Help her by attacking the lizardman with your spear.

You feel determined to help the hapless girl out, knowing in your heart that this coupling is not one born of love. You skulk back into the bush quietly and decide to position yourself at a better angle. With soft steps, you make your way to another part of the clearing. Whatever little noise you made is drowned out by the lustful moans of the blonde woman.

You move among the brush until you’re directly behind the two. You grip the spear tightly between your gloved hands. You hear the lizard creature’s breath become harsher, his hips moving with a quicker pace.

Now is your chance. You dive out of the bushes and charge the creature with your spear, trying to get momentum in order to pierce his exposed lower back. Your heart skips a beat when you realize that the lizardman has stopped pounding into the blonde. His attention quickly turns to you, his head shooting in your direction like an alert predator.

You must have made too much noise in charging toward him, but there is no stopping now. You poise the spear before you and try to pierce the creature. However, he is ready. One of his cocks slips free of the woman with a slurp, bobbing up and down as he turns toward you. He tries to duck out of the way. Although his dodge is slow, he re-positions himself enough so that your spear merely bounces off the steel armor on his chest.

The lizard’s scaly hand quickly grab hold of the spear as it makes its way past him. You quickly reach to your side pulling out your knife. You swing it—almost wildly, the lizardman managing to dodge out of the way of your strikes.

“Run!” you yell at the blonde girl, still positioned on all fours. The girl slowly comes to, realizing what is going on. She quickly gets up and stumbles off into the forest on shaky legs as you continue to struggle with the beastman.

Among your many attempted cuts, you only manage to catch the lizard once, barely cutting the side of his long snout. Dark blue blood forms from the wound. An angry growl rumbles from the creature’s throat. He finally gets a chance and grabs a hold of your wrist, stopping you from making any further attempts at his life.

With a quick tug, he rips both weapons from your hands and throws you to the ground. The fall manages to wind you, and as you try to catch your breath, you notice the lizardman standing above you, his slimy, pink cocks still fully erect. They twitch with growing excitement, pumping out thick strands of pre-cum that slowly ooze off the tips. The lizardman likewise licks his lips in response.

The lizard crouches over your form; you try to shield yourself with your arms in recoil. But rather than feel the touch of the creature, you notice that he is looking past you. His nostrils are flaring as he gives a few sniffs of the air. With a click of his tongue, he take takes you by the hair and tries to lift you off the ground. You squirm and complain, but your struggle is mostly futile, as the creature’s tough hide causes your punches and kicks to merely bounce off. You are hoisted over his shoulder, still writhing about as your taken off deeper into the forest.