Feign feels the womb walls merging with his own skin.  The sensations Jaku are feeling becoming transferred directly to him.  For a moment, he feels as if he is floating in a great dimly red void, with phantom hands touching his body from far away.  Slowly he begins to feel the different texture of touch between Arkain and Tamara's stroking and nuzzling on Jaku's upper body and the rubbing and coiling of his scales.  Slowly, Feign closes his eyes and lets his mind go.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Feign's small spirit bird form flickers into existence on one of the shelves in the room.  He watches down on the group, shuddering with pleasure whenever Jaku's sexes are stroked or when the weight in his womb shifts with the coils.