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The outside world—Tik Tik had never once set foot out here, though the light of the sun is not unknown to her, thanks to the Queen's insistence for sunlight. Even though she was told this time, what they called “twilight," is the waning hours of sunlight, the brightness dazzles the poor reptilian girl. Tik Tik pulls her hood up over her eyes, hissing as she stumbles back towards the darkness of her cavernous home.

“How does anything live up here?" she shouts to no one. She takes her book and places it over her hood, further providing herself with a sun shield. “If I can't see anything during half of the day, what good is traveling in the upworld!?"

So, for the next few hours, Tik Tik stands at the mouth of the cave, frozen like a statue. Aside from the persistent light, her senses are buffeted by a panoply of new experiences. The heat from the sun warms her cloth and tickles her scales, the birdsong fades away, leaving her with a tantalizing chorus of beautiful chirping, and the fesh scent of trees is an alien aroma, stroking her nostrils like a beautiful lover. Everything here is so wondrous and new! But curse that sun for harming her so much. How is she going to enjoy all the sights of the upworld if she can't see a thing!

So she stands there, bobbing on her toes and humming a kobold tune, eagerly awaiting the end of the dreaded “daytime," when her ear picks up something—a soft shifting in the grass.

Tik Tik gasps and pulls her hood off of her. With a hiss, she holds her book over her brow to keep the sun from hitting her face. But she sees just enough to make out just what made the sound.

Towering over her tiny body is a green figure, its body rippling with muscle. Its long nose and jutted chin point almost comically out from its face, except for the sharp and jagged teeth that make up its smile. Its hair is wild and matted, and a shaggy covering of the curly stuff goes over its arms and chest. Down below, it wears nothing to conceal the massive member, big as a kobold and almost dragging to the ground as the creature hunches over her.

The monster's lips pull back even wider than before, the rancid smell of its breath filling her nostrils. Tik Tik steps back, covering up her mouth as she coughs.

It speaks to her, but in no language she can understand, and reaches out for her with a leer in its eye. What sort of monster is this upworlder? She had read that there are species that dwarf the dominant races, yet this thing was not the first kind she would hope to find on her journey. It would rightfully rip her in half! But, she knew she has to take care of herself somehow, even if she doesn't quite like the way this beast looks or smells and she has no idea what its saying. There is a universal language, and she's been learning that quite well.

Tik Tik dashes underneath of the monstrous manbeast, and it grunts in surprise, leaning forward with a grasping hand to get a glimpse at what she is doing. It gasps as her hands place on his flaccid member, lifting the sweaty thing up into her tiny hands. Its quite the feat, given the things weight, but the monster stops groping for her, and instead sits there, watching her, waitng with a curious glance.

Tik Tik looks back up to him, smiling slightly. At least with the shade this creature provides, she can at least see. Her palms brush up and down the warm member, slowly letting her scales tickle along the length. The beastman growls slightly, but soon slumps on the ground, sitting right in front of her, his length rising to life. Again, he says something, but the chuckle in his voice makes her believe that he is enjoying it, so she continues, sliding her palm up and down along the shaft.

And such a strange shaft it is, quite unlike Prakibak's or how she imagines a dragon would look. The tip is hidden under a sleeve of flesh instead of the whole thing resting in a sheathe. The head, as it emerges from this sleeve, is bulbous, almost like a mushroom. She seen such phalluses in her book, yet to see one up close and this large is another thing entirely.

She reaches for her cloak and tugs at it, looking up into the creature's eyes. “I want to take this off and keep it clean, okay?"

The monster man tilts his head, narrows his eyes, but then grunts. Whether he understands her or not, he doesn't seem keen to say, but she takes a step back from his impressive size and unhooks the green cloak. All the while, the green creature sits down on the ground, watching her with a keen eye.

She lays it aside, folding it nicely and then moves onto her shirt, pulling it off to expose her underbelly. After that, the footgear and the pants go next before she is soon as naked as he is. She licks along her maw and takes a deep breath before climbing up onto the thigh of the giant and then hopping onto his meat. She wraps her arms around it and sits upon the bed of his furry groin. But she soon wraps her own legs around the pole, sliding herself up along the shaft. She shudders, feeling the sweat and musk of the creature rub off onto her and goes back to other chapters in the text she looked over. They mentioned how potent the musk of other races could be to someone, but what attacks one individual can be quite different than what attracts another. She presses her snout up against the revealed skin and takes in a deep whiff.

Her head spins in the strong aroma and, soon, she actually falls back against the beings stomach, her body reeling. Perhaps the book should have warned her about the potency of such things. She can hardly even move with her stomach and her brain churning so wildly. She tries to bring herself back up, but the monster pushes himself up, causing her to fall down. But this doesn't last for long, either, as he scoops her up in one hand, holds her close to his chest, and stomps off into the ever-encroaching night…