Sarada had been thinking about what Ishtar said to her right before Jinzi made the mistake of telling everyone that he had a fully stocked and loaded refrigerator in his portable house. Just thinking about the steamy night they were going to share together had her chest -- among other places -- tingling. Oh, yes, her tail was certainly going to explore Ishtar. Thoroughly.

She had learned a few tricks during her time away. She intended on showing her blue lover some of those tonight, if things went her way.

"Ah, yes. That outta do it."

Sarada took the time to gather her building materials, and had crafted for herself a sandwich fit for a Saiyan. And there was even some food left over! Not enough for her to make another one, or eat from this stockpile again, but there was plenty for everyone else not named Erosa.

Heheh. That was the best part. Undoubtedly, the Id was planning on upstaging her by making an even bigger sandwich. In doing so, she would have to use up whatever was left. When the others found that there was nothing left, Sarada could comfortably sit back and watch the little big-titted nuisance squirm under their wrathful gazes.

Heehee.



She prepared to take a bite, then remembered her table manners. First, she stuck the tip of a napkin in her cleavage so it would hang over her armor, then she devoured her meal with the ravenous, gluttonous fury of five fully grown men who hadn't eat in days. It wouldn't do to spill something on her nice, shiny Super Elite armor.

.....

"AAAAAAAH," she sighed in pure, unadulterated satisfaction. The sandwich was absolute perfect, the most savory, delicious thing she had eaten in days. She was in food heaven for the 10.4 seconds the sandwich lasted.

Tummy full of sustenance and her mood significantly improved, Sarada headed outside to see what was going on.

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So with a small smirk, Ishtar focused on amulet and changed outfits ...



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And the first thing she saw was Ishtar.

"......"



Between the sudden eruption of blood from her nostrils and her tail becoming stiff as a board, there was no doubt where Sarada's mind was at this very moment. Indeed, if Slak or any other telepath attempted to read her mind, they would be bombarded with dozens of utterly x-rated scenarios involving Sarada, Ishtar, and an attachable masturbatory aid.

"..."