Chapter 5

It was every bit as godawful as Lois expected -- and then it wasn't. Mike made her parade around the room in a bra and panties, then put clothespins on her nipples -- to make them puff up, he said. He put on a bunch of gay porn and abused them both verbally while he jerked off. He made Lois get down and suck Ed's cock -- and that backfired; Lois didn't mind sucking Ed's cock. Oh, she wouldn't have done it under other circumstances, naturally, but given the situation, the mindset from the previous episode stole over her quickly, and she just gave of herself to Ed. Ed hated himself for it, but he enjoyed it immensely; Lois absolved him of any guilt or blame quietly when she stood up afterward, which pissed off Mike no end. Next, of course, was blowing Mike -- which was nowhere near as pleasant, but she'd done it once already that evening. He pinched her nipples and called her names and tried to make her feel miserable -- and she tried her damnedest to make it the world's shortest blowjob. When it was over, and he'd called her every nasty name he could think of, he had two words for Ed: "Fuck her."

The idea of getting fucked didn't come as a surprise to Lois -- she'd expected Mike to do it, as he had on the previous occasion. But no, Mike was trying to ruin them for each other -- so Lois decided not to let it happen. Coming forward, she took Ed's hand, "I haven't done this much -- how do you want me? On my back? On my knees?"

"I don't want to do this, Lo," Ed husked.

"I know -- that's why he wants you to," Lois told him softly. "Fuck him. Let's REALLY piss him off -- let's enjoy it!"

"What?"

Lois cocked her head. "You SAID you wanted to date me -- I ASSUME that you want to fuck me..."

Ed blinked. "Well, yeah... In a perfect world..."

"Let's make do." Lois reached out and grabbed Ed's half-erect cock. She was surprised; the more sultry and seductive she acted, the more she enjoyed it. "Show me what a hot lover you are, so I can tell the girls all about it. They'll be lining up drooling -- but I may not let them have you..."

"Lo... Jeezus!" Ed's cock was an iron bar, just like that! Lois led him to Mike's fold-out couch; Ed grabbed the bottle of lube that Mike had laid out on the way. Lois backed onto the couch and lifted her legs, "How's this, Honey?"

"Yeah... Okay..." Ed made a production of lubing himself -- then lubing her.

"I'm sorry I don't have..." Lois husked.

"Yeah, well..." 'Okay, so, she doesn't have a pussy. Not her fault... ' Ed thought. He probed her ass gently with a finger. "How's that?"

"Not bad... Kind of nice. Not like SOME people," Lois swept a glare at Mike. "Go ahead -- whatever it takes..." It really wasn't bad, actually, if you weren't being abused. "Yeah... What's that?" she asked as an urgent, if not pleasurable, sensation flashed through her.

Ed thought a second and said, "Your G-spot." 'Okay, so it's a prostate... '

"You can poke that..." Lois husked.

"I will, then."

"Jeez, you guys -- hurry up!" Mike ranted. This wasn't going his way. "Poke her ass! Shit!"

"Two fingers, first?" Ed asked.

"Do what you have to," Lois replied, shooting Mike a glance. "We don't want him getting stupid."

Ed made the penetration as gentle as he could; it still wasn't a picnic for Lois, but she worked at getting used to it. That Ed was being slow and gentle helped. When he was in and had lubed their juncture for the third time, Lois stopped him. "That's plenty. Come here." Ed put the bottle down and leaned forward. "Play with my breasts," Lois whispered.

Ed smiled and did as she asked while slowly working himself in her. Lois was right -- there was almost too much lube -- and not enough friction. But that evened out, too, after a bit, and the pleasure started ramping up for Ed. "How is it?" he asked.

"Nice..." Once it was going, it wasn't bad. Lois' nipples were reacting to their workout, too, actually elongating and hardening just a bit. Ed's cock was pleasant, if not pleasurable, and between his stroke, occasional impacts on her 'G-spot' and the flashes from her nipples, Lois was enjoying things a good deal more than expected.

Mike had wandered over to watch with glowing eyes. "Play with your clit, bitch!"

Lois reached down to rub her stubby erection, and things started to take off. "Mmmmm, yes..."

"God, what a fucking slut!" Mike started taunting -- and Lois could care less. The taunts actually helped her focus, find herself, characterize herself. She was Lois, she was a slut, and she was fucking Ed -- and she was enjoying it! Mike ranted on and Ed looked unhappy, but his hips kept sending his cock into her depths, and that was all that mattered.

"Jeez, Mike! Enough!" Ed complained.

Lois brought a hand to his cheek and said, "Shhhh! Let him have his fun. Fuck me! I want to feel you inside me! Fuck me!"

For Ed, Lois was back and forth -- the cock, tiny as it was, bothered him. This was his friend -- his MALE friend! But the eyes said different -- the face said different -- and the voice begging him to put the meat to her said different. They said she was FEMALE -- VERY female! Ed focused on Lois' face and milking her nipples and fucking and ignored the fact that she was jacking herself off -- and started to feel a tickle in his balls... "Ah, shit! Gonna cum! Oh, yeah, Baby!"

"Cum! Cum! Give it to me!" Lois wailed. Ed grunted and buried his cock in her and she could feel his hardness pulse -- and rockets went off and the piece of flesh that was both too big and too small to be worth anything in her fingers pulsed and dribbled on her belly... "Oh, God! YES!!!"

Mike stood there, grumbling. "You're shitting me, right? Simultaneous orgasms? Jesus fucking Christ!"

Lois turned her head and eyed him for a moment, then said, "Fuck you!"

Mike grinned. "You will, you needle-dicked bitch! You will!"

The really horrible, disgusting thing about the evening was what Mike did to Ed. Mike made him suck his cock, then he fucked him -- brutally -- probably because he was pissed at the way they'd handled his requirement that they fuck. He tried to make Ed suck Lois' cock while he was jamming his cock in Ed's ass, but Lois wouldn't get hard -- the whole thing sickened her too much. Mike couldn't control that and he was busy, anyway, so he let it ride. It was nearly ten when Mike turned them both loose -- Lois without her Lou clothing. They sneaked in at Ed's where Lou had cast off this and that over the years and they could put something together for her (him) to wear. Lou called home and told them that he was all right and at Ed's and concocted a story about a flat tire -- totally bogus, and transparent to the point that Lou's dad asked to speak to Ed -- but since he WAS with Ed, that mollified Lou's dad. Ed's mother caught them before Lou could dress; Ed told her that it was a prank done by some of the jocks -- which got her sympathy. "Brutal! Shocking!" she ranted -- but she helped Lou get cleaned up and dressed.

Ed took him home. Alone in the car, Ed sighed. "I'm so sorry... I should just tell everybody I'm queer and get it over with."

"I think you're bisexual," Lou replied -- only it wasn't Lou. Changing clothes hadn't changed the basics -- she was Lois. Lois, the girl with the little tiny dick. Yeah, well, fuck it...

Ed snorted. "I'm ashamed. And you were incredible!"

Lois smiled wanly. "Ed?"

"Yeah."

"I'm not going back."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean Lou is gone. I hope you don't hate me -- I remember him, but I'm not him any more. I'm going to pretend when I have to, but..."

"God! Are you sure? I have so ruined your life..." Ed covered his face.

"I don't think so," Lois told him. "I'm happier this way. You'd be surprised."

"What we did... destroyed you..."

"No, it showed me that I can be truly happy, Ed. You have no idea." Tears leaked down her Lou face. "Maybe someday I can get the other things fixed -- but for now, I can do what we did and it's all right."

Ed was crying. Lois pulled him to her and kissed his neck -- and that was good, too. "We'll be fine. I have to go." She gathered her paper bag of Lois things and got out of the car, but stashed it in the bushes before she went inside, where Lou had to explain to his dad why he'd been so late...

The girls wanted a blow-by-blow on Friday, but Lois couldn't provide that -- it was too damaging to Ed. "It wasn't fun," was all she said -- which in some ways was a lie...

Mike wasn't done by a long shot -- he tried to mess with Becky over the weekend -- but she called Marlene -- and when he tried to pretend to Marlene that he knew more than he did, he made a mortal enemy. Marlene told him that if he tried to fuck Ed over, she would volunteer to screw Ed on the football field in front of however many witnesses and cameras he could come up with! Coach dithered -- she had a winning squad, if the wheels didn't come off, but the price...

Lois was clear about it -- she would pay. They would go on as they were.

Mike's abuse actually helped Lois -- defying it centered her and gave her purpose. Carrying the Lou persona got more and more difficult, even at home. And Ed would not -- could not -- abuse her; the more Mike threw them together, the stronger Lois got -- and the stronger Lois got, the better she carried Ed. Ed needed a girl; she went him one better and became HIS girl. Mike's efforts to embarrass and hurt them with sex just didn't work -- but he kept trying...

The second cheerleading competition came -- and Mike didn't bother to attempt to ruin it. But he went and sat next to Ed and made snide remarks. Coach Cartwright was beside herself -- but Lois didn't let Mike bother her.

... And they won.

They went up by van and came back the same way, so Ed (and Mike) had to ride back separately. Ed met her at school and they all went out to dinner before the inevitable wardrobe adjustment for the trip home.

Coach stopped worrying, but Mike made Ed and Lois' lives Hell. One night at one of Mike's mandatory functions, his father showed up -- and proved that the rotten apple hadn't fallen far from the tree. Lois carried that picture of Mike's father deliberately gagging Ed with his cock in her head for days; he did the same to her, but she didn't have to watch it.

The weeks rolled by and Lois kept her end of the bargain. The third competition came, and, as usual, Lois bunked with Coach Cartwright. This time, though, Coach succumbed to curiosity...

They were in the room for the night; Lois was brushing her hair. Karen Cartwright came back in from the bathroom in her nightie. Lois was in a baby doll and Karen was beyond being surprised, but... "Lois?"

"Yes?"

"Can I... see it?"

"Coach?"

"You know -- the thing that isn't there..."

Lois cocked her head. "Why?"

"I just don't get it, I guess. Could it be that bad?"

"Yeah, actually..." Lois shrugged. "Look, I really don't want to show you my... clit..."

"No one has to know," Karen said softly. "How many women have you seen?"

"In person?" Lois asked. "None."

"Okay," Karen said softly. "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours."

Lois considered this. "So, it's an educational thing..."

"Exactly," Karen Cartwright agreed. "You're... amazing. But you need to know some things..."

"All right..." Lois pulled her nightie over her head. Karen duplicated the move. Watching Karen closely, Lois slid her panties down her thighs -- and Karen made sure that she matched her, move for move. When all of their clothing was a puddle on the floor, Karen came slowly forward.

"It IS pretty small," Karen said quietly.

"I'm... scared," Lois husked. "It's... a little bigger."

Karen knelt to look more closely; basically, there was a small glans there over a boyish scrotum -- and that was it. "I'm not going to hurt you... May I?"

"Yesss." Lois WAS becoming aroused, finally.

Karen's gentle fingers manipulated the small penis and it began to grow -- but it never exceeded three and a half inches, even stone hard -- and Karen thought it was sized appropriately for a ten year old, maybe... Karen eyed it critically. "It IS small," she admitted, "but probably not TOO small. If you were to find an understanding partner, she could probably find ways..."

"I'm not interested in that," Lois replied. "or not romantically, anyway. And a one-night stand is just an opportunity to be humiliated. Besides, I like GUYS..."

Karen nodded. "On to comparative anatomy, then. What do you want to touch?"

"I guess I need to know differences," Lois said diffidently.

"From the look of you, there aren't many," Karen replied. "Turn around, Dear."

Lois did. It was amazing, actually; Lois had an ass -- a female ass, complete with hips and an indented waist -- and cute dimples in the saddle below her hipbones. The top wasn't tremendously prominent, but there were cones -- not even 'A' cup, but there, nonetheless. Karen moved her hands over Lois -- and she just didn't feel like a boy... "Okay, your turn."

Lois stood uncertainly. "What should I do?"

"Examine... whatever interests you," Karen told her. "I think I'd start with the obvious differences, but there may be a lot more that you're going to want to know about."

Lois nodded and provided further evidence of her basic orientation. Instead of the typical male 'kid in a candy store' attack, her approach was almost clinical. When she palmed a breast, it wasn't a grope; instead, she asked, "How do they feel? What happens when someone plays with your nipples? Do they tickle and tingle and itch and -- I don't know -- give pleasure like mine?"