Queen of Hearts

Lois' heart hammered in her chest as her fingers touched the deck. She lifted up a stack of cards, flipped her wrist over...

The Queen of Hearts stared up at her, nude and ruddy, like an image drawn from the Kamasutra, legs spread to reveal her flared vulva.

Blaze placed her own hand over what was left of the deck. Cut. Flip...

The Jack of Spades stared up at Lois, an ebony prince with an impossible phallus.

"You win," Blaze smirked, and shoved the chips toward the reporter.

Lois breathed in...and in. A sudden tightness gripped her heart, a terrible pressure on her chest that was oddly familiar...from puberty. The reporter struggled to breath as she stared down at her diminished chest...which began to grow. Not to inflate, like some cheap balloons, but to develop as though she was a girl again, sped through her growth cycles. The nipples filled out, the areola expanded, then her teats began to grow, stretching out into the familiar teardrop shapes... Lois could almost have cried to see her old bust returned to her.

...and then she remembered the other two breast chips she had won.

The second stage of growth was automatic, a continuation: a second puberty her body had never had. Lois gasped as her nipples stood erect, high and proud, pushed outward by a slow, steady growth of tit-flesh. A sodden heat flooded through her chest as millimeter by millimeter they expanded, maintaining their general shape but sagging gently beneath their new mass.

When Lois remembered to breath again, she looked down at a pair of knockers that should have been a centerfold for Playboy in the seventies...and with barely blink, she suddenly felt them constrained. Pain coursed through Lois as she saw her black lace bra suddenly trying to keep her massive new girls contained, the underwear barely holding, her breasts muffining out over top of the straining fabric. Lois could feel her panties had returned too, but that was secondary compared to the sudden feeling of wearing a bra suddenly several sizes too tight!

Then Lois remembered the two special chips she had won from Blaze...Luxuria and Avaritia...her brain suddenly filled in the Latin...Lust and Avarice...and Lois felt them take hold.

It wasn't that she herself was different; Lois realized. It was that she could see the world more clearly. Staring down at her new assets, Lois had a sudden appreciation for what the other women had been playing for...and the stakes that Lois herself might set. A smile came to her lips as she stared across the table at Blaze, who was shuffling the cards.

"Ready for another game?" The demon smiled, calm and patient. A good poker face...