Fight Valiantly! (LEROY JENKINS!!!)

You steady your blade, watching your reflection and the light glide across in a shimmer, twisting it slightly. She may be strong and large, but you have bravery and energy. You look to Messy, a bit frightened by the sudden admiration of your own blade.

"Ok, lets show this sephent what real strength is." You try to get up from your crouch but she grabs your sword arm and pulls you back down to face her. She seems scared, but whether it is for you or herself is impossible to tell. "Messy, let go. I'm ganna do this, if you don't want to help just stay here and wait or maybe throw stuff at her. Don't worry, I'll be fine... Well, hopefully." She slowly lets go of your arm, still with fear in her face. You get up and brandish your blade as you walk through the hole and onto the cliff over the pit.

You only have a leaf and a sword to protect you but you are oddly skinned to being pumped, feeling ready to take on an army, adrenaline already running through you. She doesn't notice as you run to her, rounding the pit by what little floor still remains in the room above, sprinting on the edge with your sword held high and blind might in your heart. On a particularly long lick of the burrnet, the titan lamia turns and notices you, charging with lightning speed. You make it right to the edge of the hole and leap with the blade in both hands, soring with it drawn back over your head. For some reason, you're compelled to shout out the name of a man you do not know or have even met. You yell at the top of your lunges "LE... ROY... JENKIIIINNS!!!!" as your sword slams down and impales her right shoulder, letting you hang from the handle, finally feeling as if you are the sword swinging adventurer you've dreamt of being.

She gives a slight jerk in pain and yells a curse to the ceiling as she lets go of the brunette's left leg to grip the sting. She grabs you instead and flings you off, not expecting anything besides a wound. You fly without your sword as you hit against a dirt wall and fall into the black stew below. Your heroic moment passes in the realization that you're now in the bottom of the pit with no weapon. You feel hurt, maybe a cracked ribs or a bruised liver, but nothing life threatening as you get to your feet, holding your upper right arm in pain. You too toss a curse and try to wipe away the gunk from your head as something clamps around your upper body and lifts you into the air, restraining your arms in a vice grip. You can see Messy, cowering in horror on the side lines, stacking a few large stones and pillers against the wall. She climbs up to a hole and crawls away, sliding inside and leaving you to what comes next. You feel a bit betrayed, although she is just a mud slime, still you expected more from her given the measure of intelligence she seems to possess.

You are brought face to face with the titan lamia by her hand while the brunette sits on a cliff, involuntarily fingering herself and trying to stop. The titan lamia's voice is almost a soft thunder as she speaks. She holds up your sword in her other hand as a bit of blood drips down her right shoulder. "I believe this is yours." She then throws it to the wall and it stabs into the stone, remaining there. "You are a peculiar one of your kind." She pokes you in the stomach, making you kick as a reflex and nearly getting you to hurl. She doesn't seem bothered.

"Not many have such nerve to charge against me alone and with such little protection. And the name you screamed of, why scream that name in particular? So strange and foolish, yet interesting and admirable." You struggle in her grip with no effect as she continues on, growing a small smile. "A person to fight against me with such bravery, such courage, such valor... And from a human, of all races. One of very little that I can bare children for. So few have attempted and not a single one have every landed a successful blow. Be it your luck or skill is to no relevance. If you have come for a suicide mission you will not find **** from me, but I will show you heaven. HAHAHAHAHA. Best not to waist a rare catch like you... I know you will enjoy this as much as I will."

Before you can respond, she opens her mouth and leans in, jamming a long but very thin fang into your left shoulder as a chilled liquid flows into your vains. She retracts and raises a part of her tail to a lump in front of her lap as she lays you on top of her scaly skin. The cool liquid introduced to your blood courses quickly through your vains, heating to your temp as it goes. You feel... Aroused. For some reason, you just feel so aroused. Your cock begins to grow under the leaf, pushing it as you clasp with both hands and try to keep it on. She watches as your cock gets too big and breaks past the green vail. It continues growing in length and makes you grab the base, trying to stop it somehow but only getting you to groan. She watches you with a smirk while you squirm on her flesh, trying to deal with your growing cock. It finally stops and your able to stand but barely. It weights you down while hanging past your knees in 16 inches of sensitive meat. You feel jolts of energy pulse from your cock and through your body. You feel it bring you down and let your dick lay on her tail as you suddenly feel your dick fill with cum, eager to burst but still needing that little push. It is a building need that races from your the base to the tip, forcing your hands to the shaft to rub as it increases in size. You can't stop yourself, you just rub yourself longer as you come to a complete length of over 22 inches with a large girth, well past human limits, precum dribbling down from the head like a waterfall. You barely manage to question her act as euphoria fills your body. "What... W-what have yOOOOU d.... Done to me?" She looks at you with her gaze locked to the new monster between your legs. "You didn't expect me to fuck a warrior with a normal cock did you? Don't get me wrong, you've demimstraighted your valor, but taking any normal man within me is like throwing a sausage down a hallway. Thankfully, my mothers left me with a natural remedy to... 'help men adapt' to our size. Now it should be just long enough for us to properly enjoy each other."

You can't keep your hands off yourself. They work with your body to make you try and alleviate the want. But it all seems to do nothing positive, just tricking you into exacerbating the problem, allowing it to grow faster. There is no relief your hands can provide though, still so sensitive and weak to any stimuli after quite a bit of masturbation. She watches you in your desperation, amused but still feeling guilty. "Aww, don't fret warrior, you will return to a suitable size, but you will always be this long when you feel the need to fuck. You can never eliminate the lust on your own, but with help from someone, say me in this instance, you will feel a mind blowing orgasmic release beyond your words. This is a gift my honorable friend, and it will never leave you, not even after ****. Now, how about I help you deal with your new weapon of pleasure? But you must confirm your consent before I can assist."

You can't do much. You are trapped in frustration, rubbing your cock in futile attempts of release, only making it much worse and screaming for attention. You need to cum, and yet she is asking for your permission to help you reach orgasm. You don't know what to do. You have to get release, but staying here any longer may not be a good idea. The lady above is still changing as the titan does this to you and you don't know how long the titan may keep you. Maybe forever. You could approve and let her take you, but would it be worth it?