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.