Deal out the sixth round.

It's hard to see, but you still toss everyone their cards. Malakae keeps them close to her stomach to see them without you getting a glance, and you bring them around behind her to do the same. You press them flat against her bare back. "Maybe I can just keep them here," you say.

[2 of Stars, 4 of Shields]

Some god out there hates me today... Or, maybe I shouldn't complain given the situation I'm in.

"Don't do that," Malakae responds.

You chuckle and put them both back down onto the table instead.

As for the flop: [J of Shields, K of Eyes, 8 of Stars]

Worst hand so far. Not even a single pair.

Then the turn: [A of Shields]

"Eh. I fold this one too," you say. Wait for your moment. Anyway, it's fun enough just watching the others. I don't really need to do anything. Maybe next time I'll go all in no matter what just to see what happens.

Trin, either because she has a great hand or because she feels like she has no other option, immediately sits back and says, "I call."

"Wow. No, I fold on this one too. Some god out there hates me today," Delphi says.

Hah.

Trin stares at the Malakae on your lap. "Go ahead. Just fold and give me this one. Please. I really wanna put something on."

"No way!" Malakae pulls herself back on your lap, nudging directly against your erection. She freezes. Perhaps the others don't know the reason, but Malakae suddenly becomes even more flustered. You feel her thighs quiver nervously. "I s-said no way. I call," she says, though doesn't turn her attention towards you, probably because she considered that to be making it a little too weird.

Delphi sinks into the soft fabric and looks as if she's about to fall asleep in its warmth. "Draw that card, Kyle."

"It's getting hard with Malakae there," you say.

"I bet it is."

Immediately, Malakae freezes up again. It definitely did get hard.

You struggle to reach around to the deck, but you succeed in flipping the last one over: [A of Stars]

"Aha! How about this, Malakae?" Trin boasts as she reveals a ten and a nine, making a straight.

After a moment of frustrated pause, Malakae not only tosses her cards forwards, but she scrambles them with the discarded ones from both you and Dephi, and partially knocks the deck over as well. "I had nothing, all right? Whatever. This game is all luck." However, you swear you saw something strange. Because she's on your lap, you were able to see the corners of the cards when she briefly lifted them. She had both other As in the deck. That's miraculous luck and also a four-of-a-kind.

Did she just lie about losing?

"Yes, yes!" Trin leaps up in celebration, briefly forgetting about her wardrobe situation. She then looks to the pile with concern. One qipao is being worn by you as a belt, and the other is serving as Delphi's bed. There are two socks and three stockings. Delphi's tiny panties won't do anything for her, but both her and Malakae's undergarments are there. They just don't do much, to cover up the only thing not really visible beneath the table anyway. That leaves only one thing.

She bends over the table and takes your shirt. She withdraws back and begins to button it up. Immediately, she feels the relief of being covered up. The shirt is just barely long enough to serve as the world's tiniest skirt, but that's much better than nothing at all. Though as you look at her wearing nothing but your shirt, you can't help but find it even more attractive then when she was nude.

Malakae turns her eyes back to you in order to whisper something briefly. "You'd at least best not be staring at the inferior dragon as opposed to me."

"... What?"

"N-Nothing. Just try to control yourself back there."

"It's not gonna go back down if you keep fidgeting on my lap."

"I'm not fidgeting!" she shouts, and that one everyone heard.

Delphi holds her panties up, though she's still safely concealed in the balled up qipao. "Trouble in paradise over there?" she asks before shooting a three pointer, adding her underwear to the pile which already holds her other.

"I just gotta take something off, but you got Malakae glued to my lap," you say.

"Take the sock-scarf off, you goofball."

You shrug and undo Trin's white stocking from your shoulders before giving it a toss to the center. "All right. All done."

Trin leans forwards. She's regained her confidence now that she has clothing to swear, despite the fact that if she were to dress down to this earlier, she would have been humiliated--nothing at all but a shirt that's just barely big enough to go past her hips. Instead, she has a wide, mischievous grin on her face. "Two tasks to inflict upon Malakae. This should be fun. Hey, Delphi. Can I ask you something?"

"You can't have this dress back," she replies.

"No. I was gonna ask if Malakae can temporarily leave Kyle's lap until my two punishments are dealt."

"Ah! Yes, that's fine."

Malakae slowly slides off the side of your legs with a mumbling, "You're all just making this up as you go".

Trin giggles and quickly skips behind you in order to face the other dragon directly. You eye her up and down, especially those legs of hers. It doesn't take much for that button-up shirt she's wearing to slip a little too high. She's far too engrossed in the moment to care, however.

"First task. Don't dodge this," she says.

Malakae steps back. "Excuse me?"

"It won't hurt, obviously. I'm not gonna have a task where I just kick you." She then raises her hands and begins casting a spell. She may have lost her marble flute focus, but that doesn't make her any less of an elite class. Mana wisps up around her, and as she speaks the command phrase, something manifests up from the floor in front of her feet. "Conjure Beasts: White Slimes!" Suddenly, three adorable slime creatures appear like droplets of Jell-O jiggling in front of her, each coloured white. They're about the size of cantaloupes and have tiny beady eyes.

You remember the words of Professor Frin, way back when you visited Redbloom Academy. White slimes burst when excited. Many adventurers end up foolishly setting them off when all one needs to do is be gentle.

"... No. This is ridiculous," says Malakae. "I know what you're doing. This is immature--"

"Get her!"

Suddenly, both slimes leap towards the golden dragon. Every instinct tells her to dodge, but she knows she can't. Instead, she closes her eyes and braces for impact. They leap and impact her torso, exploding into bursts of white goo. It completely coasts her breasts, and it runs down her stomach and between her legs. She stands there, humiliated and dripping, as she must now cope with slime stuck to her skin as the game continues.

"I like this girl," Delphi says with a grin. She then begins to cackle in a similar manner as before, but clears her throat a moment after.

"Just get the other punishment done and over with!" Malakae demands.

"If you insist." She raises a hand up, and everyone looks with interest as they notice another spell being cast.

"... What are you up to, silver dragon?" Malakae snarls. "If this is another spell, you didn't say to dodge, so I will."

"Oh you're going to pay for acting so high and mighty. This isn't a creature I'm summoning. See, I'm a master conjurer, and that doesn't just mean monsters. There's the spell Summon Sword, or Summon Dagger, which are pretty rudimentary conjuration spells. It's somebody summoning a pre-existing shape. Conjure Beasts allows for one to bring forth all manner of different creatures. However, there's another one. Create Object!" Your button-up shirt she's wearing flutters up at the rush of mana, giving everyone a healthy glance at both a fantastic ass and pussy as well, though she still doesn't care. Above her palm, the mana condenses into something solid. She uses the pure power of one's mind to shape it into whatever she pleases. It becomes... a plug--one for a person's rear end.

Malakae's eyes widen, and her face flushed red once again. "You pervert."

"And keep it in," she says, handing it towards her. "Even when you sit back down on Kyle's lap. I wonder if it'll hurt. I don't know. You seem like the kind of girl to practice this in public all the time."

"Y-You--" She clenches her teeth in anger, peering down at the silver dragon before her. Her lips quiver. Her body shakes. Then at last, she swipes the plug from her hand. She then stomps in frustration over to you and peers daggers into your eyes. "Here."

Before you can respond, she tosses it onto your lap. Then she turns around.

"You want me to--"

She crosses her arms. Not over her bust, as the first punishment is still in effect, but beneath them. "I can't do it myself. Just do it, quick!"

You look to her ass, and then grasp the butt plug. You shrug, grab her by the side, and carefully insert it between her cheeks. She tenses up, tail rising up. Not to drag it out, you give it one last little nudge, and it fits perfectly.

"Aah~!" Malakae cries, partly in arousal and also shock. She shudders heavily. "Ooh wow. Grr. Y-Yeah. I got it. W-We can move on now." Then she turns as if her spine has gone solid. She awkwardly rotates all the way so that she may carefully move back over your lap. However, as she does, she hesitates before pushing the rest of the way down.

Trin sits back on her chair and watches with interest. "Go on then. Sit."

"Mmm... I w-will," Malakae mutters before pushing herself down onto your lap. "Aaeeii! Aah!" She brings both hands over her lips to cup her sound of distress. Her nostrils flare. "I'm fine. Go. Deal the damn cards."

"There isn't much left," you say. "Trin has barely anything on. Delphi is technically naked, just wrapped up in a dress-blanket. You're naked. I have like three things I can still take off here. Should we just--"

"Final round!" Delphi shouts, stomping her foot down. She's emerged from her nest, and seems to care not that she's in the nude. "Shuffle. Deal."