He begins to breed her

With a roar of triumph, Scrappy slammed her down onto a nearby altar, the stone cold against her back. He ripped the tight orange turtleneck from her body, exposing her ample breasts to the cavern's damp air. Velma's eyes went wide with fear as she felt the weight of his monstrous cock press against her stomach. It was so massive, so heavy, that she couldn't help but wonder how it would ever fit inside her.

"You're mine now, Velma," he snarled, his clawed paws tearing at her clothes with an animalistic fervor. His eyes burned with a fiery lust as he stared down at her, his pupils dilated with desire. "You'll spread your legs for me, and you'll take every inch of this," he said, stroking his engorged member with a possessive hand.

Velma's body was trembling, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins. She watched, almost hypnotized, as Scrappy's massive cock grew even larger before her eyes, the thick veins pulsing with power. He positioned himself between her legs, his sharp claws digging into the stone of the altar as he leaned over her, the weight of his new body pressing her down.

With a savage grin, Scrappy lined up his monstrous member with her quivering pussy. Velma bit her lip, trying to stifle a moan as she felt the blunt tip of his cock pressing against her. He was so big, so overwhelmingly male, that she couldn't help but feel a twisted thrill at the thought of being claimed by him. She was about to become the mother of his legion, the vessel for his monstrous seed.

He didn't bother with preamble; Scrappy simply thrust forward with a roar, his massive cock plunging deep into her tight, unprepared pussy. Velma's scream echoed through the cavern, a mix of pain and pleasure as her body was stretched to its limits. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before—so intense, so overpowering. It was as if she was being split in two by the sheer size of him.

Scrappy's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt her wet heat engulf him. "Yes," he growled, his hips moving with a brutal rhythm. "Take it all, Velma." His clawed hands gripped her waist, leaving red marks as he held her in place. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, her nipples hard and erect from the cold air and the friction against the stone.

Velma's eyes were squeezed shut, her face a mask of agony and ecstasy. She had never felt so full, so violated, so...desired. Her pussy clenched around his monstrous cock, trying to adjust to the sheer size of him. The pain was intense, but with every stroke, she felt a growing pressure building inside her, a pressure that she knew would lead to a climax like nothing she had ever experienced before.

Scrappy's hips moved with a feral grace, slamming into her with a **** that made the altar shake. His sharp claws dug into her flesh as he claimed her, his teeth bared in a snarl of pleasure. The sound of skin slapping against stone filled the cavern, punctuated by Velma's whimpers and gasps.

With each brutal thrust, Scrappy felt his power growing, his body swelling with every drop of pleasure that Velma's quivering form gave him. Her tight pussy was a vice around his cock, her walls clenching around him as if trying to pull him even deeper. It was a delicious ****, one that he reveled in. He could feel her fighting against the overwhelming sensations, her body trying to resist the sheer size and power of his monstrous member, but it was futile.

Velma's nails dug into the stone altar, her knuckles white with the effort of holding on. She had never felt so used, so thoroughly claimed. Yet, as the initial pain gave way to something darker, something more primal, she found herself craving more. Her hips began to move in time with Scrappy's, meeting him thrust for thrust as she gave herself over to the depraved desires of the creature above her.

Scrappy's eyes were peering down, his pupils swallowed by his newfound power. He watched with a sadistic glee as Velma's body writhed beneath his, her curves jiggling with each powerful plunge. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her body begging for release, and he knew that she was close.

With a deep, guttural growl, Scrappy leaned down, his massive chest pressing against hers. He took one of her breasts in his mouth, his sharp teeth grazing against her sensitive nipple. Velma's eyes flew open, a keening wail tearing from her throat as she arched her back, her body shuddering with the **** of her climax.

Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, her pussy spasming around his thick cock as he continued to fuck her with a relentless pace. Her juices flowed like a river, soaking the altar beneath them. It was as if her orgasm was feeding him, making him even more monstrous, more powerful.

Scrappy's eyes gleamed with triumph as he watched Velma's body convulse in ecstasy beneath him. He knew she was close to the edge again, could feel it in the way her pussy clenched around his shaft. He quickened his pace, his hips slamming into her with the **** of a piston.