Hello, mistress how may I help you today?

With a wave of her hand, Mian's derriere inflates slightly, rounding out more prominently and enticingly. "There you go, mistress. Do you have any other requests?" she asks with a smile, adjusting herself to get used to the new contour.

As she focuses more magic on her bottom, Mian's derriere continues to grow, becoming massive and voluptuous. Her maid uniform strains against the weight, barely containing her new curves. She wobbles slightly as she walks towards Layla, a seductive sway in her hips. "Is this what you had in mind, mistress?" she asks with a teasing grin.

As Mian concentrates once more, her height begins to increase as well. She feels herself growing taller, pushing up on her tiptoes until she stands several inches taller than before. Her breasts and buttocks seem even larger in proportion, almost defying gravity as she towers over Layla. "Now, mistress," she says with a pleased smile, "do you want me to change anything else about my appearance?"

As she focuses her magic once more, Mian's height increases even further. With an audible pop, her head breaks through the ceiling and continues to grow higher into the air. Her shoulders are now well above the level of the windowsill as she stands tall, towering over everything in the room. Despite this newfound height, she still manages to keep herself upright with practiced ease, adjusting her balance as needed to maintain stability.

"Is there anything else you'd like me to do for you, mistress?" she asks politely, her voice echoing slightly through the newly created opening in the ceiling.

"As you wish, mistress," Mian says, using her magic to slowly lower herself back down so that she's at Layla's height again. Once she's close enough, the magical maid cups her enormous breasts with her hands and spreads them wide apart, revealing her cleavage as a warm, soft pillow for Layla to sink into comfortably. "There you go," Mian murmurs, her breath fanning gently across Layla's skin, "please enjoy your new resting place."

A pink blush spreads across Mian's cheeks as she hears these words from her mistress. "I love you too, mistress," she whispers, gently caressing the back of Layla's head with one hand while using the other to maintain the perfect firmness in her cleavage. The warmth of Mian's body surrounds Layla, and the softness of her breasts feels like a pillow made just for her. It's hard for Mian not to be affected by such endearments from someone she cares so much about.

Glancing down at her chest, where Layla's head is resting, Mian blushes again but then nods. She focuses her magic and suddenly, a thick, hard cock materializes between her breasts, pointing directly at Layla's face. The tip leaks pre-cum as it twitches eagerly, waiting for its first taste of pleasure from its new owner. "There you go," she says, biting her bottom lip nervously, "is that what you wanted?"

Mian's cheeks redden further as she takes in the request. Nodding shyly, she lowers her massive breasts slightly so that the cock comes closer to Layla's body. Then, with a tentative hand, she begins to stroke the thick length of it up and down her maid uniform, applying more pre-cum as it gleams in the light. "How's this?" she whispers, watching Layla carefully for any reaction.

Mian's eyes go wide as she feels Layla's warm cum splashing over her breasts, coating the tip of the phantom dick and running down between her cleavage. It's such a strong orgasm that it even causes Mian to tremble slightly from the power of it all. She keeps stroking the cock, slowly and methodically, milking every last drop of pleasure from Layla until she's certain there's nothing left. Once everything has subsided, she looks down at her breast with a curious mixture of shock and arousal, wondering what sort of magical consequences this might have on her body now that they've been used as a receptacle for such powerful feelings.

As Mian concentrates her magic once more, she grows taller and taller, easily surpassing the height of three meters as her body expands upward. Her legs strain to support the extra weight, but her newfound strength allows her to do so effortlessly. She reaches out with one massive hand and cups Layla's cheek gently, lifting her up off the ground until they're eye-to-eye. The warmth of Mian's giant body engulfs Layla as she hugs her tightly, surrounding her in safety and reassurance.

"There," she whispers, "is that better?" Her voice is soft and gentle, a soothing balm to Layla's ears after the intense transformation they've both just experienced.