Five Card Draw

Lois shuffled the cards, mind racing. She needed answers; which meant she needed to bet—and win. As long as the game wasn't rigged, and she was dealing...

"Five-card draw," the reporter said. "Ante up." Lois tossed the poker chip with a bra on it into the pot. Blaze's eyes flashed, and she tossed a chip in with a bright red question mark on it.

Lois bridged the cards, feeling them shuffle between her fingers.

"When can I cash in a chip?" She asked. "You took my shirt and pants right away."

She held out the deck for Blaze to cut, but the demonness tapped the top card.

"Any time you want," Blaze said, as Lois began to deal. "Most people seem to prefer to wait until they have something they want."

Ten cards slid across the table, five in front of Blaze, five in front of Lois. The demonness picked up her hand and studied it with interest. Lois did likewise.

J♦ 5♥ Q♠ A♣ 2♣

Not even a pair. As Lois tried to calculate the odds, she heard the clink of chip-on-chip. She looked over and saw Blaze had thrown the chip with her clothes on them in the pot.

"In for one." The crimson-skinned woman smiled.

Lois laid her hand on the felt...and found a chip there. She glanced down, and saw the sigil of her panties. Of course. The reporter picked it up...and saw another chip there, with her high heels.

"One...and I raise one." She said, tossing them into the pot.

Blaze smiled, and drew a chip from—Lois blinked. Blaze had, for a moment, pushed her breasts together with her upper arms, and reached into the little pocket of cleavage and pulled out a chip. On it was the image of a pair of breasts.

Blaze discarded three cards; Lois tossed two, keeping the Jack, Queen, and Ace. She had an outside shot at a high straight, but she'd be lucky to even draw a pair. The reporter picked up the deck and dealt out the new cards. Blaze picked hers up and studied them, and Lois did likewise.

A♣ A♠ K♠ Q♠ J♦

Not a straight—but a high pair. Lois kept her face calm. She didn't think she could out-bluff the demon, not at five-card draw, but she'd be in the pink.

Her hand felt to the table to her side...and she felt chips there. Lois looked down at them. One had a pair of breasts on them, like the chip that Blaze had tossed in earlier. The other had the word castitas emblazoned on it in silver letters. The reporter looked at the nude demon and raised an eyebrow.

"This game is played for, and with, things you and I value. Both physical attributes—" Blaze reached across the table to poke Lois' right tit "—and more immaterial aspects of your character. Castitas is Latin for 'Chastity,' of course. You value it...and I would value owning it." She smiled, showing her fangs.

"I'm not chaste," Lois ran a thumb over the edge of the chip.

"Oh darling. You're a virgin in places you have no idea about yet. Now...your bet."

Lois breathed, feeling her heart beat. The demon was goading her—trying to keep her from betting high. She tossed both chips in.

"Call," Blaze said, and tossed two chips labeled with question marks into the pot.

Eight chips...and Lois wasn't quite sure what she would be winning or losing with this hand. But it was time to show her cards.