It of course wasn't the answer she was looking for. She glares at him but would find her power ineffective against him. She tries to look mean but the attempt must have been laughable with her tear strewn cheeks and the frightened look to her eyes.

“What … what if I don't play along?” It's the only thing she can think of, if she could be unresponsive then maybe he would get bored and go away. Yet at the same time she was gauging what she could of the situation, trying to turn this around if only partially. She had to consider that this thing could use her as a plaything if it could so easily invade her dreams and manipulate them like this.

A hand falls to her swollen belly, afraid that whatever is growing inside her is going to burst forth like that scene in Alien that she dreaded so much. She still tries to scooted back to keep as much distance between them as possible but it is little use. She is much slower than he is moving like this, besides where was she going to go?

Wraith quickly gets in close, their faces now just inches apart. "You already have. You own perverse thoughts and instincts got the better of you, and you lack the strength and will to stop me." He answers. "And I've seen more in your mind than you've seen here tonight. It can take time, but I can gain access to the deepest recesses of your mind. Such thoughts are always fun to use against you. Like having those girls play with you. You always had that desire, and I brought it forth."

She gulps a little. Afraid as he draws this close there is little argument there. He had won, at least for tonight. She feels something squirming inside her that causes her stomach to churn.

“Tonight you have ...” she was caught off guard of course, but now she understood a little better even if this was looking worse for her. She thinks, there wasn't too many options open to her. Act tough or bargain? No, there was nothing to bargain with really … well, maybe there was. Acting though wouldn't work, if he could read thoughts he would see how feeble those words were but she tried to catch him off guard.

Izumi was a smart girl, she was a fighter though it was painfully obvious when fighting wasn't going to work.

“What if, what if next time I don't go along with it … if, I'm not afraid ...” Impossible. If this thing could read minds then it would know this was a tough girl act.

“What if ...” she pauses and glances away. It was the only thing she could bargain with it seemed and it revolted her to even consider it inviting this creature to return or giving it ideas. She might as well finish the statement rather than having the thing rifle through her head for the thought.

“What if ...” then a question in mid thought as she tries to understand a bit better first. “You exist in the Outside World too, you said you were like a ghost right?”

"I am similar to a ghost, in that I can't be seen or heard by normal humans. I would say since I was created through the collect of all the perverse thoughts and feelings, I'm more like a poltergeist." As Wraith explains this, Izumi's belly would grow even more to where she looked nine months pregnant now. Even her breasts were swelling with milk in response to this.

She moans, her eyes squeezing together as her teats begin to lactate for his amusement, swelling as they fill with milk. Nursing … at least whatever this thing was inside her, this demon seed, it wasn't going to explode from her gut though that was little comfort. Fresh tears roll down her cheeks. She listen to him explain and while she hates it she proposes it after considering for a moment.

“What … what if I do what you say, you don't have to possess me?” She hated the appeal figuring that the shade must have heard pleas form dozens if not hundreds and thousands of students any way.

She was repulsed by the thought, but if she couldn't stop this nightmare at least she could try to make it a little more bearable, free will was the only thing she could trade and while he could force her to do things it might be perverse enough if he had a victim that he didn't have to control so directly. But that only encouraged him to seek her out again at a later date, something she was loathe about, she didn't even get through this scenario yet.

"Oh I'm sure we can arrange something." Wraith said as he lifts her head by her chin to meet his gaze. "You and I are going to become very close 'friends'...heheh." He then lets go of her and backs away. "I'd say I've tormented you enough for one night, so I'll be leaving...for now anyway. See you again very soon." He laughs he moves away more and disappears, relinquishing control of her dream and letting her wake up.

It was as she feared that she was likely to encounter this thing again. Something being arranged – had she managed to interest it some what? She was feeling sick to her stomach at such a bargain and clearly if he were a creation of perversion there may be some rather sick stuff he had in mind for her to do. Still, she might manage a few concessions out of the deal.

It was more like using what she could to make a bad situation a little more bareable. She could not hope to stop him, and as it were there was nothing that refrained him from doing what he wished.

She was about to work out some details with the shade, but fortunately she too had time to think as she woke in her bed, sitting bolt upright. Her mouth opened in a silent scream but she was alive, she might have struck into a deal with a devil or at least got it to consider it's options more carefully. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Had she slept all night already?

Out of habit she glances to the nightstand to check the time but there is no alarm clock there now. Rembering she had broke it she pads over to the night stand checking the time on her wrist watch.

Six o'clock. Still early but she didn't want to go back to sleep after all that. No, she felt dirty and wanted to shower. But the effects of her arousal had been evident, her nipples firm beneath the night gown, her passage moist and her panties thoroughly soaked.

She shivers, rubbing her hands over her arms in an effort to warm herself. That felt real … too real. She shakes her head and gets out a change of clothes heading to the showers. Might as well start off her day earlier than usual ...