Gambler's Roll
#2 of Gambling Queen
One week had passed since Alair's defeat to Emmy. During that week Alair had been living with his captor, watching her beat more fools and finding it so funny from the other side. What made them think they could beat Lady Luck in the flesh? Alair thought all that over while snacking on a microwaveable pizza meal, his mind shifted to another more bothersome part of the week...
"You are dead now to the whole world but me! So your stuck as my pet." The snow leopardess cheered at the male wolf, him chocking on a drink when the words hit his brain. The colorless memory of his actions of that day jumped up and swore a series of phrases the wolf had not even know till living with the female for a week. She simply looked on at him and grinned.
"How on earth could you do something like that?" The memory version of himself asked, before adding with a growl," Better yet, why the hell did you rob my life from me!" The wolf stepped forward, rage propelling him to get closer to the feline, each hair on his pelt stood in a way making him appear feral. She however laughed walking right up to him and petting his chin.
Her petting continued, hold the larger male in her arms as if she as his master, which in a way was true." Alair, I like you, I want you by my side, this game is fun with them but I'm so lonely... So I had to so I could keep you..." she cooed at him. He was about to respond hen a loud bang at the door faded away the memory.
Back in the present someone was beating the door with their tail. Apparently they had their hands full but still wanted in, as if. Alair grinned a silly toothy grin while thinking of eating them if they kept up the noise, and sure enough it did not lessen. Instead it pounded louder and harder by the minute. "Get the hell up and open the door you lazy ass wolf or your not getting fed!!" Shouted a certain female who he had unknowingly ignored. Shock filling his features, he jumped up, got to the door and let her in, but not before getting hissed at.
"Took you long enough." The snow leopardess hissed placing the bags onto the small table the hotel room had. Even with all the money Emmy had collected over the years, and all the bank accounts she had robbed from her prey, she never spent money on expensive housing. The female reached into the bag pulling out a package of steak.
Alair eyed the raw meat hungrily, rough canine tongue swiping around his lips. His grey furred hands reached forward, nearly grabbing the meat before Emmy pulled it away with a snicker. The wolf flailed his arms as he started falling forward. The female just watched him fall laughing on his way down. " HEY YOU COULD HAVE HELPED ME!!!" He barked on the floor
Emmy stepped on his back, grinning from ear to ear. " Now pet, why would I do that? Besides, after we finish eating we are going out." Alair wondered what she meant by it but would find out soon enough anyway. So they ate the meal Emmy cooked, with the wolf trying to devour all the ingredients before they were even used.
Later that night the two wandered into an underground casino. After a few days they moved to a new mark, and now that Alair lived with Emmy she didn't like making her game at home. The snow leopardess purred, her eyes shining from seeing all the gold used to decorate the room. Slot machines, poker tables, dice, black jack, even raffle which in itself seemed out of place. Alair glanced back at the female, noticing a blur of white fur running off towards a dice table.
Did miss lady luck EVER have any other thoughts then gambling? The wolf thought as he chased after her, stopping dead in his track when he saw her booth. " How the hell did she set that up so fast?!" Lights sparked all over the table, green velvet covering, where three sets of golden dice lay waiting for first victim, yet what really caught him of guard was the sign ...
"Lady Luck's Roll of Truth! Winner gets 10x his own bid! Come one come all!"
This little bit of insanity drew customers like flies, each with no luck on the queen of luck. But regardless everyone had to have a chance, after all who wouldn't want to try to outdo luck herself. This even drew a human who's expression and designer suit showed how little fun he had in life. "So this is Emmy... I'm not impressed, lets raise the stakes..." stated the human in a cold voice as if everything was a deal to him.
"Well I don't like you but sure... however not here, lets make it more private..."Said Emmy as her and the human walked off. Alair was left and manned the stand in the mean time.
"We still playing dice right? I warn you the stakes are always high, money is never high enough." She mewed calmly in a motel about three miles away. The human merely nodded, no fun in him at all. Then he spoke an odd statement
"To make this more interesting... my body will be the bet, and yes I understand what that means." were the words that escaped his mouth as he buttoned his shirt and let it drop to the ground. Surprise was among Emmy's many emotions at that moment but she sighed them away. One roll. she thought to herself, Then he is mine...
Two red dice, carefully examined were chosen before being placed in a cup and rolled. The human willed with all his might to get two sixes. From the cup to the air, time seemed to stand still as they descended, fate in the hands of two dice. Loud thudding echoed as the first landed, a one... and the other came to join it's kin, two eyes stared at the human... Snake eyes, the worst luck...
"You've lost and the deal is done.. You might make a nice kitty..." Her words were absent minded, tossing a silver slime onto the ginger haired man's chest that sealed his fate. But of course he would have no part of that.
"A cat! You da-orw temptress I will mrow not meow take this!" He hiss out the last word, fur growing on his chest. There was no fuzz stage, it was like watching a chia pet in fast forward as fur grew rapidly on his torso. The human bat at the fur and silver slime, yet instead of stopping it, only spread it more. The swipes had gotten the slime onto his hands, quickly shifting them. Nails turned clear as fur sported on each digit, Skin on the finger tips puffed out and hardened into pads, with a giant pad in his palm. The still human hand flailed around trying to remove the slime creeping up his arms , yet like the other arm, was soon changed.
His head resisted, but it to was absorbed in the shifting goo. Creating a mask around his skull, it twisted his features, melting his ears and reforming them, shoving them on top his head, cute little kitty triangular ears. Next to be deformed was his nose, which like his ears melted, though it merged with his mouth. The change pushed his face forward but not before he shouted, " I WILL KILL YOU!"
The human-feline hissed as the mask moved away from his head, and now his entire upper torso was that of a domestic ginger tomcat. Oh but the fun was far from over, after all he was only half cat. To mister nameless his worst horror was being lived, as the slime literately slid down his back and working right above his ass. Pulling on the tiniest bump right where the spine ends, it gets longer and longer. He holds the pants tightly to the front as the back slips lower from his new tail coming in. It twitches a few times, signaling its finished form.
Emmy yawned watching the entire event was mindlessly rubbed her tits. " damn you screaming is so turning me off, and to think a sexy kitten like you will waste the sexiest thing possible just to freak out."
He hissed at her , not letting go, well until what happened next. That next being that the slime that already turned his ass furry, went into him. Forcing its way in, using his pucker as the door, the now 50 percent feline moaned so loudly, with slime filling his anal cavity, that he dropped his guard.
His pants fell to his ankles and Emmy grinned, her luck with finding well endowed males seemed to be high. The shaft was a peachish-pink color that covered his whole body. Though short at only five inches or so the girth more then made up for it, heavy, VERY heavy balls hang below, it would take a full hand just to grab one.
The three forth's cat started panting and hissing, as the slime climbed down his legs doing what it did best. The legs thinned down in size, getting furry in his skin fitting coat. Feet turned into paws, and he rose up onto the balls of his feet.
Muscle began to build up over his entire body, making him much stronger then he was before. Now all that was left was his fuck tool. The silver goop changed color to become clear, so all present could enjoy the next part. It poured onto his now hard dick, just sitting there. He shacked around hopelessly now 90% feline, He jumped around on his balled feet, hissing madly in between his moans. In protest the slime enter his through the opening on his dick. While the slime still on him stretched him out, pulling more skin from his body though he had none to spare. Inch by inch, the organ was added to, which how was anyone's guess, even Emmy may not have fully understood it. Now at a proud, very proud 13 inches erect he mewed very confused.
Alair and Emmy did a double take on this, being a domestic cat, the male could in no way grow to such a size, now should his body have grown extra muscle... Can he effect his own change?
But of course just a longer dick was not all left to be done. Working on his head, skin bristled pointing outward in every which way. Barbs, and they are sharp ones too... Emmy thought to herself as they grew longer, the points noticeable from there. Whoever he fucked was gonna feel it in the morning badly.
Next to come was the color, which started at the head and darkened, it went from the pink-peach color, to the deep pink of a just orgasmed cock, and darkened still to a bright red shade. Red flushed over his prick quickly, nothing was ever slow with this transformation. His balls that hung below inflated even fatter, fur covering them to turn ginger like the rest of him, he mewed and moaned loudly at once, his cock throbbing as a sheath enveloped it only long enough to push his cock back out, now pointing up at his chest
He was finished now, head to toe a ginger domestic cat. " Aww aren't you cute?" The Leopardess said looking at the new tom. He hissed and ran off screaming, " You'll pay Lady luck! I'll show you who will be on top!"
Both Alair and Emmy stared as the orange pelt ran away, what if he could make true to his threat....