Jon shook his head to clear it. "You're crazy if you think that'll work." They fought for a bit longer and were each around 50% damage. "Your devious plan will not succeed, for I have the focus of a monk!"
"You sure about that?" Karen asked. "You might be interested to hear that I linked my breast size to my damage meter when I hit 50%. I figure my breasts are about half the size those D-cups were, and I'm at 62% damage now, so..." she trailed off as she took a few light hits. "Yup, probably a C-cup now."
Jon's head was swimming. Her breasts were growing right beside him, framed in a top that gave him a perfect view, and he couldn't allow himself to look! "Dammit, Kare-bare!" His performance was degrading with his focus. He had to hold on as long as possible.
The battle raged on with each of them trading blows. The tide had turned in Karen's favor, and Jon had passed the 150% mark by the time she reached 100%. She was back to her accidental-wish size. "Looks like victory is inevitable. Why don't you quit now and enjoy the view?" she offered teasingly.
