Sting Like a Butterfly

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“That's it Gino,” Detective Pam Larsson tapped a ballpoint pen against her chin approving. “Place one hand on the back of your head, feel that silky blonde hair between your fingers. Now part those cherry red lips. Wider. Excellent. That's exactly what it will feel like when you are servicing your boss. Minus his dick in your mouth of course!” She grinned as she watched her informant flush with embarrassment – his blushes visible even through the thick makeup under the safehouse lights. “Hey Finn, do you think it's worth darling Gino here practising being on his knees?”

Detective Finn Collier appraised the feminised man they had just watched their undercover team pour into the shimmering sequinned dress. It had been the final stage of a painstaking transformation process that had involved an entire team waxing, peeling and painting the terrified Gino in preparation of his infiltration of his boss's criminal underbelly. The notorious Fabio was the head of a dangerous crime family, and unfortunately for Gino, had a well know taste for women who had a little bit extra. “Let's stay on point.” Finn nodded. Unlike his partner, he felt some small sympathy for Gino. He may have worked for Fabio, but only as a lowly grounds-keeper.

“There has to be some other way!” Gino protested to the detectives. “Fabio, he will recognise me. He will kill me! All of this will not fool him.” He gestured to the sparkling figure hugging dress. “He is sharp – that's why he is the boss! Why can't I just wear a wire?”

“We've been over this, Gino!” Pam gave a bored yawn. “It doesn't matter if he recognises you – only that he likes what he sees. It might work in our favour if he does recognise you. Just think of it – the mob boss with a shemale fetish...looking for love...and what does he find? His loyal gardener has had a thing for dressing in drag this whole time.” She wiped away a mock tear. “It's beautiful. Truly Shakespearian. Twelfth Night at least... Besides, if you do wear a wire and for some reason in his company you enter a state of undress. He will absolutely kill you!”

“Remember,” Finn said, “this cover will get you into Fabio's inner-sanctum, at the party at least, but we don't need you to become our star witness here. We just need a thread we can pull to bring his organisation down. You get that for us and we honor your deal and the charges against you disappear.”

“And no stuffing evidence in your panties,” Pam interjected, “we don't need that falling out when Fabio gets you into a dark corner This is a mouth and ears job. The more that goes in your mouth, the more information will go in your ears.” She grinned as Gino's eyes went wide with fear and his lips parted into a wide 'O'. “Now you're getting the hang of it!”