A surge of energy once again washes over Ken, his pirate outfit changing yet again. The lower half of his body shifts into a sleek, metallic form, matching perfectly with the rest of his mechanical ensemble. His newfound cyborg nature means that the transformation is more comfortable than he could have ever imagined.
Ken looks down, noticing the subtle movement at his crotch, where a seamlessly integrated hatch now resides. With a mere thought, the hatch gently slides open, revealing a telescopic metal shaft. He lets out a surprised laugh, "Well, shiver me timbers! That's a new one!"
Jeff moves closer, his robotic talons clicking lightly on the floor. He gently rubs his beak against Ken's shaft, causing Ken to jolt. An unexpected heat surges through him, his circuits buzzing with a strange, electric excitement. "By Davey Jones' locker," he breathes out, his voice growing husky.
Ken's body reacts to each touch, every stroke of Jeff’s beak ignites an electric pulse that tingles down his spine. It's an experience he's never felt before, exciting and unbearable in equal measure. As the tension within him grows, he struggles to voice his feelings, his usually boisterous pirate speech reduced to a series of heavy gasps and groans.
Just when Ken feels like he might short-circuit from the building pressure, Jeff sends a command directly to his system, triggering a climax like no other. It’s unlike anything he's ever experienced - not physical, but wholly mental. His mind buzzes with energy, waves of pleasure washing over him before he slumps into blissful exhaustion.
As he comes down from the high, he manages to say in his pirate accent, "Blimey, Jeff, that was... amazing. I ain't never felt nothin' like that before."
Jeff squawks in what seems like laughter, projecting on the nearby wall, "I have a feeling this is just the beginning, Captain Ken."