Groaning, Ezrah brought his hands up to make sure his head was still attached to the rest of his body. It hurt so badly he was afraid it might be damn near decapitated. What in the hell had he gotten into that hurt this damn badly? When his hands reached the top of his head, they didn’t touch smooth skin. Rather, his fingertips got stuck in a gummy substance. What the hell? Moving his fingers down from the top of his head, he realized he was covered in a tacky substance and something else … something soft, downy, and ticklish. Grabbing one of the offending articles, Ezrah brought the object in front of his face and finally opened his eyes. Feathers. Why in the world was he holding a feather? And where had it come from? An uneasy feeling washed over him. He looked down at the rest of his body, only to gasp in horror. He was covered from head to toe in fucking feathers! Looking at his surroundings, Ezrah saw he was lying on the ground in front of Kink’s cabin door.
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