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Reward Art: Prehistoric Sarah Steele

Added 2021-03-10 00:26:52 +0000 UTC

One of the top votes of the month, new art done for the thrilling adventures of Sarah Steelem lady of action. Great work by https://twitter.com/sophez_art.

This one's for an upcoming piece where our WW2 heroine encounters the old tropes of nazis and dinosaurs in an underground forgotten ecosystem. It doesn't take long for the sexy but tough super spy to adapt to the local scenery.

It can be a bit of a handful to write for her by doing the old stereotypey stories with my own over the top twists and some sexiness, but Steele's such a fun lady that she keeps me coming back.

Can read her old stories of nazi punching back at https://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/luffy316/30530/Sarah-Steele-Lady-of-Action.

The deal went off flawlessly. The cavemen made a couple short runs out for her while she finished her meat. They brought her a couple dry beast furs, and they didn’t seem cunning enough to trick her, so she confidently made the trade. The pair of neanderthals grunting happily as they both tore into the loaded snack.

“Just be careful. That stuff can go right through you,” she warned. She stepped back into her cave and stripped out of her jumpsuit. It was more dead weight than anything, and even her bra wasn’t in great shape. She left only her thong on as she hastily stitched together a cheetah-like animal’s hide into a bikini top and loincloth. Since she wasn’t about to risk burning through her bullets, she’d even thrown together a bow and arrows out of some bones and nearby wood. She had it slung across her back, making her full tits serve as a handy brace for the wooden part to rest between and hold it steady. If nothing else, at least her eyepatch had remained intact.

Sarah stepped back out of the cave and looked into a puddle to study her new look. Just like she was fresh off a Tarzan novel cover.

“Not the type I’d wear on Hollywood Boulevard, but it would turn some eyes as the bar,” she noted. She glanced up and saw the cavemen staring at her while they stuffed their faces.

“Hey, Fred! Barney!” she ordered. They perked up, at least understanding what “hey” meant by now. “Where did you get these?”