be bad but green and strongly flavoured over
black clothing was an ace shot. Fortunately, it wasn't served
particularly hot so Fred suffered no physical injury only his dignity was
affected.
Grace was mortified, Dennis managed to suppress a laugh. Jane took Fred
to get cleaned up and Emily wiped away the damage and served another bowl
to Grace.
Jane smiled. "It's happened to me and will happen again, it's a rite of
passage for waiting staff. You are now inducted into the clan."
Fred smiled despite the mess as he wiped away the no doubt delicious
soup. "Thanks for your help, I'll just get wiped down and be back in a
minute or two."
"You mean you'll get changed and back out in a minute or three," said
Jane.
"I may have a problem with that, I haven't brought a spare set of
clothes," he said.
"OK, Right. We have a problem Houston. Miss G will not be happy with you.
You remember she specifically told you to have spare clothes."
"I was going to buy some with my first paycheck. I don't have any other
black clothes."
"Wait here, I'm way too small to lend you anything I'll see if Em can
help," With that she closed the privacy curtain and left him in the staff
locker room still wiping soup off.
A few moments later Emily appeared, drawing the curtain back
dramatically. "OK numpty I can help although you may not like it."
"Err, why?" he replied.
"You'll see." She began rummaging through her locker.
He was pleased to see what looked like a pair of trousers appear but
didn't recognise the shirt it looked a bit odd.
"OK strip," she said. He looked nervous. "Of come on, I've got brothers,
I've seen it all before and I'll be gentle with you," He looked even more
nervous now.
"Trainers off, kegs off, shirt off let's see what we're dealing with."
He complied and stood before her in his saggy y-fronts.
"Thought so, you're as bad as my brothers. Put these on." She handed him
a pair of plain black panties. "Don't worry I'll turn away."
He didn't question her, and as quickly as he could, he swapped the
clothes.
"Ok this next", It looked like a black vest he didn't initially notice
the thin shoulder straps and discrete lace trim. "You need that as the
top is very thin. Now you'll not know how to put this on I'll help you.
Arms up"
He raised his arms and she pulled (what he learned later was a 'body')
over his head and slipped his arms into the sleeves. In another quick
movement she reached into his panties pulled his bits back tightened the
panties then fastened the bottom of the body with its press-studs.
"Ow! What happened there?"
"I did say you wouldn't like it."
"I wasn't expecting that."
"Sorry, no more intimate interference," Emily smiled as she handed him
the trousers, they had a glossy sheen but he didn't notice.
"They're rather tight," he said, sliding them up his legs.
"That's why you needed the re-arrangement. Now turn around." He hadn't
noticed but the zipper was on the side so she pulled them right up, fixed
the button and zipped them up. She also zipped the neck of the body.
"There you are what do you think?"
"Well, it's not uncomfortable but it's a bit tight fitting. Thank-you for
your help."
"I got that because I was sick of tucking my shirt in. I think Jane is
getting one to try as well. You'll have to get one to match."
"I can see the advantage I suppose." He wasn't entirely convinced as he
knew he was now wearing a complete set of girls clothes.
"Ok turn around." He turned to face her. "Aha, missed a bit of soup in
your hair, just a mo."
She re-appeared with a damp cloth, messed with his hair then combed it
back. "Lovely let's get your shoes on and get back out there."
It felt very strange the way the clothes clung to his body, not
uncomfortable just a bid odd.
As they re-appeared Jane's face was a picture. "Wow look at you."
"Thanks, I think," he replied.
"Loving the new look," Miss G interjected. "You have been saved by the
kindness of your colleagues young err. Man. I did say to you on hire that
you must have a spare set of clothes for precisely this purpose. I don't
make up rules for the sake of it, I will not be amused if it happens
again. On a positive note you look very presentable. Girls, do you think
this is a look we should adopt as the standard uniform? If so I would
make a contribution, however I would have to be very firm about the spare
set rule."
"As you can imagine they are my clothes and I have already ordered a
similar blouse/body for Jane so no issues from me," Emily smiled.
"What she said," joked Jane, "it would be very kind of you to supply the
clothes. I'm cool with it."
"Excellent, give me the product details Emily and I'll refund what you've
already paid out."
Fred looked confused, he hadn't been asked, but then again Miss G had
said girls, but then again he was dressed in the very same girl's clothes
and then again Miss G had agreed a common clothing standard. He didn't
mind this get-up as a one off emergency but this wasn't the look he
wanted to maintain.
"That's settled then, back to work girls," Discussion over from Miss G.
They returned to serve the customers and at first Fred did not notice any
difference. Then he was complimented on his clothes by many of the female
customers. The male customers seemed to look him over and smile, this did
make him feel uncomfortable. The biggest change was the value of the tips
he received. They had an agreement to pool the monies so he had not felt
different to the others before but now he realised that the girls (or
boys that looked like girls) were rewarded better. There was only one
issue of note and that was the number of times his bottom seemed to
'accidentally' have someone's hand rub against it. Normally men but not
only.
He raised this with Jane when he took a break.
"I'm afraid the bum fondling goes with the waitress territory, they salve
their consciences with the bigger tips, I'm sure you've noticed."
"I have noticed, surely in this day and age it's unacceptable?" He was
quite surprised by her acceptance.
"Yes, but get real. If we complained they'd go elsewhere, ergo. No job.
If it's an old chap cheering himself up, then no harm done. If it was
more serious then of course I'd smack them across the chops."
"OK I see."
"you OK in these clothes?"
To be honest, most of the time I forget, they are comfortable and there's
no tucking my shirt in so that's a positive."
The rest of the day passed quickly, big tips a few more looks,
compliments and unsurprisingly a few 'accidental' bum fondles.
There was no chance to change at end of day Miss G always finished on
time after they had tidied and cleaned the place up. He had intended to
return Emily's clothes but she just said keep them for now. He thought
maybe she didn't want them now he had worn them, but he intended to get
them laundered and bring them back. He didn't want to go home like this
but he had a decent sized jacket which covered the top which was the most
embarrassing part.
He did a double take as he passed a shop window seeing the tight shiny
trousers poking out from the coat then realising, yes, this was his own
image.
Getting home, he thought he'd managed to swerve his mother and father but
she asked him later about his change of trousers.
She promised she would clean and iron his soiled clothes and have them
ready for the morning along with whatever he had borrowed. He didn't have
a plan for that, so changed and gave her everything after he had dressed
more casually. "I'll explain later," he told her.
The following day when he went to breakfast he found his jeans and shirt
washed and ironed. Alongside there was a package containing, he presumed,
the borrowed items. He had kept the panties back and rinsed them through
himself. There was a note on the package from his mother who had gone to
work earlier. 'If you need to talk....'
'Brilliant, my Mother thinks I'm a crossdresser now.' He brushed away the
thought.
The day at work went well. Jane and Emily were still wearing similar
clothes to yesterday, everything was back to normal. The odd thing that
he realised eventually was the tips were less generous (a negative) but
his bum received no attention at all (a positive). He had offered the
borrowed clothes to Emily but she had said, "Keep them as spares."
As he still had no spare clothing he accepted with good grace and hoped
he wouldn't need them before he could afford his own.
It was 2 days later when the inevitable happened. In the morning a child
banged on the table clipping a bowl, the contents of melted ice cream
found it's target all over the hapless Fred. By now Emily and Jane had
adopted the new uniform and he realised with a sinking feeling there was
going to be three perfectly matching staff today or he was going home.
This time Jane helped him into the clothes, he had left the panties at
work and was able to quickly replicate the look from a few days ago. This
time without assistance for 'adjustment'.
"Your lips look sore, try some of this she advised and rubbed his lips
with a lip salve, she them got the ice-cream out of his hair and combed
the damp locks back. "Let's have a look at you," To get him to turn to
her she grabbed the lobes of each ear which hurt a little but she soon
released him and then pronounced him fit for duty. He realised the
obvious as he followed her that they were dressed exactly the same.
The morning passed quickly until they had a quiet time just before the
lunchtime rush. Miss G came to see them all as they took a break and had
a drink together.
"I see we have a matching set of staff today, how lovely. Nice touches
Fred. Glad to see you entering into the spirit of things. Just as well
you had your spare clothes. I've received the clothes I promised. You'll
find them in your lockers, there should be enough to maintain a regular
turnover."
Fred was puzzled. What were his 'nice touches'?
The explanation came soon after. Jane offered him the salve again saying
the drink would have washed it off his lips. He thought it tasted
pleasant so he accepted and she gave it to him recommending he touched it
up every 2 hours or so. Jane and Emily exchanged a smile that he missed.
He hadn't noticed the glittery smear on the cup but when he stood up and
looked in a mirror he saw the stick on earrings adorning his lobes and
then the subtle sparkle on his lips.
At first he was furious but seeing the mirth on the girls faces and that
no real harm had been done he accepted the prank with a warning. "Revenge
will be mine!" He had to admire the deft application by Jane.
"Miss G was very impressed by your commitment," Emily laughed.
"I was getting even more approving looks than the other day, I did wonder
why," he said.
"I'm sorry Fred, I couldn't resist, I did it to my brother and he didn't
notice for a day. Mum was furious with him for getting his ears done
without her permission."
"Can I get them off?"
"Yes but you'll need solvent, we'll do it at the end of the day. There's
a rush on now."
So then they were off again busy, busy, no time to think about how you
looked. Again Fred became at ease with the situation and just worked.
Again there were complimentary words, 'how nice it was to see the staff
dressed the same', 'what pretty girls they were', 'you look so smart'
etc.
As the day came to a close Jane was called aside by Miss G and then said,
"Sorry I've got to go home urgently, family crisis. Sorry Fred, ask the
others to do your ears."
"OK I hope all is well."
Again there was no time to change Miss G had to lock up and go so Fred
was stuck. The problem was that neither Emily or Miss G had any solvent.
Ask your Mum they said. 'Thanks a bunch,' thought Fred as he walked home.
He really didn't want to bump into his father so he was pleased to see
his mum on her own in the lounge and no lights on upstairs.
"Hello son, come and sit down," she said.
"Is Dad about?" he asked.
"No he's away on business tonight."
"Thank heavens," exclaimed Fred.
"Why dear? You always look forward to seeing your dad."
"Here's why," said Fred slipping of his coat.
"Oh my!" his mother exclaimed.
"Indeed," he replied.
"I think it's time for a mother and dau, sorry son talk."
He spent the next few minutes explaining why, what and where had
happened. Then he lay on her lap and had a little cry letting the emotion
out.
"What must you think of me?" he sobbed.
His mother looked at her beautiful son and shed a tear of her own. He was
lovely, she had longed for a daughter, now one dropped literally on her
lap.
She allowed him to settle for a few minutes.
"It's time for me to make tea, come with me my little waitress let's have
a little mother and son time." As they prepared the evening meal they
talked and laughed together like they used to. Fred felt his mother's
love and shared his back. Soon a casserole was in the oven.
Casually feeling his ear Fred asked if she could remove the studs.
"Do you mind leaving them on my love, just for me tonight?"
"Of course Mum."
"I have an idea, will you try something for me? Just wait a minute I'll
call you upstairs."
Puzzled but happy Fred said, "Yes mum anything you say."
After about five minutes she called his name.
"Will you do as I say? I promise not to cause you hurt."
Even more puzzled he said, "Yes mum of course, I am at your command but I
do need to get changed."
"Sit here." It was a firm command but not harsh. She placed a cover over
his shoulders and began to work on his face. Cleansing and painting.
"Now slip those trousers off." He noticed the mirror was covered, he knew
what she was doing.
She helped him to slip on the opaque tights, and then he stepped into the
short black skirt. A pair of ballet flats completed the outfit.
She had him stand with her in front of the mirror as she pulled away the
cover. Tears welled in her eyes and in his. She handed him a tissue.
"Don't make your makeup run," she blubbed. "Oh my beautiful child."
Fred smiled, this was seriously weird but nice in a strange way. He was
delighted to make his mother happy but...
Then his mother changed and said "I'm so, so sorry, I got carried away
there. Please forgive me," She started to pull at his clothes and reach
for tissues to wipe his face.
Fred took the initiative and held his mother close. "Calm mother, calm
it's OK I'm fine, it's lovely of you to do this. I'm not upset."
"I'm sorry son the sight of you like that set something off in me, I've
taken advantage of you."
At this moment the oven alarm bell rang, tea was ready.
As they served the evening meal his mother watched as he happily moved
fairly gracefully. She had her girl, her daughter. She had offered
prayers for it and it just happened. Fred seemed content, happy to please
her, she had to dab her eyes again.
After the meal they sat down to watch rubbish TV together, she loved it
as her 'daughter' snuggled close. At one point her hand fell onto Fred's
stockinged leg, how wonderful she thought. He didn't seem to mind.
As bed time came she cleaned off his makeup but couldn't release the
earrings. There was temptation to offer him a nightie but she resisted.
'Another time', she thought, then questioned where that thought had come
from.
In the morning he was quiet, he was embarrassed about the earrings, he
was back dressed in his 'boy' clothes. His mother kissed him and said
"Love you darling."
Again he was wise enough to take the spare clothes back. As he put them
in his locker he noticed other packages, but before he had time to look,
Miss G called him over.
"Hello Fred, I'm glad you're here early I have something to ask you."
"Of course Miss G. how can I help?"
"I know we've had some fun with you and I hope you're not too offended.
I'm afraid Julie is having to look after her family so she won't be in
for a few weeks."
"I'm sorry to hear that, I hope everything is OK."
"I think it will be, thank you for your concern. Now to the matter in
hand. I like to have 2 waitresses at any time and you have shown yourself
willing, well willingish, to play that part. I would want to ensure that
you fit in as well as possible so play the part to the best of your
abilities. What do you say?"
"You want me to dress as I have but to take it to a higher level leaving
no doubt that I am a girl?"
"Yes, I'm sorry in one way to ask this of you but you did make a lovely
looking girl and you didn't seem to mind that much. I will understand if
you don't want to do this, there is no way I can enforce or cajole you to
do this."
"I see."
"I will ask you to wear makeup. I will ask you to wear earrings. Also,
and this is perhaps the deal breaker, it was mentioned by a customer that
one of my female staff wasn't wearing a bra."
"Oh."
"It means that if you will do it I need to you to really go for it."
"I think I might need to talk to my mother."
"I think you do. If you wish, I'll speak to her."
"No I'll do it."
Ms G smiled, he didn't say no straight away.
"For today will you dress as you did yesterday? But with one proviso, try
wearing a bra as well, I have brought one in for you."
"Oh OK I'll give it a go. It doesn't mean I agree just yet."
"I understand." Ms G smiled and thought she had him now. His mother would
be pleased, Fred didn't know they were old school friends. It was a
pleasure to do a favour for her.
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