Draw One

Lois discarded the five. It was a slim chance, hoping for a straight, but with three face cards the odds were reasonable that she might get at least a high pair. A gamble, but then they were gambling. As much as the reporter didn't want to lose her new breasts, she also knew she needed to take risks if she was going to win.

Her breasts felt heavy as the cards were dealt out, both a psychological weight and a physical one. The reporter picked up her cards.

Lois: K♣ K♠ 9♠ Q♣ J♠

A little relief flooded through Lois. A good high pair. Of course, she had no idea what Blaze had...maybe it was best to play it safe.

"Check," she said.

The demon's hand drew forward a small pile of chips. "Bet four."

Lois stared, while trying not to look like she was staring.. They were all breasts. That felt...wrong. I mean sure, she'd enjoyed having bigger breasts, but she was supposed to be playing for higher stakes...the lives and souls of four women at risk here. She glanced down at her new cleavage, then shifted the girls out of the way to stare at the chips she had there.

Blaze already has chips representing my bra and panties in the pot, she thought. Now I have to give her something else...something she wants...

Images swirled around a stack of four chips, and resolved. Her pussy. Lois quickly flicked through them. All of them were her pussy.

The reporter took a breath, feeling her breasts heave. She either had to take the chances or not.

Lois shoved the four chips into the center of the table.

"Call," she said. Then grabbed four more chips and pushed them in too. "And raise four."

If Blaze was taken aback, she didn't show it. There was a limit to rap-backs in poker when you only have two players. Either the demon called her, or she folded...and the demon didn't look prepared to fold.

A red hand pushed another stack of chips into the middle of the table. "Call."

Belatedly, Lois realized that there were ten chips representing her perfect, dreamlike tits on the center of the table...and she had no idea what the effects would be if she won. But she had no intention of losing.

They laid out their cards:

Lois: K♣ K♠ 9♠ Q♣ J♠

Blaze: 3♦ 3♥ A♥ 10♣ 2♦

"You win," the demon whispered...and as the reporter felt a kind of rumble in her breasts, she wondered if the poker mask didn't slip for just a moment, revealing the barest hint of Blaze's smile.