Alba grinded down upon her new plaything relentlessly. Kay flailed and protested, whining with as he was soaked with a warm torrent of excited deathclaw juices. This was it. You had to be sharp to survive in this wasteland, but somehow the enormous giggling creature had got the drop upon him. If felt like some sort of joke that the monster to finally catch him unawares was so damn sexy. Kay flushed deeply with mixed embarrassment and exertion. He wondered if anyone was watching his inglorious doom.

He felt his legs being enveloped in fierce warmth, and gasped at the luxuriant feeling. There were only a few times in Kay's life where he had felt this kind of heat, and he suddenly felt himself sinking into a haze of relaxation, his ears tickled by the squelching noises of the lips that were working hungrily over him.

The deathclaw panted as she took the tiny human in, his generous hips spreading her open, priming her waiting depths to receive him in entirety. Balancing herself with her mighty tail, she massaged her massive tits, tender and pert as her squirming prey titillated her sensitive cleft. She let her legs slide further apart, pinning Kay even more helplessly until she had him to his waist. The human was panting a litany of desperate curses as he felt his body submit to the forces claiming him, her wild aroma washing over him and muddying the clarity of his desperate thoughts of escape with sudden, frantic arousal.

Alba quashed any hope of her prey's escape by pinning her wicked tail around his trembling shoulders. The crushing strength was reserved just enough not to injure him, as Alba knew from experience that humans' shrieks of pain were hurtful to her sensitive ears. She also did not want to deter him from the incessant, delightful wiggling that was driving her into a sensual mania. Eager to have him inside, she took almost his entire upper half in a single push, roaring with ecstasy as she felt him go deep. Kay's last glimpse of daylight was framed by pink, and the curves of Alba's belly, jiggling with the bulges that were once his legs. She grinned over her curves at him, and pushed his head inside with a final *schlorp*

The deathclaw's belly rounded out, and she leaned back, plugging herself up with her tail as she came with a long hiss. Kay was compressed by the lustful contractions, kneaded into a final fetal position. Already his clothes were coming apart. In a funny way, he was sad about this, because it was his favorite shirt, comfy and soft. It hadn't sunk in yet that he wasn't leaving this place! At least, not in a form that needed a shirt...
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Much later, and after much napping, Alba hefted her gurgling stomach. It held no evidence of what her recent meal had been. But the smoldering heat building between her legs truly indicated that she needed to find release.
She made good use of her tail once again, its rough plating perfect for stimulating her throbbing folds. It wasn't long before she gaped wide with arousal, cumming once more, sloppily spilling the remnants of Kay out upon the ground in a glorious display. Gout after gout gushed out, his nearly indigestible skull tumbling out among the cascade, the only remaining trace of the hapless wastelander.

Alba wobbled, and rested a little, licking her tail clean, savoring the final taste of Kay that coated it. She was so acquainted with his smell now, that it would be a simple task to trace it back to wherever he kept his own lair. And perhaps, there would be treasure for her to collect. He wouldn't be needing it anymore! The deathclaw smiled, and set her nose to the wind, turning her attentions to finding what Kay had left behind...
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Commission for Lockete217. Thank you! I had fun drawing all that hair and such a glorious, glorious mess!

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