Robin lost the round!

{if@ Robin's Pile = 2}Robin gave a shrug and a small smile, then a brief round of applause for the winner. "It's important to be graceful in defeat! Very well. We're playing with clothes on the line, so mine go into the pile," she said, beginning to peel off her short silk gloves.

Betty huffed, rolling her eyes. "What, are you an exhibitionist or something, Robbie-Baby? You can't afford to throw rounds! You're not going to like where you end up against opponents like these if you lose everything you've got to bet."

"Well, it might not be... all bad?" Colline added, gulping as she watched Robin shrug off her cherry red blazer. "They say that humility is a virtue."

"And that's why you spend all day humiliating yourself, clearly," Betty retorted.

Robin ignored the two of them as she slipped off first her shiny black loafers, then her tight red slacks, adding each item into the pile one after another. Finally, she undid the buttons on her black, silk blouse, until it was ready to set with the rest. She thrust out her chest, either out of showmanship or pride, giving her opponent a wink as she was left in just black stockings and her two-piece lingerie. The glossy bra and panty set was an alluring lipstick-red on the panels with black around the borders, just as eye-catching as her suit, and her body was toned and voluptuous, a treat for her female clientele.

{if Opponent: Flowers = True}"Ha ha ha ha ha ha! I've got no use for all those expensive clothes, but they look like they'd sell for a lot! If not, I'll bet they burn real nice, anyway!" Flowers clapped, seeming to enjoy her good fortune. "Let's keep going! I want your panties too! I've got a looooot of fun ideas for when I win! That's the thing about me: I'm really inventive!"{endif}{if Opponent: Bugs = True}Bugs watched the display with unblinking eyes, the only change in her expression being the lengthening trail of saliva running from the corner of her mouth down her chin. "I said cherry pie earlier but... maybe you'll taste a bit more like strawberry, he he he. You're so sweet, Redd, you're making me drool."

"I knew I shouldn't have worn my fruity perfume today," Robin muttered under her breath, hoping that she could wrap up the game in her favor before Bugs had a chance to speculate on her flavor any further.{endif}{if Opponent: Fortuna = True}Fortuna looked her opponent up and down, then cackled. "Waltzing into my camp with all that red on, it's like you're trying to provoke us. For the good of my mercenaries, I'm going to make sure you take off all of that offensive red, leaving nothing but that soft, pink flesh of yours! Then, we'll redden it again with the sting of my whip!"{endif}{if Opponent: Smith= True}Smith took a very long drag of her cigarette, then gave a rare, toothy smirk. "Heh. I remember when I had a body like that, right out of college. I was just as perky."

"Um, it seems to me we have very similar body types, except that your breasts are... heavier," Robin replied, trying to mentally subtract ten years off of Smith and picture what she looked like then. Problem was, Smith didn't look over thirty.

"Hey, let's not talk about mine. Instead, let's get that top off and get a peek at what yours are like."{endif}{elseif Robin's Pile = 1}"Ah, it seems I've lost again! This is... going a bit far, but I guess it's what I signed up for, ha ha ha..." Robin laughed awkwardly, reaching behind her back to unhook her bra.

"Oh my! You're really going to put that in the pile?!" Colline questioned, watching through a crack in her fingers. "How indecent!"

"I think what's really indecent is the way you're playing out there! This isn't the kind of game you need to win by the skin of your teeth!" Betty hissed.

Robin felt herself getting a little aroused as she set her bra into the pile, then uncrossed her arms from her chest, allowing the assembled audience to see her well-sized, perky tits in all their unclothed glory. Robin was proud of her body, of course, but this was still going a little further than she'd intended. She was down to nothing but her panties and socks, both which would be lost if this next hand turned out poorly for her. "You've played well and you have my respect!" she told her opponent, re-crossing her long legs one over the other, "However, I pride myself on my luck. I'm not losing this next hand!"

{if Opponent: Flowers = True}Flowers pointed forward with a big smile on her face, then pantomimed a squeezing motion. "Oooooh! They're big! Way bigger than mine! I'm jealous! I guess even if you suck at the game, you've got some good things going for you! The world is beautiful like that! Ha ha ha ha!" she taunted, grinning from ear to ear at her good fortune. "You know, it's not just fire I like. I also like body heat! I'm gonna make you reeeeal hot and sweaty with what I've got planned, once we get your underwear off!"{endif}{if Opponent: Bugs = True}"Goin' on about pride when you're standing there with your tits hangin' out? Well, they are nice tits, he he he... Will be even nicer in my mouth, though." She raised a finger to her teeth and began gnawing on it habitually, like a dog with a bone. Her drool was pouring out like a waterfall now. "You best be ready to pull them little panties off too before I tear 'em off with my teeth."

Robin gulped. She was just one more loss away from figuring out what it was like to be a chew-toy for a large-sized dog.{endif}{if Opponent: Fortuna = True}Fortuna clicked her teeth, frowning like she'd just seen something unsavory. "Flaunting those tits of yours. You were practically begging to come out of your bra, weren't you? You shameless exhibitionist... the smart ones stick to the shadows, like me, while trollops like you court the attention you're so **** for! You'll be good entertainment for my soldiers, if nothing else."{endif}{if Opponent: Smith = True}Smith gave a long, wolfish whistle. "I'm jealous. That's a good size. Big but not so big you have a hard time bra-shopping... Mine are just fucking floppy." She grumbled as she took another bitter swig of her coffee.{endif}{elseif Robin's Pile = 0}"You lost?!" Betty cried, biting the tip of her pointed tail nervously. "I thought this was your game?!"

"Oh my," Colline sighed, putting one hand to her cheek and shaking her head sadly. "It appears my divine protection was not enough. Perhaps this too is the will of God?"

"You can't just call everything the will of God, dumbass."

"Don't worry, Ms. Redd. I'll be here watching till it's over."

Robin suspected that Colline might be watching for reasons more perverse than they were befitting a guardian angel. Regardless, she stuck to her word, hooking her thumbs into each side of her panties and shimmying them down the curves of her hips and thighs, before pulling her legs up and out. Then, she stood up to roll off her socks and add them to the pile. She was now standing totally bare before her opponent, with everything visible, from her pretty pink nipples, lightly extended from the excitement of the situation, to the neat black bush between her legs. Finally, she gave her opponent a short bow, which also had the effect of poking her naked bottom out towards the audience behind her. "You played well! It's my defeat. Now I er... really should be going..." she laughed, turning to pack up her card table.

{if Opponent: Flowers = True}The small but surprisingly powerful body of the Soldiers of Fortune's chief engineer suddenly bounded up in front of her, planting criss-cross applesauce upon the card table's felt surface. "Nuh uh, stranger! We had a deal! You lose, I get to do whateeeever I want! I've got aaaall sorts of plans for that sexy body of yours, ha ha ha ha ha ha! You're going to help me out with my dinner show!"

Robin gulped.{endif}{if Opponent: Bugs = True}"Not so fast, mate. What's the rush? Haven't I spent all this time showin' ya how gentle and well-mannered I can be? All that and you're gonna just try and cut and run, back out of your deal? You wound me," the giant-sized merc sighed, placing her hands over her heart, but still wearing the same unblinking grin. "You know, one thing we merc's ain't so good at is forgivin' and forgettin' what we're owed."

"Ah, I just thought, you seem like er... such a kind sort of merc, that maybe, you'd let me off with a tongue lashing?" Robin asked, smiling hopefully and pushing her fingers together.

"He he he... A tongue lashing? Funny choice of words. Remember, love: you asked for it."{endif}{if Opponent: Fortuna = True}Fortuna grabbed her whip, then lashed out, wrapping it around one of Robin's wrists as she was preparing to leave. The most sinister grin yet spread across the boss's blue-painted lips. "Where are you going, Red? You're my subordinate now. You have duties to attend to. I have an extremely long list planned for your first night!" she sneered.

Robin sighed. She'd been so close... To think, she'd beaten Bugs and Flowers, only to end up falling to their haughty commander. "It's been a really long day, so if you could try to keep it on the less physical side, or maybe something that involves lying down instead of standing-"

"Now it's definitely going to involve standing!"{endif}{if Opponent: Smith = True}Smith craned her neck to look around the big newsroom table, then sighed. "Well Redd, thanks for the memories. At least now I have one nice thing to associate with this hell-hole I work out of," Smith sighed, then blew a big cloud of smoke across the table. "I don't want to fucking punish you or whatever that's all about, but I gotta make it kind of rough on you or Lyra will take it out on me. Don't hold it against me..."

"Do you have something in mind already?" Robin asked, curious as she shuffled from foot to bare foot, naked in the middle of the newsroom.

"Actually, I do."{endif}{endif}