Winner take all

Scott grinned as he lay down his full house. "Read 'em and weep guys... aces and eights." Scott reached out and dragged the winnings over to his overly large piles of chips and started to sort them.

His three friends looked at each other in irritation. "Always with the aces. It's like you almost know which card is an ace," Luke observed as he reached out and picked up Scott's cards. His eyes narrowed with certainty as he looked at the dog ears on the aces. "Scott marked the cards."

"You little cheat," Jack growled.

"Man, that's low. This is a high stakes game and we're friends. Not cool." Chris criticised.

"I don't know what you're talking about. You're just sore losers." Scott replied flippantly with a smirk.

"Right then. Grab him. You know that unit I found three days ago. It's time to put it to some good use..." Luke said to Jack and Chris. They nodded, grabbing Scott and goose stepping him from the room to the study. A weird metal box with a door, a few buttons and a three fingered hand plate. Luke did something at the panel, his body blocking Scotts view. "Throw the wannabe grifter into the unit."

Chris and Jack grinned and pushed him in. The door sealed behind him. "Guys. This is bullshit. Let me out..." Scott complained.

"Press the glowing panel to open the door cheat." Luke said with a snicker. The others laughed as well.

"Assholes..." Scott said and pressed the button. There was a flash. The booth seemed to grow bigger. The door opened and Scott stepped out, naked, hips moving oddly. "Hey-" his voice sounded odd. Something swayed on his chest. His friends were taller!? He looked down. "Oh shit! I have tits! Why do I have tits!?" Her hand went between her legs to find her cock gone, replaced with sensitive squishy folds. Her groin tingled pleasantly. "What have you guys done to me!? Where is my cock... my balls... why do I have... a pussy??!!?" She shrieked.

"Oh snap. She's got quite a pair." Chris observed.

Scott stared down at her chest, hyperventilating.

Luke gripped her elbow and guided her from the study with the others snickering alongside her. He locked the door behind them. "Yep... okay Scott. Your winnings are going to be the pot for the next hand. And you... you're going to sweeten the pot."

Scott nodded dumbly. Then she shook her head. "No... wait..."

"It's that or you leave now and never come back..." Luke stated. "You're a cheat. This is how you get back in our good books."

"Wait... but..." it was hard to think. That tingling between her legs was growing more insistent. It spread to her nipples. Her breathing grew heavier. "Wait... what did you do?"

"Nymphomania. It's a thing and you have it... now up on the table. I'm dealing... twos are wild..."

Scott blinked. Her need was getting too much. She couldn't think. She climbed up onto the table. "Hurry up and deal!" She panted.

Meanwhile in the study the three day trial period on the morphic adaptation unit expired and the box shrunk down to a tiny metal cube.

The winner did take all...