Anal

He's already submitted, at this point sex is less a matter of asserting dominance, and more his reward for submitting to the Alpha here. I'm not exactly opposed to the idea, if the umbrella sized cock now poking his chest is any indication. I wrestle with him a bit, mostly for show, and he puts up some resistance, also for show, until he ends up prone, his modest penis sticking out between his spread legs. He turns to look back at me as I pin his shoulders, a mix of awe and lust in his eyes as I get ready to mount him. His tail wraps around my thigh as I line up the head of my cock with his hole. I use one hand to part his whorish ass cheeks, and another to guide myself right to his ring. Perched to penetrate, he turns to face forward, and digs his claws into the ground for support. He's going to need it.

I start slow. He's not exactly undefeated in his tribe (in fact, based on how readily he submitted, he might have been the runt of the litter) so the initial penetration isn't too tough. I generate a bit more lube around my cock to make sure we both have a good time here, and instead of thrusting my hips, I instead let my own weight and gravity do most of the work, only contributing little thrusts to break through some inner tension. Through the whole process, he goes wild with enjoyment. He moans and gasps, and his hands and feet push against the softer earth, as he desperately tries to get more of my cock inside himself. By the time I'm fully hilted, he's fully blissed out. His small cock throbs behind him, his eyes are rolled back and his tongue hangs out of his mouth as he struggles to catch his breath. A good start.

As I pull back, new songs spill out of his mouth, and a new challenge faces me...His ass is tight. For all the power it could output during a fight, now it squeezes me so tight, it feels like I'm trying to pick up his whole body with the friction of my cock alone. As nice as it must be for him, if he's squeezing this tight, I'm not exactly trying to pull some impromptu weightlifting. I raise my hand and give a firm slap to his big booty, setting his taut, tight ass to jiggle. His muscles spasm, giving me the lapse I need to pull out, before thrusting back in. He screams and shouts in bliss, his voice high and whining, not worried about staying hidden in this jungle as I fuck him into the ground.

With each thrust, the dirt beneath us gives more and more. He digs into the ground with his claws as I dig into him with my cock, but it's hard to say who's making more progress. Suddenly, he gives a particularly breathy, sharp cry and I notice beneath us his neglected dick sprays its load into the soil. Whether from the rough pounding I've been giving, or maybe from his own efforts in humping into the ground between thrusts, he managed to reach orgasm. I slow my thrusts for a second, and reach down to check his face. I cup his cheek and turn him to look at me, when I see an expression of absolute satisfaction, bordering on smug. I lean my body forward, working myself as Deep as I can go without shapeshifting and he wiggles happily. I rest the full weight of my upper body on him, pinning him beneath me as I pull my hips back and continue. His eyes cross as he looks at my face, shuddering moans slipping from his lips. I thrust slow, and fast, deep long strokes, and rapid shallow thrusts, never letting him adapt. He spurts three more times before I feel my own orgasm approach naturally. I grip the back of his head and **** his head into the dirt. He bites his lip with the front row of his teeth as I put my back into chasing my own release.

With one final slap, I slam my cock as deep as he can take it. Feeling my release, he pushes back against me and does his best to tighten his anal ring around my cock. His powerful lower muscles squeeze and pulse around me as I flood his depths with my seed. He has one final orgasm as my thick, pulsing manhood presses all his buttons in the perfect way. Luckily, Superhumans can't get monsters pregnant...uh... not that that's an issue in this case, I guess. As my orgasm dies down, his body goes limp beneath me, struggling to catch his breath and recover his senses. I pull out and look down at him. His eyes are fully unfocused, and his tongue hangs limp from his mouth. At this point, I might be able to take him out...or maybe go for a second round...

But after thinking on it, I think what I want most is to get out of this loop. I re form my clothes, and make my way out of the jungle, back to the group. There's no more flash of Silver, and after a bit of walking, I make it back to the cave.

When I get back, I'm greeted by a slightly annoyed looking Amber. "Did you get lost? You took over an hour!"

"Not my fault. I got ambushed by a monster."

She looks worried, then looks at me more closely. Her face scrunches up. "You don't look like you fought a monster ...shapeshifting or not. If anything you seem more charged than when you left."

"I didn't say I fought it."

It takes her a second, but she catches on quickly and grimaces at me. "That's disgusting! you don't know where these monster women have been!"

"It wasn't-" I cut myself off. Just because I'm down to pound a femmie catboy into the ground, doesn't mean I want to unpack that with Alice and Amber. "Don't worry, it wasn't like that."

Amber seems like she wants to ask more, but my tone must have made her reconsider. Thank god the empathetic twin is out tonight...then again, Liz probably wouldn't have cared enough to even ask. I wave to Amber and Alice and head back to my tent. I've got to stop sneaking off to fuck monsters...I'll definitely never do it again...or...not on purpose...tomorrow...morning...

With that final thought, i drift to halfsleep, and try to get my energy back for tomorrow. We have a long way to go.