The next hand

"I'm all in," Mark agreed, dealing out the next round of cards as John found her clit.

“Hey John, let’s sit out this hand. I wanna see the bedroom…” Dave suggested.

John needed no encouragement as he stood and they went into the single bunk room and shut the door.

Fred and Mark watched the couple depart with mild surprise and then the poker game continued, the game heating up. It was a quick hand and Mark won much to his relieved pleasure. Fred seemed annoyed that he’d lost.

"Alright, Mark, your turn to pick," Fred said, trying to hide his nervousness. He’d been a woman once already tonight but that had been very briefly.

Mark smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He studied the morphic adaptation unit, twirling a card between his fingers. "I think I'll go with something you’re familiar with Fred." He set the machine for Fred’s previous female body, increasing the sensitivity in her erogenous zones and a massively heightened sex drive. Blonde with huge tits and ass. "In you get…”

Fred gulped, his heart racing as he stepped into the booth. The transformation was swift, the humming and flickering of reality leaving her a bit rattled as she emerged in her new form. She looked down at her body, her eyes widening at the sight of her massive breasts and rounded ass. Definitely more curvaceous, The feeling was overwhelming, her senses on overload with the sudden influx of sensation.

“A collar and leash!? Really?” She asked in a sexy bimbo voice.

Mark eyed Fred's new, curvaceous figure with a mix of amazement and lust in his eyes. She couldn’t help but feel a thrill at the way Mark was looking at him now.

“So what happens if a girl loses?” Fred asked apprehensively.

“They get fucked!” Mark said.

They erupted into laughter, the tension breaking as they realized the game had taken a wild turn. The **** had made their decision-making hazy, but the excitement was real. They were playing with the ultimate stakes, and no one knew just how far they'd be willing to go.

“Let’s wait for those two to finish yeah?” Mark suggested as he listened to the gasps and moans through the cabins thin walls.