Head for the Cave.

 Deciding to leave as quickly as possible, Krystal stops at the lake for one last bath before approaching the cave entrance.  "General Scales said I could leave."  She tells the guard, who is busy jerking off.
 "Fix first," he replies, pointing at his dick.
 "All right, fi- OH!"  He barely waits for her response before hoisting her by her tail.  He clamps his other claw around the slim waste of his victim.  Looking up (down) Krystal sees his vertical erection just beyond her muzzle.  'Wonderful.  A sharpclaw with imagination.'  Despite her irritation, Krystal opens her mouth as he lowers her onto his meat.  'Liz was right.  This is getting easier,' she notices as her throat opens to accept the huge intrusion.  A few quick pumps later have her swallowing the now familiarly large load.
 Once she regains her feet, Krystal proceeds into the cave, only to find another masturbating sharpclaw.  'There's no end to these things.'
 "Lie down," he orders.
 'This better be the last one,' she complies.
 Fortunately, this one seems happy enough with a boob job, and quickly coats her from head to toe.
 'So much for that bath.'  She exits this chamber and enters a much wider space.  A gate closes behind her.  'Well that's ominous.'  Torches flare all around her, and the cavern is revealed to be an arena, with tiered seating starting well off the ground, and another entrance at the far end.  It appears the entire village has come to watch her face- 'What is that thing?'  A large scaly mass is curled up in depression in the center of the arena.
 "Galvatron, Galvatron, Galvatron!" the audience chants.
 The mass slowly uncurls, revealing- "By the gods!" Krystal whispers.  "A redeye!
 The huge head turns toward her.  As he steps forward, she spots something even more terrifying.
 "That cock is as big as I am!" she gasps.  "What the hell am I supposed to do with it?"