Chapter 1: Jackpot?

Luck is a fickle thing.
To most people, it’s an ineffable concept that cannot be proven to exist, the crutch of the superstitious who thought themselves above those inclined towards religion, or an undefined factor that can and will affect all aspects of one’s life.
But to a select few, Luck was a tangible force they could seemingly affect, with fair drawbacks if one were to abuse its graces.

For those who knew of the 777 Squad of the Coin Rush Casino, they would consider the two ‘bunny’ sisters blessed by Lady Luck, as there were never-ending rumors of just seeing both twins being able to ensure an increase in luck that day.
And like all superstitions, there was a grain of truth. The Elder sister, Noir the ‘dark bunny’, was something akin to a passive luck generator, where any who were ‘lucky’ enough to be within close proximity to the dark bunnygirl seeing an absurd increase in the weirder and more intimate ways that luck like to manifest, like sharing an elevator with the girl you like, bending over to tie your shoes, and having said elevator become so crowded that the moment you stand, the bustling crowd forces you to be buried in her bust until the elevator finally emptied nine floors later (and no one will ever believe it happened to me if I was inclined to tell them, and neither Noir nor I would share that story beyond her sister and the squad leader); with her drawback being she had no control of it, and relied on those with her (usually her sister and I) needing to be the recipients of it for it to actually take effect.
The younger sister, Blanc the ‘light bunny’, was an active conveyor of the luck she generated, at the cost of her stamina draining to alarming rates if she was overly generous. But just like her sister, Blanc’s luck conveyance had a trigger, and hers was physicality. Holding hands with the Light Bunny would often see an immediate change in one’s luck, nothing major but enough so that a fairly bad and ‘unlucky’ day would smooth itself out and a few nice things would happen; hugging would lead to a ‘lucky day’, where everything would seem to be going your way, where you would participate in lotteries or raffles and you were likely to win a few of the high end prizes; and acts of intimacy was where Blanc’s ability to ‘give luck’ was at its most potent, with the minimum level of intimacy being kissing, where the more brazen an act would lead to such absurd levels of luck we often saved ‘those activities’ for when all three girls could get some time away from the Casino and booked a hotel room at the Nikke exclusive (purely because no one but Nikke ever came to my Outpost) hotel so as to ensure the sheer amount of luck gathering couldn’t cause bad luck to spill out into the Ark.
Unlike her squadmates, squad leader Rouge wasn’t so much a generator or conveyor of luck, but had the uncanny knack to read her own luck and those who were close to her (i.e. her squadmates and myself). She was incredibly superstitious, yet given how she was one of the few people I’d met who could actually back up her claims, I was inclined to heed any advice she gave, as she only spoke up about it if it was necessary, unlike a lot of charlatans who could only survive using their lies in the Outer Rim.
And, depending on where you stood, I was the lucky/unlucky individual caught between all three Nikke. Lucky because I had the attention of three beautiful women known for bringing good fortune to those close to them, and unlucky as I was now the target of ire for those who ‘sought my position’ or worshipped the trio and thought I was tainting them with my presence.

Given the personality of the twin bunnies, most would assume the younger Blanc, with her outgoing and social attitude, would be the one to seek me out and convince me to go out with her, taking me on a whirlwind romance that ended up at a love hotel to consummate our relationship.
Yet, not even Blanc had realised it was pusillanimous Noir who had charged forth and taking charge of our relationship, ensuring we both had many memories of the incredible night we had had in the private pole dancing studio the twins frequented.
As Noir had ‘claimed’ me first, she was anxious about her sister finding out, as the dark bunny was used to people fawning over her sister and had initially intended to ‘let her sister have me’, before the elevator incident and our daytime pole dancing lessons and the overnight ‘Pole Dancing’ practice.
Yet, given how I was a counsellor to both women, I knew Noir had nothing to worry about, as her sister loved her to what would be considered an unhealthy degree, if she had been considered human. All Blanc had asked was that, as I had technically ‘confessed’ to a live crowd that Blanc was my girlfriend, that both sisters now got to confess and I wasn’t allowed to choose between them.
“We love you, and we love each other, so you get us both, if you want us.”

As I now had multiple relationships with Nikke, and that didn’t seem to be stopping, I would be an utter fool to deny the goddesses’ before me, so I had eagerly agreed, leading to a strange change of the vibe of the room, as both girls clearly wanted to jump me, but were restraining themselves.
“Win the upcoming event at the Casino, then you can ‘have’ us.” Blanc had stated, before ushering me out of their room, leaving me aroused yet stunned, before dazedly left for the Outpost.

Weeks passed, new relationships sprouted and I helped tend to more established ones, and a lot of counselling sessions devolved into either sex, or having to explain how a relationship with me would have to work, as Counters and I had agreed that if I couldn’t be exclusive to them, I wasn’t allowed to be exclusive to anyone else publically. So long as I didn’t amke promises I couldn’t keep in good faith, if a Nikke wanted a certain type of relationship, it had to be in private.
All the while, the Nikke of 777 Squad were busy, as the upcoming event was a big one and between their regular shows and set up for it, they couldn’t spare any time for me.
Then, finally, the event had started up.
….but another wrinkle had set in.
“Highroller, I need you to win the top prize for me.” Rouge asked, as she had managed to swap her personal lucky coin for the Lucky Coin of the Casino and couldn’t swap it now that they had publically displayed her coin with its rabbit embellishments compared to the four-leaf clover of the true Lucky Coin.
And thus, an impossible task was placed before me: go from having zero experience with gambling, to winning the proverbial peak of legal gambling within the Ark.

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“And despite a few hiccups, we have our winner! Please give a warm round of applause for Command–“ The bright lights and raucous sounds of gamblers celebrating drowned out Rouge’s announcement.
I couldn’t tell if the heat I was feeling was from the lights focussing on me, or the jealous stares of the men and women who wished they were where I was, between the twin Bunny sisters and a good view of Rouge’s behind.
And while the tight clothing of Rouge’s valet suit accentuated her charms, they paled in comparison to what the Bunny sisters’ were wearing.
Blanc, the pale sister, wore nothing but a snow white bunny suit and matching ears, with fishnet stockings so white they were almost invisible on her pale and toned legs with only the lights above giving the hint her legs weren’t bare, her more aggressive-than-Noir attitude ensuring you looked her all over.
Noir was the complete opposite of her sister. Darker skin, glorious curves threatening to spill out of her, her black fishnet stockings the only other hint her pale sister was wearing any, her quiet and shy demeanour somehow making her standout when placed next to her rambunctious sister.

As Rouge turned back to face me, the light playing off the red highlights in her hair, I snapped back to attention.
Despite everything that had happened, I was still technically the Pit Boss on top of being the unintended winner, so I was expected to ensure the show ended properly, which meant the winner got their reward.

“And so, as the Winner of our event, our beautiful Bunnies will now bestow upon the winner our prized Lucky Dice and Lucky coin, and as a surprise, a kiss from our lovely Bunnies!” Rouge turned to face me, breaking character so only the Bunnies and I could see as she gave us a mischievous wink.

I’d been intimate with a fair few Nikke at this point, but something about being on a stage in front of actively jealous folk who weren’t quiet about their envy and about to be kissed by two beautiful Nikke was making my heart beat faster than normal.
And as each sister pressed up on either side of me, my quick beating heart ensured blood went to the appropriate places, and I was so happy that the dress uniform I had worn had pouches around my upper thighs, meaning nobody would notice the throbbing erection the Bunny Sisters were causing.
As I started to get lost in a fantasy of what the kiss would be like, I almost missed the chaste dual cheek kiss the sisters gave.
And upon realising that said kiss was all the reward was, the envious glares died down.

“Oh, was that it?”
“Still wish it was me, but there are better prizes.”
“Pfffffttt, I won more at the roulette tables than this poor fool got for winning the Grand Prize.”

I let out a deep sigh, the tension easing from my shoulders, even as the tension in my pants kept at attention.
If this was all the complaints the event got, the girls and I had successfully done our jobs.

“Sorry for making you think you were scoring big~.” Blanc cheekily whispered, as she entwined her arm with mine, and started posing and waving goodbye to the crowd as they left.
“We needed to make sure we had a safe back up, in case something went wrong.” Noir apologised, her blushing face hidden in my shoulder as she attempted to pose like her outgoing sister was doing on my other arm.
“Plus, it was a great tension diffuser, as you saw.” Rouge added, as she gave me a quick peck on the tip of my nose, before she quickly darted off to continue her job of announcing the end of the main event.

Once the crowd had dispersed, I disentangled myself from the beautiful Bunnies.
“We still have a job to do.”
Both girls nodded.
“Let’s get to work!”

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“Thank you both for your hard work today.” The Bunny sisters and I were the last ones left, beyond the support staff.
Rouge had left shortly after we’d finished wrapping up the main event, and had said something about seeing us ‘later’, whatever that could mean.
As far as I knew, there were no plans for the rest of the night, and I had duties back at the Outpost now that the main event was all over. They weren’t mandatory ones, but I had been putting them off to help 777 with their event, so those tasks were likely to be my focus for a while.

“No, thank YOU, Pit Boss!” Blanc exclaimed, her pale skin now strangely flushed.

“What do you mean? I just got lucky.” I brushed off the thanks I didn’t feel like I deserved.

“You did us both a big favour, Pit Boss.” Noir started, pressing up against me, my arm now trapped in the warmth embrace of her voluptuous chest, “You made sure the only person we had to kiss was you.”
To many people, Noir was very timid, as she struggled with understanding people and the intricacies of socialising, especially as Blanc was always with her and gladly took up the mantle of the social one.
But when she decided she wanted something, she was more brazen than her younger twin, as evidenced by how she’d been the first to blatantly seduce me and fuck me at their private Dance Studio.
“And~,” Blanc mirrored her sister, my arm between her petite chest while her short stature ensuring the hand she had claimed was now resting between her thighs, “you did a big favour for Rouge, and none of us are going to forget that.”

“Pit Boss, you don’t have any plans for the night, right?” Noir leaned in close, whispering in my ear as she wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling herself in tight, the heat of her chest threatening to burn me with her desire, ensuring the hand she had trapped got a full grip of her chubby ass.
What she said had sounded like a question, and to anyone who might deign to listen in, it would come across as such. However, that was very much a command.

“Pit Boss, are you really going to let your girlfriends home all alone?” Blanc asked innocently, going on her tiptoes and looking me right in the eyes as she turned my wrist to force my hand to get a handful of the rather heated mound between her legs, before her hand snaked up my trousers and started to rub my burgeoning erection.

“What sort of fool would ever do that?” I half heartedly managed, as there was no way I was resisting the bunnies.
I’d spent the entire week at the Coin Rush Casino, helping with the event, so I had spent the entire week without any form of sexual gratification, which was a thing I wasn’t used to anymore.
I probably could have walked away, if they hadn’t touched my cock.
That’s the lie I’m going to use to justify it to myself later, at any rate.

Once again proving the sort of bold personality that hide beneath the voluptuous curves of the dark bunny, Noir joined her sister’s assault, slipping her hand into my trousers and pressing my cock between their hands, hers inside my underwear with Blanc providing pressure from the outside.
“Our partner definitely wouldn’t, especially since we made a promise about tonight.”

We did?
“And as I’ve been busy these last few weeks, my kind and magnanimous girlfriends are going to remind me about it, right?”

Seeing Noir’s blunt display of need, Blanc alternated her grip, so that when Noir went up my cock, she dragged her hand down, so when Noir went back down to my base, Blanc cupped my crown with the soft fabric embrace.
“We promised to confess to you tonight.”

Pouting, Blanc released her grip, and as if remembering her cue, Noir followed suit, her pout failing as her timid nature resurfaced and she avoided looking me in the eyes but couldn’t manage to pull herself away.
“And a confession needs some beautiful memories attached to it.” She added, blushing intensely as she tried and failed to say that and look me in the eyes.

Oh! Right!
“Lead the way then, my cunning and talented girlfriends.” I laughed, as the twins pulled away, dragging me along in their excitement by my hands.

It was only when we arrived at the hotel did I realise the twin bunnies had something a bit more ‘exciting’ planned than I would expect from any member of 777 Squad.

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