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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.