Hello there good people! Yukami bringing another commissioned work from one of the regulars that love to lewd the league! This story, as the description entails, is a direct sequel to the Poppy story "Keeping The Heart Of The Hero", and directed to something more raunchy than the vanilla in that one. if anyone is willing to venture to the portrayal of Tristana's design in this chapter, look up TangoBat's artwork on the yordles. It is NSFW for the most part, but it is the accurate design for the gunner in this story.
Also for those interested in getting a commission from me, this month of July has a special service where all commissions during the month upon request is 4k words for $20! any pairing, any lewd design, in 4k words for $20. if interested in one or looking for more information, PM me whenever and i will reach back to you as soon as possible!
Without further delay, read on!
"Victory!" the game announcer called from above. The blue base nexus turning to shatters, leaving the opposite team to cheer for their win. Tristana leaned on her gun and exhaled heavily, tired from the matches overly active engagements and the seemingly random compositions that she was against. It has been like that for the last few weeks, several champions she never expected to fight against during the lane showing up in bizarre combinations. This match would have marked the fifth time she fought the Noxian hemomage to date.
Glad that clown fest is over...she mentally sighed.
"Sweet! Another win!" Poppy cheered with a fist pump. "These matches are starting to get harder too. How you hanging up there, Zach?"
"You couldn't be more accurate, Pops. I had to break out the tactic I saw in the challenger game earlier for it. Guess this is what happens when we hit the higher divisions." the summoner replied.
"Do the higher divisions play these random people in my lane frequently? Cause I am gonna scream at the institute if that Vlad guy turns into another puddle just as my bomb is about to explode and finish the job." Tristana protested.
"Sadly yes. The state of the league right now is volatile for the most part. Between items being shifted and normal ranged champions being weaker than those who can close in and sustain damage, don't look forward to another marksman like Caitlyn or Sivir showing up in matches." the summoner replied. Tristana rolled hereyes and groaned loudly. "Still, being on a four match win streak is getting a lot more painful. Might have to take a break for a while."
"Didn't we have a match like right after this one, though?" she asked as she was coiled in the teleportation runes to send her back to the platforms. Tristana was masked in the same blue light as Poppy before she was whisked away within the light. Within seconds the Yordle tank and gunner was beamed from the blue base of the fields of justice to the summoning chambers. They turned on their heel to see her summoner walking up to them from behind, his eyes locked to his orb.
"We did, but I am exhausted. You can't deny that five games back to back is taxing." he returned. The two yordle females nodded themselves. "I am about to just send in a sub for our position."
"Well, I can't lie it is getting hectic handling the matches back to back. You wanna grab a bite?" Poppy called. The summoner nodded with a smile, returning his orb back to normal size and tucking it into his pocket. "You wanna come with, Trist?"
"Well I don't have much else to do. Might as well." Tristana replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"Yeah, we can head to the cafe and grab a bite. It is Wing Wednesday, and I have been dying for some teriyaki." he returned. Poppy looked to him with an excited expression before jumping from the top of the platform and nearly bolting to the chamber doors.
"Then what're we waiting for? let's get some wings!" she ordered before she was stopped suddenly by the cowl. Before she could protest his hindrance, she exclaimed as she felt him pick her up by her sides and place her onto his shoulders. She was shocked as he put her in the air, but giggled when she remembered he loved doing this for her.
"Sorry. I needed my Lollipop where she normally goes before I got comfortable in heading out." he said.
"Can you give me a warning next time? I almost dropped the hammer."
"Nope! I love that little squeak you make when your surprised. it's like a kitten meowing." he retorts playfully. "It's so cute."
"My big hero called me cute! I am honored." she cooed before kissing the top of the summoner's head. He laughed as he began walking to the cafeteria with the yordle on his shoulders. Tristana made a small smile as she shook her head, before throwing her cannon over her shoulder and following behind them. It had been a few weeks since their event at her abode, and in most cases both found no reason to be apart from each other save to sleep in their own homes. What was surprising was the lack of sleep they seemed to enjoy at Poppy's apartment.
Right next door to Tristana.
There would be nights where she was forced to sleep in the living room because the rapid thumping and muffled moans that seeped through her wall would keep her up. Not because they were loud or overly obnoxious, but because she was left to herself with a vivid imagination of what it would be like. There was little doubt that Tristana was overly joyed of her closest friend finding love in the person she was deeply infatuated with. Even more so that she was willing to break the infamous species barrier that was made by society. But it seemed to be a double-edged sword, as she was left both envious and intrigued at the prospect Poppy benefit from.
Tristana sighed quietly as she watched the two walk while conversing with one another merrily. Poppy's ear twitched as she heard her best friends apparent discomfort. She looked to see a somber expression mixing with a casual face.
"Trist? You okay there?" she called. Zach stopped and immediately turned to face the trailing gunner. Tristana looked up to see their worried expressions and shrugged hers back to the everyday smile she wears.
"I'm cool, Pops. Just some ideas on mods for the cannon here. Was a little upset the league won't let me have a nuke strapped to it." she lied. While Zach was easier to fool, Poppy's lips stretched to a thin line. Tristana saw immediately that she didn't decieve her friend.
"Hey, Zach? Me and Trist gotta have some girl talk. Mind heading up without us for a sec?" Poppy asked. Zach looked to the tank on his shoulders for a second before humming discontentedly.
"I wanna know what's going on, but it's obviously between you two. I'm gonna take your word for it and head on. Don't take too long, I don't know if anyone had overstuffed their plate with honey barbeque yet." he mentioned before picking the tank off his shoulders and setting her to the floor in front of Tristana. The gunner held a confused look as if she wasn't aware of what was to be said, but knew that Poppy was only removing the third party to properly converse with her.
"Then do you mind getting a few for me so I don't miss out?" she asked with a singsong tone. Zach smirked mischievously.
"Depends on the compensation~" he suggested resting his hands to his knees and bending forward to meet the level of the yordle. Poppy loved when he made it apparent of his addiction to her. Just as she knew he loved her likewise reactions.
"How does fifty valors sound?" she cooed, cupping his cheeks lovingly and moving herself closer.
"Sounds like a rip off." he retorted.
"Forty five?"
"Don't haggle me."
"Then a small dime before the full bank?" Poppy pulled the male to her lips, relishing the passionate kiss they shared. Tristana could only watch on in mild jealousy at the blatant innuendo of deviancy and suggestion.
"...Hmm. That is reasonable." he hummed, breaking their kiss and standing up fully.
"Then I will have your payment in full after we eat." she stated.
"Sweet. I'll catch you two later." Zach concluded before turning on his heel and walking on. Poppy was left staring at his back, enjoying the view of his retreating form from the ground up.
"Must be nice, Pops." Trist called, a very small and subtle bite in her tone.
"Yeah. It gets better when-" she began before the hint was made. She turned to face her friend to see a less than amused look on her face. While it took a moment to register for her, Poppy knew immediately what was going on. She raised her eyebrow to the gunner. "...you're not serious are you?"
"What?" Tristana asked, feigning confusion. Poppy sighed.
"Trist, come clean with me. Are you jealous?" Poppy asked dryly.
"Of what?" Trist continued. Poppy growled in annoyance, crossing her arms over her chest. It took a few seconds before Tristana sighed, slumping her shoulders. "...maybe."
"Trist." she asserted.
"I don't see the issue here. You're happy in a relationship."
"Trist."
"And I am all for it. Hells, I tried for a year to get you two to hitch."
"Tristana."
"So why wouldn't I be happy for my best friend to have an active and positive relationship with a human?"
"Tristana." another familiar voice called from behind the two ladies. Poppy and Tristana spun to see the Fae Sorceress stepping to them with a deadpanned glare at the gunner. "You're not fooling anyone."
There was a tense pause before the gunner sighed again. "Okay! I'm envious! Is that what you wanted to hear?" she surrendered, throwing her hands to the air. "It doesn't matter how I am! I am genuinely happy that you finally got together."
"But now my best friend is alone." Poppy retorted softly.
"I'm fine solo. I'm just curious to what it's like."
"Well, why not find out for yourself? I'm sure with your good looks, charm and popularity, you can find someone easily." Lulu suggested.
"I'm not into interspecies like that."
"That wasn't the case when you were trying to hitch me." Poppy interjected.
"Because that was for you, Pops. It was your first and strongest crush ever. I wanted you to finally get it." Tristana returned. "I've been in more relationships before, so I'm chill with being single."
"Trist, dating Rumble and Teemo don't count. they're yordles too." Lulu pointed. "It's like asking a donut what a milkshake is like from another donut who has only been with donuts."
"That is a poor analogy." Tristana said dryly.
"And I am still starving so that doesn't help." Poppy added.
"The point is if you're curious to the way it is, you can ask Poppy yourself or try it yourself." Lulu offered. Tristana shook her head.
"Asking is out the question." she retorted.
"Why?" Poppy asked, mildly offended by her statement.
"Because I can hear it every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday night through my bedroom wall." Tristana deadpanned. Poppy's expression flushed before she looked away meekly.
"...I thought we were quieter…" she mumbled.
"Zach is. You seem to love reminding him of his name however." Trist stated with a smirk. The tank's face almost turned purple from the heat that filled it.
"Or 'how deep the well is'." Lulu added. Poppy felt steam escape her ears.
"Or to 'Do the loopty loop' a third time-"
"I GET IT!" Poppy screamed, covering her face in her hand from embarrassment. The sorceress and the gunner giggled at the reaction from the tank.
"Regardless to Poppy's lovely escapades with the summoner, you shouldn't feel the need to restrain yourself Trist. I am sure with your personality and looks, any human would be willing to date you." Lulu explained. "Isn't there one guy you can think of that you find attractive?"
Tristana went to shake her head, but her large ears perked as a familiar face passed by. The male was invested into his summoner orb seemingly sending a message. She continued to stare at him as he passed. His name came to mind immediately as she remembered who he was.
Poppy and Lulu saw her eyes stick onto the summoner that passed them, and immediately knew from his face who he was. "Wasn't that...Summoner Xavier?" Poppy asked.
"It was. Do you know him Trist?" Lulu asked. Tristana nodded.
"Yeah. He summons me a lot. We actually finished out last game together a few hours ago." she said somewhat blankly. Poppy and Lulu looked to each other with knowing gazes, smirks stretching on their faces.
"Ask him out." they said simultaneously. Tristana spun on her heel to face them with a shocked look.
"No way. I can't." she protested.
"Trist, this is literally the same case as Poppy from before. You like him, he's good looking and he summons you a lot." Lulu explained.
"Difference is I don't know how he feels about yordles or if he's with anyone! He picks me most of the time when the match ups in the rift are good!" she retorted. "I mean I see him every so often at the pub, and we had shared some drinks, but he never made any note to attraction with me."
"But you are attracted to him, right?" Poppy prodded. Tristana hesitated in replying, giving enough answer to the tank and sorceress. "You totally like him."
"I-I do not..." Tristana trailed. "And even if I did, which I don't, I doubt he'd be interested in someone like me. There are a ton of ladies in the league that are more accurate to human tastes. Same anatomy, similar needs. It wouldn't be the same."
"So what you're saying is that a human would only like another because of their human-esque appearance?" Lulu asked.
"Kinda. Seems like the big deal breaker with them from what I have seen." she answered, Lulu smiled before grabbing the gunner and tanks hand pulling them to follow her.
"Then I have a great idea! We need to get you on the same level!" she said cheerily. Tristana and Poppy looked to each other in confusion before succumbing to the direction of the sorceress. Within minutes they had returned to their apartment complex, this time being in the enthusiastic magic yordle's home. She left them onto her simple couch while she ran to her room, saying she had something that might help.
As they sat there, Tristana began to feel awkward. Her thoughts roamed to the summoner in subject from earlier. It was true that she held some ulterior interest in him, being that they had shared many moments of friendly interaction both on the fields of justice and within the Institute. She couldn't remember when or how, but their mild friendship and teamwork turned into a seemingly one sided attraction, to which she was stuck only imagining some moments with him as more than a summoner and champion. As more than drinking buddies.
But she felt scared that being a yordle would be intimidating. That he was against inter-species relationships and thought of her only as a short lady with a big cannon that wins matches. The idea plagued her, and there was little she could do to fix it besides pretend it wasn't real.
Lulu erupted from her bedroom with a wide maniacal smile on her face, raising a small vial of glowing purple liquid in her right hand and a fairly large box in her left. "I found them!" she cheered.
"Found what?" Poppy asked.
"This potion is something I made a few years ago in the Fae forest! it's gonna help us with my plan a lot!" she returned.
"What does it do?" Tristana asked, stepping from the couch and moving over to examine the vial. "And what is your plan?"
"You will see, Trist! Go ahead and drink it!" Lulu requested. The two yordles looked at her with their brow raised.
"I don't like not knowing what I am drinking, Lulu." Tristana deadpanned.
"Come on. Trist! it's not going to hurt you! I promise! And when you finish it, I will be able to help you with your issue!" Lulu pleaded. "Please? I wanna see how it plays out!"
Tristana hated whenever the sorceress begged, since she was the only one who could beg her to do anything in regards to magic. She groaned as her concern for the whole thing grew, but slumped her shoulders as she knew the smaller yordle wouldn't leave her. "...Fine. But I don't want to turn into another of your little furry friends." she replied before uncorking the vail and downing the substance. Finishing it in one shot, she made a sour face and recoiled. "Ugh...everything is purple with you.."
"Don't worry! All the ones I tested this on blew up so it won't turn you into them!" Lulu said cheerily. Both Poppy and Tristana widened their eyes and looked to the sorceress in fear.
"They WHAT?!" they screamed simultaneously.
"HUGEIFY!" Lulu chanted, waving her wand forward and blasting the gunner with her magic. The yordle was covered in purple smoke and the explosion left them with little vision of each other. The sorceress could only laugh in merriment as the sound of ripping fabric and an exclaim could be heard before a thud sounded on the floor.
"Lulu! You could have killed her! What is wrong with you!?" Poppy scolded, fanning the cloud of purple and coughing.
"It worked!" she returned. Poppy was confused to the sorceress's statement until the smoke cleared.
And before her sat a blue skinned yordle gunner twice her original size in the nude.
Tristana shook her head to break the glaring buzz from her ear and mind. "Ah...dammit Lulu! that's the last time I-" she began before she saw her hand before her, significantly larger than before. She looked down to her body to see it similar to her hand. Her legs were longer and her torso was expanded. Her waist turned much curvier, almost hourglass with her thick and supple thighs and rear. Her chest was at least one size larger and significantly more rounded than her seemingly flat chest before.
"...Whoa." Poppy breathed, having little to respond with to adequately compliment how much of a bombshell Tristana sized to be.
"Pretty good isn't it? I had wanted to try it on myself, but I didn't want to do it until I knew the results and the assured time it would stick." Lulu said proudly. Both Tristana and Poppy glared at the mage.
"You could have killed me!" Tristana protested.
"But it worked didn't it? You now are a human sized yordle with a body that most ladies would die for! I doubt Xavier could keep his pants on seeing you!" she complimented. Tristana flinched at the statement, blushing at the idea of the summoner being attracted sexually to her.
"L-let's not get ahead of ourselves..." she mumbled.
"You're right! You need to see how he thinks of it!" Lulu added before pushing forward the box she had in her left hand. "And those clothes should definitely help!"
"You have clothes for this?" Poppy asked, opening the box and looking inside. She blushed harshly at what was within.
"Like I said, I wanted to try it myself. With these results, Veigar is going to be more than happy now!" Lulu answered. "Go ahead and try them on!"
Tristana gulped, before standing up from her spot. She wobbled slightly, unaccustomed to the higher elevation her body possessed. She realized her body was exposed completely, covering her assets with each arm and hand from her friends.
"Dunno why you're hiding the goods, Trist. Not like we haven't seen them before." Lulu commented.
"You saw me naked when I was smaller. I have ALOT more to hide now." Tristana retorted. Lulu smirked devilishly before skipping around the gunner.
"That is a valid point...like this massive ass!" she exclaimed before sending an open palm harshly against her cheek. Tristana yelped, throwing her hand to cover the spot hit and leaving her chest exposed.
"Or these milk jugs!" Lulu added before cupping the B-cup sized teats in each hand and squeezing them teasingly. Tristana threw her arms over her breasts to detach the touch of the sorceress.
"Or maybe this sweet looking-"
"Lulu stop it!" Poppy interrupted, pulling the smaller mage away from the gunner. "It's obvious she doesn't like being molested!"
Lulu sent a wry smirk to the tank, raising a finger that just barely grazed her inner thigh and showing a small drop of liquid. Poppy narrowed her eyes to the fluid, before widening them and looking at the gunner to see a flushed look on her face. Poppy slammed her hand to her face.
"Dammit, Lulu..." she mumbled. Lulu began to giggle before Poppy shoved her towards the front door. "Let's just let her get dressed so she can head out."
"Awww, but I wanted to see how they fit!"
"You can find out when she is wearing it!" Poppy retorted before pushing her out the door and turning to face the gunner who remained flustered and silent. "Look...just get dressed and we'll head to his apartment. I happen to know where he stays since Zach and him are in the same division."
With that the tank closed the door, leaving the bothered gunner alone with the clothes in the box. She peered inside, grabbing the black brassiere that was more like sexy lingerie than underwear. She groaned silently.
"Why did I agree to this…?"
Tristana stood before the door to the summoner's abode, a small gulp running down her throat as her thoughts roamed. The muffled sound of music could be heard from the other side. She was definitely nervous, her palms sweaty and her body rigid. It would be her engagement with another person intimately since she and Teemo parted ways months ago. Not to mention this was the first time ever that she had Lulu turn her yordle body into the size and form of a human.
What if he thinks I look weird? What if he doesn't believe I am who I am? She debated. She paced quietly back and forth before the door, her panic running rampant as each second passed. What if he's not into interspecies?! What if he's into guys?!
She stopped briskly, shaking her head hard to break her panicked thoughts before smacking her cheeks once. No! I asked Lulu to do this for me. They are believing in me to handle this! Tristana looked down to her clothes to see if they were appropriately fitting, the white shirt she wore only on her right shoulder as the head socket was wide enough to stretch on her left arm and expose her black bra. The shirt hung loosely toward her midriff, and let her legs which were barely covered by the daisy duke jeans that preferred riding up her crotch more than covering her thick legs. The black and white striped socks she wore compensated for the short denim on her waist, stretching up to her upper thigh and covering most of her legs. She was also getting comfortable wearing the red sneakers Lulu left, having to adjust the feel every few seconds as the fabric itched her feet.
She steeled herself immediately, turning to the door with a glare and holding her breath. Reaching forward she knocked onto the frame. She had hoped that the summoner wasn't in, and she was just panicking in front of his door for no reason. When there wasn't an answer for a few seconds, she contemplated turning around and leaving, but she paled as the music that thrummed against the door softened. There was a brief pause before the lock clicked behind her and the knob turned.
The male summoner opened the door to his apartment and saw this attractive random girl standing away from facing him. He cocked an eyebrow at her, noticing the distinct long ears, blue skin, and white hair. "Can I help you…?" he asked, adjusting his glasses slightly.
Tristana spun on her heel as the familiar voice of the summoner called to her. She knew from the rectangular lenses that framed his eyes to the blond hair that was slicked forward to his face that this was the summoner she had been anxious of. "I...I uh...H-hey there, Xavier..." she greeted meekly. He cocked his eyebrow as the strange woman called his first name.
"Do I know you from somewhere? Who are you?" he asked. The male named Xavier wore a sky blue sleeveless hoodie with white stripes toward the bottom that fit to his body. He wore a seemingly plain black shirt underneath, seen only with the zipper of the hoodie being open, and blue fitted jeans.
"I uh...suppose I look a little different then when we're on the rift. I shoulda probably said who I was first..." Tristana replied. Xavier squinted his eyes as she mentioned the two of them on the fields of justice.
"The rift? I...don't remember any new champions being added to the Institute roster, and I woulda remembered seeing someone like you if I summoned you." he stated. "You do look extremely familiar though..."
"Well...you can blame Lulu for that...she made this a lot harder by accident with that spell."
"Lulu? What does Lulu have to-" it clicked in his head almost immediately as her face somewhat merged with the yordle sorceress'. He blinked twice before his imagination roamed to his favorite champion, Tristana. "Wait...Did...Are you...Tristana?"
"Yeah! I had… I had Lulu use her magic to make me bigger." Trist replied. His eyes widened as everything about the yordle gunner fell into place before him.
"Holy shit, Trist! Wha...i mean how..Why...taller...what happened?" he stuttered out, having little means to properly react to the human sized yordle who stood to his chin in comparison to being half his size previously. All he could contemplate was the sudden size increase in every manner.
And the extremely sexy figure that would make pornstars envious.
"It's a long story, and one that I really would rather not tell." she explained. It was then that a hand shot from behind the summoner and landed on his shoulder. He was too stunned from the gunner before him, jumping from the sudden contact.
"X, is the pizza here…?" the new male trailed off as he caught eye to the woman before them. His hair cascaded down to his shoulders, dark and silky in appearance. He had a line of facial hair that ran on his jaw from ear to ear. His voice was deeper than Xavier's and he was slightly taller than him as well. While Xavier wore a sky blue hoodie and a black undershirt, the second male had a lightweight sleeveless vest over his red polo shirt.
He immediately twisted his expression to look cooler, his eyebrow raised and a smirk stretching on his face before he ran his hand through his hair. "Well, hello there miss. Can I help you with something?" Tristana gave a deapan look at the poor attempt to impress her.
"Dude, chill. Don't you think she looks familiar?" Xavier scolded.
"She does look familiar. Probably the same beauty runnin' through my mind all day. If only she had a name I could remember..." he said, his tone low and smooth. Tristana could only snicker as he failed miserably when it cracked halfway through.
"This is your friend, Xavier? This guy is funny." Tristana giggled.
"Sadly yes, Trist. This is my closest bud Ezekial. You probably remember him as 'Mr. E' on the rift." he explained. Ezekial looked to his friend in confusion as he hear her name.
"Trist? Her name is Trist? And you already know her?" he asked, pointing at the gunner.. Xavier nodded.
"So you're 'Mr. E' honestly pegged you to be shorter...and less dorky." Tristana returned.
"I am not dorky. And I don't know who you-" he paused, remembering everything that was just said. "Hold up...Trist. As in Tristana?" she nodded. "The YORDLE Tristana? Bullshit. she's like four feet max."
"Remember how Lulu can make people twice their size?" Xavier asked. "And how Tristana and Lulu are friends?"
The revelation clicked in his thoughts immediately, his expression almost widening to match his eyes. "So...are you human now or…?" he trailed. Tristana shook her head.
"This is temporary. It was supposed to help me with a little mission I have." she explained. Her face contorted into surprise before her blush stained her face once more.
"Well if you don't mind me saying, you look great like that. Kinda liked your normal appearance, but people change how they look daily." he shrugged. "What was the mission?" Xavier leaned against the door frame to get comfortable where he stood. Ezekial scoffed before grabbing the summoner's shirt by the shoulder.
"Find out when she is done with it! It was your hand when you decided the door was more important than the smack down in cards I was gonna deliver you and Demetrius!" the dark haired male ordered. Xavier was tugged back into the apartment roughly, throwing a shrug to the gunner who watched him be pulled.
"You can come inside, Trist! it's just us three in here!" he called before moving into what she presumed was his living room. She mildly sighed as he disappeared from view, a small giggle escaping before she stepped into his home, closing the door behind her. She followed where she remembered seeing the two males disappear to, catching eye to a uniquely styled living space. She saw the two males, including one with reddish hair seated on the rectangular half sofa before a long coffee table. Behind the sofa was a few bookshelves lined to the edges with various books, and a smaller table sitting near the window that was curtained off. On the walls were a few posters of different places in Valoran and some artwork of other Champions within the league.
"So instead of the pizza that we ordered, you brought a chick Xavier?" the third male called suddenly, eyeing the human sized yordle curiously. "...you do know that if you bail on this game to get some ass, I'm taking the pot, right?"
Tristana blushed heavily looking away from the three. "Demetri, chill. I'm not bailing on taking your money. Need it to score some new shoes for you." Xavier shot back, earning a flip of the finger from the redhead. "Besides, you should know who this is. She killed your diamond promos last week."
Demetrius squinted his eyes looking at the gunner with slight irritation. "I swear if you were the summoner who played that cancer incarnate Lulu, I will-"
"No, idiot! Not them! You're close though." Xavier hinted. Demetrius continued to analyze the gunner from his seat.
"Don't break your skull trying to come up with the answer Demetri." Ezekial shot, earning a laugh from Xavier and a glare from Demetrius. "then again you're so dumb, we could give her the giant cannon and cut her in half and you wouldn't remember another champion from the league."
Demetrius narrowed his eyes, before looking back at Tristana with the description in mind. He scanned her body from head to toe before his eyes widened. "Blue skin...giant cannon...long ears...Tristana?" he asked. The gunner nodded to confirm for him. "No shit...when did you turn into such a bombshell?"
"Always been a bombshell, just decided to be a tall one." she replied, comfortable suddenly with the redhead male.
"Yeah, and you liked putting bombshells on champs I play bot lane. You owe me a promo. You and that annoying little brat Lulu." he growled. Tristana laughed.
"I am guessing you're the summoner for Sivir last week that found screaming to everyone about being killed at the last second appealing?" she asked.
"I HAD SPELL SHIELD! YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT I AM MAD ABOUT THAT!" he erupted. Everyone burst into laughter at his reaction.
"Well, blow your fuse when I cash your check after beating you in this, Demetri. It was Xavier's turn." Ezekial commented, picking up a small stack of playing cards from the coffee table. The other two males joined him after Xavier turned the music he had playing back up. Tristana saw on the table a clear game of cards and coins, knowing almost immediately the gambling game they were playing.
"You guys playing Noxus run?" she asks, a smirk on her face. The three nodded as Xavier tossed a few coins into the small circle of cards before them. "Mind if I join you guys?"
They all dropped their hand and looked to the humanized yordle with a surprised look. "You know how to play?" Ezekial asked.
"I dabble."
"Well do you pay? Because this is a high stakes cash game, Trist." Xavier asked. Tristana's ears perked as she realized that she actually didn't have her wallet, the money within still in her tattered cargos from when she outgrew her normal attire. She smiled devilishly as an interesting compensation to her lack of funds came to thought.
"Shit...don't have my cash on me, boys." she admitted, earning light groans from them."...but that doesn't mean I don't have something worth betting for."
The three looked to her inquisitively, curious to her sudden proposition. "What's your game, Trist? Some free wins on the rift? A few trinkets from yordle kind?" Xavier asked.
"Some pleasing favors?" Ezekial suggested, earning a punch in the arm from the blond.
"I like his idea." Tristana returned pointing at Ezekial. "How about a game of Stripwater?"
The males widened their eyes at the suggestion. "You want to play Stripwater? As in the gambling game where people literally lose their clothes each hand?" Demetrius asked incredulously.
"Unless...you guys are friends for more than a game of cards?" she suggested. All three looked to each other in disgust, before turning to the gunner with hardened glares.
"You're on." they said simultaneously. Demetrius immediately pulled the cards back into a neat pile, collecting his batch of coins and shuffling the deck. Xavier and Ezekial mimicked collecting their respective winnings. Tristana, having no other place to sit, knelt to the floor, opposite to the three males she was challenging. Within seconds, the four was dealt a single hand of three cards, all checking the equipment they had in hand before setting the hand down. Tristana smirked devilishly.
"You seem confident. Got a pair?" Xavier smirked. Trist pinched her lips and made the motion of keeping her mouth zipped. "Well that's fair, but I think you'll wanna chat on the stakes."
"And those would be?" she asked, resting her elbows to the edge of the surface with an almost seductive look to her eye.
"If you lose to more than one of us in a hand, you drop clothes." Xavier challenged. Tristana hummed.
"...alright, but if I beat all three in a hand, no folding, all three toss me some clothes."
"Bet." they all agreed. Demetrius flipped four cards from the top of the deck over beside one another, revealing two black cards, one an ace of spade and the other a four of clubs, and two red hearts of three and eight. He immediately checked his hand again. His left eye twitched in irritation. Xavier quietly crashed his teeth together in his mouth, and Ezekial's mouth flinched for less than a second. Tristana's expression was still the seductive smirk she had from the beginning.
"Anyone feel like raising?" she asked the three. They looked to her with deadpanned looks, still seeing her amused expression.
"Yeah, I'll raise ya," Ezekial called. "Something simple. Left sock."
"Okay. Double it." Tristana retorted. The males chuckled.
"Done." the three continued to glare at each other before Demetrius flipped the last card over from the top, revealing diamond of eight. The three made no motions or implications afterward.
"I'll bet my shirt." Tristana spoke up suddenly. The three merely hummed in reply, agreeing without words. "Alright, what you got boys?"
The three revealed their hands respectively, Xavier having a pair of jacks, Ezekial having a pair of aces and fours, and Demetrius having very little, meeting a high card ace. Tristana giggled lightly before flipping her cards to show a full house of eights and threes. The males eyes widened before they all exclaimed in denial.
Tristana sucked her teeth tauntingly. "Aww...better luck next hand boys. Three shirts and three pairs of socks please." she stated. The males grumbled lowly as they removed their clothes. Tristana's eyes opened for a second as she saw the surprisingly toned and slim builds the three had. She made a somewhat hungry glare to Xavier's more chiseled chest and abdomen, recalling that he sometimes went to the gym after matches. "Mama Tristy likes the spread, boys."
"Grrr...don't get cocky, Trist." Ezekial challenged.
"Don't get mad because of the first hand. We still got a ways to go before you guys are nude, and I am taking photos." she chided.
"We'll see who goes nude...your deal." Demetrius grumbled, sliding the deck to the gunner. Tristana weighed the deck in one hand and hummed.
"This is gonna be fun~"
"Well...that was easy." Tristana mused, her smirk gone for a much more unamused expression as she sat on the sofa with a pile of clothing beside her. "One more hand and I get them tidy whities boys."
The three males were seated on their knees where Trist was previously, hiding their crotches from view as they glared at the gunner. They looked to one another for a second, their thoughts almost channeling to one another about the situation.
"If it makes you feel better, I will take photos individually so you don't have to compare sizes." she mocked. "But I am keeping those poro boxers Xavier. I'm gonna frame those."
"You're definitely cheating! There is no way you get a straight and a flush back to back!" Demetrius protested.
"Yeah! And how is it that you draw a pair of aces when an ace drops from the top?! I call scripts!" Ezekial added. Tristana shook her head.
"Tsk, tsk tsk. So in denial of loss you have to make up excuses." she mocked. "Tell you what. Two more hands. Winner take all. You get your clothes back the first one, second one I lose all mine. Square?"
The three saw the mischievous look on her face and flinched, before spinning almost simultaneously and huddling. Tristana cocked an eyebrow in surprise, but smirked wickedly.
Xavier, Ezekial and Demetrius sat in their huddle, contemplating what to do. "She's got all my clothes! We need to beat her to get payback!" Ezekial seethed in a hushed tone.
"I know, I know. I didn't expect her to be this good! I figured we'd get to see a humanized yordle nude for the first time!" Xavier returned.
"This is embarrassing! How are we gonna beat her in two turns if we haven't won more than once?!" Ezekial asked in panic. Xavier raised his hand to his chin in thought.
Demetrius smirked. "By twisting the cards slightly." he suggested. The other two peered to him in surprise. "Just slide the goods to the one with a winning hand and I'll use a spell to slip some good sets to us."
"I don't know guys. We might be getting beat, but cheating is a little distasteful." Xavier protested.
"Oh? So you want your main champion to get pictures of you stark naked to show the one champion you despise the most?" Ezekial retorted. "Cause I doubt Trist is against gossip with Lulu and Poppy!"
Xavier growled at the mention of the Fae Sorceress. She was the bane of his existence since he played hyper carry ADCs and high burst assassins on the rift. He couldn't count the number of times he screamed in anger, and the number of games he lost because of a polymorph or her ultimate saving her team.
Meanwhile Tristana watched as they planned, her excellent hearing from being a yordle helping her listen to what they had in store. She merely smirked as she figured from the beginning they would likely cheat together to defeat her. While she wasn't keen on dirty tricks to win, she couldn't deny that the ultimate goal of her attendance and participation was in objective to attract the summoner. If he was alone tonight, she could have probably wooed him into a mild relationship, likely landing some lip action. But the three before her were a set of decently attractive guys, and she honestly wanted to skip the formalities and understand what kept her yordle tank friend so active at night with her human partner. A plan almost as devious as theirs formed in her thoughts.
Why not try for all three?
"Are you boys done kissing? Cause I'd like to make the stakes a little sweeter for the winner." she called. The males looked up to her in curiosity. "If you win in two hands, I will do anything that you want for the rest of the night for each hand you win."
The three looked to her in shock at the blatant open book to her new body, their thoughts racing about the potential they had to the victory. "And I mean anything~" she added, a small sway of her upper body in the seat she was in while her legs crossed over one another. They immediately spun back around, their hands now hard pushing down on their slowly forming erections.
"...Fine, but I keep the underwear." he returned. The three nodded to each other, turning back to face the humanized yodle gunner with determined expressions. Tristana smiled at Xavier knowing he'd likely be the bigger winner tonight.
"You're on." they repeated before seeing the wide smile on the gunner.
"Good. You're shuffling, Ezekial~" she called with a growl of dark fire, taking her socked toes to the deck and sultrily sliding the cards to the dark haired male. Ezekial gulped as he stared more at the seemingly sculpted smooth legs and cute digits of the gunner's foot than the cards. He reached forward and grabbed the deck, purposely/accidentally feeling her smooth soles in his finger tips. Tristana giggled lightly.
"Little ticklish in the feet, cutie." she purred. The dark haired male gulped before retracting the deck quickly. She giggled at his reaction. The male shuffled the deck slowly, his eyes going between the deck and his friends. All the while Tristana remained with her eyes on the three like a hawk analyzing its prey.
Ezekial quickly shuffled the deck, not daring to spur the yordle to teasing them anymore, he was quickly satisfied with his shuffle, handing the cards to Demetrius to cut in half and do whatever he had planned. The male split the deck in two, his lips mouthing lightly the spell he thought of and the palm of his hand lighting for but a second. With almost no change, he put the bottom half back atop the deck and handed them back to Ezekial, to which he began handing out the cards.
Tristana eyed her hand with disinterest, seeing a spread so comically far apart she would have laughed had it not been for her curiosity in seeing their own hands. She kept her wide sultry smile as the three saw theirs noticing their reactions blank. As Ezekial went to pull the first set, Tristana reached over and grabbed the deck herself.
"Why don't you let me do that?" she purred, sliding the deck back to her side of the table. Ezekial was mute, and posed no complaint to her willingness. Tristana plucked the three cards in one motion, tossing them back to the surface upright to reveal three hearts of five seven and king.
Xavier glanced to Demetrius, tilting his hand lightly to show he had a single heart ready for a flush. Demetrius gave no physical implication, but he pulled his hand together and slipped his own heart under his wrist before leaning back and letting the card fall to the floor out Tristana's vision.
"Everyone satisfied with their current hand?" Tristana called. The three nodded once, before she plucked the last card from the top and tossed it down, revealing a diamond two. In the same instance, Xavier used Ghost to slide the club from his hand to the heart pm the floor. The two summoners, with the most lax expression they could muster respectively, dropped their cards to the table and awaited the call.
"I fold." Demetrius called.
"Oh? Backing out the goods?" Tristana mused. Demetrius held his blank expression. "Sounds fair. You boys got something nice for me?" Ezekial was the first to drop his hand, showing a three of a kind in sevens. Xavier dropped his hand to reveal a hearts flush.
"Oh my! That's pretty stacked." Tristana mused, dropping her pair of kings. "Guess you three get this one. Let me go ahead and get comfortable."
Tristana stood from the sofa to the full gaze of the three males, a sultry grin plastered on her face. She moved slowly, her hands at a snails pace as they slid down her curves to her sides before her fingers hooked onto the rim of her white shirt. With such tantalizing deliberation, she peeled the shirt upward, the top exposing inch after inch of her much more alluring body and skin. The top reached her black brassiere before she pulled them over her chest, pooling at her neck before stretching it for her head to slip through. Her arms stretched in the air, she gave the three an eyeful of her generous figure and enticing breasts, curling her arms back behind her head to strike a small pose and let her shirt fall behind her.
She giggled softly and seductively as she caught their jaws clattered on the floor as they watched her undress.They look hungry...this isgoing to be good~. To be frank, the intense stares she felt on her body was starting to excite her. The way the three restrained themselves from even moving just to watch her strip her clothes arousing her body immensely, chills rolling on her skin from her legs and arms to her head. She had to bite her lip to restrain her own allure, as her greatest turn on since she dated the yordle mechanic was the looks she got from teasing her subject. She scolded herself the first few times for the interest, but found the results infinitely more rewarding to spur them in.
She was going to be the juiciest lure for the lion's den.
Tristana nearly spun on her heel to face away from the three, her hands sliding slightly faster down her body this time until they reached her midriff. She smoothed out her short jeans that still had difficulty containing her rear since earlier and ran her hand over the larger ass, covered by blue denim. Hooking her thumbs to the top rim of the attire, she slid her excessively short trousers down while she bent over slightly, presenting in full view the size and allure of her ass. As her rear finally popped from under the short shorts, her nearly pencil thin underwear strap pulled down slightly. Trist released her hold on the denim shorts and let them casually fall and pool at her ankles from their, adjusting her black lingerie undergarments.
She peered behind herself to see none of the three even attempting to stave their lust in their expressions, Demetrius the more invested into her round ass than the other three. She bit down on her lip in hunger, blissful to the heady stares and astonished gazes her body was covered in. while her company was more focused to her lower body she took the liberty to cup her breast lightly, giving a small squeeze and releasing a small amount of her built up arousal until the potential main event.
Tristana spun around, dropping herself back to the sofa with her legs crossed enticingly. "So boys...wanna play some more?" she called, breaking their trance on her unbelievably sexy body. "I left you in your underwear, I get to stay in mine."
Xavier was the first to react properly, his shaky hand grabbing the cards from everyone before he clumsily shuffled the deck. He paled as he shifted his leg to avoid his now furious erection from being visible. Finished shuffling, he dealt the hand to everyone. Tristana had already lost interest in the game, not even looking at the cards she had anymore. They quickly revealed the four top cards, checking their hands and seeing that all three had at least a decent set. When their hands dropped, Tristana made no motion to look at the result, her focus more on their writhing from being aroused.
"Looks like I only have a pair to work with. Shame..." she cooed.
"Y-you haven't seen you're cards, T-trist..." Xavier stuttered.
"Who said anything about cards?" she suggested. Leaning forward, the humanized yordle easily unclasped her brassiere and let the garment fall, exposing her B-cup breasts to the three freely and earning stunned expressions from each of them. "Now the real fun game begins~"