Option 1.

"I'll do it." You pant, nodding in defeat, as your vision is starting to go dark. "Fix my arm please. I can't do anything if I'm bleeding out."

"I'm glad you finally see things my way." Cerebos says, wagging his tail. "Put your arm back where it belongs. And don't scream."

Reaching out, you grab your own severed arm and reattach the two bloody stumps together. Cerebos leans forward, gently puts his mouth over your shoulder and licks at the seam. You bite back searing pain as your skin, muscles, bones and nerves sew themselves back together. When Cerebos lets go of your arm, your forehead is caked in sweat and you're breathing like you've sprinted a marathon. Fire races through your arm as you flex your newly re-attached limb.

"Now get to work. I'll make sure that you're not disturbed." Cerebos says, before licking his chops and running off.

Dragging yourself to your feet, you make your way over to the still **** Jackson. With Cerebos gone, it's become quite dark. You can't see that well, so you operate purely by touch.Swallowing your self-disgust, you carefully pull her trousers and panties down to her ankles. You start to stroke yourself hard, while you're poking and prodding at her crotch, looking for her slit.

Eventually you find it and you shift around, trying to find a comfortable position for the both of you on the hard ground. You beg forgiveness quietly and push into her pussy. She's a little moist, but you're not sure if it's her juice or your sweat. You push your cock further into her before your cockhead meets some sort of barrier. A fresh layer of sweat covers your head as you realize what that is.

Dammit. Why'd you have to be a virgin? You think to yourself, in a panic. Now, you're not only **** her, you're also stealing her virginity from her.