A Poker Game ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Thunder quitely sent shivers down Misty's back. After the past few days of sleeping under the stars, and moving through the forest, sitting in a Pokemon Center in Cerrulean City, playing poker seemed out of the norm. At the very least. To her left sat Pikachu, then Ash, then Brock, and finaly on her right sat Prof. Oak. They meet him a day earlier in town. Apparently he decided to take a vacation from his research. "I call," Ash said finaly after starring at his cards. He looked a little bleary eyed, Misty decided, even though it was only midnight. "4 tens," Oak said happily , laying his cards down. " 5 queens." Brock retorted. "What?! Since when are there 5 queens in a deck?" Oak cried. "Since Pikachu made 2's wild." Brock smirked back. Misty sighed. She was glad she folded before they even got to the double draw. Poker was definately not her game. Loosing $20 this pot proved that. "Ahem. Gentlemen if you please, take your cards and weep over them." Ash lays his hand on the leather cound table. "A natural straight flush, 6 high." "Damn!" Brock and Oak exclaim at the same time. Misty chuckles to herself. If Ash wasnt such a horses ass at times, he might be cute. If for nothing else then to hussle people at poker. Time to deflate his ego a little, she thought. She nugged Pikachu. "Pi-Ka?" he said laying his hand down. As Ash was gathering the poker chips in the pot to his own pile, he looked up at Pikachu. "I belive thats a 7 high straight flush, Ash," Misty smilled, speaking for Pikachu. Ash's face darkened as Pikachu gathered his chips, and everyone else laughed. "Lets just play the game, shall we?" he mumbled curtly. He shuffled the cards, concentraiting on what he was going to force them to play. So far tonight, it had been Whores and Fours, Screw Your Neighbor, and the strangest of all, Hardcore Blackout. The rules seemed confusing, but every game he made them try, he lost. So Misty did get a kick out of them. He Slammed the deck down for Brock to cut it. After a moment he spoke. "Heres the game. We're going to play Pocket Baseball. Same as Night Baseball, but you can buy on a 2, and Discard one card on a Queen." Here we go again, Misty mumbled to herself. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* It was about 2am, and everyone except Misty and Pikachu went to bed. She had a sixpac of Jolt in her back-pack she picked up that day, and wasnt worried about staying up. Ash tried for an hour to make Pikachu give up his earnings, but got shocked instead. Brock made Pika a nice pouch to carry his newly earned cash in for 5 dollars he lost in his last hand. She shook her head as she thought of how much she lost to them that night. Around $100, her pride, her respect (how could she let them see down her top. Plus it only broke their concentraiton for just long enough for her to get a 5 dollar pot.), her favorite watch, her- "Cherry?" Misty snapped her head up in suprise. There stood nurse Joy in a bathrobe with two plates in her hands. She looked at the confused look on Misty's face and repeated,"Cherry pie? You look like you need a pick me up." Misty flushed, and nodded. "What I realy need is leasons in poker." Joy let out a clear, bell tonned laugh. "If Officer Jenny shows up soon, I'll show you a few tricks." She picked up the spare deck and proceded to shuffle it one handed. She laughed again as Misty's eyes widdened in suprise. Misty shook off the shock. "Why would Jenny show up?" she asked. Joy replied, "Her appartment is being fumigated. We're friends from highschool, so I offered her to stay here at the Pokemon Center." "Talking about me behind my back?" Jenny said, standing by the front door. She shook off her rain soaked coat. Joy smilled in reply, but Misty asked" I thought the doors were locked after 10." "Not if you have a key." Jenny pulled up a chair. "So you want to learn how to play poker?" She gently took the deck out of Mistys hands. "No, I want to learn how to beat Ash at poker." Joy and Jenny looked at each other and shared a knowing smile. "What?" Misty asked. -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*- After an hour of learning strategy, durring which Pikachu fell asleep, they started teaching Misty how to bluff. A half hour of that, and she was ready. "Lets have a practice game." "I dont have any money left," Misty protested. Jenny shruged. "Then lets play for... I know, how about a game of strip poker?" Jenny sugested. Now, Misty had never been self conscious about her body. But the prospect of having to strip for two near strangers, all be them girls. As if reading her mind, Joy said "Its incentive to win..." Misty drew in a breath and nodded. The game began. It wasnt long before Misty was down to her shirt and panties. Things just weren't going her way. As she was dealt her hand she let her mind go blank. She looked into the cards, saw their core. Then she realized what she was doing wrong. She ahd only seen the cards as cards, not part of the deck. She then awoke the gambler inside her. Game after game she won, slowly stripping the two beautiful women of thier clothing. Jenny more so than the Pokemon nurse. Probably, Joy had much more incentive to win seeing as how she only had on a bathrobe, and maybe underwear. Every time she lost, Jenny would slowly, carefully, pull off her item of clothing, over her smooth, firm skin. All the while staring at Misty and breathing in, slowly, deeply. Misty started to get a strange tingling in her abdomen each time those green eyes stared through her. But she continued on. As she played, she finaly got Joy out of the robe. She was only wearing lace trimmed panties. Her long hair had already slipped out of the bun it usualy sat in, flowing down her back, and framing her chest. She blushed slightly as she let the others veiw her now uncovered medium sized, perky, breasts. Misty could only stare, and envy, Nurse Joy. Misty's own breasts were no where near as large, and Joy had what looked to be B-cups. Not large at all, but still, she had something. That hand Misty, literaly, lost her shirt. She cursed under her breath ather desicion not to wear a bra that day. Her mortification began. Joy and Jenny both wore slight smiles on their scantaly clad selves, Jenny looking at her as one would look through fire. Her eyes wide, yet penetrating. Misty felt flush as Jenny's eyes probed her smooth white flesh. She took a shutering breath, not deep enough to draw any more attention, and played on. On the next 3 games Jenny lost her own bra, which she took off ever so slowly, gasping at the cool air that tickled her chest and hardened her nipples. Then Joy was out of the game as she lost her panties, which she pulled off and kicked across the room with a flick of her ankles. Her smooth pubic area caught Misty's breath in her throat. Aside form her own body, she had never seen another womens form in a face to face situation before. Jenny gave her a grin and touched Joy slightly on the shoulder for reasurance. The last of the 3 games came down to the final call. Misty had bet the same thing Jenny did. Her underwear. Of course, it was also all they had left to bet. So they eached placed their hands on the table, Misty with 2 jacks and 2 wilds, and Jenny... with the same hand, down to the extra card. They looked up from each others hands, and stared into each others eyes; Misty in shock, Jenny with mirth. Joy interupted the situation with a loud laugh, the first sound anyone had made in what seemed like hours. Misty glanced up at the clock on Joys desk, only 4:32 am. She was snapped back into reality as Joy said to them both "You better not go back on your bets." Misty glanced up at Jenny who had turned her back and bent over, slowly bringing the silk cloth over her firm ass, all the while giving the other two laddies a full view. The flush feeling Misty had before intensified, making her virgin slit moisten. Not sure what compeled her, she stood, and did likewise. As she turned back around, Joy had stood quitely, and breathing deeply looked at Jenny, who nodded, then at Misty. In an instant she knew what Joy asked. She nodded in assent as well, moving nervously towards the volupscious two. She noticed how small dropps of fluid clung to Jennys pubic hair, which was neatly trimmed into a stripe. Feeling her own slit moisten all the more, she was carefully touched by Joy, who slowly stroked Misty's breats, turning her nipples into tiny hard nubs. As Joy carefully lowered Misty onto the poker table, she did not relent her caresing of Misty's uplifted breats. Joy climed onto the suprisingly strong table, to get a more comfortable angle to her breasts. As Misty gasped at each flick of Joys tounge, Joy let out a little chuckle. After only a few seconds, Jenny had gotten on her knees between Misty's writhing legs, and gently kissed her hairless quim. Misty let out an audible moan at this new attention. One of joys hands slipped down to her own slit as she watched, and listened, to Jenny at work. Jenny slowly pushed two fingers inside Misty's tight, yet wet, hole. Slowly pushing in, her fingers slowly moving inside her, then pushing apart inside her pussy. Misty could only sit there in ecstasy as the two women brought her to heaven. Joy let up on her flicking of Misty's nipples, and stradled her face, so that she could better see Jenny pumping in and out of the girl. Misty had her nose stuck in Joys puckered ass hole, and her mouth licking the sweet juices that dripped from her quim. Slowly and carefully, Misty began to lick Joy, first on her outer lips, then deeper, into the hole itself. She soon found Joy's erect clit and made her shiver as she started to move her tongue in circles around it, teasing it, then wraping her lips around it and starting the process over again. Her own moistness grew and soon she had to stop with the slow teasing of Joy as Jenny found her own button, and pushed it to the breaking point. Misty arched her back and moaned, vibraiting Joys slit, which sent her into a fit of pleasure. As suddenly as her delicate probing began, Jenny stopped and nearly screamed in happieness. Misty pushed Joy up just enough to see Pikachu, who had been asleep, vibraiting his tail inside of Jenny. Small electrical pulses washed through her, making her body convulse. As she became used to the rythm, she focused back on Misty, who could feel Jennys ocasional gasp as hot air on her steaming slit. The sights, combined with Misty, brought Joy over the brink. She clenched her muscles, let out an unearthly yell, and drenched the face of Misty in sweet pungent girl-cum. Suprised, Misty herself started to loose control, and as Pika zapped Jenny one last time, hard enough to make Misty feel it, both the officer and the trainer came with deep moans, and splashes of wetness. All colapsed in combined happieness, feeling waves of warmth and contentment flooding there exhuahsted boddies. Misty heard "Pi...? Chu," and watched as the mouse went back to his conner to sleep. A moment later the sound of shattering glass made them all sit bolt upright. There stood Ash in the doorway to the bunks, his hand still acting like he was holding the broken glass that was at his feet, water soaking into the carpet. His jaw dropped and his pants bulging he started to say, "Wha...wha....what?" The girls looked at each other and laughed. Misty spoke for the gigling nude group. "You missed one hell of a poker game." -- ŻŻŻ So says Doppelganger *--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--*--* -- Email::: morph_ing@hotmail.com Cynics Corner, and Lemon archive-- members.xoom.com/cynicscorner