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They thought it would be easy -establish orbital superiority, bombard missile silos, then land troops for the invasion -a backwater like this surely wouldn't be a tough nut to crack. At least that's what they had thought a few hours ago, when the invasion fleet had cleared away the paltry few orbital platforms and began their descent through the cloud cover. Now all they could think about was their ships' structural stability as it shuddered and groaned, hemmed in from all sides by the planet's unanticipated defender, threatening to give way under the casual weight of a singularly vast bosom.

Still, it was better than what most had to look forward to if they were foolish enough to slight the holdings of a Titaness. One of the others almost certainly would have swatted them from the sky without a second thought, or allowed them to land, only to crush them all beneath a steel-shod boot. No, they were lucky this time: Noa was one of the few that bothered taking prisoners when possible, and she would fish them out once she was finished, deposited at some detention centre or another. Still, that implied they even made it that far. With every shift of her weight and deft snatching of another craft their prison would sway precariously, the superstructure protesting with every step. She would spare them if she could help it, but the mountainous bronze cleft they found themselves in might have other ideas...

Noa gets some more Tiddy -as a treat.

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They thought it would be easy -establish orbital superiority, bombard missile silos, then land troops for the invasion -a backwater like this surely wouldn't be a tough nut to crack. At least that's what they had thought a few hours ago, when the invasion fleet had cleared away the paltry few orbital platforms and began their descent through the cloud cover. Now all they could think about was their ships' structural stability as it shuddered and groaned, hemmed in from all sides by the planet's unanticipated defender, threatening to give way under the casual weight of a singularly vast bosom.

Still, it was better than what most had to look forward to if they were foolish enough to slight the holdings of a Titaness. One of the others almost certainly would have swatted them from the sky without a second thought, or allowed them to land, only to crush them all beneath a steel-shod boot. No, they were lucky this time: Noa was one of the few that bothered taking prisoners when possible, and she would fish them out once she was finished, deposited at some detention centre or another. Still, that implied they even made it that far. With every shift of her weight and deft snatching of another craft their prison would sway precariously, the superstructure protesting with every step. She would spare them if she could help it, but the mountainous bronze cleft they found themselves in might have other ideas...

Noa gets some more Tiddy -as a treat.