Cammy smiles. "Glad to hear it. I sure hope I've picked the right fellow. If not, we'll both end up as shit."
Cammy cracks her knuckles. "The tournament begins in a month. It's not much time to train, but I intend to turn you into something really deadly by the time it starts."
Cammy begins leading you through her training regime. After basic cardio and weight-lifting excercises, Cammy teaches you her special techniques, the Spiral Arrow, Spin Knuckle and Cannon Spike.
As you watch Cammy swiftly flip backwards, performing the Cannon Spike, your eyes focus on the spot between her legs.
Cammy lands on her feet. "Now, you've got to be careful with that one. If you miss, it leaves you wide open to..." Cammy smirks. "Whatcha lookin' at?"
You pull your eyes away from Cammy's crotch. "Nothing."
"You like my cooch, huh?" Cammy's smile suddenly fades. "Listen. I can't afford to have you getting distracted in the middle of a tournament fight. You're going to be swapping blows with some of the sexiest women in the world, and if you stop to oggle them for even a second, you're lunch. And without you guarding my back, I'm lunch, too. So unless you'd like us to become mashed together as one big, sticky turd, you'd better keep your mind sharp."
You nod. "I understand."
"And... listen." Cammy pauses. "You're my ally, my student and my friend. But... that's all. Alright?"
"Of course."
Cammy turns away. "Right..." You're not sure, but you think her eyes might be a little misty...
Cammy keeps training you, and soon, you learn to focus the fight, blocking out your lust... mostly. By the morning of the tournament, you're definitely the strongest you've ever been. Now, the moment of truth. Can you and Cammy survive the tournament?
