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How to Ride a Tikbalang Ch. 13

by SkinandSin on Mar 25, 2019
NonHuman

Emilio paced the hall of the abandoned old plantation house he'd occupied at the periphery of the Mt. Biak na Bato National Park. Caves and thick forests still abounded here, and the canopy thickened to blanket the interior of the forested area almost to night-dark, even at midday. His bait was wriggling, trapped in strong cocoons of liana vines that hung f...

How to Ride a Tikbalang Ch. 04

by SkinandSin on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Well, I finally got this chapter done as I wanted it to come out. Twenty-third is the charm in this case. I do hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I liked writing it, OC tendendies aside. The best things are often difficult to obtain, and so was it with this chapter. Yes, the Diwata is hot in more ways than the obvious, at least in my version of...

How to Tame Your Tikbalang Ch. 14

by SkinandSin on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

As promised, here is the final chapter of How to Tame Your Tikbalang. I truly enjoyed writing this story and am a bit sad to see it end, but, like all good things, it has to come to a close. Thank you so much for bearing with the long intervals between chapters and for reading my story. Thank you for taking joy in my native lore and for being with me on th...

How to Ride a Tikbalang Ch. 14

by SkinandSin on Apr 24, 2019
NonHuman

The three lovers were lying entwined with each other on the bed in Urduja's cave, answering each other's snores when it happened: Something was burrowing from the cave entrance, heading straight for the foot of the bed. The scratching, digging sounds woke Jinx first and she sat up, her eyes intent on the undulations of soil being displaced as the burrower p...

How to Ride a Tikbalang Ch. 16

by SkinandSin on May 7, 2019
NonHuman

A/N: This is the last chapter of How to Ride a Tikbalang. Thank you very much for reading it. Extra special thanks go to those who vote for it and favorite it. It has been quite the ride. I've added a glossary to the end of this chapter, so you can use that to check any terms I used throughout the entire story from Chapter 1 that may be unfamiliar to you....

How to Tame Your Tikbalang Ch. 10

by SkinandSin on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Buhawi and Tala wandered off to another clearing that, obviously, served as a kitchen of sorts, though not one Tala understood at all (not that she understood kitchens, really). A stump wider than her girth and Buhawi's combined made a counter-cum-butcher's chopping block and four clay wood stoves stood in a straight line along the flattened top of a massi...

Wet Jersey Sweater: Real Life

by Drago_777 on Aug 31, 2017
Group Sex

Hey—I am not a saint, but if a woman had sex with me, I would keep my mouth shut for many reasons: from pragmatic and selfish such as not to tarnish my reputation and not to spread rumors about myself, or because if I talk I would possibly get divorced, or because if I talk she would not continue to have sex with me; to religious reasons such that a person s...

How to Tame Your Tikbalang Ch. 04

by SkinandSin on Sep 11, 2017
NonHuman

Chapter 4, for your pleasure, dear readers. :) There isn't as much sexual congress in this chapter, but that is because the story needs more history to it for you to appreciate what underpins it. Chapter 5, I promise, will have more sex as the story moves forward. Enjoy! ***** Buhawi stopped mid-stroke, a sudden constriction of his windpipe and loss of a...

Trapped on Novas Ch. 07

by slavemalcom on Dec 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Cronus seemed to have bought into Nicole's plan, for now. After being released from the whipping bench Nicole sighed as her arms were freed from the back of her neck. Stretching each arm she looked over at Cronus who was watching her intently. "Just remember slut, if I feel you are not upholding your end of this agreement you'll not like what happens. Obey...

How to Tame Your Tikbalang Ch. 02

by SkinandSin on Sep 11, 2017
NonHuman

Double-shift over, Tala made it as far as her couch before collapsing in a tired heap of cloth and flesh. But just as she was about to drop off into la-la land, she felt something hard, a corner of sorts, digging into the middle of her back. That book. She hadn't put it away and it lay just where she'd left it. Grunting in a most unladylike manner (her moth...