Head toward the river to clean yourself

You can't stand the thought of continually being covered in and carrying inside of you the tabaxi's seed. You put your clothes under your arm and try to head in the direction of the river. You push past the foliage, the branches pocking and scratching at your sweat covered skin.

After a few minutes of travel you make it to a clearing with a rather wide river in the center. You quickly run for it, reaching your hand in and taking a few sips to quell your thirst. A deep sigh of relief escapes you. The water is cool and refreshing, not to mention clear and inviting.

You're eager to soak a bit in the fresh water. You place your clothes at the side of the river. Your bare feet lightly touch the water, letting you feel the temperature. It feels a bit cold, but you simply grit your teeth and dive in.

The river's tide is somewhat calm, letting you move deeper into it until the water is up to your chest. You swim around in it, letting it relieve your aches and wash your sweat covered body. You rub your skin to wash it of the beastman's cum. You dig your fingers between your legs in order to scoop out the baby batter from your canal.

Once you feel like you've scraped out as much foul seed as you can, you relax your tense body. You're instantly calmed by the soothing flow of the river. You close your eyes to further your relaxation. You drift about inside the river without as much as a worry.

Suddenly, you feel a grab at your ankle. Your eyes fly open, but before you can spot what grabbed you, you are pulled beneath the river. Before you know it, you're running out of air. And despite your struggle and effort to swim up, you're kept underwater. It doesn't take long for your lack of oxygen to cause you to lose consciousness. Your vision darkens until your mind goes completely blank.