Gal's Night

   

    The next hand gave Shepard a pair of eights, which was just fine by her. After all the hands were laid down, Jack was finally the lowest again, who had failed to get a pair and ended up with a king high. The girls all cheered to see the top winner finally lose another round.

    “About bloody time!” Miranda said.

    “Whatever you say, Cheerleader. How are you doing over there? Because from where I’m sitting I can see a lot more of you than you that I bet you ever wanted me to. Nice ass, by the way,” Jack retorted as she pulled off her socks. Shepard could see that Jack’s tattoos extended even to her bare feet.

    Shepard started the next hand with a pair of sixes, and the draw gave her an additional two queens. Once again, it would seem luck was on her side. Miranda, on the other hand, seemed to be fresh out of it, coming up with an ace high when everyone else had at least one pair.

    “Well, well, Cheerleader. Looks like you’re up again. Let’s see that genetic modification at work!” Jack jeered. Miranda looked simply mortified. She sat chewing her lip for 30 seconds, before finally reaching behind her and reluctantly unclasping her bra. She slowly let it fall off, as if she was trying to delay it as long as possible, and her generous breasts came into view. They were at least d-cups, Shepard figured, capped by perfectly pink areolas and nipples. Miranda’s face went bright red and she covered her tits with one arm, though Shepard noted that even that barely contained those monsters. There was no giggling this time. All the girls seemed too turned on to feign that this was innocent, anymore. Jack was staring and Miranda with a predatory grin.

    As the next hand was played Shepard watched Miranda, who’s tits jiggled every time she moved. She tried to keep her left arm glued to her chest, but occasionally she’d get a peek of Miranda’s nipples. Shepard’s hand was pretty bad, having only a queen. The draw brought an ace, but nothing else. As everyone laid their cards down Shepard was sure it would finally be time to strip again, but it turned out Kelly had only a king high, once again saving Shepard from stripping.

    “You know, you guys keep giving me shit about always winning, but the Commander here seems to be pretty well clothed too,” Jack pointed out.

    “She’s just lucky,” Kelly said, “Reeeally lucky. This isn’t in my job description, you know,” she said as she reached behind her pink bra and unfastened it. She put her right arm over her chest, and pulled the bra out from under it. She grinned at everyone for a few seconds, before raising both hands above her head and showing off her perky c-cups. Her pink nipples were standing at attention, and Shepard suddenly found it very difficult to concentrate. Kelly giggled softly and winked at Shepard again.

    Shepard was dealt two pairs right from the outset in the next hand, once again ensuring Shepard’s continued dominance of the game. There were three girls now who only had their panties left. Someone was going to be eliminated again very soon. As it turned out, that someone was Miranda, who was the only player who didn’t get a pair. A look of unsurpassed wicked glee spread across Jack’s face, while Miranda could only stare in horror.

    “And down she goes. C’mon, Cheerleader, let’s see what you’re hiding under there. Is it shaved into the Cerberus logo?” Jack asked. Miranda simply shook her head.

    “I don’t want…I…” she stammered.

    “Oh, no you don’t! You aren’t backing out on this,” Jack said as she stood up and approached Miranda. She pressed herself up against her, and hooked her thumbs in Miranda’s thong.

    “What are you-” but her question was cut off as Jack began dragging the garment off her. “No-” she struggled, trying to catch the panties, and freeing her jiggling boobs in the process. But Jack already had her thong past her ass and was bringing it down her legs. Jack jerked the last bit of Miranda’s modesty off her feet and brought herself level with her again. Miranda gasped and tried to cover her breasts and shaved pussy at the same time. Jack shoved her arm out of way and grabbed one of Miranda’s large tits and began to squeeze.

    “Your nips are hard, Cheerleader. I think you like this,” Jack said huskily.

    “S-stop…” Miranda said weakly. But Jack let her other hand creep down Miranda’s naked waist and grab a handful of her fabulous ass. Miranda looked away and blushed hard.

    “This is turning you on. The little Cheerleader who wants to boss everyone around has a thing for being dominated. Of course.” Jack laughed and played with her toy for a few more seconds. Miranda looked as if she was trying her very hardest to think about anything else.

    “Not that I don’t mind the show, but does this mean you’re forfeiting, Jack? ‘Cause I know that would sure as hell make this game a lot easier,” Kasumi said. Jack sighed.

    “Nah, I’m coming, I’m coming. Just enjoying the fruits of my success. I’ll be back later for you, Cheerleader. I just have to strip the rest of these idiots first.”

    “We’ll see,” Shepard said. Kelly smiled seductively and began to deal again.

    Shepard couldn’t believe her eyes at the start of the next hand. Four fives. Four. She had been dealt a four of a kind. Could she lose at this game even if she tried? All of the girls rolled their eyes at Shepard’s predictably good hand. It was Tali who came out last, with a pair of twos.

    “I lost with a pair again?” She asked.

    “Statistically, as the number of players decreases the likelihood of losing with higher hands increases,” EDI said. Shepard noticed that her nude avatar was looking more comfortable.

    “Oh…well, at least I still have some clothes left. I’ll go with the top,” Tali said. Her projection flushed a little and moved her hands to the halter top she was wearing. She pulled it over her head quickly. Underneath was a black, strapless bra. It looked like it opened from the front. The next hand was dealt.

    When Shepard picked up her cards she saw a pair of threes. Given what happened to Tali in the last hand, she didn’t feel nearly as sure of this hand as she would have before, but the draw washed away any concerns she had. She picked up two kings. Shepard mused that the girls were going to accuse her of cheating with luck this good.

    Jack had the lowest hand with an ace high. She looked slightly annoyed as she whipped her sleeveless black top over her head, exposing more of her tattooed skin and the skimpy belt-bra she wore when Shepard first met her. The game was going faster now. More cards were dealt.

    Shepard was dealt a pair of sevens. She got no help from the draw, but it was a high enough hand that she felt reasonably confident. Tali once again came out the loser with a king high.

    “Oh…it’s me again? I…ok. The bra…then…” she muttered quietly. The hologram flushed bright purple and reached for the front of the bra. She opened it and exposed Tali’s b-cup tits, capped by light purple nipples, The hologram dropped the bra and it vanished. The real Tali instinctually covered her breasts still in her suit, and hologram followed her example, still blushing.

    The next hand looked bad for Shepard. An ace high. Yet, once again luck was on her side. Three threes were dealt to her in the draw, once again leaving Shepard free and clear. However, Jack was left with an actual ace high, leaving her yet again as the loser.

    “You know, Shepard?” Jack said as she unfastened her pants. “You seem pretty well clothed for someone this late in the game.” She dragged her orange pants down her legs, revealing the bare skin beneath, which like the rest of her was covered in ink. Her panties were plain gray.

    “I guess I’m just lucky,” Shepard said, amused.

    “Uh huh,” Jack said in a disbelieving tone.

    “I have considered the possibility that the Commander is cheating, and have concluded that she is not. This is simply a question of luck,” EDI cut in.

    “See, exonerated by the AI herself! Let’s keep going,” Shepard said. Jack grumbled as the cards were dealt once more.

    Shepard could seemingly do no wrong in this game. She was dealt two pair right off the bat, and she had almost ceased being surprised by these fortuitous hands altogether. She wondered if maybe Kelly, who always dealt, was stacking the deck for her. She looked over at her red-headed yeoman. Her eyebrows knit as she looked over her hand. She looked positively cute like that. Shepard let her eyes wander to her bare breasts, pink nipples still jutting out. While still looking at her cards she absentmindedly adjusted the waistband of her skimpy pink panties. She-

    Shepard couldn’t afford to keep getting distracted like that. In any case, EDI would probably be able to tell if she was stacking the deck. This had to be genuine luck. After all the hands were laid down, Kasumi had the lowest.

    “Yep. Just a jack here. Oh, well. Sixth place isn’t so bad I guess,” Kasumi said as she stood up, turned away from her fellow players and slid her panties down her legs, showing off her ass and pussy lips. She faced them again, showing a narrow landing strip of dark hair on her crotch. “I’m still sticking around to see all the rest of the nudity, though. Doesn’t look like I’ll get to see Shep at this rate. Too bad,” she said. She sat back leisurely in her old spot, not bothering to hide any of her body.

    Shepard was dealt a pair of eights. She got no help on the draw but she figured she’d be fine with a reasonably high pair. When Shepard looked at all the laid down hands, and the mischievous grins that were spreading across their faces, she realized that she had somehow gotten the lowest hand. Amidst cheers Shepard stoop up, grabbed the bottom of her shirt and whipped it off. Underneath was a white halter-top, which stopped just above her bellybutton, showing a hint of her toned stomach.

    “Of course she has an undershirt!” Jack says. “We finally get her to strip again and she’s still not showing any underwear.” Kelly dealt the cards again.

    The next hand left Shepard with a pair of fours. Given that she just lost with a higher pair, she felt more nervous than she had in a long time. Not help on the draw either. Luckily, at least for Shepard, Jack only had managed an ace high.

    “Well…shit,” Jack said. She began working on her belts, undoing the buckles and such, finally letting them fall away, exposing her petit chest in full. Her rosy nipples were one of the few places on her body without tattoos, it seemed.

    Shepard started the next hand with only an ace high. She was in a state of panic until the draw brought her a second ace. A pair. She could work with that. Tali, however, was stuck with an actual ace high, leaving her as the loser for the last time.

    “I…suppose I lose. Then…oh…well, there she goes…or I…or whatever,” Tali said as her avatar stood up shyly and began to slowly shimmy out of her tight shorts. As she pushed the garment down a tuft of black hair was revealed on her pelvis. Once the article was gone, her projection did a slow turn, showing them her ass as well. The hologram sat back down, its face as purple as could be. It matched Tali’s cute shrunken posture at the sight of her own naked body.

    A frown crossed Shepard’s face. Yet another ace high. And no help came for her this time. And yet, when everyone laid their cards down it seemed not one person had so much as a pair. In fact, Shepard had the highest hand. Jack and Kelly both had kings, and Samara just a queen.

    “It would seem I have lost,” she said.

    “Now that I think about it…you’ve barely lost in this game at all,” Kelly said.

    “Indeed. Only twice, but I was not wearing much to begin with,” she said. Samara began working on the lower portion of her armor, which started below her waist. She finally succeed in removing it, exposing a red thong. She looked odd with her chest armor still on, but with bare legs and panties showing. The game was coming down to the wire. Four players left, two with only one item of clothing left on.

    Shepard was dealt a flush, which pretty much meant she was safe this round. She noticed Kelly picked up five new cards. Never a good sign. When everyone laid down, Kelly had absolutely nothing. She smiled sweetly and stood up. She looked Shepard right in the eye and hooked her thumbs in her panties. She dragged them slowly down her legs, reveling a triangle of red hair on her crotch. Natural red-head then, Shepard mused. She kicked her panties away and did a turn so the Commander could see her rather fantastic ass, and then sat back down, right next to Shepard.

    “Well, I usually lost at my old slumber parties too. The girls had a lot of fun with me once they got me naked,” Kelly said mischievously. “Anyway, I’ll keep dealing. I just won’t give any cards to myself,” she said. Five down, three left.