Kasson slowed down his body some as he listened to Arkain speak.  His face started to turn rather blank and hard to read the more he listened to him.  The latex continued to hug and hold around his body as the tiger listened.  When the lizard finally stopped talking he shook his head softly.  “You are talking as if I am a living thing.  My master left me directions for when people finally entered this tomb.  I was to catch one and leave the other people to the monsters of this place.  My master never planed on someone going willingly to unlock the seals.  I have to follow those directions so trust does not enter into it.  I have no free will and have to follow what my master told me to do which was to make sure that whoever I caught would not be able to learn how to get out.  I was made with no free will and it doesn’t bother me that I have no free will because I was designed so that fact wouldn’t bother me.  Also, my trust for you is building.  You have gone willingly up to this point which will give you much more freedom when we reach the room.  My orders end when we get to the room except for one.  That is to make sure you stay there until the first seal is broken.  And don’t worry.  You won’t need to breathe and just use your mind.”  The latex then started to pull and tug on his body again.  It spread up over his head.  Kasson then reached his hand upwards and gave his head a sudden push into his chest.  The latex quickly covered the front of his face and he was left in the darkness.  The latex finally oozed over the back of his head and the tiger stood there with a slightly larger belly and torso.  It soon smoothed over and he looked completely normal.  The latex was on all sides of him and it felt slightly squishy and soft around him.  All he could feel was the smooth coolness.  Only to make things stranger, his lungs didn’t want to work.  No air was reaching his body.  However, it felt normal.  It felt as if his body no longer needed, or desired, oxygen.<br/>The black tar stayed stuck around his body and the scraping didn’t do anything to get it off of him.  The squirming in his stomach could still be felt and the shocks of pleasure would continue as the other naga forced its way deeper and deeper into his cock as he stretched it out more and more.  Nothing seemed to work against it.  The scraping didn’t get it off and his throat felt too clogged and slimy to even cough.  The tingle just continued to grow and the tar felt stickier and stickier against him.  It then gave a sudden squeeze around his body and the goo grew tighter and tighter around him until it felt like something would give away.  The tightness didn’t lessen but the stickiness felt as if it was spreading into his body.  It spread from the outside and also from inside of his stomach.  That sticky feeling, as if the tar was working into the flesh of his body.  It just grew and spread while the pleasures from his cock would continue and grow.