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Sam and Bill DC One-Shots
Chapter 26
Co-Writer GreyKing46
We do not own these DC characters. All rights belong to DC Comics. Sam is owned by GreyKing46. Bill is owned by GhostKaiser23.
We head to a glamorous city filled with neon lights and people on the beats of the city. Las Vegas, Nevada. Casinos, strip joints, bars and homes within this crazy place that was called 'the city of sin'.
We zoom through the city, heading towards a large casino.
It was one of these 'casino stage show' locations. A place with no windows nor clocks to see how long people were playing or enjoying themselves. It was called 'Caesar's Retreat' a grand location where the roulette wheels spun and the cards turned like the wind; bells and chimes of slot machines jangled as waitresses wore 'card bunny' outfits.
Speaking of said 'card bunnies', we zoom into the back into the changing rooms.
We see a young woman with C-Cup breasts that were pushed up by her bra, short black hair and green eyes, wearing a black leotard and stockings, high heeled shoes and had black cuffs and bunny ears. This was-
"Hey, Sam." A card bunny spoke in the changing rooms. "How're you doing?"
"Fine. I think I might be growing though; this feels a bit small on the chest for some reason." Sam commented.
"Seriously?" The card bunny frowned. "Want me to talk to Bill to see if he can re-fit it?"
"Nah, he's okay. He's busy at the tables being a dealer." Sam answered.
"It's the same one you always wear, right?"
"Well, one of them. I do have more than one uniform." Sam pointed out "You should know, you've seen them across the floor a few times."
"Yeah." the card bunny said, looking away "... We agreed not to talk about that anymore, remember Sam? Mike's a nice guy. I want-"
"I know, sorry." Sam waved off "Our casual hookups were over, I was just teasing you. I'm happy for you, honest!"
"Thanks." she nodded "... But this is weird. You aren't pregnant, are you? Your breasts shouldn't be growing much more."
"Never had a dick, never want a dick." Sam responded casually "Unless I had an encounter with a ghost while I was asleep, I can assure you I am not pregnant."
"Good." The card bunny answered. "See you on the floor? The boss is getting antsy since the headliner is on."
"Alright, Casey." Sam nodded.
"Have fun."
"As much as I can." She rolled her eyes
Sam smiled and sighed, putting on the card bunny costume, slipping the tights on and then the leotard. "Alright...And now the ears."
Her black leotard actually made her look slimmer, accenting her curves. It hugged her tightly, almost like it was too small. Her tights were a bright red, standing out dramatically, while her heels were the same black as her leotard. In her hands were a small headband with large floppy bunny ears.
"Hoo. Okay, happy smiles, happy smiles." Sam psyched herself up and put on a 'plastic' smile on her face and walked out to join the other bunnies to go to tables. The little white bunny tail above her ass jiggled a big as she walked, her hips swaying rhythmically as she walked.
"Ah, good. You're dressed." The head of the casino spoke up. "Looking good. There are some gentlemen over at the tables who want drinks."
"Got it." Sam nodded, hoping her make-up was okay.
She picked up a tray and put drinks on it from the bartender, walking past table after table of roulette wheels and blackjack tables. Where she spotted a poster for the headliner 'The Magnificent Zatanna' the magician who was scheduled to be here.
She had heard great things about Zatanna and was really glad she got this shift. Happy customers meant bigger tips after all.
Sam sighed gently and with a smile. "Maybe I'll get to meet you." She told herself, before getting to her job and walked to a table where a tall card dealer was.
The dealer had piercing blue eyes, dark brown hair, wearing a black waistcoat on a white button shirt, red tie and white gloves while he was dealing out the cards. "Twenty-One, House wins." He spoke, almost bored.
"Argh!" The table groaned.
"Here you go sirs, on the house," Sam said while following policy as she saw the men without drinks. She walked around, setting drinks down before the four older men
The men grumbled as they took the drinks, having won something at this table...as well as peeking at Sam's ass and costume.
As well as her breasts, thanks to the low cut of the leotard.
"Like what you see, sir?" She asked one random guy, her red painted lips in a smile while her eyelashes fluttered. Her purple eyeshadow accented her eyes massively, her emerald eyes hiding her disgust.
"Yeah, very much so. Want to be my good luck charm for tonight?" The man grossly asked.
"Sir, another round?" The dealer asked.
"Sure." Sam smiled, sitting on his lap.
"Hell yeah." The man smirked.
"Nah, I'm done." A second man answered.
"Deal me in." A third followed up.
"Hey, we need one more guy here!" The fourth called out.
Sam looked at the card dealer, sharing a small nod and smile.
The dealer nodded as he saw Sam give the nod and began to deal as a fourth person came to the table. "Here we are."
Tensions were high, cards flicking across the table with skill.
Twenty-one. Fifteen. Twenty-six. Blackjack.
Tokens were being brought back and forth between the game...Until the last hand.
Sam looked at the dealer, gave a sly nod to him, while she distracted her 'sugar daddy'.
"Hit or stay, sir?" The dealer spoke.
"I'll stay." The man answered.
Flip.
"Twenty." The dealer spoke.
The man grew silent, his eyes wide, as the chips were pushed towards him.
"Congratulations, Sir. You win." The dealer spoke with a smile.
"Congratulations, sir." Sam smiled
"Are you playing again?" the dealer asked.
"Are you kidding? I gotta cash these in!" The man laughed as he grabbed the tokens. "HAHA! I love Vegas!"
"Are you sure, sir?" Sam asked, tilting her head gently.
"Err...One more round!" The man responded.
Beep, beep.
"So sorry, Sir. Changing of the guard." The dealer apologised as he left his station and a new dealer came in.
Sam leaned back against the man, crossing her legs in a clean and sensual movement. Her legs crossed and hung over the man's legs, a foot close to the man's crotch. "Good luck, Sir." Sam playfully remarked.
"Hey, you're my lucky bunny. I've got this!" The man cheered as he reached up and grasped Sam's ass.
Sam hid her flinch, giving a subtle 'V' symbol with her fingers to the new dealer.
The dealer nodded and began the round...and it was a slaughter.
The other three members of the crew were almost completely wiped out. But Sam's 'sugar daddy'? He won BIG, his current winnings nearly doubling.
"You won, sir!" Sam cheered as she was working her charm.
She ran her hands over his neck, giggling "You are just swimming in money!"
"Oh... oh yes!" he cheered, squeezing her ass again "Another round! I am making bank!"
Sam and the dealer shared a look, Sam winking "Sir~" she purred, suddenly getting his attention.
"Yes~?" He asked with a smile. "What is it my little good luck charm?"
"If you win this round... how about a reward?" she asked with a sultry purr "There is a back room we could use? Just the... two of us?" she winked softly, her voice deep and seductive.
The man, still high on his winnings nodded and agreed. "You got it, ya naughty minx. Alright, one more round!"
Sam gave a subtle nod to the dealer and the final match was on. "Would you like another drink sir?" she asked.
"Yeah, make it a double!" The man answered, not worrying about his winnings.
Sam nodded and slipped off the man's lap, being sure her body swayed and curled as she moved. And at the same time, she brushed a hand across his crotch.
"Hmm~!" he moaned, his body shuddering
"I'll be back soon, sir," she added.
"Oh! Here, my lucky minx." he grinned, handing her a chip as a 'tip'. One that was worth a few hundred dollars... one of the lowest worth chips he had.
"Thank you, sir." she smiled, slipping it between her breasts, and walking away. She was making sure to sway her hips as she walked, so her ass jiggled '... Cheap ass pervert.' she thought. As she rounded the corner, she heard it, and smirked. The cry of shock, horror and defeat.
As Sam walked away, she saw the dealer who was there before. "Hey, Bill."
"Hey, Sam. You doing okay?" Bill asked as he had a glass of water in his hand.
"Yeah, I mean...I got a 'tip' but...jerk shirked me." Sam answered. "Bill, I've gotta ask. Can you fix my leotard? It's getting a little tight around here."
"Huh? Let me see." Bill asked, looking at her. "Yeah...seems like it. You give it to me tomorrow before your shift, I'll fix it then."
"Thanks." She signed, crossing her arms under her chest "... They don't look bigger to you at all, do they?" She asked, almost feeling self-conscious.
Bill blinked as he was asked that. "Hmm...No bigger to me than usual. You're not pregnant, are you?"
"No!" She snapped before huffing "Why does everyone keep saying that?"
"Easy, don't bite my head off!" Bill defended. "Sheesh. It's like you're just getting...Ah, what's the word? 'More refined'."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sam asked.
"Sam, you're one of the most promiscuous ladies here. Everyone who knows you knows it." Bill answered. "I'm saying this as your oldest friend, maybe you're getting a growth spurt. You've been pushing a 'D-Cup' since I've known ya."
"I guess..." She mumbled, before flicking the small chip towards Bill "Here, I owe you some money anyway, bro." She winked.
Bill caught the chip with his free hand and chuckled. "You owe me more than just 'some', Sis. Hey, want to go see that Zatanna show?"
"Yeah! But I don't have a ticket." Sam answered excitedly and then sighed.
"Ah-ha." Bill smirked, producing a ticket. "I've got you covered. Besides...I've got plans of my own tonight."
"Really? With what?" Sam playfully inquired.
"Not 'what'. 'Who'." He smirked and walked off, giving her the ticket. "Later."
"Who?" Sam blinked.
"This black-haired woman in a god-gold dress. She's a great lady!" Bill answered as he walked off.
"'A great lady'?" Sam wondered, looked at the ticket...and walked to the show. She slipped in, getting a new tray of drinks for the customers. She was technically on the clock still.
Sam managed to flow into the crowd of the audience, managing to catch the sight of the stage, which was covered by a large curtain as the lights began to glow.
FLASH!
FLASH!
FLASH!
Lights filled the room, focusing on the stage a woman stepped up.
"Ladies and gentlemen. Please welcome to the stage, the magician of Las Vegas; the mistress of magic: ZA~TA~NNA~!" The speakers spoke out and, on the stage, in a puff of flashy smoke came a beautiful woman in a black top-hat, a white button shirt leotard and black jacket, black thigh-high boots and holding a white wand in her hand with a bountiful DD-Cup chest held back by her costume.
"Hello, Las Vegas!" Zatanna called out with a smile.
The crowd cheered, Sam handing out a drink as she looked up in wonder.
'Wow~.' She thought to herself as she observed Zatanna.
"Are you ready for some magic tonight?" Zatanna asked the crowd as she waved her wand. "Etativel flesym." And lifted herself up in the air.
Sam looked at Zatanna, seeing the magic she was casting and looked in awe, switching between observation and admiration and her job. 'She's beautiful.' She thought to herself.
Zatanna lowered herself to the stage and brought out a 'separation box' for a volunteer to come on stage. "Now, can I have a volunteer from the audience?" People rose their hands in excitement as she asked, Zatanna waved her finger over the audience and selected a man who was on his own. "You, sir. Come on up."
The man got up and walked over excitedly, going to the magician. "Wow, thanks."
"Now, sir. We have never met before; have we?" Zatanna asked.
"No, we haven't." The man answered.
"Been in Vegas long?" She asked, guiding the man to the box.
"No, just arrived." He answered, getting into the box.
"Good, good. Now, do you trust me?" She asked.
"Um...Yeah. Okay." He nodded as she closed the door to the box.
"Excellent. Don't worry, you'll be perfectly fine." Zatanna responded as she locked the individual boxes. "Ouy lliw eb enif. Ylefas etarapes." Zatanna tapped the box and pushed the boxes to separate the man inside. One box after another she separated the box into four and opened the locks.
"Wow, that wasn't too bad." The man spoke as he was still conscious.
"Sir, can you wave your hand, please?" Zatanna asked, which the man did...two boxes over.
The audience who were gasping in shock and awe at this as the man was conscious and unaware of what was going on.
"Now, I'm going to put you back together." Zatanna responded.
"W-wait, what?" He asked.
Click.
Zatanna closed the boxes up again and realigned them in their correct positions. "Ylefas niojer."
Click, creeeeak.
As the box opened, the man walked out, no worse for wear and looked around himself, a little wobbly but he was fine!
'Amazing...' Sam thought.
"Thank you, sir! You've been a wonderful volunteer. Now, let's begin the more 'fantastical'!" Zatanna called out as a large glass box was rolled out.
The crowd went silent, fascinated.
"I will now enter this box, as it fills with water and attempt to escape!" Zatanna called out as she brought out a 'straight jacket'. "Thank you, but now, I need a volunteer...Miss Bunny. You." And she pointed at Sam.
"Me?" Sam blinked.
"Yes, please come up." Zatanna asked, bringing her to the stage. "If you could help put this on me." She asked loudly before leaning close to Sam and whispered. "I want to talk. Meet me after the show."
Sam blinked in confusion but nodded. "Okay, how do I put this on?"
"I'll tell you how to do it." Zatanna reassured, taking off her hat.
The jacket was put on and tied around Zatanna, lead to the glass box where it was being filled with water.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please note that I will have five minutes in the box to attempt my escape. And there will be curtains to cover the front." Zatanna called out.
There was an electronic clock by the side, which had five minutes set upon it. Zatanna stepped up to the top of the box and was ankle-locked to maintain her position. "I lliw epacse ylefas dna hsinav ot eht edis." She spoke to herself and lowered herself into the box and the curtain was lowered to cover herself...and the clock began.
As the curtain covered the box, the clock began and Sam waited on the side and worried for Zatanna.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three.
The crowd was getting worried, excited and bouncing their knees from focusing on the curtain alone.
Sam was worried because she did the jacket up tightly. How was Zatanna going to get out of it? 'Oh god. I haven't killed her; did I?' She thought in worry.
Beep, beep, beep.
The five minutes were up, and the curtain dropped, Zatanna had vanished!
The crowd gasped as the magician was gone...and walked onto the stage, dripping wet and still had a grace that commanded the crowd!
'Wow...' Sam blinked.
As Zatanna continued to perform her magic, the crowd were excited and thrilled; as a half-hour of spectacular magic passed, Zatanna took her bow and left the stage...and Sam followed.
"Ah~, what a show." Zatanna sighed in relief. "Ah, you've arrived. Good."
"Y-yeah. I...I gotta say. Whoa. You were, are, stunning." Sam answered.
"Well, it's par for the course. I owe you an explanation; Miss...?"
"Sam. Sam King." Sam answered.
"Right. You've probably felt...'different' since last night; right?" Zatanna asked as politely as she could be.
"Yeah. My chest has felt bigger since then. Wait, how'd you know?" Sam asked.
Zatanna sheepishly pointed to herself. "I did that."
"...How?" Sam's disbelief rose as she heard that.
"My magic? It's real." Zatanna admitted. "My whole incantations allow me to change anything. Last night, I got a bit mischievous from a few apple martinis...And I may have grown your chest out."
...
"You what?"
Zatanna sighed as she reached out her hand. "Sriahc emoc ereh." And she summoned over a pair of chairs towards them.
Sam double took as she saw this and was given the chair and looked at Zatanna. "O-Okay. Explain it to me."
Zatanna nodded and sat down, looking at Sam.
*Flashback*
It was the night before, Zatanna was currently 'out of costume' and in some casual wear where she could walk around the casino and have some fun for herself. "Okay, the venue's fine. Let's have some fun." She smiled to herself, rubbing her hands together and was ready to play some games.
Zatanna headed to the bar and ordered an apple martini, going to let loose for a little while before her show. "Hmm~, lovely." She hummed as she imbibed the alcohol. She turned her head to a roulette wheel and subtly waved her hand under everyone's sight. "Dnal no der."
On the table, the roulette ball landed on red, making some people cheer as they had won big.
She smiled, seeing the winner cheering.
She took a sip of her martini and walked off as she didn't want to drag attention to herself and walked to a row of slot machines and people there. "Hmm~." She hummed and drunk one again. "Niw gib." She whispered, changing the luck of various people...who all won triple sevens and had a huge cash-out by the machines.
One of whom had Sam on his lap as she was pulling her normal gambit.
"Wow, sir! You won!" Sam teased as she playfully remarked the win.
"You know it, bunny!" The man drunkenly cheered.
SLAP!
Sam squeaked a bit as the man slapped her ass. She wasn't expecting this victory, not the slap.
Zatanna frowned as she saw that, sort of regretting that spell she cast. "That's not right." She slightly slurred and waved her hand at him. "Tel reh og dna og edistuo."
"Gah! Oh my, sir!" Sam gasped, feeling something hard against her thighs... Before she nearly fell off his lap, the man suddenly standing tall.
"Sorry, I just need some fresh air. Cash in my chips." He asked Sam as he walked outside.
'There. No need to be a prude.' Zatanna thought as she saw Sam. 'Hmm~, she's cute.'
Sam was wearing a blue leotard today, her tights a sleek black and her heels blue.
Zatanna walked forwards, having another drink as she walked towards the woman.
"Hey there. Come here often?" Zatanna teased.
"Yeah, I work here." Sam answered as she looked at the beautiful random woman "Would you like a drink or something to eat?" she asked, doing her job.
"Yes, I would. An apple martini." Zatanna asked. "And some snacks." As she said 'snacks' she looked at Sam.
"Oh~, well, I'll see what I can do, Miss." Sam smiled as she swayed her hips, hoping she could make up for what she lost.
"I'm sure you will. Rouy stsaerb lliw worg ot a D-Puc." As she saw Sam leave to get her order.
She was giggling, plans rushing through her slightly drunk mind, before her phone rang. She frowned, seeing it was her manager, and left the casino...
*End flashback*
Sam's jaw dropped to the floor as she heard that. "Oh...my god."
"Yes, I thought it was funny at the time." Zatanna apologised.
"...I'm not pregnant!" Sam sighed in relief. "It was just magic!"
"R-Right." Zatanna nodded. "I will change your chest size back."
"Oh, you don't have to."
Zatanna blinked at that. "Seriously? You're happy with your new chest?"
"Duh! I mean, it's still 'me' but I've always wanted bigger boobs." Sam answered. "Plus, they're not fake. So, bonus."
She wrapped her arms under her chest, jiggling them a bit.
Zatanna gulped a little as she saw Sam's flirting...but she was smiling at her body. "Well, want to get out of here?"
"Yeah, I'd love to." Sam puckishly smiled and got up.
"Ym tnemtrapa" Zatanna spoke out with her magic, teleporting Sam and herself to her home...and embraced Sam in her arms, kissing her fully on the lips.
Sam gasped, amazed at how forward Zatanna was. 'W-Wow~!' Sam thought before she hugged back, locking lips with the magician and held around her waist. She felt them brush against her fingertips, the famous fishnet stockings the magician woman was famous for.
Zatanna hummed as she embraced Sam, holding her close and began to strip off her leotard and clothing...though keeping the stockings on. "Every magician needs a bunny." She whispered to herself between kisses, a thought that they both ignored as their lips collided once more.
"F-Fuck me." Sam moaned as she felt her newly grown breasts press against Zatanna's own. "Please!"
Zatanna smiled as she heard that and pushed her down onto the bed. "Of course, my bunny." She licked her finger, grinning down at the other woman.
"I hope you're up for some 'experimenting'." As she waved her hand magically.
Sam nodded, panting in excitement.
Zatanna moaned as she groped Sam's breasts, sucking on them affectionately while rubbing her slit.
She got to work, lashing at Sam's nipples with her tongue, as she worked her magic.
Sam's body shuddered in pleasure, feeling her body tingle and change from Zatanna's magic...and her nethers growing warmer and warmer.
She looked in wonder, as Zatanna began to speak backwards. "Worg a kcoc." Zatanna licked her lips as she looked at the nude Sam, waving her magic before her.
"H-Huh?" Sam blinked as she heard the spell, she looked down and saw that growing from her waist was a medium-sized cock that was protruding from her pussy. "O-Oh my god!" She gasped.
"I'm bisexual. Sorry." Zatanna apologised. "And while your pussy is tasty... I want some more unique stuff."
Sam looked at her new cock, then at Zatanna...and smiled. "As long as this isn't permanent, I'll give you what you want." Sam smiled and licked her lips. "I've got enough practise with a strap on to use this thing."
Zatanna bit her lower lip and crawled down to Sam's newly made cock and began to lick it, tasting its shape and smoothness.
"Oh fuck!" Sam moaned as she felt it, the sensation of a dick where her clit was and being sucked by a beautiful woman. "That's... New!"
Zatanna smirked as she licked Sam's dick, soon sucking it as she felt her new lover's new futa dick in her mouth.
Sam gripped the quilt of the bed, gasping as she exposed herself, her new dick being sucked on by Zatanna while feeling her pussy quiver. "Ah! O-Oh fuck. This! S-So good!"
"Glck, glck, glck! Ah! Cum for me, cum for me my horny bunny~." Zatanna seductively spoke, not speaking like one of her spells, but just made Sam horny to fuck her.
If pushed her over the edge... Hard.
"I! I'm almost there! Fuck!" Sam moaned before Zatanna stopped...and wrapped her DD-Cup tits around Sam's cock, rubbing the lubed dick with her soft and bouncy breasts.
"Do it!" Zatanna urged, pushing Sam over the edge.
"C-Cumming!" Sam moaned as she squirted from her new cock and her pussy, coating Zatanna's tits with her cum.
Zatanna smiled, pulled back her breasts and licked the sweet cum off her yummy tits. "Hmm~, what a load." She lapped up the delicious cum, watching as the magical member faded away.
Sam panted as she felt her penis disappear, lying on her back on the bed. 'Wh-whoa!' She thought in joy as she felt her pussy quiver. Her world was blurry, she thought she heard Zatanna whisper a spell, but she felt something hard poking against her stomach soon after. "Za. Tanna?" Sam whispered...as she saw the dick between her legs.
"What can I say?" Zatanna smiled. "I wanted in on the fun."
Sam weakly smiled as she looked at Zatanna and spread her legs open. "Fuck me...make me cum."
Zatanna leaned down and kissed Sam on the lips as she pushed her magic penis deep into Sam's pussy, feeling how hot, warm and wet she was. "Ah~! Fuck, yes!"
"Gah!" Sam moaned.
"S-So tight!" Zatanna moaned happily, filling Sam's pussy with her penis, slapping her hips against her lovely bunny's. Their breasts bounced with each thrust, making their nipples rub against each other before Zatanna kissed Sam, giving her a tongue kiss as she felt her magic cock about to explode from lust inside of her.
'O-oh fuck! I-I'm Cumming!' Sam thought as she climaxed from Zatanna's dick as it filled her with cum. "Ah~!"
"Hmm!" Zatanna moaned as she slammed her dick deep into her lover's pussy.
The two ladies panted heavily, before cuddling on the bed and relaxed in each other's arms.
"That... was lovely." she smiled.
"Yeah. You are." Sam playfully responded, snuggling close. "Are you staying in Vegas?"
"For a few days."
"Well...I'd love to keep you company until then." Sam answered.
"I'll visit again." Zatanna added with a purr "Besides, every magician needs a rabbit..."
*Time skip, months later*
We return to Las Vegas in a house of Zatanna's making. A quiet place for her to lie back and enjoy herself...and what she was doing right now was definitely enjoying herself.
She was VERY much enjoying herself.
Inside the bedroom, we see both Zatanna and Sam fucking with strap-ons and covered in lube, making love to their heart's content with magic.
Lube literally covered every inch of their bodies.
"Ah~! Zee! Fuck me! I'm cumming!" Sam moaned as she now had E-Cup breasts, feeling Zatanna fuck her pussy with a duo-strap-on.
"Yes!" Zatanna moaned.
The two climaxed at the same time as she and Zatanna panted and fell into each other's arms. "You...were amazing, Zee."
"I love your insanity, Sam." Zatanna panted and rubbed her lubed body. "How're the tits I gave you?"
"Fucking great. I got so many tips." Sam smiled. "And no stretch marks when I want them back to normal." She nuzzled her lover, smiling weakly. Her life wasn't the best, hence why she got this job.
"Hey, I wouldn't do that to my bunny." Zatanna kissed her tenderly. "Besides, you're the reason I come back."
Sam purred, smiling lovingly at Zatanna. "I love you, Zatanna."
"I love you too, Sam."
To be continued
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