Wait, in fear mostly
From Create Your Own Story
You hang back, fearful. Your blaster is out of ammo, just you and it. It sniffs Sylvia. Today she was wearing a shirt and skirt, which you had found in the ship. The animal sniffed lower...and lower. It stuck it's snout up her shirt, and flung something away. It took you a moment to realize those were her panties. It then pawed her shirt. She screamed, but it's giant paw forced her down. It pawed her shirt down, around her waist, ripping it when it wouldn't move. It then delicately, surprisingly so, ripped her bra off with his teeth. You saw his member, wet and humongous grow from his underside, hard. He...he planned to mate with her! You know this is your last chance.
