A hot streak that ends in you

You dress in a short black miniskirt, all the better to flip up and get down to business when the time comes, a tight white synth-silk top which hugs your body so tightly that your nipples are clearly visible through them. You change your hair colour to blonde and your eye colour to a striking shade of blue, before adding some expensive accessories to cultivate your look of a sexy and successful gambler. You were fairly confident based on what Rosa has gleaned from Maggie and other Sisters that you now embodied her ideal woman.

You make your way to the Lucky Quazar, heading straight for the elevator and making your way down to the subterranean gambler's den. You reckon you have about an hour to set up and familiarise yourself with the layout of the den, and then to log into the network to alter the odds of various games so that Maggie has one hell of a hot streak, with enough ups and downs to the night to make her feel as though she's unbeatable.

You also prepare a separate routine to keep any college girls Maggie's brought with her from getting into anything too serious. Although you suspect as Maggie wins start to wrack up, she'll be focusing much less on pushing them to keep playing and far more on her own games.

Naturally, you'd have to tip the various staff working as dealers to not say anything and act the congratulatory host. Some were very suspicious about it all, but more than happy to go along with it, when they realised your tip and likely anything Maggie gave to show off her generosity wouldn't come with any strings attached. Now all you have to do is wait at the bar unnoticed until it the time was right to make your entrance.

When Maggie arrives you can't resist stealing a long look at her, to admire the body that by the end of the night you hope to feel against your own. The body that in a few months will be swelling with the little extra surprise Maggie will be leaving here with.

Maggie walks in wearing a very revealing open-back sparkling white dress, which leaves a lot of her fair skin on show although mostly her long slender legs and her perk C-cup boobs. Equally, sparkling makeup was framing her almond-shaped eyes her brown eyes full of excitement as she struts towards one of the tables. Maggie is flanked on either side by two bewildered and very nervous-looking girls from your college, you somewhat recognise them having seen the around campus, but didn't know either by name.

You settle down at the bar, nursing a drink and focusing on your mini holo device, monitoring the three girl's games to ensure the plan goes smoothly. Throwing the college girls the occasional small win, just enough to keep their losses low enough that they can continue playing alongside Maggie, but not enough to give them the feeling that they might win big. Maggie, on the other hand, you have her riding two sets of extremes, ensuring she has the full adrenaline rush of highs and lows, but with more highs than lows.

About two hours later, Maggie is entirely absorbed in her own games, so you subtly approach the two girls separately and give them some friendly advice about knowing when to quit. Giving them each a drink on you to round off the night before getting out of her before they try and buy more chips. With the girls gone, it was time for you to start making a splash of your own and catch Maggie's eye and lure her into your trap.

You find it a bit bizarre that a casino in this day and age might still use the old plastic discs to represent your money when it would be far easier to integrate virtual currency with digital real currency. However, as you play, you have to admit there is some charm to manipulating the stacks of them around, toying with the individual discs while you contemplate your next move.

"Looks like someone having a good night," You say walking over towards Maggie, who doesn't even look up from the game table.

"Tell me about it, I've already cashed out about 10 times what I came in here with, but I just keep winning," Maggie replies with a confident tone, still focusing on her game.

"Mmmm sounds like my kinda night," You reply in a sensual tone, causing Maggie to finally look up, her brown eyes widen when she sees you, quickly filling with desire.

"One that might be getting better and better by the minute," Maggie replies in a soft teasing tone. "I could use a little extra luck, fancy blowing on these?" Maggie asks, holding up some clear perspex cubes with numbers on them. "I hear it's lucky to have a beautiful woman blow on things," She adds with a mischievous grin.

"Sure, I've always found that I feel lucky being blown by a sexy woman," You reply with a confident smile, pulling your skirt taught against your body for a moment and briefly revealing your bulge through the material. You lean over giving Maggie a very good look down the front of your synth-silk top and gently blow on the cubes. "Like what you saw?" You ask in a teasing whisper as you straighten up and position yourself next toMaggie.

"Yes on both counts," She replies with a smile before tossing the dice down the length of the long table before they settle and a holo projection of a four and a three shimmer into view above them. "I think you really might be my lucky charm," She adds as a small mountain of chips is pushed towards Maggie.

"Care to play something a bit more high stakes?" You offer in a teasing tone. "I'd love to try and win the dress off that body of yours," You add with a soft flirty giggle.

"Mmmm I'll take that bet, although I'm pretty sure it'll be me taking your clothes when we're done here," Maggie replies with a grin as the pair of you make your way over to a card table.

"One way or the other, I'm sure we'll enjoy ourselves," You reply in a smooth tone.

"So the first one to quit or lose all their chips loses, and the winner gets to pick positions?" Maggie offers with a grin. "I'm not on anything, but I've brought something just in case tonight went as well as it is," Maggie replies, reaching down the top of her sparkling dress and pulling up a square foil packet before sliding it back in place.

"Sounds good so far, but maybe we can spice it up a little," You muse with a wicked smile. "How about skip the protection and the winner gets to pick where my cum goes?" You offer with a grin.

"Doesn't seem like there's much in it for me if I win," Maggie replies in a sultry tone.

"Well you could make me do anything with my cum, make me give myself a facial, make me swallow it," You begin with a flirty tone before leaning in bringing your lips right next to Maggie's ear. "Also as a Futa, I possess both sets of reproductive organs, so I'm sure a naughty minx like you could get a little creative with what wicked things you could do with my cum if you win," You reply in a sensual whisper, which causes Maggie to shudder in excitement.

"Fuck, that's hot," Maggie admits, chewing her bottom lip and taking a few deep breaths.

"A little risk to spice things up, isn't that why we gamble?" You ask with a flirty giggle, Maggie looks up at you, about to say something but you smile. "Come now, neither of us needs the money, and I saw those amateurs you came in with," You continue with a confident smile.

"They were just girls from my classes," Maggie replies with a nervous smile.

"Oh, really?" You reply with a soft laugh. "Because I reckon you couldn't even tell me their names," You add with a grin, Maggie finding herself lost for words. "I bet you brought them here in the hopes they'd get in over their heads, and end up having to work off the debt, didn't you?" You ask with a triumphant smile.

"Maybe," Maggie admits in a low tone, taking a cautious look around to ensure none of the nearby staff is some of her previous victims.

"Winning is great and all, but isn't it all the sweeter watching someone else lose?" You ask in a sensual whisper, "How many of your 'Class mates' do you reckon have ended up doing a little more for tips to pay it off faster, how many good girls have you brought to their knees in front of a stranger?" You ask in a sensual whisper.

"They wouldn't have to if they were good enough," Maggie replies in a soft whisper, by now her nipples are clearly visible through her dress.

"Exactly," You reply softly. "It's all about knowing when the reward is worth the risk," You offer softly while teasing a single finger along Maggie's arm. "So what do you say, what would you risk for a chance to play for me?" You ask with a grin, knowing full well you have Maggie eating out of the palm of your hand by now.

"I've already almost agreed to let you fuck me bareback and possibly cum inside me," Maggie replies with a grin. "Isn't that enough?" She asks with a grin.

"It was, but now I've confirmed my suspicions about you, I want that little extra kick to this," You reply with an evil smile. "If you think you're good enough to take me, that is," You add.

"Try me," Maggie replies confidently.

"Alright, we'll make this more lasting, forget the money," You reply, pulling out two bio bands from the front of your tight white, synth-silk top. "Loser gets a pussy full of my potent cum, and if it sticks they have to live with the consequences," You say with a grin.

"Woah, I'm down for some risky fun, but I'm way too young to be a Mom," Maggie replies shaking her head.

"Don't think you can win?" You reply in a confident tone, knowing full well in her horny state, Maggie might find it too hard to resist. "Besides I'm not asking you to do anything but give my swimmers a shot at that pretty body of yours, if you lose that is," You add in a teasing tone.

"Oh, you're going down," Maggie replies with a grin, grabbing one of the bio bands and attaching it to her wrist.

With that Maggie's fate is sealed, little does she know just how stacked the odds are in your favour, both in the holo-poker game you're about to play and also with how persistent your modded sperm is. All too happy to hibernate in her womb, ready for the cocktail of hormones heralding ovulation to rouse them from their slumber to fertilise the egg the moment it's ready.

Naturally having a flair for the dramatic, you have pre-rigged the hands, to give Maggie a good back and forth, before slowly losing, before your miraculous comeback with a miraculous hand. Leaving Maggie looking dumbfounded as it begins to sink in, just what she has lost here.

"Wait, maybe we can work something out," Maggie pleads, I'll get you lots of money, just slip out and come on my ass, that'll be close enough for the bands," Maggie offers feebly.

"Mmmmm, I don't need money," You reply in a sultry tone. "Besides I played like hell to get my prize, besides, had I not won that hand, would you let me weasel my way out of you making me inseminate myself?" You ask in a teasing tone, which has Maggie avoid your eye sheepishly. "Besides, I think we both know, win or lose, we both really want this," You reply, unclasping your miniskirt and dropping it to the floor, your cock straining obscenely against the tight underwear.