Better Buckle Up

The hard floor of the church turned to sand. The air filled with the sounds of waves lapping and ocean birds. The sun shone on a tropical paradise around you. And basking in it above you, was so much more than you were ready for.

"Hello again pet."

Was she... BIGGER? The titan futa surely stood a foot taller than before, her massive tits bulged, their rich color glistening as they dripped with sweat. In fact her whole body glistened, her rippling, toned muscles flexed in the sun and sweat ran down her chisled stomach... Down over her massive, DEFINITELY bigger cock.

"Oh god no! Fuck WAIT! I'm not ready for this!"

"Hahaha! Woah there, take it easy there big guy." She chuckled, her eyes keenly eating you up, "My names Grise, we... never really got that far last time."

"Last time? Fuck you. I'm not dealing with any of this." You saw an opening, and took off running down the beach. You made it about 50m before out of thin air, a strange glowing figure appeared, kicking you hard in the balls. You crumpled, but before you hit the sand, the world shifted and you found yourself back at Grises feet, with the same insane sight as before. Only the pain didn't disappear.

Grise tutted, "I woulda tried to warn you, but you're surprisingly quick! You've been cursed little bud, until you complete Liliths trials, you're gonna be stuck in her rule book. And currently, I assume, every time you try to run from me, one of those conjured familiars is going to smack you in the nuts and send you right back to my feet."

Groaning, dread set in. "I- I cant-"

"Stop panicking, you'll survive. And stop trying to crawl away, come to the tavern, let's get a drink."