Study the roulette history, then bet on a good streak

Surely with 50:50 odds, red is bound to come up right?

This time, Kim came prepared with a strategy. She studied the roulette history of past wins carefully. She waited until there was a streak of 3 blacks. She figured there was a 6.75% chance that black will appear again on the fourth time.

She hurriedly placed all her money on red. Go big or go home right?

The dealer spun the wheel. TAP. TAP. TAP. The ball bounced around, appear to stop, then start, then stop, then start. Finally, with a final hit, it settled on...

Black.

Kim groaned. What were the odds of that happening?? She stood rooted to the ground, unsure of what to do next. Already, another roulette game had started up, the guy betting his winnings from the previous round.

"Hi there! How about another outfit change?" Drone appeared again, ever the problem solver. "Or would you prefer to pay off your debt of $1825.69"

Kim gasped in astonishment. How did her debt balloon so quickly? She **** herself to mumble out a "Yes".

A pulse of light blinded her. Now, there was a cool breeze around her nipples.

Her new cheer skirt was, somehow, even shorter than the micro mini. The blue and white pleated skirt became more akin to a belt, wrapped tight around her waist. There was no way the skirt could cover her nethers. She didn't even bother to try pulling the tiny belt-skirt down.

Not that there was much to cover for her genital region. The g-string transformed to become even skimpier, practically a floss barely caressing her pussy and ass. Luckily it was a dull black. However, this stood in contrast to her exposed labia lips and seemed to highlight her near-nudity even more.

Her cheerleader top was another lost cause. A window revealed half of her breasts. The crop top was only held up by her hardening nipples, otherwise there was a good chance that they would fail to contain her globes. She was sure also that the nanobots were playing havoc with her hormones. Somehow, her small breasts had grew a size, becoming rounder, and threatening to uncover themselves to prying eyes. A thin strip of cloth framed her underboobs perfectly. Thankfully, the cold air, hormonal changes, and constant rubbing of her nipples ensured that he nipples stayed erect to keep up the crop top.

Kim had absolutely no experience in cheerleading. Nonetheless, she felt a primal urge to cheer. "Give me a S. E. X. Y," she yelled gleefully. She high kicked with wanton abandon, not caring that her g-string and pussy lips were exposed. She did a back flip, showing off her round ass. Finally, she ended the cheer with a split, her pussy spread open as wide as her smile - all the tiny skirt did was draw attention to her nudity. It was a miracle that her top managed to cover her boobs.

Satisfied, the urge to cheer vanished as quickly as it came. Kim was left with a sense of shame and hurriedly picked herself up.