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Chapter 8 by Zeebop Zeebop

What Kind Of Game?

Cards

A table was before Lois. Not appeared, just...there. As if it had always been there. Green felt. A four-legged stool with a black leather cushion on her side. A single lamp, hovering above the table, illumined it. Across the felt...

Blaze sat there, shuffling the cards. Lois' gaze was drawn to her breasts, but she quickly raised it to focus on a pair of glowing eyes above a sensuous mouth.

"Blackjack. You know how to play." Blaze said.

"What are the stakes?" Lois said as she sat down.

"That depends on you." Blaze said. "This is your game. What are you willing to potentially lose, to get what you want? You can walk away at any time...with your wins and losses. The things you win are those things that you want." Blaze finished shuffling and reached across the table, offering Lois the chance to cut. The reporter split the deck, and returned it.

"Like what?" Lois said.

"Gifts. Enhancements. The women all played for those. But let's start small." The held up a poker chip, marked with a question mark. "Answers." She tossed the chip into the center of the table. "Ante up."

Lois tapped her fingers against the felt...and felt something hard and round. She looked down to see a pile of chips. She picked the top one up. There was a jacket and pair of red pants on it. Nonchalantly, she tossed it to land beside the other chip. "Okay," she said. "I'm in."

Blaze dealt a card face down to each of them, then a card face up.

Lois had the Q♥ showing, a nude bare-breasted woman with legs spread, showing her vagina and asshole, a hear tattooed just above her pussy lips. Blaze the J♥. An erect cock, the testicles concealed in a little sack with a heart on it. Cute. Briefly, Lois looked at her face-down card. 2♦. She had to assume Blaze had at least a five... "Hit me," she said.

The Ace of Clubs hit the felt like a lead weight. Lois stared at the brown-eye at the center of it, the pussy and cock hanging beneath little more than an anatomical curiosity. She sighed...then shivered.

Her clothes were gone. Lois sat at the table in just her underwear and heels. She tapped the table, and found another chip there...with a bra on it.

Blaze smiled and passed the deck over to her. "Your deal."

What Does Lois Deal?

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