A/N: I know this would never happen in canon and is kind of pervy. It's the only way I can imagine shipping these two, though, and this story is all about random ships.

It took some sneaking around, but Lola finally had a vibrator that was a little bigger and stronger than the one she carried around on her keychain. She was determined to have an orgasm, to feel what pleasure felt like. She initially planned on buying a jelly vibe, but then the feminist club ran this thing about how the jelly was just a bunch of toxic gunk that melted all over the place, and Lola wanted to throw up. After that, she decided she simply had to have silicone and she didn't care if it cost her $60 of hard-earned tips.

She pressed the Fun Factory toy to her clitoris and let out a light moan. This felt good, but it wasn't working. She didn't feel the surge of pleasure Frankie talked about or that "warm feeling" that another girl on the volleyball team mentioned. Maybe she needed to fantasize about someone.

Rubbing some lube onto the toy, Lola started to push it into her entrance. She imaged Tiny doing the same and shuddered with initial pleasure that waned into nothing. Her mind replaced Tiny with Zig, then with pizza guy after pizza guy until eventually she grew frustrated. The toy was inside her, and all she wanted to do was throw it across the room.

She clearly wasn't relaxed, and her doctor said she had to relax to make this work. Taking a few deep breaths, Lola tried to clear her mind and let it wander to where it wanted to. Suddenly, there was Zoë Rivas, in a short cheerleader skirt, sliding it off and…Lola pulled out the toy and began rubbing it against her clitoris. Did girls rub their clitorises together? In Lola's imagination, they did, and she started to feel what could only be described as red. It was intense like pain but comfortable, warm, and safe like pleasure. She tilted her head back and involuntarily choked out Zoë's name as her first orgasm waved through her.

Weird. Well, her doctor did say that different things worked for different girls. She told herself it didn't have to mean anything, cleaned up, and texted Tiny about where they'd be meeting up for non-cheating pizza.