This is a make believe story about make believe characters.



Lizzie McGuire: Empire of Kate Part 1 
(fff, inter, rape, viol, spank, fisting) 
by Big Red Dope (bigreddope@hotmail.com)



With the sudden transfer of one of Hillridge's cheerleaders Lizzie
quickly jumped on the opportunity to up her social status and decided to
try out.  While she certainly was in shape and wasn't fat by any stretch of
the imagination Lizzie wasn't in athletic enough shape to be a cheerleader.
She was out of breath and wheezing hard by the time she finished the
routine Miranda helped her create for the tryout.  Lizzie's other big
problem was that she just wasn't coordinated enough to be a cheerleader.
She stumbled several times over her feet and actually fell down once.  She
wasn't too concerned though because none of the other girls were any better
than she was.

None of the other girls except Kate Sanders.  It wasn't that Kate was
some sort of uber-cheerleader to be, but she was definitely more
coordinated than Lizzie and looked more the part too.  As Lizzie watched
Kate finish her tryout she couldn't help but think that something was
different about her.  Then she suddenly figured out what it was.  Where
Kate had previously had a flat chest she now had large protruding teenage
breasts.  Lizzie hadn't seen her at all over summer break so Kate could
have grown them then, but Lizzie certainly was suspicious.  That and she
was self-conscious too.  While Lizzie wasn't flat-chested and there were
other girls in school with smaller breasts than her, she didn't exactly
have the giant breasts that Kate had.

Regardless of chest size though, Lizzie was still hopeful that she could
make the squad.  There was one girl left to try out after Kate.  Lizzie had
seen her around school before, but didn't know her name.  There was only
one person she needed to beat and that was Kate.  Lizzie absolutely hated
and thought how unfair it was that so much of what happened in her life
revolved around Kate.  She hated it even more when Claire Miller announced
that Kate was the new cheerleader.  Lizzie should have known better.
Claire was Kate's best friend and nobody stood a chance of making the squad
other than Kate.  Lizzie got up to get her things to go home when Kate
stopped her before she could take a single step.

"Hey McGuire."

"What do you want Kate?"

"Nothing important.  I'm just curious to know how it feels to still be a
loser?  You've always been a loser and you'll always be a loser."

"Whatever.  I'm going home.  I've got a test to study for," Lizzie
replied walking away from Kate.

"LOSER!" Kate shouted.

"Yeah well it certainly helps when your best friend is on the squad,"
Lizzie mumbled in frustration.

After a dinner which consisted of meatloaf and mashed potatoes Lizzie
went to her room without saying much of anything to anyone.  She had a big
American History test tomorrow and as she looked over the chapters that the
test was on she realized that for once she was prepared ahead of time and
knew the material.  Lizzie closed her history book and threw it back into
her bag.

She decided to get on the internet to check her e-mail and chat with
Miranda if she was on.  There were a few forwarded jokes and other odd
e-mails that Gordo had sent her and the obligatory pieces of spam which she
deleted.  Lizzie was about to log out of her e-mail when it suddenly chimed
indicating she had new mail.  She checked to see what it was and grumbled
when she saw it was from Kate.  Double-clicking the message it simply read
"LOSER!" in big bold letters.  Lizzie deleted the e-mail and logged onto
instant messenger.

"Great!" She thought when she saw Miranda was on.  Lizzie started to
type out a message to send her when Miranda beat her to the punch and sent
one first.

"So how'd it go?"

"It went ok I guess.  I didn't make it, Kate did of course."

"You forgot that Claire was on the squad didn't you?  I didn't think of
it until I got home today."

"That's not the only reason Kate made it," Lizzie typed.  She turned
around for a moment to get a Diet Coke she had been sipping on while
studying.

"What do you mean?"

"All the girls on the cheerleading squad have big boobs and suddenly now
so does Kate."

"So?  You haven't seen her all summer.  Maybe she grew them then.  This
one girl Shelby in my art class who didn't have them last year has them
this year."

"Crap!" Lizzie said to herself knocking her drink over spilling it all
over her desk and partially onto her keyboard.  She ran to the kitchen to
get some paper towels and she moistened some of them before returning to
her room.  Lizzie cleaned the soda off the table and took her time
carefully cleaning the buttons on her keyboard.  When she was satisfied
with the clean-up job she returned to her chat with Miranda.

"Sorry about the wait.  I just spilled some Coke.  Anyways, the only
reason Kate has big boobs now is because she stuffs her bra."

"Maybe so," Miranda typed, "but even if she didn't have a big chest she
still would have made the squad because of Claire."

"I know, it was dumb of me to think I stood a chance."

"Oh well, at least you tried though, even if it was futile."

"At least Kate's still calling me a loser ever chance she gets.  It's
good to know things are still normal between us."

"Don't listen to Kate, nobody does except her stuck up friends."

"That's true I guess..."

"Hey Lizzie I would love to stay and chat, but I've got to go study for
the history test tomorrow.  I only really meant to get online long enough
to check my e-mail."

"No problem Miranda, I could use some refreshing on the material myself.
I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow Lizzie."

The messenger indicator turned off and Miranda was now offline.  Lizzie
sighed and turned off her computer.  She changed into her pajamas and
climbed into bed.  Lizzie laid there watching t.v.  until she fell asleep.

The next morning Lizzie found Miranda and Gordo in the school cafeteria
as usual and sat down with them to wait for the first bell to ring.

"So Lizzie how did the tryouts go?  Are you now part of Hillridge's
upper elite all set to bring cheer and school spirit to meaningless junior
high sports games?" Gordo asked closing his math book.

"Of course not, who else but Kate would get the spot?"

"Claire's already on the squad.  Lizzie had no chance," Miranda
commented.

"Hey thanks for the pep talk Miranda!"

"You know what I mean.  They could have had professional cheerleaders
try out and Kate still would have made the squad."

"Yeah I thought about saying something about that, but I figured why
ruin it for Lizzie?  At least she knows she's better than Kate.  Speaking
of the devil, what's going on with Kate over there?" Gordo asked spotting
Kate on the other side of the cafeteria being followed by a group of kids.

"I don't know," Lizzie said, "looks like they're doing something to
upset her.  Who cares though?  She'll ignore them like she does everyone
else.

"MCGUIRE!" Kate shouted spotting Lizzie.

"Here she comes.  What did you do this time Lizzie?" Miranda asked.

"Nothing that I know of.  Hey Kate what's up?" Lizzie asked trying to
act cheerful when Kate walked up.

"Ok, which one of you dweebs sent messages to everyone in the school
saying I stuffed my bra?"

"Sorry, I don't know anything about your bra," Gordo replied.

"Shut up, I know it wasn't you!" Kate snapped.  "It was one of these
two," she said staring down Lizzie and Miranda, "but who?"

"It wasn't us Kate, why would we do that?  We don't want to have to deal
with you anymore than we have to," Miranda said.

"You and Gordon don't have reasons right now, but Lizzie does.  Might
you be jealous that I made the squad and you didn't," Kate scowled at
Lizzie.  "Or perhaps you're jealous because I have boobs and you don't?
You just watch yourself McGuire.  It'll be coming and you won't like it at
all."

"What is?  What's coming?" Lizzie half-shouted after Kate.  "What do you
think she's going to do Miranda?"

"She probably won't do much of anything.  Knock your lunch tray out of
your hand, pour milk in your hair, something like that I'd guess."

"Or she could do what she did to Ricky Miller yesterday," Gordo added.

"What did she do to Ricky?  I thought he went home sick yesterday?"
Lizzie asked.

"He did, but the reason he did was because Kate put Ex-Lax in his lunch.
That's what I hear anyways."

Eeew!  Gross!  Why would she do that?" Miranda asked disgusted.

"Because she only got a ninety-five on some homework he did for her."

"Are you serious?" Lizzie asked shocked.

"Yeah.  This is Kate we're talking about here, remember?"

Just then the morning bell rang for class.

"That's just nasty and mean.  Looks like I won't be eating lunch for
awhile," Lizzie said picking up her bag.  "I'll see you later Gordo.
Miranda and I have a test first period."

"Cya Gordo."

"Okay, I'll see you two at lunch."

As Lizzie and Miranda walked to their class they started to talk.

"What do you think happened?  You didn't message everyone telling them
Kate stuffed her bra did you?" Miranda asked.

"Not intentionally.  Not unless..."

"Unless what Lizzie?"

"Well I was drinking Diet Coke last night while I was chatting with you
and I spilled it on my table and keyboard.  Maybe I accidentally did
something then while I was cleaning it."

"I wouldn't worry too much about it.  You'll do something else to upset
Kate and she'll forget all about this."

"That's what I'm afraid of."

Lizzie studied all night long the night before the test and did all of
her homework.  She knew the material inside and out, yet when test time
rolled around she had become too worried about Kate and couldn't
concentrate.  The tests were graded there in class and Lizzie still managed
to get a B- despite her distractions.

The day went by ever so slowly for Lizzie and when lunch arrived she
refused to eat even after Miranda and Gordo volunteered to buy lunch for
her.  Lizzie and Kate made eye contact several times during lunch and Kate
shot her an evil look each time.  Lizzie was more than happy when lunch was
over and she took off for her next class which was math.

While the class worked on an in-class assignment Lizzie got permission
from the teacher to use the bathroom.  As Lizzie sat down on the toilet to
pee she heard the bathroom door open and shut.

"Please don't let it be Kate, please don't let it be Kate!" Lizzie
prayed in her head.  One by one each of the stall doors were slammed
opened.

"Oh my god!  It is Kate!" Lizzie panicked pulling her pants up while
considering crawling under the stall's wall to the one next to her after
Kate checked it.

Lizzie had no time to make a decision.  Her stall door swung open and
Kate stood on the other smiling maniacally at her.  Kate grabbed Lizzie by
the hair and swung her into wall across from the door.  Lizzie slammed into
the wall and cried out in pain sliding down to the floor.  Before she could
get up Kate planted a foot to her chest pinning her to the floor.

"I told you it was coming!" Kate laughed.

"Kate!  Please!  It was an accident!  I swear!"

"Accident or not it doesn't matter McGuire.  You're going to get yours.
Not here and not now, but consider this a warning."

Kate lifted her foot and Lizzie started to get up.  She was quickly
kicked back down and hit her head against the floor.  Lizzie grunted in
pain and Kate laughed at her as she walked out.

Lizzie returned to class and for the rest of the day was afraid of
running into Kate.  She seemed even more pissed off and hateful than usual.
Lizzie was worried that Kate might try to pick a fight with her and she
definitely was no fighter.  So after each class Lizzie was careful in
looking into the hall for Kate before going to her next class.  She wasted
no time in the halls and didn't go into anymore bathrooms.  Lizzie quickly
went from one class to another and luckily didn't run into Kate at all.

Lizzie and Miranda were supposed to go shopping for supplies for their
history project after school.  When the last bell rang Lizzie was more than
happy for the day to be over.  She raced towards the cafeteria where she
was going to meet Miranda but as she got closer she realized she still
needed to go to the bathroom since she had been interrupted by Kate.
Lizzie was still paranoid about Kate walking in on her, but she was on the
verge of peeing on herself.

Lizzie decided that she could use the bathroom and still play it safe by
using the restroom nearest to the cafeteria.  She quickly ducked into the
bathroom and hurriedly emptied her bladder.  Kate hadn't shown up and
Lizzie was relieved, but she wasn't about to spend anymore time in the
bathroom than she had too.  Lizzie pulled her pants back up fastening them
and moved the switch over unlocking the door.  Just as she was about to
pull the door open Lizzie heard a sound that made her freeze; the bathroom
door had open and closed again.

"Lizzie are you in here?" It was Claire, but that didn't make it any
easier for her to respond.  "Lizzie are you here?"

Lizzie stood still petrified in silence.

"GOD DAMN IT MCGUIRE!  WE KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE!" Kate screamed.

"Kate calm down.  Everyone outside will here you," Claire said soothing
voice.

One by one all of the stall doors were flung open with force just like
earlier in the day.  Claire and Kate quickly got to Lizzie's stall and no
sooner had the door swung open than Kate was wrapping duct tape around
Lizzie's mouth.  Despite the tape Lizzie started screaming at the top of
her lungs and even though the tape muffled her screams some Lizzie was
still letting out a loud noise.  Kate brought her bare palm across Lizzie's
face once and when the screaming didn't stop, Kate slapped her again.
Lizzie stopped screaming the second time.

"Now is the time, but this isn't the place," Kate said staring hard at
Lizzie.

"Just so we can walk through the school easier, we're going to take the
tape off your mouth, but if you so much as make a sound you'll regret it!"
Claire warned coldly.  "Do you understand?"

Lizzie quietly shook her head yes.

"Good now let's go," Kate ordered harshly ripping the tape from Lizzie's
mouth.

The three girls quickly walked through the school without making a sound
to anyone or anything.  Claire was in front, Lizzie was in the middle, and
Kate brought up the rear.  When they stopped in front of the sports
equipment room near the gym, Claire removed a key from her pocket and
opened the door.  She slipped the key back into her pocket and pushed
Lizzie inside.

While Claire ripped Lizzie's shirt and bra from her body, Kate found the
box that the jumpropes were kept in.  She pulled out an old-fashioned one
that had the two wooden handles with rope between them.  Kate bound
Lizzie's hands together with one end and threw the other end over some low
rise rafters.  Kate pulled down the other end until Lizzie's arms were
raised in the air above her head then she tied the second end around
Lizzie's wrists as well.

Kate then took Lizzie's bra from Claire and told her to remove the rest
of Lizzie's clothing.  Kate shoved the Lizzie's own bra into her mouth and
gagged her with another piece of tape.  As Claire removed Lizzie's pants,
the last of her clothing, Lizzie's eyes widened and a look of terror and
panic took over her face.

"You know what the great thing about the beginning of the school year is
McGuire?" Kate taunted.  "There are no sports to make use of all of this
wonderful equipment.  Should we give her an example Claire?"

"I think we should Kate," Claire replied handing Kate a red rubber
playground ball.

"While dodgeball is normally something the guys like the play, I think
us girls can get something out of it too."

Kate threw the ball as hard as she could at Lizzie pelting her in the
stomach.  Lizzie wheezed loudly as the air was knocked out of her and she
desperately tried suck some in through her nose.  Claire picked up the ball
Kate had just thrown and handed it back to her.  She then got a ball for
herself from a nearby basket.  Kate and Claire threw their balls at Lizzie.
Kate's ball hit Lizzie in the hip and Claire's struck her in the face.
Lizzie's head snapped back at the impact and when it came back forward
blood was trickling from her nose.

The two girls laughed at Lizzie without remorse and Kate decided to play
nurse and check on Lizzie's bleeding nose.  She placed her thumb and index
finger on the sides of Lizzie's noise and squeezed hard.  Lizzie screamed
hysterically as pain shot from her nose through her body.  Kate then
started to twist Lizzie's nose to the left and tape or not Lizzie's screams
got louder and more hysterical.  Tears started to run down Lizzie's face
and Kate let go of her nose seemingly getting pleasure from Lizzie's pain.
Kate grinned wickedly and licked the tears from Lizzie's face.

"Here you go," Claire said.

Kate turned and took another jumprope from her.  This time it was one of
those jumpropes that had the plastic handles and the alternating red and
white plastic noodles that covered the rope.  Kate folded the rope in half
holding both handles in one hand.  Claire blew Kate a kiss as she turned
Lizzie's backside towards Kate.

Lizzie cried again and her tears reappeared as Kate struck her across
the ass with the jumprope.  Lizzie then felt the stinging slap of plastic
against her back and against her legs.  She screamed and cried as Kate
continued to whip her.  Then when Kate was happy with the size and color of
welts spread across Lizzie's body she stopped and dropped the jumprope to
the floor.

"Now while dodgeball is a sport that girls should be getting into, one
sport that's already popular is softball," Claire whispered in Lizzie's ear
licking it.

Scared of where this was leading Lizzie started to thrash around and
trying to free herself from the rope.  It did little good and she started
screaming again as she continued trying to free herself.

Kate handed a bat to Claire who took position behind Lizzie and Kate
took position in front of her with a bat of her own.  Kate began to lick
the barrel of the bat up and down batting her eyes at Lizzie.

"So have you ever had a cock this big?" Kate teased.  "Let me guess, you
probably haven't even seen a dick before have you?  Well there's only one
way to find out."

Kate stuck her index and middle fingers into her mouth sucking and
wetting them, before spreading Lizzie's cuntal lips with them.  She keep
pushing and pushing deep into Lizzie's twat until she found what she was
looking for.  Kate pressed up hard and deep breaking Lizzie's hymen and
pulled her fingers out.  They were covered in Lizzie's blood and soon it
was dripping from Lizzie's cunt and falling to the floor.

"Don't worry Lizzie, the first time always hurts the worst but you can't
get better without practice."

"You know Kate Lizzie's anus is reacting well to everything I put into
it; my tongue, my fingers, and now the knobby bottom of the bat."

"I alwasy knew Lizzie was a cheap dirty slut.  So tell me McGuire does
Gordo have a large dick?"

Lizzie made no attempt to answer, but kept whining as she felt her ass
and pussy slowly get penetrated by the softball bats.  She couldn't tell
how big the bats were, but they were big enough to split her wide.
Lizzie's asshole and cunt stretched and tore as Claire and Kate continued
to push the bats further into her body.  She finally felt some relief as
the items were slowly pulled out, but the relief was short lived and the
bats were shoved right back into her holes.  The pain was excruciating and
Lizzie writhed as the instruments invaded her body.  She screamed when the
girls started to twist the bats around.

Kate and Claire laughed maniacally as Lizzie's body thrashed around and
her muffled screams filled the room.  Kate then had another idea and
removed the bats from Lizzie's love holes.  She lowered Lizzie to the
ground although Lizzie's hands remained bound while Claire found two tennis
rackets and a tennis ball.  With Lizzie on her hands and knees Kate took
the rackets and with the handles side by side shoved them in Lizzie's
pussy. Plunging the racket handles in and out while Lizzie screamed Kate
told Claire where to place the ball.  Placing it at Lizzie's sphincter
Claire slowly but surely pushed the ball into Lizzie's asshole.  Lizzie's
body swirled with the sensation of pain, pleasure, and a complete mindfuck
that left her body in a defeated state.

Kate and Claire stood next to each other watching smiling with delight
as Lizzie lay on the floor struggling with her congested holes.  They
turned and looked at each other, a twinkle seeming to appear in each
other's eyes.  Without a word their lips pressed and they kissed
passionately their tongues fighting one another.  When their faces
separated Kate discovered her panties to be wet.  She left to find
something.

Claire then came up with a wicked idea of her own.  She forcefully tore
the rackets from Lizzie's cunt and the ball from her ass.  Lizzie screamed
only temporarily at the pain.  She knew more was coming and it was.  Claire
found the golf bag she wanted and removed the putting iron and five golf
balls.  Lizzie had fallen on her side, but Claire kicked her telling her to
get back on her hands and knees.  Claire took the five golf balls inserting
them into Lizzie's pussy one at a time.  As Claire put each ball in, the
area between Lizzie's legs began to swell.  When all the balls were
inserted Claire lightly slapped the sensitive area and Lizzie groaned.
Claire then stood up and with the head of the putter in hand she inserted
the rubber handle of the club into Lizzie's butt.  Lizzie cringed as the
club went deeper and deeper into her.  Claire gave her no mind and when she
seemingly bottomed out she pulled the club out long enough to forcefully
jam it back in.  As Lizzie's screams and cries filled the air Claire began
thrusting the club into Lizzie's anus harder and deeper.  Claire's body
burned as she watched the pained look on Lizzie's face.  Her panties
started to soak as well, and Claire began to pull the club out so she could
whack the balls in Lizzie's twat with it, but Kate stopped her with a hand
on her shoulder.

Claire turned and the two girls' eyes meet.  A gym mat used by the
gymnastics team to practice on was laid out on the floor.  Kate's clothes
were on the floor as well and as Claire looked Kate's body up and down the
burning sensation in her body intensified.  Claire stripped of her clothing
and for the second time her lips meet Kate's.  Kate then did something that
surprised Claire.  Kate bit her lip and gnawed her teeth down until the
skin was broken and Claire's lip was bleeding ever so lightly.

Sitting down on the mat crossing her legs Kate motioned Claire to bend
over her lap.  When Claire was in place Kate reached way back and spanked
her.  Claire grunted and Kate spanked her again and again.  Claire's moans
got louder with each spank.  Running her hand down between Claire's legs
Kate found the incredibly wet cunt she was looking for.  She flipped Claire
onto her back and plunged her face into her pussy.  Kate's tongue licked
Claire's slit, licked her legs, and even licked the very bottom of Claire's
butt crack.  The girl was insatiable and enjoying every moment of it.

With pussy juice on her tongue Kate picked up one of the tennis rackets
and ordered Claire onto all fours like Lizzie.  With a two-hand swing Kate
struck Claire's buttocks with the racket.  Claire squealed in delight and
love juices trickled down her legs.  Kate saw this and struck her bottom
again.  Again Claire moaned loudly and her juices continued to flow.  Kate
struck Claire's ass several more times until a bright shiny sheen glistened
on Claire's dark legs.  Rolling Claire back onto her back Kate took her
time sipping and sucking the girl cum from Claire's legs.

Satisfied with getting Claire off and tasting her, Kate decided it was
her turn.  She faced a wall and placed her hands on it.  Kate cried as the
jumprope with the plastic noodles came crashing down against her backside.
She told Claire to keep going and again she was struck in the back.

With the golf balls filling her pussy and the club still stuck in her
Lizzie watched on incredulously as Claire continued to whip Kate over and
over.  The girl's body had welts and bruises just like she was sure she
had, but Kate was getting off on being whipped.  Lizzie's jaw dropped
figuratively speaking when Kate started to bleed from one of the welts as
she moaned loudly in orgasm and her girl juice started sliming it's way
down her leg.

"I'll be right back with the towels," Claire said as she started to
dress.  Kate slid her hands down her legs and between her thighs covering
her hands in her cum.

"You know Claire don't dress just yet," Kate said squatting next to
Lizzie and wiping her hands in Lizzie's hair.

"You have something else in mind?" Claire asked smiling wickedly and
knowing well what the answer was.

"Just one more thing," Kate replied pulling the club from Lizzie's ass
and the balls from her twat.  "Now stand up you filthy whore and I swear to
god we'll beat you senseless if you try and fight this."

Scared and now fearing for her life, Lizzie quietly did as she was told
sniffling as tears still swelled in her eyes.  Her eyes blew wide open when
Kate started to insert two fingers into her ass.  Lizzie jumped at the
touch.

"I see your ass is still sensitive McGuire.  Good, then you'll feel
this."

Lizzie started to hyperventilate when Kate inserted a third, then a
fourth finger into her ass.  With the baseball bat and golf club having
just filled Lizzie's anus, it was still lose and readily accomodated Kate's
entire hand.  To have just Kate fisting her ass would be one thing, but
when Claire started to fist Lizzie's pussy the whole ordeal almost became
too much for her.

Kate and Claire laughed and taunted Lizzie calling her names and
threatening to exact their wrath on her friends and family.  Lizzie was
humiliated and in pain as the two girls continued to rape her with their
fists.  She screamed loudly through the tape and started to cry
hysterically when Claire grabbed Lizzie's left breast with her free hand
and squeeze it hard driving her nails deep into the flesh.

"We should probably quit now," Claire said suddenly.  "Lizzie's hurt and
your hand is covered in her shit."

"Hmm..." Kate said aloud deep in pretend thought with her hand still
stuck up Lizzie's ass.  "You do have a point..."

Lizzie's eyes widened and she breathed a sigh of relief at the thought
of all of this ending.

"Nah, I'll put up with Lizzie's shit for a little while longer," Kate
replied, "No pun intended.  Now double time."

Lizzie's eyes nearly bugged out like they do in cartoons when Claire and
Kate both squeezed their other hand into their respective orifices.  Slowly
and painfully the girls began to double-fist Lizzie's pussy and ass.
Lizzie knew there was something wrong with Kate, but despite everything
that Kate had done to her, even despite the fact that Kate put Ex-Lax in
Ricky Miller's lunch, Lizzie had no idea how diabolical Kate truly was.

Over and over the four fists pushed and pulled into Lizzie's ass and
twat.  Over and over Claire and Kate humiliated Lizzie calling her a slut,
a whore, and countless other degrading things.  Tears ran down her face as
Lizzie silently cried to herself.  The pain was overwhelming and Lizzie was
stuck in a pit of misery void of all self-respect.

Then just as suddenly as the day's ordeal began, it ended.  Claire and
Kate pulled their hands out of Lizzie and the gaping holes they left behind
were a sight to behold.  Kate ordered Lizzie to lay on her back for one
final act.  Straddling Lizzie's face Kate pressed her pussy to Lizzie's
mouth forcing it open.  Lizzie gagged at the sudden spray of Kate's urine
that filled her mouth.  Not wanting to induce Kate's wrath any further
Lizzie swallowed the yellow liquid quickly trying not to spill any.  When
Kate finished she got up sighing melodramatically and Claire took her
place. Lizzie swallowed the second helping of piss and layed still as
Claire got up smiling staring her down.

Being in the best condition to do so, Claire redressed and left the
equipment room.  She returned fifteen minutes later with three towels.  She
gave one to Kate, kept one for herself, and threw the third one at Lizzie.
The rusty abused sink in the room creaked to life as Claire turned the
handles to wash her hands.  Kate followed behind her and when the solid of
the shit was gone from her hands she redressed and walked over to where
Lizzie had curled into a fetal position.

"Get up," She ordered Lizzie.  It took some time but Lizzie did manage
to sit up though her knees were against her chest and her arms were wrapped
around them.

"Listen to me carefully McGuire.  We're done for now and I'm going to
untie your hands.  As far as the bra incident goes we're even and it's
over. However if you tell anyone about what happened today, what we'll do
to you will make today look like a picnic.  Do you understand me?"

Lizzie shook her head yes and Kate untied her hands and removed the gag
from her mouth.

"Good, though next time we might just skip you and go straight for
friends and family."

The next morning Lizzie sat in the cafeteria with Miranda and Gordo as
usual as they waited for the bell to ring.  Lizzie was very withdrawn and
hardly spoke a word.  She didn't even give Miranda an answer as to what
happened to her after school.

"Hey Lizzie?" Gordo asked as he stared past her.

"Hmm?"

"What did you do to Kate to piss her off?"

"No!" Lizzie cried her eyes widening in fear as she swung around
spotting Kate and Claire walking towards her.

"What do you want Kate?" Miranda asked angrily, "We don't know who told
the school you stuff your bra!"

"Shut up Miranda, We're not here to talk to you," Claire sneered.

"What do you want then?" Gordo asked irritated.

"We're here to officially anoint Lizzie as a Hillridge Junior High
cheerleader," Kate answered pulling a box from behind her back handing it
to Lizzie.  Lizzie's eyes widened though for a different reason this time.

"What's this?"

"Open it McGuire," Claire replied.  Lizzie's jaw dropped as she opened
the box and found a cheerleading uniform inside.

"The next meeting is on Friday though with your shortness of ability you
may want to start practicing before then.  See you then," Kate said walking
away with Claire.

"I thought you didn't make it?" Gordo asked.

"Me too..."

"Damn Lizzie, you're one of the cool girls now!" Miranda said shocked.

Lizzie went through the day unsure if what Kate said was real or another
cruel joke of hers.  At lunch she ran into Kate in the lunchline and
decided to confront her.

"What's going on Kate?"

"What are you talking about McGuire?"

"This morning with Claire saying I was a cheerleader.  What?  Did you
two suddenly forget what you did to me yesterday???"

"Look as far as we go, I meant what I said at the tryouts and I have no
second thoughts about what I've ever said or done to you.  To be honest I
still don't like you and couldn't give a shit about you either way."

"Tell me something I don't know."

"Then shut up and listen.  Shortly after lunch yesterday I found out
that Kim was caught with weed in her locker and expelled from school.
Needless to say she's also off the squad and while I don't like you I am
willing to admit that you were the best of who showed up at the tryouts
second to me of course.  Now if you were anybody else Claire and I probably
wouldn't have done anything, but with our lack of feeling towards you we
had to initiate you so we decided to run with the whole revenge for your
bra comment idea."

"How noble of you."

"Look McGuire every year the squad goes out to competitions and while
you're used to it I don't want to be a loser.  You were the best of what
was left and we'll just have to work with it.  Don't fuck up and there
won't be any problems.  Oh and just so you know, my breasts are real,
though you may want to stuff your bra to help fill out your uniform."

