With the thoughts of my sexy mother, Looking over at the tv my mood quickly sour. Maybe my mind was on the perverseness that is sitting nearly thigh to thigh with me, introvertly jiggling her breast as she move to a more comfortable position, or to your recently acquired hot sisters. Regardless, Seeing older men playing poker is not what you wanted. Having a main attraction to girls would do that, while I can appreciate the physique of a man, I'm still as straight as they go. I'll watch poker if they were sexy women like mom, that will be a trip.
Before I could look away, everyone in the poker championships suddenly change right in front of me. older men slowly revert back in age to somewhere around twenty years old. wrinkles replace with smoother skin and didn't stop there, their face slowly revert into more of that of a woman's face with bright lipstick and eyeshadow forming on their faces. The suits that they have swiftly change into the similar corset that my mom is currently wearing, the colors from their ties become the primary color in which they form into. The youngest of whom I faintly recalled as Stephan, name tag now read as Stephania. His now her corset is a bright sky blue, to what seem to be flat chested. her chest expanded outward to a modest C cup as her black hair form into a long bob cut. I couldn't see over the counter, but I could see that she is squirming a bit in her seat trying to maintain a straight face.
The older gen two seats away form Stephania has encounter a similar change. Her once white hair as change into a bright red that seem to stretch all the way down to the floor, with parts of it covering one of her eyes, leaving one of her shining yellow eye to . Her nametag reads Jessica on her bright red bunny suit. while as eye catching as her red clothes are, my attention was imminently drawn to her large boobs. Not sure how big they are are, but they are bigger then mom's already large EE cup breast. Your wondering was answer with the commentator, whos voice sounds like a calm and calculating woman, took the time of the bunny dealer to talk about each of the contestants, pulling up a sheet that display every information of the game, cards and all, to the three sizes that each girl has.
"Eight inches difference!? that makes her a GG cup!" you thought to yourselves as you glances over the chance Poker players. taking note that the audiences are now equally sexy Bunny girls. This is amazing, but... you didn't wish for that to happen. You only wanted to look at attritive girls instead of a bunch of old guys. Looking at the ring you quickly thought, "Did it take my subconscious thoughts as a wish?"
"Hey honey, take a look over there." Mom called out to me as I follow her finger to the screen. "That once in the red and those juicy melons is named Jessica, and she was banned of playing poker for a couple of years." She said with a grinned on her face. "And get this the reasoning why she was Banned was because she hid winning cards in-between her breasts. Supposedly she was doing that for a couple of years before they caught her pulling an identical card in her hand from her cleavage. Since then the Dealer have to check each girls breast and Butt cheeks if they are big enough. Though if you ask me I think the dealer tend to take a little bit longer then necessary." Mom giggle at the tomfoolery's that apparently happen in this world history.
"I never get you mom, and your love for these kind of shows" Emma said with a light shake of her head. I begun to tuned out their conversation as I think to myself. It seems that my subconscious wish also change Mom's taste in shows again. I seem to recall her going on about Scantily clad woman playing various gambling games. each of them wearing sexy bunny suits with cuffs and bowties. Apparently your hidden porn stash contain a few of those woman now.
"I should take this ring off my finger", you thought as you quickly made a wish. "I wish I could take this ring off." I bring my hand quickly to the all powerful ring, and attempt to slid it off. Only to be met with resistance. Pulling a bit harder Proves to be futile except causing a bit of pain as I let go of it. My subconscious desires to not feel the pain anymore, quickly dull out the stinging pain I brought to myself. Realizations struck as I remember my first wish. Nobody could remove this ring form my figure, and I am included in that.
"Oh oh and Stephania there is Being tested by the other three." Mom voice quickly draws my attention to Mom's and emma's talking.
"I notice she been squirming for a while now, what are the other three doing?" my sister ask, still trying to find the appeal to this perverted show.
"They are taking turns to rub her pussy with their legs, trying to get her to break her stone face. They been rubbing her for over an hour now, seem like she is getting Hot and bothered by it." Moms explain the show to Emma's confusions and to my horny hard on. "Originally you weren't suppose to do that, but its been going on for so long they over look it."
Hearing these sexy exploits aren't doing you any good. this need to change it back before I accidentally think of something else. "I wish the Poker game will turned back to what it was before." quickly wish hoping that it would work, only for nothing to happen at all. It seem like My subconscious doesn't want this to returned to normal, I probably wanted mother dress back then because I felt embarrass by that regardless if people see it as normal too. This is really bad, Since I made a deliberant change to moms casual attired, it will go out of control sooner or later.
My eyes catch Emma adjusting her Shorts, seeing a hint of her pale pink panties. Before I know it, My subconscious quickly wish that...