Take in the sights

The giant betting floor had at least a hundred people in it, perhaps more. About three quarters of the people seemed to be women, but there were also several men. Many were wearing fancy suits and gowns like hers, but others were in different attire. Some women were wearing very sexy, or even somewhat slutty, cocktail dresses. Some were in even more provocative dresses that only the most exhibitionist of women would wear on a night out. Some were just in lingerie. And a few were in what could only be described as fetishwear, wearing shiny skin-tight latex and worse. It was a similar story for the men - some were in things that were very... leathery.

While some people were taking a break and sitting at one of the several bars, nursing a nice cool drink, most were on the main floor, looking at one green felted table or another. Some tables Stacy recognised as poker tables, but the others all looked rather alien to her. She saw hardly a single playing card outside of the poker tables. Instead there seemed to mainly be small tablet screens embedded into the tables all the way round.

Stacy approached one table with those embedded screens, and was shocked by what she saw. It was porn! Two women were in a sixty-nine position and vigorously eating each other out. They were really, really going for it! Wow! Stacy was no lesbian, but the raw sexual energy emanating from those two women still stirred something downstairs.

A dark skinned woman in a short sexy white cocktail dress turns and grins at her.

"First time?" She asks casually.

Stacy nods.

"I'm Amelia. Pleased to meet you." She offers a hand. Stacy hesitates only for a brief moment before shaking it.

"This is all so weird." Stacy says. "Oh! I mean, hi, I'm Stacy. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. It is weird." Amelia agrees.

"Why are people wearing different types of clothing?" Stacy asks bluntly.

"Jeeves didn't tell you?" Amelia asks. "I guess maybe it was too much information overload already, huh? Well, it's quite simple. When you leave here in debt, the next time you return, your outfit will be slightly more slutty. It's like a permanent record of the number of times you've been given a new conversion."

Amelia points at her exposed cleavage. "One bad day."

Then she points at the thigh she's got on show. "Two bad days."

She then smirks and points to a woman wearing a black latex bodysuit with holes at the chest and crotch, leaving her tits and genitals fully exposed. "Twenty bad days."

Stacy gasps, but Amelia just snickers. "And I've seen worse."

Suddenly, a cheer erupts from the people looking at the tablets on the table. Stacy turns and sees that one woman is orgasming, her juices visibly flooding the other woman's mouth.

And then suddenly, the two women are there in real life, standing behind the table, and the tablets have turned off. The woman who orgasmed is burying her face in her hands with shame. She is wearing a black party dress with a partially sheer top half with a deep cleavage cut and a leather skirt. She looks a mess.

The other woman still has love-juices coating her mouth. She licks her lips with pride, despite the fact that so many eyes are on her. She also doesn't seem too ashamed of her cat-themed make up, or her shiny skin-tight bodysuit, with the zipper down far enough to expose a lot of titty flesh, and her erect nipples poking through the thin fabric.

The staff member at the table, a bored looking woman wearing a traditional red croupier's uniform, uses a stick with a metal bracket at the end to slide a large pile of chips over to the cat-woman. She puffs her chest up as she gathers her winnings.

"What in the world?!" Stacy remarks, flabbergastered.

"She won the gamble. First to make the other one cum with their tongue only wins. All the gambles are like that around here. And to make it even more fair, the gamble you get is always chosen randomly. You find an opponent, decide on your wager, and the tablets decide your game." Amelia explains casually.

"Want me to show you? I've just arrived too, so we've both got a full 1000." Amelia offers.

Stacy hesitates. This all seems crazy but she does need to make some gambles if she's going to win any points, and it doesn't look like there's an option to just play normal roulette and put it all on black. And she's rubbish at poker, so that seems like a surefire way to be at a disadvantage. So it might have to be the sex games. Still...

"Will... will we have to do lesbian stuff to each other?" Stacy asks clumsily in her nervousness.

"Maybe." Amelia grins. "But also, more likely no than yes. I've still yet to see the same gamble happen twice. There's a lot of different ways they can sexually challenge us. So, what do you say? I'm sure you want to double your money just as much as I do."