Scream and run

Jessica turned tail without a second thought, her joints hurting far more than she'd like against the stonework. Jessica screamed for help, this side of town was almost always bustling during the day. Jessica must have only made it 10 paces before her ankle gave out, sending her spilling onto the ground.

Stunned on the ground, Jessica felt a light come over her. The large beast-man breathing heavy and looming. Jessica turned over to face the thing. An all-to-familiar tension emanated from the thing. Its head tilted considering her. Its pants grew tight at the crotch, as Jessica realized her fall had exposed her chest. The damn thing grinned hungrily, dropping its saw to the ground as it dropped to a knee next to her, its hand undoing its drawstrings on its pants in line with her face.

Jessica tried to cover herself up with an arm, but the thing growled, and Jessica flinched and timidly brought her arm down. Still trapped as she was beneath it, and too sore to fight, frustrated tears welled in her eyes. But the fight wasn't entirely gone from her.

The beast finished with its pants, fishing out its cock, already semi-erect it was a foot long and textured like it had gooseflesh. Still grinning, the beast gently slapped her face with the cock. Its direction clear.