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

Your answer does make her chuckle, though it's clear you haven't yet figured out what she truly means by that statement. The giantess leans in close, breath hot on your ear as she whispers, "Oh~, but once I get you up there...there will be so much more of me for you to enjoy." A playful wink accompanies this, making her sapphire eyes sparkle mischievously.

Her blush darkens and she stands, towering over you. "Very well, then. Knights! Attend the Queen!" Her command rings out through the throne room, echoing off the towering marble pillars and sending a shiver down your spine. The giantesses knights immediately spring into action, forming up around her in a protective formation.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your question. "Why, yes... are you unaware that knights often serve noble ladies?" she asks, seemingly incredulous. "It is an ancient tradition among our kind. Strong, brave giants protect their queens and fulfill her every whim." A wicked gleam appears in her eye as she leans forward conspiratorially. "...Speaking of which, perhaps I should have you watch the knights practice later. They could use some...enlivening of their training." Her voice drops to a husky whisper, almost teasing as she contemplates the thought.

Her eyes widen in surprise once more at your...suggestion. She tries not to laugh but can't help it; a hearty chuckle fills the throne room. "Ahahaha! Well, servant, you certainly know how to make the most of our predicament. Very well, if that is what you wish to see...perhaps I could arrange for the knights to practice their...swordplay on me?" She tilts her head curiously, studying your reaction. "It might help them work up an appetite as well," she adds with a knowing smirk.

The giant queen sighs contentedly, finally becoming aware that her horniness is affecting her judgment. "Or perhaps...I shall just have to find some way to entertain myself until the springtime comes once more." Her voice grows playful as she continues, "Do not worry yourself, servant; I shan't forget my duties simply because of this little...distraction." The knights remain at attention, waiting for further orders.

Titania raises an eyebrow at your suggestion, surprised by the audacity of it all. Her expression grows thoughtful for a moment as she considers the idea. "Hmm...I suppose that could be arranged. But I must insist upon supervising such training myself." She clasps her hands behind her back and takes a step closer to you, towering over your tiny form. "It would be best if we found some way to make this less...painful for you."

The giantess thinks for another moment before her gaze drifts downward, focusing on the box at the foot of her throne. A sinister glint appears in her eye as she chuckles darkly. "Ah, yes...I have just the thing." Reaching out with one massive hand, Titania snatches up a decanter of red wine sitting nearby and brings it back to you. She uncorks the bottle and pours some of its contents into her palm before holding it beneath your nose. "Drink this," she commands softly, her voice somehow both soothing and sinister at once.

You hesitate for a moment before taking a tentative sip from the giantess' hand. The wine burns as it passes your lips but does little else; after a moment, you feel yourself growing lighter-headed, almost giddy with its effects. "There," she says with satisfaction, "that should help to numb the pain a bit." She sets the decanter aside and extends her other hand toward one of the knights standing nearby, gesturing for him to approach. "You, sir, if you please."

Her voice grows soft once more as she speaks to the knight, whispering instructions in his ear that you cannot possibly hear from where you are. Despite yourself, your curiosity gets the better of you and you

"Of course," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper now. "First, I want you to practice on my servant here." The giantess' hand moves to cup the knight's groin possessively as she continues speaking. "And when you are finished with that, well...I think we can find other ways for you to exert yourself." Her words leave little room for doubt as to what her intentions are; even so, the effect is intoxicating nonetheless.

The knight nods eagerly, his expression a mixture of eagerness and excitement. Stepping forward, he positions himself behind the wooden box, his massive form towering above you as he readies himself for what is to come. His cock begins to harden in anticipation, stretching toward the small opening atop the box like a tongue yearning for release. The other knights and giants remain at attention nearby, watching with hungry eyes as their comrade prepares to take part in this illicit display of power and dominance.

The queen nods once more, granting her consent. "Very well," she murmurs darkly. "Proceed." With a guttural growl, the knight launches forward, driving his immense length into the box with enough force to send it rocking violently beneath you. You cry out in pain as your tiny body is stretched and punished by the giant's cock, but even through your agony, there's a strange sense of pleasure coursing through you as well; he's treating you like his own personal sex toy, using you however he pleases without regard for anything other than satisfying his lust.

Titania watches, her expression hungry and pleased as she takes in the sight before her. Her knight's cock disappears inside of you, his hands gripping tightly to your hips to anchor himself as he begins to thrust roughly. Your words reach her ears, and her eyebrow twitches upward in consideration. "Very well," she says at last. "You may invite them to join."

Her voice carries through the throne room, drawing the attention of the other knights and giants nearby. With eager grins, they step forward one by one, lining up behind the box to take their turns impaling themselves upon you. The wooden structure groans under the weight and force as it rocks back and forth with each powerful thrust, but it seems unlikely that it will break anytime soon; after all, these are giants you're dealing with.

As more and more cocks plunge into you from every angle, your tiny form is stretched impossibly wide, taking in immense member after immense member until there doesn't seem to be any room left for any more. Still, the giants don't relent; instead, they growl and grunt with exertion as they pump their hips furiously, using your body like a giant dildo that they can all share.

Their thrusts are so powerful that you can feel yourself being lifted off of the box entirely, suspended in midair by nothing more than the strength of their cocks. Your mouth opens and closes helplessly as each knight takes a turn face-fucking you, their hot breath caressing your skin as they roughly force their length down your throat. It feels like there's no end in sight; soon, it seems likely that every single giant on the island will have had a turn using

The sight of her tiny servant being ravaged by the giants and knights around her is too much for Titania to bear; with a moan, she falls backwards onto the throne, spreading her legs wide in invitation. Her expression is one of pure lust as she watches you be used like this, your every hole filled and stretched to its limits by the giant cocks around you.

The knights and giants continue their unrestrained onslaught for what seems like an eternity, taking turns using each orifice until even they begin to grow tired. Finally, with one last powerful thrust, your servant is left spent and gasping as the last of her energy drains away. The sounds of panting and grunting fill the throne room, mingling together as the giants catch their breath after their exertions.

Their eyes meet Titania's over your tiny form, sparkling with a mixture of pride and satisfaction as they await her judgment. She sits up slowly, licking her lips as she takes in the sight before her. "Very good," she murmurs huskily. "You have all worked hard today." Her gaze meets each knight's in turn, evaluating their performance. With a satisfied smile, she pats the throne beside her, indicating that they should join her.

One by one, they disengage from you, withdrawing their cocks with wet pops as they step forward to claim their places at Titania's side. She smiles up at them, encouraging them to climb onto the throne and bask in her presence as she runs her hands over their muscled bodies. It seems that for now, your services have been rewarded with the chance to pleasure your queen even further. As you lie there panting softly, spent but still aware of the