You've gotta check out the Naga giantess action, go straight to Tier 4 and check it out (look for Medusa Chapter 13), excerpt below here for you to enjoy:

The King and his consort, Arya, fled through the Palace with an urgency beyond any other. 
 
Their vanguard of soldiers barrelled poor unsuspecting subjects out of the way, smashing through people and maiming and injuring many. 
 
They ran through the double doors of the great banqueting hall. This vast room had a ceiling even taller than the throne room; it was like a cathedral. 
 
They ran across the great hall, noting in passing that a number of valuable articles from the dining tables were missing. 
 
Some servants in the corner dropped some stolen articles, leaving them to clink and shatter on the floor and fled. 
 
One might have assumed it was the King's wrath that they were scared of, but no, they had seen something much more terrifying emerging from the huge double doors of the great banqueting Hall. 
 
A giant woman in battle armour appeared in the doorway. She was beautiful but there was a look of lustful malice on her face. 
 
“It's Medusa!” One person cried in terror. 
 
“It's the snake witch!” Another cried. 
 
“Snake witch?” Medusa boomed mightily. Her eyes flashed with anger. “You want snake witch? I'll give you snake witch,” and the bottom portion of her body, from beneath her belly button, transformed into green scales, a long smooth scaly abdomen which extended down to her feet. Her legs seemed to merge together and instead of her legs and feet it was a long snake-like tail. 
 
“Here I am,” she hissed angrily, a forked tongue seemed to project from her mouth and she slithered through the doorway, her tail slithered this way and that and manoeuvred her giant inside the great hall, her giantess body reared up on its giant tail, she looked down upon the terrified group of soldiers and the King. 
 
She appeared in the form of a giant Naga, half human and half serpent. 
 
Her towering form continued to rise above them, she was far bigger than any living thing that they had ever seen before. 
 
“I told you,” the king panted. “She's a demon from Hell!” 
 
The King and his retinue continued to flee across the banqueting Hall, until a large dining table tumbled through the air and slammed to the ground in front of the far door, temporarily sealing off their exit. 
 
The giantess reared up, eyeing up the cluster of soldiers, the trembling king and his consort. 
 
The soldiers raised their weapons and shields in defence, sallying forth around their king. They were stupid but brave, Medusa had to give them that. 
 
They formed a rudimentary shield wall, Medusa grinned wickedly from the other side of the great hall, licking her lips hungrily, she slithered towards them. Her giant body swayed as she approached, the sound of her tail slithering was like hearing sandpaper scraping across stone. 
 
“Don't insult me,” Medusa approached the armed men, who were tiny compared to her. 
 
She towered above them, her hands placed on her hips, looking down over her enormous breasts. 
 
He golden hair billowed around her face. 
 
As they watched her giant beautiful form, their mouths agape, her snakelike tail slid around the back of the squadron, encircling them. 
 
Captain Bortous realised too late. 
 
“All around defence,” he cried out. 
 
“No, too late, she's got us!” The King cried out. “Attack her, kill the beast. I promise land and money for anyone who bests this wicked creature!” He promised with cowardice dripping through his voice. 
 
“Hmm,” Medusa licked her lips again as she swayed left and right, like a python planning it's next strike. “What shall I go for first?” She asked rhetorically. 
 
She lowered her face down and allowed her forked tongue to flick across the face of the nearest soldier. 
 
He shrieked out in shock and tried to swipe at her tongue with his sword; but she was too quick for him. So unexpected it was to have a giant snakelike tongue lashing out from the beautiful female face and licking across his own. 
 
She seemed to shiver with delight at the taste of him and then she lunged forwards and her mouth closed down around his body and she lifted his wriggling body up into the air. 
 
“Throw your spears men!” The Captain ordered. A score of spears flew through the air, towards the thick scaly body beneath her bellybutton. But the spear tips bounced off the scaly body, deflected by them. 
 
“Shit!” The Captain grumbled. 
 
Medusa tilted her head back, lifting the screaming solder in her mouth and widening her jaw. She allowed his screaming body to slide into her mouth and swallowed him whole, with a big gulp he was gone. 
 
She leered down at the soldiers who shook in terror. 
 
She reached down with a huge arm and plucked another soldier up into the air. He swung at her fingers with his sword, desperately trying to stab at her. But, with no effort at all, she flicked the sword away with her other hand and tossed him, pinwheeling, inside her mouth. 
 
Her mouth snapped shut, sealing his screaming body inside. 
 
The other soldiers charged in all directions, attempting to strike at her scaly tail, it was all they could reach at their height compared to her giant form. 
 
A few of them attempted to climb up her tail, using the scales as a ladder. 
 
Medusa's tail swiped violently, uncoiling and coiling even tighter, constricting them and narrowing the circle within which they could manoeuvre. 
 
Her eyes glowed bright golden and she shrank numerous soldiers down even smaller. Her tail undulated and slammed down, crushing some of the other soldiers with a wet splat against the stone floor. 
 
A helmet rolled away from a crushed body. 
 
Arya and the King stared in horror at the massacre around them. 
 
Medusa seemed invincible. Her scales were impenetrable, swords just danced off them with the occasional spurt of sparks.
 
Arya looked down in shock at a tiny soldier who was running towards her. She didn't know what to do. 
 
He collapsed at her bare foot on a sandal, and begged her to help him. 
 
The King reached forwards and slammed his own sandal down on top of the tiny soldier. 
 
“Pitiful fool!” He grunted, eliciting shock from Arya, at his ruthlessness. 
 
Medusa's giant hands swooped down and snatched up a handful of shrunken soldiers.