Sam was disoriented for a brief moment as he was no longer in his bedroom, but in Fiona's living room. As much as he was in shock from the changes to himself he heard Fiona's shocked quiet utterance as she stared at him for several seconds. "Master?" Fiona walked forward still muttering "Master? You can't be real..." she reverently raises a had up toward Sam's head. "You only existed in my stories... my dreams. Master... please are you real." Her hand hovers by his brow "May I touch you, master?"
Something in her almost worshipful tone pleased Sam's new instincts and he lowered his head and pressed into her hand giving it a slight nuzzle. Fiona's reaction was almost instantaneous as she let out gasp followed by a long, low moan. "You're real. Master... how? You were my deepest desire, but now you are here, in my... I guess yours now, home." Sam stared into her eyes and clacked his beak softly.
Fiona pants with excitement "I don't know how you are here, but you are. I'm yours master. Just say what you want of me, I am yours." Sam parts his new beak and tries speaking for the first time. "Screeeeee! You arrrre mine now. I need a nest...RAWK! I need it full of eggssss." Sam watches with curiosity and barely contained lust as his order sends a shiver through Fiona. The red head visibly pleased by this command, shudders in anticipation.
"Yes, let's begin now master.. make a nest as you please. I'm yours to use." moans Fiona as she begins to shed clothing. "How do you want me?"