Tits and Ass

Well...now that I have something to ante...

Lois slid the chips representing her augmented bust and booty into the table. The demon didn't have enough chips to match...so slid forward a marble soul chip, shot through with veins of gold that caught the light, representing one of the missing women.

"I trust that will do?" Blaze said, raising an eyebrow.

The reporter nodded. The demon dealt.

Lois: 9♦ J♦ Q♣ 9♣ J♥

Finally! The reporter thought. A bit of the old Lane luck! But what am I going to bet? Nothing too big, or I'll scare Blaze into folding.

The reporter considered. She thought of her lips...thin, normal. Boring. She's seen women with lip fillers, and had sometimes imagined what she would look like with plump, beestung, cocksucking lips...a bit more like Blaze's generous mouth.

The chip appeared beneath Lois Lane's hand. She tossed it into the pot. The scarlet succubus inclined her head, then tossed in a chip with her own red lips on them.

Lois tossed in the queen. Blaze turned in three cards...either she had a pair, or nothing at all. The reporter took her single card: a suicide King, the heart a vivid red. Nothing on her two pair, but a good high card on the slim chance that Blaze had the same hand. Now it was time to bet again...and this time, Lois knew she had to make the most of her cards.

"I bet my pussy and ass," Lois said, pushing the chips into the middle of the table with careful nonchalance.

The demon stared at the pile of chips warily. With studied ease, she reached over pulled out two more soul chips, and weighed them for a moment. Lois felt the buzz of a high-stakes game sing in her vein. Real stakes now, and Blaze had everything to lose.

"Alright," the scarlet succubus said as she dropped the chips into the middle of the table. "Let's see what you've got."

Unable to suppress a smug smirk, Lois turned over her cards.

Blaze's features were neutral...and then she turned over her own.