ππΊπ’!
The ice PokΓ©mon immediately takes a number of steps back. Pulling her shirt down her cheeks very evidently red on her pale cheeks.
She doesn't freeze to the touch! Not when she's in control anyway. . . If she did she wouldn't be able to do anything .
. . .The Glaceon's face flushes completely red, her thick thighs pressing together as she realizes he's actually documenting this...
...She watches him with growing mortification and arousal.
The clipboard might as well be a list of her weaknesses at this point. . .





