Gal's Night

   

     Shepard had a pair of threes, but managed to pick up a third one, which let her breathe easy. After everyone put down their cards, Samara was shown to have the lowest, with a queen high. She smiled, and undid the armor on her feet and lower legs. Everything below her knees was bare, showing her blue skin. The next hand was dealt.

    Shepard was once again stuck with an ace high, at least it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Kasumi showed that she only had a jack high and admitted defeat.

    “Finally!” Kelly said.

    “I guess this means I’m the only undefeated girl here,” Jack said with a smirk. Kasumi reached up and disconnected her hood from her catsuit and let the cloth fall down, fully revealing her tan face and chocolate colored bobcut.

    “What? That counts, right?” She asked playfully. The other girls just groaned as Kelly began dealing again.

    Shepard was dealt queen high with a nine kicker. On a whim she decided to keep the nine too, and it turned out the be a good decision as her three cards left her with a pair of nines. After all the cards had been placed down it seemed everyone had at least a pair…everyone but Miranda, that is, who only had an ace high.

    “No! Again!” She whined. Jack was grinning evilly. “How is it that the person who didn’t want to do this is the one who ends up losing the most?” The girls giggled. With a look of defeat and mild shame, Miranda brought her hand to the zipper of her jumpsuit. She brought it down slowly to its end just past her navel. She shrugged her shoulders and pulled her arms out of the sleeves, exposing her bare trim stomach and a lacy black bra that clung tight to her large breasts. She let the top hang down over the lower portion of her jumpsuit. “I’m only doing half!” She exclaimed defiantly. Still, the temperature in the room seemed to have risen, and a new feeling of tension was present as well. The kid gloves were off. Kelly once again dealt the cards.

    Shepard grimaced. A measly king high with a jack kicker. She turned in the other three cards and got no help. She consoled herself with the knowledge that she had stayed out of the hot seat for a while. Sure enough, when the cards were laid down Shepard had the lowest hand. The other girls cheered as Shepard made a show of slowly removing her socks and throwing them haphazardly away. She wiggled her bare toes and stuck her tongue out at her fellow players. No reason she couldn’t have fun with this, at least.

    The Commander sighed. Another king high. Luckily her return was much better and she ended up with a pair of kings. At first it looked as though Kasumi has lost the hand with an ace high, but then a look at EDI's cards showed she only had a king.

    “I have seemingly run out of minor articles of clothing. Unlike some of the other participants, I am not wearing any accessories, so it appears I must remove my top,” EDI explained. Her avatar grabbed the bottom of her shirt and began to raise it slowly over her head, first revealing her sexy navel and then her white bra barely containing her sizeable breasts. The two globes gave a noticeable jiggle as they were freed from the shirt. EDI cast aside her top and it vanished. Shepard couldn’t help but notice two hard points heading each cup of her bra. Shepard felt herself flushing a little, and nervous giggling began amongst the girls. The cards were dealt again.

    Shepard was dealt three tens, and though she didn’t get anything else helpful, she knew she’d be safe. Kasumi ended up as low woman in the hand with a queen high.

    “Me again, huh? Oh well.” Kasumi detached her gloves from the rest of her suit, and did the same for her boots. After all four articles were discarded she was left with bare arms and sock covered feet. Following this, gameplay resumed.

    Shepard was dealt a pair of sixes. Not great, but it would probably do. In the end, it turned out a little closer than she had feared. She had the third lowest hand. Every person but Kelly had at least managed a pair. Yeoman Chambers, however, had only gotten away with an ace high. She let out a dramatic sigh, but since she was still reasonably clothed she didn’t seem to mind much.

    “Jeez. You’ve had some run of luck, Jack!” Kelly said as she peeled off her socks and threw them over her shoulder.

    “What can I say? I’m in it to win,” she responded in a deadpan manner, but there was a hint of a smile on her face that showed that she rather enjoyed stripping her comrades.

    Shepard was dealt two tens in the next hand, and she felt confident enough with that. In truth, everyone did exceptionally well on the hand and it turned out that the lowest was Tali with a pair of fours.

    “I lost with a pair? Damn it.” She looked at her hologram. “I guess it’s time to take off the top.” Her projection complied and began unfastening and detaching the various pieces of exosuit from the whole, finally pulling off the entire torso section. Underneath Tali wore a simple purple halter top, which stopped just above her bellybutton, leaving it exposed. Tali looked at the projection and shivered instinctually, and the hologram followed suit. “Okay, I’m going to try and not lose anymore,” Tali said anxiously. The next hand began.

    Shepard received two eights. She figured she was probably safe. After all the hands had been laid down Kasumi’s was lowest by far, sporting only a queen.

    “Sheesh. Where did all my luck go?’ She asked as she casually pulled off her socks and cast them aside. Kelly shuffled the deck and began handing out cards again.

    Shepard almost groaned. She had gotten a pathetic jack high, and her four returned cards gave her absolutely nothing of use. Shepard figured she might as well just start stripping now, as the chances of her winning with a jack high were about the same as the Reapers leaving the galaxy alone because she asked nicely. And sure enough, Shepard had the lowest hand by a long shot. Her fellow players had even bigger grins than ever when they saw their Commander had lost. Shepard teasingly led her hand to the bottom of her shirt, and lifted it just a few inches to give a hint of skin, before letting it go and moving her hand to her ponytail and undoing it. Her hair cascaded down amongst a chorus of boos.

    “Hey…” Shepard said, pointing to herself “Commander.” The girls grumbled as the next hand was dealt.

    An ace high wasn’t a great start, but Shepard was lucky and got a second ace on her draw. EDI, as it turned out, was not so lucky. She had only a queen high.

    “I am running very low on clothing. It seems I have little choice,” EDI stated. Her avatar undid the front of her pants and brought the zipper down. She began to drag them down her smooth, creamy legs, exposing her white panties. Much like her bra, they seemed just a bit too tight for her, and they did little to hide the shape of her backside. EDI’s pants disappeared as the avatar dropped them. Sitting there in her underwear, the blond projection looked not unlike various super models Shepard had seen pictures of. Shepard couldn’t help but realize that if EDI lost again, her avatar would be showing some serious skin, and she had no doubt EDI would go through with it. The only question was would someone else reach that point first and chicken out?

    In the next hand, Shepard was dealt a pair of twos. It wasn’t great, but in her draw she also got a pair of threes, giving her a fairly lame looking two pair, but it did its job. It was a dead heat between Jack and Kelly for who would lose. Both had queen high, but Kelly had a jack kicker, while Jack just had a ten.

    “Not so untouchable, after all,” Miranda said with a smirk.

    “Says the girl with her bra showing,” Jack retorted. She unlaced her boots and kicked them off, showing gray socks. Shepard noted that everyone else was at least two articles down. Jack still had the advantage.

    Shepard started the next hand with two pair, which meant she was basically untouchable. As it turned out, though, everyone was scoring high and the lowest hand belonged to EDI, who had a pair of eights. The room got quiet. Shepard supposed this answered her earlier question. EDI was the first to lose one of her final two items of clothing.

    “It was statistically unlikely that I would lose with a pair of eights, but it seems luck was not on my side. I have no choice but to remove my brassiere,” EDI said. Shepard noticed that her avatar’s cheeks flushed a little. Shepard wondered if EDI was doing that for the sake of authenticity. The projection reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. She shrugged the shoulder straps off and held the cups to her chest for a moment longer before letting the garment fall, exposing her very realistically rendered breasts. The peach-colored globes were headed by pink nipples, which were hard. The avatar’s eyes dropped to the floor, in a very good emulation of shyness. Shepard looked to her side and saw that Kelly was biting her lip. In fact, many of the girls in attendance seemed more turned on than amused. Shepard, herself, couldn’t help hoping that EDI might lose again soon.

    Shepard began the next hand with an ace high with a queen as insurance. Luckily she got a second queen from the draw. Both Miranda and Kasumi ended up with king high, but Kasumi lad a lower kicker, with a measly five.

    “Hmm…I guess I don’t have many options,” Kasumi said. She reached behind her and slowly brought the zipper down on the back of her suit, all the way to the small of her back. The thief shrugged her shoulders, freeing her arms from her catsuit. She stood up and then shimmied the suit off her, finally stepping out of it. Underneath she was wearing a black tank top and matching black satin panties. All of the girls began giggling but it was lower and more sultry than before. The game resumed.

    Between her initial hand and the draw Shepard was able to muster up two pair. Miranda and Kelly were neck and neck for the lowest position, but Kelly lost on her third card. Smiling just a little seductively, Kelly undid her pants and slid them off. A pair of pink panties were revealed, though still partially covered by her shirt. She tossed the pants away and brought her now bare legs to her chest as she readied the next deal.

    Shepard was dealt nothing but a queen high. She was worried, but on her draw she picked up a pair of sevens, which would probably suffice, unless something bad happened, which it didn’t. Miranda was finally low girl again with the queen high Shepard might have been stuck with. She groaned, but didn’t speak out in protest. She hooked her thumbs into her jumpsuit, the top of which was still hanging from her waist. She continued to remove it, inching the tight fabric down her legs, revealing her creamy white thighs and a skimpy lace thong, which left none of her ass a mystery. She kicked off the suit into her clothes pile. Her stockings stopped just above her knees. Shepard couldn’t help but admire the woman’s body. She certainly wasn’t kidding about the whole perfect genetically modified thing.

    Luck was on Shepard’s side again, and she had a pair of jacks dealt to her. Nothing new from the draw, but the pair was enough. Tali ended up with the worst hand, sporting a king high. Tali let out a sigh.

    “Um…well…the bottom of my suit is kind of…complicated,” Tali said.

    “What do you mean?” Kelly asked.

    “Well…I have to live in this suit all the time. It’s not like I take it off to use the bathroom. So…it’s kind of…uncovered down there,” Tali answered.

    “If you would like, Tali, I could make modifications to the hologram so that the clothing beneath the lower portion of your exosuit resembles more conventional undergarments,” EDI chimed in.

    “Oh…well…thank you, EDI,” Tali responded, and the face on the hologram smiled bashfully, blushing again. The image of the half-naked Tali had a moment of static and returned to normal. Shepard assumed it had updated. The hologram once again broke from Tali’s movements and began loosening the “pants” portion of her suit, finally laying down and pulling them off by lifting her legs in the air. Underneath were a par of fairly tight short shorts. They weren’t quite form fitting, but they were certainly snug. The projection sat back up and began to mimic Tali again, and it was flushing darker than ever.

    Shepard once again was sitting pretty with a pair. Kasumi was stuck with a king high, however, and had to remove something else. She brought her hands to the bottom of her tank top. She teasingly raised it from side to side, showing her midriff repeatedly, before pulling it off her head in one quick motion, exposing her sexy brown stomach, and her black bra beneath. She stretched. Kasumi didn’t seem to be embarrassed at all. Far from it, she seemed to be enjoying this little exercise in exhibition.

    A smile crossed Shepard’s lips. Another pair. She’d almost had as good of luck as Jack in this game. After all the hands were laid down, it was EDI who came up last. All eyes turned to her, and the room got quiet. All Shepard could hear was the engines as the ship moved through space.

    “Well...it would seem I am defeated,” EDI said. Her model was quite pink in the face. The hologram stood up, hooked her thumbs in her panties and tugged them slowly down. A patch on blonde hair was exposed on her pelvis. The projection kicked the panties away and did a slow twirl, giving the girls a good view of her shapely ass, before resuming her sitting position on the bed. Shepard could barely make out EDI’s slit before she crossed her legs. It may have been her imagination, but she could have sworn it looked a bit wet.

    “Well…I guess the game’s over…heh heh,” Miranda said nervously. “EDI lost. So I guess we all get dressed now, right?”

    “Not so fast, Cheerleader. We play until there’s one girl standing. I didn’t play this well just for you to slink away now. I’m gonna see you take off everything,” Jack said, smirking more than ever. Miranda looked nervous, but didn’t argue. Kelly began dealing again, this time skipping EDI as she did so. A new degree of tension had entered the game. One player was out and stark naked, and there would be more.

    Shepard was dealt an oddly frustrating hand. A six, seven, eight, ten and a four. If she had a nine, she’d have a straight. She decided to play it risky this time, as she was more reasonably clothed than most of the girls. And low and behold, she got just what she needed. Armed with a straight Shepard was once again sure to be safe this hand. It turned out to be Kelly with the lowest, sporting only a king high. Kelly gave an unconvincing sigh and then drew her shirt slowly over her head, exposing her perfect stomach and pink bra. Shepard tried not to notice how cute she looked in her underwear. Kelly, however, seemed to catch her gaze, and gave Shepard a wink. Like Kasumi, she didn’t seem to mind taking her clothes off at all.

    The next hand brought Shepard a pair of tens, which she was pretty sure would keep her safe through the round, and as it turned out she was right. Kasumi was the only girl to not manage at least a pair, with only a single king to show for it. The ladies all looked at her expectantly. She only had her bra and panties left, and she’d be the first non-hologram to lose a critical piece of clothing.

    “And to think I started this game so well…” Kasumi said in a resigned tone that barely contained her excitement. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, shrugging her shoulders out of straps and letting the garment fall off her. She made no effort to cover her petit tits. Brown nipples stood erect at the tips, from cold or excitement Shepard couldn’t tell. She did note that it didn’t seem especially cold in the room to her, though. Kasumi flared her hands and said “ta-da!” The giggling from the girls was more sensual than ever, and even Miranda seemed to have loosened up, if only just a bit.

    An ace high wasn’t the best hand. Granted, it wasn’t a death sentence by any stretch, but Shepard made peace with the fact that for the first time in a while she might actually lose. Her draw, however, dispelled those feelings immediately. She picked up one, two and three queens. She couldn’t deny that her luck had been awfully good in this later part of the game. Miranda on the other hand looked worried the whole time, and it only got worse with the draw. When everyone put down their cards, it became apparent why.

    “Just a jack, Cheerleader?” Jack sneered.

    “Shut up!” Miranda shot back, but she looked uncomfortable. She grabbed the top of her left stocking and began working it down her toned leg quickly. She took the rumpled up item and tossed it aside and began the same process on the right one. Shepard lamented that Miranda wasn’t that in to the stripping, as the taking off of the stockings could have been quite sexy. Shepard had to admit her shyness was cute too, though. Miranda seemed rather aware that if she lost again, she’d be laying parts of herself bare that she had never intended to.

    Shepard looked around the room. The game had progressed quite far. Kelly and Miranda were in their underwear, Kasumi was topless, Tali’s hologram was a bit more modest, but not much and EDI was outright naked. Samara looked reasonably clothed, but Shepard guessed she only had about three pieces left. It was really only Shepard and Jack who could be counted as winning the game. She knew one thing, though. She was in this to the end, and she wanted to win.