A deck of cards

You couldn’t believe your eyes when she pulled a little cardstock box out of her tits, but as she removes the contents and gives them a shuffle right in front of you, what she holds in her hands is unmistakably a deck of playing cards. Once she’s done mixing them up, she shows them to you.

“It’s a regular deck,” she says. “I’m no cheater.” So she says, but the deck she fans out before your eyes differs from the standard you’re used to from Earth. While there are still four suits from what you can see, there are no face cards, which would make it a forty-card deck instead of the usual fifty-two. The suits are different from the ones you’re used to as well, but depending on the game she has in mind you might not even need to pay attention to those. Satisfied that you’ve judged the validity of the deck, Jas collects and begins to shuffle them again.

“What’s the game? And what things have you been thinking about?” you ask. Her shuffling is really shaky, but you aren’t sure if it’s a lack of skill, inebriation, or nerves that are to blame for it. You start to reach for the deck yourself, but Jas twists away from you and defiantly continues her struggle.

“Just… things, okay? You’re a man, but you aren’t like most men I’ve dealt with in the past,” she says as she continues to fumble cards around. Several drop out of her hands, after which she wordlessly picks them back up and carries on with her task. “Last night you… you saw… me.” Red blooms all over her face at those words, and her eyes remain totally focused on the cards in her hands. The memory of her shirt flying open, followed by the failure of her front-clasp bra last night immediately resurfaces in your mind. “So, I thought… it might be alright to play this with you.” A faint smile appears on the bunnykin’s face, but it’s quickly lost when her eyes peek in your direction and see you still looking confused. Her shoulders stiffen up, and you can tell she’s starting to panic a little. “A-am I crazy? I’m sorry, do you not want to do this with me?”

To assuage her panic, you gently place your hands over her own and meet her wide eyes with the softest gaze you can muster. This is clearly important to her, you think. I should play along and just see where this goes. What’s the worst that could happen? “Relax, Jas. I’m just a little confused still, is all,” you say. “Of course I’ll play with you, but you still haven’t told me what the game is. What are we going to play? And why is it making you so nervous?”

You’re able to extract the deck from her shaky hands and start shuffling it yourself. She looks mildly frustrated as she watches you easily handle the cards. “It’s a game that some of my girls played once, after hours. Everybody… draws two cards, and then they take turns deciding if they want to draw again. You’re supposed to add your cards up, and the person who gets closest to twenty-one without going over wins the round.” That’s literally blackjack. What the fuck? “A-and!” Jas straightens up and looks you in the eyes. A quiet moment passes where her eyes go wide, her mouth jittering as if caught on the words she means to say. You pause your shuffling, giving her your full attention as she summons the courage to speak her mind. “There’s a penalty for losing a round! You have to take off a piece of c-c-clothing.”

Holy shit. Strip poker with this woman? You can’t help but run your eyes over the curves of her body once again, all of them tightly hugged by clothes she has just revealed she might be willing to take off for you. Her tits are big enough to rival Blythe’s, but she absolutely has your elven lover beat in the thiccness of her waist and thighs. You can picture yourself exploring those legs: running your hands down her fair, smooth skin, hearing her voice leak out as you find all the ways to make her excited by your touch. As your eyes track further down, you notice that she’s wearing a pair of black boots, similar to her adventuring ones, only without any special pattern sewn into them. Together with her pants, shirt, and presumably underwear, it would take four wins to get her completely naked. Likewise, it would take four losses for you to strip out of your boots, pants, doublet, and boxers.

Unsure of which outcome you would prefer more, you hand the shuffled deck back to Jas and let her deal the first round.{if game_round = 1}{else}

NOTE: This section straight up won’t work without game mode initiated. There are options to skip rounds with either the winning or losing outcome if you’d prefer not to gamble, but those too will only work with game mode turned on. If you absolutely do not want to use game mode, you’ll have to skip forward to the end of the card game. I'll add a hidden chapter for that once post-bj (blackjack, of course; what did you think bj meant?) chapters have been published.{endif}