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All the Information Is on the Card (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 444)
🕑 Added 2025-12-03 00:54:16 +0000 UTCBrandy led them right up to the table and stopped so abruptly that Dani nearly bumped into her back.
Up close, Gardevoir were just unfair.
Elegant didn't even come close to describing it. Velour, that was the name on the little placard perched beside the card shoe, had an effortless grace to her. She stood with one hip cocked just enough to show the roll of her hips under that figure-hugging dress. The delicious rise her waist gave to her black skirt before it flowed into the white gown all Gardevoir wore. Her black waistcoat helped push up her chest, and the gold trim drew the eye exactly where she wanted it, straight into that cleavage, where a red-finned horn poked up like a lurking shark.
Her face was up there somewhere, but Brandy was taking her time getting to it. Gardevoir were infamously hot, and finally getting to check one out up close, Brandy just couldn't help but drink it all in.
"Oh my stars," Dani gasped quietly beside Brandy. "She's so pretty. She's really something."
"Pretty sure she's not something at all," Morgan said dryly.
"Well now," Velour said, sliding a deck of cards into the card shoe and running a fingernail over the deck to make it ripple. "If this isn't the most charming collection of trouble I could hope for."
"I'm sure you tell all the troublemakers that," Sparky snorted, arms folded under her chest to push up her breasts. She vastly outscaled Velour in that front, and Brandy caught a tiny quirk in her smile when she saw Brandy's attention had shifted. She took a deep breath and leaned on the table with one set of arms, giving the Gardevoir a view of what she didn't have. "You must like trouble if you're working in a Dark Gym. Oh, we are going to do terrible things to you."
"I've a lot of experience making bad girls behave," Velour said, flicking back her bob of green hair. "You wouldn't be the first bug bent over this table."
Sparky shook her butt, giving her team a lovely view of it rolling back and forth. Calcine gaze was absolutely locked in on that Galvantula ass, not even slightly interested in the Gardevoir.
With a fluid, almost bored motion, Velour drew the top card from the shoe, snapped her wrist, and flicked it. The card sailed cleanly across the short gap and slotted neatly into Sparky's cleavage.
Sparky froze. Very slowly, she looked down at the corner of the card peeking out between her breasts.
"You could fit a whole deck in there. Give me more."
Velour lifted one shoulder in a delicate shrug. "One card at a time, you stepped up to my table, you play my game. I give someone a card, and someone else reads it."
Brandy's Compound eyes caught the hint of bold crimson lettering printed on the exposed tip of the card. It made her eyes itch reading just the few exposed letters.
"Wait," Brandy breathed. "Something's off about them."
"Whoever reads it will have to follow the instructions," Velour said sweetly. "Don't worry, my games are all about making others feel good. Whoever reads that will feel compelled to do something nice for our bratty little bug here."
"And if we don't," Morgan said, "Break the rules?"
"Then you're not welcome at my table anymore, and whatever you're up to, you'll have to go be mischievous elsewhere." Velour said, "Which would be a shame. Come on. Play with me. You know you want to."
Calcine was already moving, slipping in beside Sparky and deftly plucking the card free from her cleavage. The moment her fingers brushed the warm skin there, Sparky let out a sharp little gasp.
"Calcine!" the Galvantula complained, "Get your hands in there properly."
"Maybe I'll have to." Calcine snorted softly and read the card out loud.
"Seat your target on the table and provide thirty seconds of enthusiastic attention."
Sparky blinked. "Provide attention to-?"
Before she could finish the sentence, Calcine had already grabbed Sparky by the hips with startling strength and hoisted the Galvantula up onto the edge of the felt-covered table in one smooth motion. The sudden lift knocked a startled yelp out of Sparky, her legs parting on reflex as she was set down.
"Never mind!" the bug squeaked, "Do your thing!"
"She will," Velour said cheerfully as her eyes glowed pink. "My cards' instructions will be followed to the letter. Especially the enthusiastic part."
Calcine stepped between those long fur-covered thighs, "Thirty seconds isn't much time," and she licked her lips. "I'll have to make it count."
Calcine didn't waste a second more. She leaned forward eagerly, hands sliding up Sparky's thighs as she buried her face into the startled Galvantula's lap. The sharp inhale Sparky took turned into a broken moan almost instantly.
"Oh! Arceus! Calcine!"
Calcine worked her mouth along Sparky's cock and there was nothing gentle about it. She gobbled down with fast, eager motions, her throat pressed out as she gave Sparky exactly what the card demanded. Enthusiastic attention. The table creaked faintly as Sparky braced herself on its edge, legs twitching madly, and every breath shaking her chest.
Brandy felt heat rise to her face as she watched Sparky's confident swagger melt into helpless, breathless noises. Dani was wide-eyed beside her, tucked in to her side and gripping on tight.
"Thirty seconds is longer than you'd think," Morgan observed lightly.
Velour's lips quirked. "You're right there."
By the time Calcine pulled back, panting almost as hard as her victim, Sparky was slumped slightly on the table, eyes glazed, breath uneven. Her spit shone cock bobbing in the air, the only muscle in her body that was left working.
Calcine wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, flashing an unapologetic grin. "I should do that more. Sparky's got a warm lap."
Sparky was just wheezing on the table, a needy keening in her throat from the blowjob cut short.
Velour clapped once for Calcine, "Well done! You really did give it your all. I barely had to nudge you."
She flicked her gaze back to the rest of the team, mischievous light sparking behind her calm exterior.
"Now then," she purred. "Has that demonstration made the rules crystal clear?"
She hadn't flickered once through all that, and it was hot enough that Brandy's brains certainly felt scrambled. This illusionist did work in a Dark Gym; she'd probably seen a lot of exciting things, but Brandy felt that should have at least slightly broken her concentration.
Were they wrong? Was this an actual Gardevoir?
No, it didn't make sense for a Dark Gym. This had to be fake; it was just a really damn good fake. They needed to go in harder.
Before she could volunteer herself, though, someone else spoke up.
"Hello," Dani croaked as Morgan playfully nudged her forward. "Um, uh, hello, Ms. Velour. It's good to meet you."
"Well, hello there, sweetling." Velour leaned slightly forward, resting her elbows on the table. "Aren't you the cutest little customer I've seen tonight?"
Dani's knees wobbled, but Morgan had a wing on her back to hold her up.
"Go on, Dani," Morgan said, "ask the Gardevoir for a card."
Dani couldn't find her words; she was too busy staring into Velour's eyes like a lost Wooloo. The Magikarp was utterly infatuated with Velour, and whatever Morgan's plan was, Brandy knew she wouldn't be able to handle anything more right now. Brandy had to take one for Dani here, so she had time to try to get used to being near such a pretty Pokémon.
Velour went to draw, but Brandy dashed forward and reached out to grab her wrist, stopping her from flicking the card at Dani. It didn't quite work. Velour already had the card flicked out in the air before Brandy clamped her hand down on them, and with a slight gust of wind to direct it, the card bounced off Brandy's chest and slapped right back against Velour's face.
What luck. What suspiciously perfect luck. Brandy could practically feel the smugness radiating off Morgan, and for just a brief second, Brandy was sure she saw the Gardevoir's composure break a little, her body tensing angrily.
"That's not how this game is played," she said, going to peel the card off her face.
"Yes, it is," Morgan cut in. "You were very clear. You draw a card and give it to someone. Then whoever reads it has to do what it says to that person. Brandy's going to read it and do whatever the card says to you. Dani and I are going to watch."
Velour's fingers paused on the edge of the card, weighing a decision she hadn't expected to have to make. Finally, Velour exhaled through her nose.
"The rules are the rules."
Brandy peeled the card off her head and read it, biting her lip to hold back a laugh.
"Instruct this player until you are fully satisfied." Brandy read out.
"That shouldn't be difficult," Velour smiled, "Ladies melt under me."
Brandy smiled back sharper. Velour didn't understand what a fully satisfied Brandy really meant. She was about to make this possibly fake Gardevoir put in some work.
Comments
Irish Not Sane
Brandy is going to kill her with her own game, I almost feel bad for her
