X Centaurus Ch. 017

"Uhm, h-hi!" Said Rina," J-just p-passing by! Nothing to see here!"

"Rina, what are you doing? I know you were watching us."

Rina tapped her index fingers together. "I s-saw you were going to do healer things and-"

"And?"

"And I thought maybe I c-could be the n-nurse! Just once more, just once!"

Fey looked the lamia-turned-nurselamia up and down. she looked... very cute, if a little over-enthusiastic, Fey had to admit.

With the big eyes the lamia was giving her Fey found she couldn't resist that adorable interest in what Fey viewed as her raison d'être in life, it was flattering.

"...Fine... you can help me milk Flora."

"Yes! I mean, ahem, yes, we shall proceed to the diagnosis and formal treatment lady healer, our patient is in need and we shall administer induced lactation as best befitting our patient's comfort."

Fey gave Rina a bemused look as she slithered past her, the tip of her pink tail wagging enthusiastically. She followed in her wake as Flora managed to climb to her feet on the tabletop, her breasts still profusely leaking.

"Uhh, what is this?" Said Flora, "What are you doing here?"

"She's offered to help Flora, I, ah, couldn't say no."

"H-help?" said the gnome as a pink tail wiggled up on the table, the pink tip quickly slithering over to her. She glanced between the tail tip and the large lamia who looked down on her with slightly zealous eyes.

"Yes, my dear patient, I am here to help you."

"You... are?" said Flora nervously as the tail began winding up and around her body around and around, constricting her like a python, first her legs, then around her distended belly then up to her breasts. She let out a little whimper as the cool pink scales touched up against her sensitive breast flesh and tickled past her diamond stiff abused nipples.

"You just need to do a certain back and forth motion, d-do you know what I mean?" said Fey.

"Yes, I watched your demonstration lady healer, I think my tail will provide sufficient... pressure."

The tail, which had wound its way over the top and the bottom of Flora's breasts and held them between suddenly coiled inward, tightly constricting around the gnome until she let out a gasp.

"T-too tight! C-can't breathe!"

Then the tail pushed outward on one side, the coils above and below Flora's breasts squeezing them and rolling outward with a strength only a lamia possessed.

"AAIIIIEEEE!!!!!" screamed Flora as her breasts were dragged away from her chest and practically exploded with milk, in fact the streams of milk they produced were so forceful that milk sprayed across the room and up the canvas wall in a long loud spattering stream that just kept going and going and going.

The amount of milk the gnome was now producing with the lamia's much rougher treatment was truly astounding and Fey watched in wide-eyed shock as the lamia's coils slowly rolled backwards before ramming forward once more sending another explosive spray of milk across the room, forcing more and more form the gnome's nips which were standing from her chest stiff and erect and larger than ever before as they swelled with the stimulation.

"HNYYAAAA!!!!FUAAAAA!!GAAWWDD!!"

Again and again the lamia applied her treatment. Fey had to give Rina credit, she really did take her temporary job seriously. Flora tried to thrash and squirm as she suffered breast induced orgasm but it was utterly hopeless. The lamia held her fast, trapping her completely, locking her body immovably in place as her breasts were racked and abused, her fat milky teets put through an incredible amount of pressure, more and more milk being forced from her, coating the ground in white and leaving massive wall spanning stains across the canvas walls.

At last, after several dozen rolls of Rina's coils it was done, and the shifting scales could only produce but a dribble from Flora's nipples. Flora let out a whimpering groan from within the coils, her breasts reddened and sore from the rough treatment.

Rina let the gnome go and Flora promptly fell flat on her face on the tabletop. She groaned again, this time into the wood, her limbs limp at her sides.

"I feel like I've been pushed through a strainer, I'm all wrung out!" she mumbled.

Fey looked at the gnome, her breasts were certainly smaller but she had a feeling it wouldn't last, the amount of milk that had just come out of the gnome was genuinely astounding.

"Uhm if it makes you feel any better I doubt it will last very long, you might need to be milked daily Flor."

"Oh don't say that!" said Flora putting her hands over her head.

"Perhaps I was a little too thorough with the treatment," said Rina, a finger tapping her lip as she looked at the collapsed gnome.

"M-maybe, but you are a lot better at it than I am."

"You think so?" Said Rina, her voice rising in delight

"Yes, you have a real talent for, er, this."

The lamia turned on her, sparkly eyed.

"I- I had an idea, I didn't want to ask you so soon, but, but now I've got to!"

Fey blinked, taken aback by the lamia's sudden shift of focus.

"...what idea?"

Rina reached into the pocket of her too tight white tunic and pulled out... a leather bag, a well crafted leather bag, with tooled and dyed leather. Fey eyed it, unsure where this was going.

"This," said Rina, "is a Dimensional Bag."

"A Dimensional Bag? Oh, Ella has one of those, they are quite useful for carrying stuff."

"Yes, although very expensive and extremely difficult to get hold of, the waiting lists just for an appointment for a dimensional mage can be a decade long, the mages guild has a strangle hold on the damn things."

Fey blinked. "They're that rare? Wait, a decade?!"

"Yes, I assume the reason that your elf friend has one is partly due to her being an elf, decades of waiting time is rather less of an issue to an elf who can live centuries than to us mere short-spanners. That and for some reason the mage's guild has a real hard-on for elves. In any case this is one of my most prized possessions, and it isn't just any Dimensional Bag, it is a Preservation Dimensional Bag, it's special, different to other bags, whatever food stuffs you put inside of it stays the same as when it is put inside, forever.

"Wow, that's incredible!"

"Isn't it! Have you guessed what I want to use it for?"

"For... food?"

"No, I want to use it for Zal!"

Fey stared at her, uncomprehending.

"For her heat Fey, we gather some of your, uh, stuff inside of this and then when she is in heat she simply takes a small portion of what is inside this bag and puts it inside herself and ta-da! No more heat!"

Fey stared at her even harder.

"...You want to do what now?"

"I want to make an anti-heat bag Fey, and all I need is to give you some, uhm, treatment and fill it up. Simple! I'll just milk your thingy and collect the material produced in the bag, it will be easy!"

Feys lowered hips shifted and she swallowed uncomfortably.

"Uhm, I- I guess that makes sense?"

"She wants to use you as a cum bank Fey, you should definitely charge money for that," murmured Flora from where she lay, face still flat on the table.

"No! I'm not charging!, I'm not -it's not, it's f-fine, you can, m-milk me Rina, if it will help Zal with her heat, it's my job as a healer to help people if they are struggling and I can h-help with this."

"Excellent!" Said Rina, a ferocious look flaring to life in her eyes at Fey's agreement. She was beyond ready for this job.

"I- I'm r-ready f-for- eep!"

Fey squaked as a long scaly ping tale slithered up and around her body, whipping around her barrel and encoiling her in scales. Her cock throbbed in excitement, thudding as it bucked up against Rina, smearing a precummy wet stain acrosst he glossy pink scales. Then as the scales of the lamia rolled and coiled further, pressing up against her hardness, a cup of precum squirted forth splashing over her tail and pouring down onto the floor below.

"Hnn, R-rina!"

"Please Lady healer, call me nurse..." said Rina demurely her eyes half lidded as she sidled up to the centaur and for the third time in so many days coiled around her, their upper bodies pressing together, touching intimately close, the vast breasts of the two pressing up against each other through their clothing.

"N-nurse..."

The lamia's tail rolled over Fey's dick, coils slipping and squeezing past as the tip of the tail circled back around, the tip stroking along the length and touching up against her vascularity until it found the head where it circled her urethra, tickling up against it until Fey lost control and let out a whinny. A cup of precum sprayed over the tail tip engulfing it in fluid as her hooves lifted and stepped with the stimulation.

"N-nurse, it feels so good! Oh!"

Rina continued to apply pressure with her coils until she let out groan of frustration, her chest rising and falling with her heavy eager breaths.

"I- I need more, m-more, more of you," groaned the lamia as she moved her upper body down. Rina slipped downward, sliding along Fey's body, hanging from her using her coils until she was dangling below.

Supporting herself she snaked one hand down her body until she came to the V shape that defined the transition from her stomach to her scales and then a little below that where on the cream pale scales of the belly side of her tail there was a puffy mound swollen with her arousal. Already she could feel the heat of it and when she ran her fingertips over the pressured scale the scale suddenly parted at her touch revealing the lips of her swollen labia. A dozen rivulets of her juices ran down her scales as her private parts touched the air, her pink insides heavy with heat as her large thick nub of a clit pushed free from the scales and stood free and proud. As was suitable for her large body the lamia had a particularly large pussy, a match to her clit which was over an inch in girth.

"T-tail stimulation isn't enough for this job, I need a t-tighter milker," murmured Rina.

The lamia moved down until her pussy was aligned with the broad head of Fey's dick, her pussy practically pulsing with the need to be filled. She edged closer until the puffy mound was being pressed up against the head, squishing it down, her muff flattening out.

Fey for her part was startled at the feel of it, she had almost universally been with very small girls with small petite pussies so the feel of the thing touching up against her which was far more a true fit for her own massive size was very different. It felt good to be touching up something so large, so soft and giving and hot, that sunk in below her massiveness eager to slip over and engulf her, which it promptly did.

Fey gasped out as her dick slipped inside with little resistance, the lamia's cunt engulfing her in extreme heat, her heavy thick folds wrapping around her dick and squeezing down. It felt good, no it felt amazing, the lamia internal muscles were as powerful as the muscles that flexed her tail and the heavy weighty pressure she applied to Fey made the centaur lift her head and groan aloud.

Rina didn't stop and shifted herself down, eagerly pushing her pussy down Fey's length, gobbling the massive horse cock up, happy to take more and more of her into herself, and she did so with more ease than anything Fey had felt before, not even her medial ring slowed the lamia down, simply sliding past her entrance to be engulfed in the deep thick sleeve that was the lamia's insides.

Rina for her part bit her lip and ran her hand over her belly, feeling the soft cylindrical bulge that ran up from her pussy, up her abdomen to her ribs through her tunic. She almost wished she were smaller just so she could feel as Zal and Boze had, to be filled and penetrated oh so massively, still, it was an amazing feeling to be stretched this way, more than any male that she had ever come across, an intense stretching that filled her to her core.

She squirmed her hips and tail, twisting her self up the length, the delicious feeling of it scraping and rubbing at her insides causing her to murr with delight.

It took her a moment to remember she had a job to do. She had to milk this centaur dry dammit!

She began rippling her insides and pumping herself up and down, dragging her cunt over Fey's medial ring exposing the now slick with wet length back to the open air before dragging herself back down in long languid motions that drew desperate little noises from the centaur above.

Rina loved it, she loved making the centaur feel good, that was her doing that, stimulating the centaur in such a way, making her moan and mewl. Gods she loved it, she loved to give, she was a giver, she realised that now, she so desperately wanted to make Fey feel amazing, pulling and tugging the utmost pleasure she possibly could from the centaur.

"W-wait, Rina! Wait!"

Rina paused and looked up at the centaur above her.

"What is it? Do you want me to stop?"

"No, it's not that, its uhm, I'm going to c-cum, and the b-bag?

It took Rina a second to understand that she was talking about the Dimensional Bag.

"Oh, right"

She glanced down and realised that she had dropped the bag in her excitement. Looking around she spotted it lying on the ground aways away, unreachable.

The gnome was nearby, sitting on the tabletop still, her hand down her shorts, openly masturbating as she watched the two, she noticed Rina's gaze on her and raised an eyebrow barely slowing her hand's motion.

"You gonna give me a show or what girls?"

Rina pressed her lips together. She had become decidedly more used to having people watch her during sexual activities in the last few days but the gnome's taking advantage was a little much.

She nodded at the bag.

"I need the bag, could you fetch it for me."

Flora paused at that and glanced at the bag and then back at Rina. A strange look passed over her face before she slowly pulled her hand from her shorts.

"Sure, I can help. No problem..."

"Good. "

Rina turned back to the centaur, rolling her tail and hips, keeping Fey near the edge. When she turned back to look at the gnome she was standing over a duffel back, a drink of some kind pressed to her lips. As she watched she finished drinking the last of it down and wiped her lips with the back of her hand.

"What was that? what are you doing?"

"Oh just a drink, it's nothing, I was just thirsty, nothing at all."

"...R-right, the bag?"

Flora nodded and swooped over, the dimensional bag flying up into her hand as she passed.

"Move off and I'll put it at the tip, that way she can cum while inside of you, you want that right?"

Rina blinked, "yes that would be... nice."

She moved her body up and up until the last of Fey's cock slipped free from her meaty folds leaving her gaping until her cunt tightened up.

She couldn't see below her stomach due to everything being wrapped in pink coils but she could feel the gnome moving around beneath her, shifting around on her, then a gasping sound, even Fey gasped above her. She furrowed her brow, what was the gnome doing? Was there a problem putting the Dimensional Bag on Fey's tip?

It didn't matter, she wanted Fey back inside herself. She shifted her body down until she thudded into something, Fey's cock? It felt different somehow, had the bag really made the tip of Fey's dick that much larger?

Out of Rina's view, Flora hugged at the horse dick she was currently impaled on, her rounded belly bulging at the top as Fey's cock pressed through to the other side, a cylindrical bulge atop her pregnant belly, parting her reddened breasts. Gods how she had missed this. She licked her lips as she looked at the massive pussy bearing down on her head, the long slit practically streaming lubricant, so much lubricant, which was probably a good thing for what was about to happen.

The gnome's head crashed up against the lamia's lower lips instantly soaking through her hair and smearing it flat, juices spattering as the lamia's puffy folds squeezed down over Flora's head, running down over her face and getting in her eyes, streaming over her mouth. She licked her lips, the tangy taste tickling her taste buds, the double scent of Fey's incredibly masculine virulent musk and Rina's hormonal plentiful lubricant hitting her like a sledgehammer.

It was a good thing she liked it as she was about to get a lot more. The lamia continued to struggle, pressing down her cunt on Flora's head. Flora decided to help, she reached up and slipped her fingers into the lamia's pussy and slowly pulled it wider. With a yelp of surprise at the unknown foreign sensation the lamia's cunt yawned wide and slipped around the gnome's head engulfing her entirely in pussy, stretching her way past what she had been expecting, and far more than Fey had before, her eyes went wide as Flora's head scraped over her inner walls.

"Wha-what the fuck is that! Oh Moon! Oh my, OH!! AHH!! OHhhHhh!!!"

She didn't have room to say much more however before a small hand grabbed hold of her clit, fingers wrapping around it tight then jerking on it, furiously masturbating the lamia's nub like a small cock even as a small tongue felt around inside of her and began desperately licking at her walls.

"Hnn! n-nuuu!"

The lamia's tail constricted as she was suddenly unexpectedly stimulated and the pink tail squeezed in against Flora's belly, pressing down against it hard.

Fey yelped as for the second time she felt a sensation entirely new to her. The sensation of many small round hard objects inside Flora being pressed up against her dick, she had the distinct impression that they were egg shaped small round hard objects, in fact she felt with utmost instinctive certainty that the crowd of objects squeezing and rolling all around her cock inserted inside the gnome were in fact eggs. Flora's eggs. A remembered image of the door to that terrible dungeon came to mind, a picture of an egg engraved upon it, set in leafy laurels. Apparently she had been affected in yet another way she hadn't been aware of, her insemination of the gnome creating eggs of some kind rather than the calves a centaur normally produced.

"nnnnnhh! It-it can't be! Oh nonono!" wailed the centaur, slapping her hands to her glowing cheeks even as her lower hips bucked forward of their own accord thrusting up into the gnome and pushing apart her breasts with the column of flesh bulging from the top of her rounded belly.

"Oh yesyesyes!" wailed Rina as she was pushed to a peak by the gnome furiously masturbating her clit.

A gush of fem cum exploded around Flora's head as the pussy she was inserted into spasmed and twitched, the lamia's clit twitching so hard that it jerked free from the gnome's small hands as the lamia writhed and squealed in ecstasy, cumming for the first time while being with Fey. It was beyond anything she had imagined, she wanted more! She wanted to peak with Fey! Together as one!

She was readying to push herself downward when an invisible force grabbed hold of her hips and did it for her. She cried out as she was thrust back until her cunt slammed up against Flora's shoulders. The lamia gasped aloud as the pressure rapidly increased, forcing her down harder and harder and harder until with a wet schlorp! her pussy was stretched impossibly wide and thin and the gnome's shoulders slipped inside.

"AAIIIIIIIEEE!!!"

Screamed the lamia as her belly bulged outward this time far more than before, her fingers clawed at her tummy, feeling the moving mass of Flora inside of herself, completely confused about what was happening but also massively aroused, this, this was what Zal and Boze had felt she was sure, this feeling of being stretched to the limit and then some by massive penetration, her nerves going haywire.

SCHLORK! SPLAP! PLAPSTCH! SLRTCH!