Ghost groans a little bit as if his head is clouded before jumping as if he just now felt the latex against his skin.  He growls softly before sighing and squirming lightly.  He feels the arms around him and shies away from them as if he wasn’t used to being touched.  Arkain would easily notice that Ghost was not very strong at all and his body felt very light.  He seems to give in as he watches the two rabbits leaving.  He seems to be listening to what is being said but at the same time is trying to clear his mind.  He purrs softly as he feels Arkain rub against his back, his unwillingness to be touched slowly going away.  The latex continues to spread over their bodies slowly.  The latex spreads further up and down his back, the cool smoothness moving over it.  The large mass moves closer, more force being felt on his back as new tendrils start to form and slowly reach our and around the lizard’s arms and legs.  Ghost’s ears twitch when he hears what Arkain says about the pleasure.  “I might have said the wrong thing when I talked about pleasure.  I said it was the only kind I was required to partake in.  There is still others I could do.  You see, there are three basic…”  Ghost then stops talking as he is cut off by a voice.  It seems to simply echo around the room but after a while it would be easy to tell that the voice was coming from the blob.<br/>“There are three basic ways pleasure can happen.  It can be required, you can agree to it, or it can be forced on you.  Of course there are times where two of these can meet.  The pleasure could be required and you could agree to it, the pleasure could be required and it could be forced on you, or the pleasure could be forced on you and you could agree to it.  It is much like you said, make the best of the situation.  I am going to force pleasure onto you.  It is your choice if you accept and agree to it.  And I am not going to say I am going to rape you because that would be wrong to say if you end up agreeing to it.  Ya can’t rape the willing now can you?”<br/>The tendrils wrapped around and shifted against his skin, rubbing over it.  Ghost shuddered lightly as he felt them move over him.  He still said nothing back to the blob as he stood there in both its and Arkain’s grasp.