An Amazon Tribe

Lucky for Lara- she didn't need to consider the best plan of action. For before she could move, air rushed past her ear and three massive spears slammed straight through the lithe bodies of each dinosaur. The all collapsed with a pained screech, scarlet blood coming out of them.

Now, Lara had experience with Natives, and she knew very well that just because they saved you from some feral beast by no means meant they were friendly. Lara scrambled back, frantically brandishing her hatchet. She backed up in front of a tree before taking a good look at the people who rescued her.

Lara's jaw dropped. In front of her seemed to be a party of five natives, all women. But calling them mere women didn't seem to do them justice. They all strangely, weren't of the same race. The party had two Caucasians, two Blacks and a girl who looked Asian. But although their features were different, there was an undeniable similarity to the party.

For starters, they all wore the same clothes. They seemed to wear only two pieces of clothing, both just preserving their modesty and made of animal skin. They wore what looked like a strapless bra made of hide to cover their (immensely large) breasts, and a loincloth that went down to their knees.

But they were also INCREDIBLE specimens. Most of the tribespeople Lara had met on her various adventures through remote forests were relatively frail, but these women were polar opposites. They were RIPPLING with muscle, not a visible ounce of fat on their perfect bodies. Lara could see clearly defined six-packs on their torso, and noticed two of them almost had eight-packs. Calling them mere 'women' seemed like an injustice. They were... Amazons

But Lara shook herself out of the stupor, and waved the knife threateningly in front of her. With a sinking feeling, she realised that she probably couldn't do shit against one of those bodies, forget five. She silently cursed herself for not trying harder to find her lost handguns.

And it seemed they knew it too. There were amused quirks on their faces, and they exchanged quips between each other. She saw one woman gesture to the others, and saw two other women respond and go examine the dead dinosaur bodies, obliterated by the spears.

Lara breath hitched when she saw the very same woman- presumable the leader, confidently approach her. Lara stood up, preparing to run but knew it was going to be of no use. She watched warily as the leader strode forward, and as she got closer, Lara realised how massive she was.

Lara wasn't exactly tall for her age, but she was average, standing at 5'8. But the woman approaching her was massive- Lara estimated at least 6'5, though Lara wouldn't be surprised is she was 6'7. And she was ripped. Wonderful.

She was also... an absolute bombshell. She had sandy blonde hair that was cut to her shoulders, piercing blue eyes and high cheekbones. That was not to mention her unbelievable body, a perfect combination of an athlete and a pornstar.

Almost unconsciously, Lara let out a whimper, before controlling herself. She had been through worse. Lara rolled her shoulders, before squaring up to her full height, puffing out her chest and shoulders to seem bigger. It was the first rule of intimidating predators.

But the rule was written for Lions, Leopards and Jaguars. Not for these scary bombshells. The woman just laughed, walking forward without a worry on her face. Lara brandished the knife dangerously, before taking a step backward...

Right into the arms of another one of these humans. Lara let out a petrified squeak, before feeling the all-too-familiar prick of a poisoned needle poking her jugular, before the world spun, and she fell into the woman's buxom derriere.