The phoenix seems to regard you for a moment before relaxing. She coos softly and nuzzles her beak against you, She must've thought that you were one of her handlers, or at least didn't regard you as a threat. You returned the gesture by patting her beak with a hand and scratching under her chin with the other. She closed her eyes as you pawed at her neck and wrapped a wing around you, pushing you into her soft underbelly. She lifted herself up so she could fit you underneath and settled back down on top of you.
Underneath the feathers tickles you body as she spread her legs far apart, and you feel something as something pushes up against you, something large and slimy. You don't know what the phoenix is planning but you think it's going to involve your whole body in some way.
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