Karma comes for Ivy

“Right then let’s see what we have” Said Ivy as she picked up the card “Noone likes a bitch but everyone loves ____. Fuck you game I’m not a bitch. She said as she pointed her middle finger towards it”.

“Well, you have been laughing at all of our transformations, maybe you should be a bit more considerate?” Said Becky placing down a card.

“Go suck a dick” Replied Ivy as she was handed the cards by the other three players. “Oh wait you already have” purposely not shuffling the cards as she received them.

“Let’s see what you picked for me Alice” she said as she turned over to look at the card that Alice placed first. Noone likes a bitch, but everyone loves no cheating take a card off the top. Well, that’s a dumb fucking card what does that even mean?” she said as her body automatically reached for the white deck and turned it over revealing a Minimalist clothing card.

Ivy’s top shrank, getting shorter and shorter until it just about covered the tops of her nipples, still with the blink 182 logo, but her bra seemingly disappearing. Her ripped jeans morphed into a tiny blue denim microskirt, with hints of a thin black thong underneath. And finally, her long black boots had morphed into some simple black flip flops.

“I guess that’s what you get for cheating!” Laughed Jason as he saw the new outfit. “Serves you right!”

“You look sluttier than I do and that’s saying something. Looks pretty hot though” laughed Jake as he looked at Ivy new outfit in amazement.

“Shut up butter dick” she said with her middle finger up, assessing the situation. Clearly this was a punishment for trying to tell who played what. “Fuck this is bad, and I still have to play the round right?” She said as she picked up the pile of white cards and shuffled.

“Yep, looks that way to me” said Becky, still unaware that it was weird to have her tits on display. The nipples stiffening from a breeze through one of the windows. “I still have to win some points.”

“Let’s get it over with then Noone likes a bitch, but everyone loves a Slutty clown. Oh, no thank you clowns are the worst. Unfunny and at worst just scary! Why is it even in this game?” she said as she put the card down in front of her on the table.

“Next! Noone likes a bitch, but everyone loves someone who is really hands on. Vague but in this game could be bad. I’d rather be in control of myself, unlike you two.” Gesturing towards the other two girls.

“Noone likes a bitch, but everyone loves a drunk chick. Not the worst one I’ve seen tonight but if I’m constantly drunk that would be a problem. Firstly, I don’t know how drunk, if its just kind of tipsy that would be fine. But if I was really drunk then that would be awful.” Considered Ivy.

“And last and maybe least Noone likes a bitch, but everyone loves a Muscle Mommy. Wow looks like someone is playing into their fetishes. Am I right?”

The rest of the room were silent in reply. Each of them ready to vote on a card. Ivy had been pretty shitty tonight, and it was time to give her some payback.

“Go on then let’s vote” Sighed Ivy as she placed the rest of the cards on the table for all to see.

Immediately there was a clear favourite with Someone who is really hands on, claiming top spot with four votes. A Muscle Mommy got one vote, presumably from Ivy herself, and the rest got zero votes.

Becky wasn’t surprised. Ivy had been lazy at her job throughout all the time here and never pulled her weight, normally opting to be on her phone, or chatting to friends than actually working. Hopefully being more hands on would mean that she might put in some kind of effort. Presuming that’s what it meant.

“Wait a second why are these out!” Exclaimed Becky as she stuffed her tits back into her shirt again. “Ivy why did you tell me that” Becky said angrily stamping her foot, causing her boobs to jiggle from side to side.

Ivy felt a shiver down her spine. “Oh, don’t be so stuck up about it” she said as she moved closer to Becky. “It was just a bit of a joke” she wrapped her arm around her, slipped her hand into Becky’s top, squeezing her right breast. “Not like it hurt anyone”.

Becky smiled “Well I guess you just like them too much, eh? You do seem to be having a nice feel of them” she retorted pointing out Ivy’s hand doing a great deal of groping of her tits.

“Oh, um I guess I am” She said as she took her hand out and pushed herself away “Umm my bad my hand must have slipped” she said, knowing that very well that wasn’t the case. “Let’s change the subject. Jason it’s your go next, right?”

“Um yes I guess it is but first who was the winning card?” He said, as Ivy’s wondering hand started to slip down into his trousers and started playing with his cock. Giving it gentle little squeezes and strokes.

Becky raised her hand and placed it in front of her. Claiming victory of the round and enjoying teasing Ivy about her new card.

“Well, I would like to take my turn but I’m not sure if I can take it with Ivy playing with my cock” said Jason as he looked towards his crotch.

“Ohh shit. Would you believe slip of the hand again?” she said, with no one at the table buying it. “Fucking stupid game” grumbled Ivy as she sat on her hands. “Should have never taken this job”.

“Okay then let’s see how this last round goes, can’t get any worse.” Said Jason as he picked up his card.