Continue to Meet the Chief

 Tempting as it is to collapse for the night, Krystal resolves herself to continue on to the chief's dwelling now.  'Have to get back to Fox.,' she tells herself.  Soon she comes across yet another masturbating sharpclaw.  'It's almost enough to make one feel sorry for them- almost.'
 "Good time," he grunts.  Sighing, she reaches out to help him.  To her surprise, however, he turns her around and lifts her into the air.
 "Wait, what are you... oh."  A grim understanding hits her as she feels his bulbous head press against her tiny tail hole.
 "Front already used," he explains.
 'Well, I suppose I probably should have washed after work, but still.'  "There's now way that will fiiiAAIIEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeee!!!!" she howls as he forces his fist-like head into her tight ass.  "No.... Way... Im.... Possible...." she gasps between thrusts as he steadily works half his substantial length into her.  Slowly, the pain fades into intense pleasure as his pistoning cock continuously leaks precum, lubricating her anal passage.  "No... Shouldn't... Be... SO... GOOOOD!" her moans grow to drown out his grunts before he suddenly stops with about two thirds of his rigid length inside her.
 "Why... Stop..." she pants, unable to decide whether she wants him too.
 With a roar, he slams the remainder of his massive cock into her spasming anus, likely pushing aside organs in the process, and forcing poor Krystal into a screaming climax, locking her tight ass around his bumpy dick.  To her horror, she can see her belly stretching to accommodate her incredible length.  'Amazing...'  Not satisfied, the powerful sharpclaw drags all but his head before hilting his steel shaft in her rippling ass again and again.  Finally, he releases his seed with enough **** to shoot the still screaming Krystal clear off his erupting cock and coat her back as she lands on her cushioning breasts with a slight bounce, twitching.