Bad end bonus? Catherine and the cleric beast

Triumphant the cleric beast let loose a hideous howl. A cruel smile plastered across the beast's face.

The young woman before it looked up at the beast with one eye. The beast sensed this reaction, and turned toward her, with the startling speed only hunters and their queries seemed to have.

The beast swung it's hand together to form a two fisted smash over its head to against the ground in front of her. Catherine's battered body and confused mind could barely react in time. Her last blood vial in her hand useless as the impact sent her sprawling again. Knocking the vial onto the ground.

Catherine laid on the ground. Spirit broken now. Her fiance and partner both downed. Her last vial beyond her reach. She was as good as dead. She closed her eyes, resting her face into the filthy cobblestones.
She felt the beast's finger reach around her, picking her off the ground. The absurd heat given off by the heat made her feel almost immediately hot beneath her torn clothes.
Her eyes remained shut, expecting the killing blow any moment.
Instead she felt damp hot air at her backside. And suddenly she felt a wet damp appendage at hips. She squinted her eyes shut tighter. The beast was tasting her before eating her.
What she assumed to be a tongue explored her backside. Sliding back and forth at her base. Dampness now soaking in from the outside. Despite herself, the friction felt good through her helplessness in the situation.
Abruptly, the tongue looped over her belt, and straight to her bare pussy. The surprise and increase in stimulation had her thrash, inadvertently rubbing her lips further against the long probing tongue, becoming grinding after the third spasm.
Catherine thought of the beast's ****. Its hot blood against her. The erotic pleasure it's **** a flesh brought. It was unlike any experience she had had with a man, though that had it's own place in her heart. But the thought of turning the situation on the beast wet Catherine's core. She hardly noticed when the large tongue had pulled down her pants, exposing her legs and waist to the humid Yharnam air.
Catherine though of slowly hacking the limbs off beasts as the Cleric beast lined up its too large cock to her quim.
Catherine thought of cold pleasure that rocked her to her core when she took blood the first time as the cleric fingered her.
Catherine moaned as the same cleric finally pierced her now.
Turgid flesh bulged in her most private sanctum, the sensation of her tightness caused the beast to roar. His head barely in her wetness, he lowered her level to the ground. And in a motion nearly masturbatory he sawed his white leathery cock into the helpless woman.
Catherine was lost in the pleasure of her memories and pleasure of the moment. How she had to start taking blood right before James came over to beat him. And how horny it always made her. How good the rough surface of the cock made her feel inside her. How right and yet angry it made her feel.
Her eyes opened and came into focus. Her arms swayed in front of her with each incomplete thrust the beast made into her. She could see her lost vial in front of her... and the sight of it gave her a small orgasm, her inner muscles milking the too large cock piercing her. The beast above gave another blood curdling scream as it began its first release.
Catherine reached forward, as the hot fluid jetisoned into her temple. Only carrying her small orgasm into a full blown orgasm. But her pleasure of flesh was nothing compared to the hope she saw in front of her, the vial was within reach.

Each thrust sending another maddening wave of cum and pleasure into her, Catherine's body felt hot and crawled as her long nailed fingers reached the vial. As soon as she had a grip on it, she plunged it into her neck, letting the new auto-inject technology pump more fluid into small frame.
Catherine shuddered, her head swam, her body grew insanely hot. She bucked as the cock stilled within her. Something greater than an orgasm was occurring within her.
Another spasm. And her limbs felt a dreadful stretching. Another, and her nose and jaw felt a hot itch. Next her whole body itched.
She bucked with sudden strength, loosing herself from the grip of the beast.
Catherine curled into a ball briefly as maddening sensations changed her body and mind. Her body grew long and lupine, growing thick black fur all over. Her teeth grew long. And she hungered for blood. She looked up at the greater beast before her.
With her last shred of humanity, she licked it's cock clean. In thanks, before scampering off into the warm dangerous night.