<<Please a seven, I don't want to be stay like this for even a second.>> I begged to god.
"Four." The Croupier stated. I lost, but this time a noticed the changes instantly.
My hair grow longer and curlier, my hight reduced a few inches while my breast turned almost a pair of D's, my skim turned lighter and softer, my silhouette passed from average to beautiful, and just in that second I understood in first hand why that woman was sobbing at the lobby at the time I came in, the sensitivity of my pussy increased to a really noticeable level. I was hottie.
However my clothes barely changed this time. When I saw my huge breast I thought I might end in a bimbo dress, but instead my jeans just got tighter following my new curves; my loose blouse don't even reshaped, just changed its arrange to emphasize my new developed attributes and the new sexier bra that now loomed through the open neckline after substituting the basic white piece I got from my first bet. What actually was a surprise were my sneakers, which turned into female heeled cowboy boots. The only detail I didn't noticed until later were the small earring I got.
"Do you want to continue, Miss?" The Croupier asked me.
"Of course." I smiled sarcastically.
I took the screen and tried to bet again with the body bar, but the screen marked an error. I also noticed how the other two bars got a little low.
"Why can I continue and why are my other bars lower?" I asked the croupier.
The silence moment before the arrival of a manager gave me time to appreciate how feminine my voice was now.
"Is there a problem, Miss?" The manager asked me gently.
"There it is." I replied and explained the situation. The Manager escorted far from the table and explained me the the situation.
"There is a limit to how much you can bet over a single attribute." He began. "And also a penalty. In other words, if you bet with an attribute that has already reached the other side of the gender bar and lost, the system automatically blocks that bar and charges the lost to the other two bars. Its just a 10% charge." He smiled.
"So, I'm going to stay like this for two days?" I said a little frustrated feeling the wight of my huge breast with my hands.
"Three days." He corrected me.
"Three days!"
"That's right, the penalty also add one day to the processing of the transformation."
I knew I was going to hate the answer, but I still asked.
"And how much would cost to process it faster?"
My eyes opened widely. The price was about one third of the prize I had got. I felt my hope crashing in the ground knowing that even if a pay, I might just end becoming even a more womanly woman than the one I was now.
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