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Previously on Centaurus: Lily became a Witch Doctor and accidentally filled Boze with Fey's precum. The highly agitated harpy girl was then treated by healer Fey and her assistant Rina.

? Chapter 17:

Fey adjusted her hips uncomfortably, her balls had started to swell and become turgid again recently, too much time spent guarding and watching the caravan and not enough time spent emptying herself.

The inter-city caravan they were with was doing well, almost too well. After the incident with Boze the harpy they had turned in for the night and the following day had been uneventful, mostly spent standing around and watching for any monsters or bandits.

There had only been one incident. A herd of giant mushroom boars had stumbled upon the caravan as they journeyed. Large swine with mossy green fur and large fungi growing in shelved plates across their backs. The caravan's regular non-adventurer guards had jumped down, unslinging their weapons ready for a fight.

Then Ellaria had stepped forward and incinerated the pigs in a tornado-like conflagration of flame that had left the piggy herd as a dozen well cooked blackened shapes amongst a circle of blackened grass.

That had actually annoyed the regular guard of the caravan who had seen it as their jobs being impinged upon, although Fey secretly thought they were just upset at being upstaged by Ellaria's flashy magic.

There had been words, but it had been difficult for people to stay mad while the otterkin twins were running around handing plates of delicious perfectly cooked pork and mushroom to everyone.

Fey wiped her hands on a cloth, wiping away the grease and pulled the gift she intended to give to Ellaria from her blouse.

It was a metal box along with some wooden sticks, a mechanical fire lighter, a fascinating design that she had never seen anything like before. Fey had asked Rina that she be allowed to purchase one from the caravaneers after the incident with the harpy. Rina for her part seemed happy to allow it, in fact maybe a little too happy, the lamia had pressed one of the fire lighters into Fey's hands and demanded she take it for free.

Fey wondered what that lamia was thinking, she seemed to be more and more interested in Fey as the days went by, to the point she was regularly catching the lamia snatching glances at her, often glances at her lower horsey half more often than not.

In any case she had more important things to deal with, primarily fixing whatever had sent Ellaria into a spiralling bad mood. The elf hadn't even said a word after roasting the boars, simply stalking away leaving the band to deal with the aftermath. In Fey's opinion Ellaria was not happy, not in the slightest. Fey intended to change that, she was their band captain after all and it was important that she was happy.

She found Ellaria around the back of one of the tents the caravanners had put up after their long day's journey, near the edge of the forest in the clearing they had put down for the night in. The elf was sitting cross-legged in the grass examining her hands, curling and uncurling her fingers. She startled as Fey arrived and jumped to her feet, ready to run off into the woods.

"Wait!" said fey.

Ellaria paused. "What do you want?"

"I- I just want to know what's wrong Ella, did something happen, did we do something wrong?"

Ellaria stared at the innocent looking centaur.

Then she put a hand on her hip and pulled down her leather trousers on one side, revealing her lace panties and her bare thigh.

Fey's brow rose as the elf exposed herself. Ellaria's perfect skin practically glowed with vitality.

"Erm?"

"Look, look at it!"

"Your... thigh?"

Ellaria laughed sardonically. "I had a birthmark Fey, a birthmark in the shape of a heart."

Fey blinked, a slow understanding of what exactly had happened dawning on her.

"You did something, when that weird hobgoblin attacked us, you did something and now, and now-"

"Yes, I did do something..." said Fey so quietly it could barely be heard.

"I'm different Fey! There's not a single mark on my entire body! Not the cuts from when I was a child, not a mole, nothing!"

"I- I had to do it, it was the only way!"

"I used to get headaches Fey, little headaches every day, now I wake up in the morning and I feel fucking great! Don't you know what that means?"

"No?"

"Something in my head has been changed! I'm not me any more!"

"No! You are you! I promise!

Ellaria shook her head. "I looked in a mirror, I'm fucking beatiful Fey, I was the least pretty one in my family, I never cared for that stuff, I am an adventurer, looks don't matter, but now I look like some kind of pretty princess! I'm the best looking elf I've ever seen! That's not me! I'm not so godsdamned pretty! I burn things alive and kick monsters asses! I'm not some pampered pretty fucking high society elf noble!"

"It was the only way... you... you almost died Ella..."

Ellaria stared at her, not understanding.

"When that goblin got you, it, it was bad, beyond bad, you were... broken, all of you was broken, you, in every way that is practical were dead Ella, your soul was barely there. I- I had to do something extreme to bring you back, I had to use my Limit Break, it was the last resort."

"...You leveled up enough to get a Limit Break?"

Fey nodded glumly.

"I didn't know it would do all that too! I'm sorry Ella, it needed to be a healing spell more powerful than anything I had ever done before, you were barely there, your body was cold and- and-"

Fey's lip trembled as she spoke and her throat tightened making it difficult to speak.

"Oh stop being such a twat El," said Flora appearing around the tent.

The gnome looked significantly better than yesterday, her dark ringed eyes were no longer dark or ringed and she looked relatively fresh, perhaps even a little radiant, her skin slightly flushed, although that wasn't that surprising considering how the shortstack gnome's breasts were constantly leaking these days, a constant damp patch on her blouse.

Her breasts did seem a little larger than the day before, which was expected considering how much milk the gnome was producing, what was more surprising was that her belly had increased in size slightly despite her not having been fucked by Fey recently.

She had regained a lot of her magic too, the gnome floated above the ground comfortably, with her Class no longer strained to breaking point and suffering magical backlash she was able to rebuild some of her mana, and actually use said mana.

Ellaria scowled at her.

"You don't know what it's like Flora, I'm, I'm questioning if I'm still me anymore, what if Fey's unique limit break, whatever it was, 'healed' my mind, does that make me me any more? Am I Ellaria De'loquint or am I someone else now? I don't know."

"I think you should be grateful to just be alive, you were dead without what Fey did."

"Uhm, I can only know what my class suggests, but I don't think it changed who you are Ella, it just perfected any physical flaws..."

"But I am my flaws! The scar on my foot from when I stepped on a nail when I was twelve, my birthmark, my physical appearance! Would my own mother even recognise me if she glanced my way in a crowd? And what about what it did to my head? I don't get headaches now! What if I never get headaches again?"

"No headaches ever again? Say, Fey, you got another of those Limit Breaks handy? I wouldn't mind a spin at being physically perfected aye?"

Ellaria turned on the gnome.

"It's not a joke you stupid ankle biter! It's deadly serious. Why can't you take anything seriously! You're such a little asshole who thinks everything just revolves around you and nothing else! Why don't you just leave if you can't stand to be with the band so much?!"

Flora blinked at the outburst, taken by surprise by the verbal onslaught. Her shoulders slumped slightly and a look of dismay momentarily crossed her face before she hardened her heart.

She pointed an accusing finger at the elf.

"Who the hell do you think it was who killed the hobgoblin? I did! I killed the hobgoblin! Vivi got sent into the sky, Fey here got sent rolling, and the hobgoblin made a clown out of you Ella, It was only me, ME who managed to stop it, if it weren't for me and my skills everyone of us would be dead! You would be a drowned corpse in the forest, Vivi would me a boneless meatsack having hit the ground like a brick, and Fey here would have- she would have died too somehow! And- and what the hell do you mean I don't care? When I saw you like that, when you were so still and- and- b-broken. I cried for you Ella, and I don't cry for anyone. Now you're going to be godsdamned grateful to be alive and breathing and even able to have this conversation with Fey. No, you aren't a different Ella, you're the same goddam stubborn, arrogant elvish asshole who has a disturbing enthusiasm for arson and setting people on fire."

"But-"

"No buts, I'm going to make you and Fey okay again and there's nothing you can do to stop me. You're going to forget all this being upset from being saved from certain death and instead be good, in fact better than good, you're gonna fuck. Fuck until you love each other!"

"I'm-"

Ellaria had taken a step back as Flora drifted forward, her finger accusing, berating her captain, fury in her eyes.

"You're going to get reamed on a horse dick Ella, fucked silly until you can't move anymore, until you're legs ache and your insides are warm and gooey with her piping hot spunt stretching you out. I know you want it, you really really want it, deep down."

The elf's face turned a little pink hearing that and the tips of her pointed ears reddened. She stared at the gnome's pointing finger. A strange conflicted look crossed her face for a moment. She opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again, clicking her teeth shut. Then she abruptly turned on her heel and strode away into the woods, her arms down and her fists at her sides.

Fey made to follow after her, the little fire starter still held up in her hand ready to give her gift to the elf at least, that- that would make things better somehow right? She stepped forward and a wall of fire roared to life in her path blocking her way. She could only watch as Ellaria disappeared into the forest and out of view.

The hand holding the fire starter slowly lowered.

Flora drifted to her side.

"...She'll be fine, she just needs time to process. Don't worry, I've known her longer than you have, she has her times when she is down and in the hole, but she eventually gets better and comes roaring back, like a fire that's been damped down finding new fuel."

Fey sighed. She honestly wasn't sure if the gnome's particular style of forceful diplomacy had made things better or worse, it at least seemed to have punctured the self-pity bubble the elf had isolated herself in, if only for a moment.

She glanced down at the gnome. She was just floating there, her breasts actively leaking. In fact as she looked little flecks of white could be seen sputtering from her nipples, the cloth of her blouse so soaked through that it was practically transparent, the white cloth tinted pink over her teets where they showed through.

Her gaze then lowered to the gnome's spherical belly, it wasn't anywhere near as large as before, but a still impressive smooth skinned roughly four foot orb hanging from her abdomen and drooping over her shorts and legs, The fact that it had increased in size slightly was... concerning.

Flora caught her looking and grimaced.

"Yeah, it's probably a problem. That thing about species not being able to breed with other different species? Well, I think you might possibly maybe have broken that rule."

"... it's just... impossible.... I can't really believe it, I... impregnated you? It's hard to grasp, I've been putting it out of mind, pretending it didn't happen to be honest."

"You know you are a healer Fey, surely you dealt with pregnancy stuff back home with your clan?"

Fey shook her head.

"No, I left before I was qualified to do anything like that."

"Still, you must have some understanding of this, maybe, maybe you can at least stop this." She glared at her chest and then grabbed at it. That proved to be a mistake as milk exploded from her nipple gushing around her grabbing hand causing her to let out a breathy moan. "Holy fuck it's so sensitive, Fey can you turn this off or something? I can't be leaking milk everywhere while fighting monsters! Or having a goddamned micro orgasm any time something brushes up against me!"

Fey bit her lip. "Maybe, I- I suppose I can look at least."

"Great! I've really had enough of leaking everywhere," said Flora with a grin.

"But, uhm, not out here, said Fey looking around. Let's go somewhere private."

"Oh, yeah, obviously, come on I know the perfect tent."

The gnome moved away from Fey and the centaur trotted after her. It wasn't long before they came to a huge multi-roomed tent that was devoid of people. Inside of the tent were crates and shelves and racks of clothes from floor to canvas ceiling, the vast stock of the caravan on display.

The pair wandered between the shelves until they found a spot that was more or less private.

Flora dropped herself down on a table and Fey noticed that Flora's duffel bags were nearby, the ones she had used while shopping when they had first arrived in town.

"You sleep here?"

Well yeah, it's way better than those crappy little tents they were handing out, there's actually room to stand here. I need space you know, I might not be big and awesome anymore, but I am still small and awesome and I need my space."

Flora looked over the diminutive gnome and wondered about that.

She stood with her arms crossed on the table, her expansive breasts spilling over her forearms, her once clean white blouse stained dark with the endless leakage of her breasts, small rivulets of white were constantly running down the gnomes gravid stomach, to drip drip drip on the table below. Shortstack was the only real way to describe her with her flaring hips and rounded rear, but now combined with her rounded belly and swollen leaky breasts she took on an almost broodmareish appearance.

As she looked over the gnome's body Fey couldn't help but get a little aroused. She had done this to Flora, turning the once boisterous gnome into a pregnant sloppy mess, heavy with her... calves?

She didn't know, she didn't know anything, everything just a wild intimidating unknown to her.

As she worried Flora began to strip, unbuttoning her blouse and then peeling away the milky soaked through fabric from her nipples and swollen breasts, the clothing not coming away easily with the amount of fluid drenching it and it stuck to her skin causing the gnome to bite her lip and whimper. The blouse was removed and her breasts were let free, her thick nipples letting out a little spray of milk as the clothing no longer constricted them, sprinkling down on her belly and the table. She pulled her arms free and tossed the blouse aside and hesitantly put her small hands on her breasts. They were extremely large comparatively, and extremely full and tight, the skin barely dimpled beneath her hands as she hefted them.

"So? What are you going to do about this? You caused this you know, so it is kinda your responsibility. What's your magic healer trick to make these stop leaking?"

Fey hesitated and then reached out. Flora blinked as Fey moved her hands closer and closer then touched up against her breasts.

"Uhm, I don't think there is a way to really fix this magically Flora, I'm sorry but there is really only one way to stop the leakage."

"What? Of course there has to be some magicy healer trick to fix this! You healers deal with pregnant woman all the time, I've seen you lot go to 'em and then they're all fixed up after!"

"Er, you might be under the wrong impression Flo, they aren't using magic, they are milking them dry manually..."

Flora blinked and then realised that Fey was holding her breasts.

"O-oh... and....and you....oh."

Fey nodded, "I would need to, erm, yes. I am a healer, so, part of the job, but.... You still want...?"

Flora swallowed noisily.

"....y-yes, m-milk me?"

Fey moved herself closer to the table. She was a healer and a healer did things to help people and Flora was clearly having trouble, this would be a purely professional milking. As her hands touched up against Flora's smooth skin her horsecock slapped up against her barrel noisily. She gulped, she could feel herself getting harder, more and more turned on as she touched her fingers over the gnome's engorged chest.

Flora let out a little whimper and a little sprinkle of milk. Then Fey's hands squeezed down, applying pressure and dragging down hard, pulling and rolling across the surface. Flora squealed and a gush of milk sprayed forth so hard that it doused Fey's front legs with white, little beads of white atop her brown fur.

"You're, er, kind backed up, did you not think to milk yourself?"

"I, I tried a little, but, there's just so much, and it r-refills so f-fasssst!"

Flora gasped and her eyelids fluttered as Fey pushed back up her breasts then pulled back down again. The gnome stumbled forward as her knees went weak and grabbed hold of Fey's forearms as milk sprayed from her stiffening nips.

"Fuck, I'm not going to lie, this feels fucking amazing! G-gods!"

A little precum spurted from Fey's cock as she worked, she would be lying too if she said the feel of the gnome writhing with pleasure beneath her touch wasn't a turn on. She increased the pressure and roughly dragged her hands back up and then down, kneading and rolling at the same time, then again and again, each pull causing increasingly more milk to spray forth and for the gnome to become increasingly sloppy and weak limbed. Her hips wiggled as she whimpered under Fey's grasping hands, a single little rivulet of clear fluid running from her shorts and down her inner thigh.

Then Fey moved her hands down to the gnome's stiff little nipples and rolled them between her fingers, applying a shifting stepped motion, each finger motioning and pulling down on the pink nubs until milk was openly spraying from them, splattering over Fey's hands and running down her forearms, waterfalls of the stuff coating Flora's entire belly in white as her eyes rolled up and her lips parted, a great long low whine leaving her mouth as lines of drool connected her lips.

"F-fuuuuuccckkk!"

Flora's whining and mewling became ever louder and more intense, her fingernails digging into Fey's arms until with a shriek Fey jerked her hands and milk positively exploded front the gnome's straining tight nipples.

"Oh gawwwd! Feeeey!"

The gnome fell back on her rump, her breasts slipping from Fey's milk slicked hands as her ass cheeks slapped down on the wooden table and her belly and tits wobbled and shook all over the place.

Fey blinked down at her, her hands and arms absolutely covered in milk.

"Er, did that help?"

Flora was panting but she still managed to bring her hands up to her chest. She hesitantly touched up to her swollen and now reddened nipples, pushing up against her breast flesh. A spray of milk spurted forth, washing over her finger. Flora bit her lip.

"No, I- I need more! More milking Fey! Milk meee!"

Fey stared at the gnomes engorged taut breasts. This, this didn't seem normal, the gnome was producing milk at a ridiculous rate, her body in some kind of overdrive in anticipation for the massive brood it was preparing to birth.

Fey caught motion out of the corner of her eye and turned her head to see a pink snake tail disappear around a shelf.

She furrowed her brow and trotted backwards until a very guilty looking lamia came into view. It was Rina. Strangely the lamia was wearing clothing quite different from her usual clothing and It took Fey a moment to realise what she was looking at. The lamia was wearing a nurses uniform, a white hat perched on her head and a white over-chest button-up tunic. Unfortunately the uniform was clearly far too small for the lamia, the hat was tiny perched atop her pink hair and the tunic was stretched across her chest to the point the buttons were barely holding on, straining to their limit, creating diamond-shaped creases.

"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!

Fey's thrusting hadn't stopped, each thrust producing the most lurid sound as the dripping insides of the girls were dragged back and forth, Fey's hard turgid balls plapped up against the lamia's coils and the belly bulge sticking up between Flora's breasts surged in and out and as the lamia's cunt engulfed Flora's shoulders. Rina's fat clit became perfectly placed so that as with every thrust of the centaur's hips the bulge crashed against Rinas sensitive clitoris over and over, crushing it down with each thrust, driving her wild.

"Oh fuuuuck! Harderrrr!"

Screamed the lamia as she came once more, squirt washing over the gnome's body. The lamia being so large meant that it was an almost torrential amount of fluid that sprayed down over Flora's reddened breasts and her bulging belly.

Flora hadn't stopped ramming the lamia down using her magic and the convulsing insides squeezing down on her from every side only made her push her power all the harder.

Rina's cunt strained down, pushing down Flora's breasts against her rounded stomach harder and harder even as the gnome's legs kicked at the air until with a sloppy lurch the lamia's cunt yawned wide and they slipped up inside of her, the new found pressure causing one last gush of milk to be squeezed from the gnomes diamond hard nipples.

The lamia screamed as she was forced to take Flora, her stomach bulging out obscenely with the gnome shaped dildo stretching her out, the buttons on her tunic straining until one by one they ripped free, bursting open her tunic and sending buttons pinging out from between Fey's legs to go bouncing across the ground.

Everything was dark and warm and tight around Flora, but she didn't mind, she could breathe perfectly fine having drunk the water breathing potion that she had previously purchased in town. She had been planning to use it on Vivi, muzzle fucking the fox girl once again had been on her list, but this was far far better. The chance to be so incredibly used, like a condom trapped between the two larger girls, the huge size of the lamia providing a chance to be stretched on Fey while being squeezed in on every side.

Her face rammed up against something and she realised she was touching up against Rina's cervix, without hesitation she wiggled her hands up her body, pushing past he lamias squeezing walls and reaching forward. She could feel the lamia reacting as her fingers dragged past, scraping and rubbing over her insides.

Flora pushed forward and taking advantage of the stretchiness that Fey's magic provided she curled her fingers around the entrance to the lamia's womb and pulled her wide, eliciting a body length shudder form Rina. Flora eagerly squirmed forward as Fey thrust all the harder inside of her still exposed cunt.

There was a brief pause as Rina was continually forced down over the gnome and her clit rammed up against the dick bulge then straining for a moment slipped around and over it. Her muff coming down on the rounded shape of Flora's belly sending ripples across its surface.

Flora's legs kicked frantically at the air as more and more of her was engulfed by the lamia, her belly being shoved down her frame as it failed to fit inside the lamia's squeezing cunt, until bit by bit it did. The mass of eggs inside slipping one by one into the lamia as Flora was pushed further and further into the pussy until with a lurch her compressed egg filled belly entirely slipped inside the crushing depths. Just the gnomes legs and crotch were exposed outside the lamia now, her pussy stretched wide by Fey's dick which continued to thrust harder and harder, roughly pushing the gnome further inside, until her pussy was level with the much larger pussy stretched incredibly tight around her hips. The muffled screams of Flora along with the gasping screams of Rina ripped through the air and the doubled up pussies convulsed in tandem both unleashing a powerful gushy squirt, Flora's a smaller mirror to the deluge of girl cum openly spraying from the larger girl's pussy.

"Oh g-gods!" cried out Fey as an invisible forced slammed into her rear and her cock rammed home, her hips crashing up against the lamia's still gushing squirting puss and forcing the gnome further inside until Rina's pussy was clamping down on the gnome's knees, squeezing them up against the thigh thick mass of Fey's dick between them.

"HnyyaaaaaIIIEEEE!!!"

Screamed Fey and Rina together as Fey's dick bucked and swelled, flaring wide as cum exploded down her length and surged into Flora's womb instantly drowning the many eggs inside of her in white.

Rina howled as the gnome inside of her suddenly ballooned in size, sending her belly surging outward, bulging round and pushing apart her coils as she swelled further and further with each roping spray of cum sent in pulsing waves into the gnome inside of her.

"Oh gawwwd!"

Fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, the massive ropes of white just poured and poured and flooded into Flora, filling her out further and further, the smooth skin of her belly filling out the lamia's womb more and more in a double-layered cum pregnancy until the lamia's belly pressing up against her massive breasts, pushing them up in the air then spilling around them and then pressing up against Fey's front legs forcing her to spread them wider and wider as she groaned and thrust until with a scream was dragged from her throat by the clamping convulsing double layer of girls on her length and she ejaculated her last into them sending the lamia girl's belly out another full foot and lifting herfront legs up until she was partially resting atop Rina's belly.

It took a few minutes, but Fey eventually managed to recover enough to heave herself backwards, pulling her hips back, her massive veiny length slowly dragging from Rina's desperately quelching slurping pussy until it came free with a dripping wet schlurrp and a gush of cum leaving Rina's steaming gaped puss to twitch and clutch at the air, her clit straining outward as her folds slowly closed up tight.

Flora was nowhere to be seen.