One day on the Isle of Titan you find yourself waking up as the most loyal servant of the queen of giants Titania, though when you stand on the arm of her throne you see her breathing is heavy and her face is blushing, it is known that giants normally get horny in the fall, and the temperature has started to fall

"Haah~. Haah~. Servant, what's the date?"

she looks over to you with her mesmerizing Sapphire eyes, the shimmering of her golden clothes is nearly hypnotic

"Hngh~. Aaah~. Oh~ dear...it's feeling rather...strong...this one." She moans as you chant your spell into her ear. Her body tenses up for several moments as she transforms before your very eyes, growing to a towering eight feet tall with an imposing figure. The weight of her new form presses against you as she leans back, panting heavily from the exertion.

The sound of wet, warm fluid splattering against the floor reaches your ears as her immense breasts begin to leak copious amounts of clear, fragrant liquid. "Mmmmph...I-is this...supposed to feel like...this?" She stammers through a lust-filled haze, not yet fully aware of what has happened or why she feels so overwhelmingly aroused.

She looks down at her now oversized breasts with a mixture of surprise and desire. Milk seeps out of her erect nipples, dripping onto the throne room floor between her legs. Her gaze drifts lower, taking in the sight of her own body, now even more imposing than usual. "Ohhh..." she whispers huskily, a shiver running down her spine.

Her fingers trace light circles around her engorged nipples, eliciting tiny moans from deep within her throat. "Such a...wondrous sensation..." she murmurs, lost in the waves of pleasure coursing through her newly godlike form. As she continues to touch herself, the milk flow increases, cascading down her breasts and pooling on the floor beneath them.

You move behind her throne, kneeling on the soft cushion as you reach forward to cup one of her massive breasts in your hands. The warm, soft flesh overflows into your palm, threatening to spill past the edge, but she seems not to mind as she moans appreciatively, arching her back further. Her other hand slides up over your head, tangling itself in your hair as she uses it to guide your movements.

"Yes...just like that..." She purrs, her voice low and seductive. You continue to stroke her breast, squeezing gently at times before releasing again, feeling the firm yet yielding flesh give beneath your touch. With every stroke, more milk erupts from her nipple, coating your skin and dribbling down her chest.

Her free hand moves lower now, brushing against the bulge in your pants. "And what about this...?" She teases, giving your growing erection a gentle tug. You cry out at the sensation, arching your back in response. Without warning, she releases you, letting her hand fall away. "Or do you want me to finish myself?"

"No!" You cry out, grabbing her wrist before she can pull away. "Please don't stop." Your eyes lock onto hers in the mirror, pleading with her for release.

She smiles, her lips curving into a wicked grin. "Very well," she says huskily, leaning forward until their is barely an inch between your bodies. Her breasts press heavily against your chest as she wraps one arm around you, holding you close. With her other hand still trapped in your hair, she uses it to stroke your cheek, guiding your face towards her swollen nipple. "Suckle on me."

You open your mouth, taking her nipple deep inside and sucking hard, feeling it grow even firmer in your mouth. Around you, she moans loudly, her hips beginning to rock rhythmically against yours as pleasure washes over her. "Yes..." she breathes raggedly, fingers tightening in your hair as she encourages you to draw more from her breast.

As you continue to pleasure her, her milk flows faster now, filling your mouth with its sweet, warm nectar. Your own arousal spikes higher and higher, building towards a release that you know will be powerful beyond measure. But for now, all you can focus on is giving this goddess what she desires most...

You feel her body tense beneath your hands and lips as the peak of her climax approaches. Her breath comes out in sharp gasps, muffled against your shoulder as she tries to stifle the sounds of ecstasy erupting from her throat. With one powerful thrust, she comes, her orgasm rocking through her like a wave, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of your being.

Her back arches impossibly far as she cries out, milk spurting out of her engorged nipple and coating your face in a warm shower. You feel a searing heat build deep within you as well, and just as she begins to subside, you clutch at her breast, spraying your hot cum across her chest and neck.

Her body trembles once more as she catches her breath, her eyes closed in blissful contentment. "Mmmmh..." she moans, licking at the remnants of your seed on her skin. "That...was wonderful." She purrs, leaning forward to press a tender kiss against your forehead. "Now let us get some rest, shall we?"