Table Stakes

"We could play all night," the demon let the cards bridge between her fingers, "And neither of us get to what we really want. We've been letting each other's desires drive what we 'win' and 'lose'—but when you get bigger breasts, I don't really lose anything."

She gave that enigmatic half-smile as she laid the deck in the middle of the table.

"So I propose we do...table stakes. What you win, I lose. What you lose, I win. Now that you have a fair amount of...assets...to play with, it should be interesting."

Lois kept her face neutral as the implications of Blaze's proposal sunk in. "You mean, that if I win bigger breasts—or whatever—that your own tits will shrink?"

"Exactly."

The reporter could feel her new-grown tits resting on the green felt. She couldn't even see her chips right now...but she could feel they were there. Table stakes indeed.

"And if what I want to win back are the missing women?" Lois stared hard at Blaze.

The demon made a gesture...and five chips appeared beside the deck of cards, four on the demon's side, one on Lois'. They looked to the reporter as if they had been carved from marble, and engraved with a single name.

"Their souls are table stakes," the demon said.

Lois reached over her breasts to pick up the chip nearest her—and saw that it was engraved with her own name.

"As is yours." The smiled widened. "Now, what do you say?"

It's a trap. The reporter thought. I know it's a trap. She wants it all. My tits, my soul, everything. I should quit while I'm ahead. But... Lois hefted one boob to scoop up her chips ...if I can win this, I can get back their souls. Do I dare not play?

She laid a hand on her soft breasts. They were fantastic, natural, impossible to explain away as weekend surgery. Smaller than her head, although not by much. Lois was larger now than she had ever dreamed was possible...and yet there was a tiny voice in the back of her head, one she didn't want to acknowledge but knew was there...

They could be a little bigger.

Lois stared at Blaze's own pert, generous breasts as she gave her answer:

"Deal the cards."