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Arcanite's Journal
Location: Ice Floe Island
Date: December 4, 2019

My newest guest is proving to be much more entertaining than I anticipated. I wonder why that is?

This Glaceon was not a difficult catch. I have considerable experience with both the type and the species, so it was almost routine to leap out at her at high speed, pinning her to the ground before she could react in any way. I will never get tired of that initial yelp of surprise! With almost eight times her weight keeping her from slipping away, the Ice-type made the wise decision to cease any pointless struggles, lying inert under my paws as I prepared her restraints for the journey home. Of course, the female did provide some token resistance as I idly nibbled at her ears, proving herself to be surprisingly ticklish on various parts of the body, but I found that to be more endearing than actually effective. I would of course exploit that more thoroughly once the opportunity arose.

With the female thoroughly bound and gagged, I forced her into an insulated container and rushed home, the circuitous route to avoid the many watery hazards posing only a slight delay to my guest's performance. At least the cave system in which I had taken up residence was isolated and forbidding enough to discourage casual visitors, and I'd worked it for long enough to make escape less than practical. Setting up the needed gear in a comfortably secure cell, I broke open my prize and removed the field-expedient restraints. Now it was time for the real fun.

Strangely, though, the Glaceon seemed less than terrified, and in fact almost seemed to become flippant and casual as I began strapping the ensemble into place. I ignored her occasionally mocking tone even as her blush grew and her voice took on a shade of nervous anticipation, but it seemed odd how she spoke as if she knew me. Perhaps by now all Glaceon know what my attentions mean for them. If nothing else, Miji was willing to share whatever thoughts came into her fluffy little head, and she kept up her commentary even as the rear plate and collar were tightened, fitting perfectly against her bottom and chest. I suppose in the end it does not matter how much she knew about what was coming. I am entirely confident she enjoyed every aspect of it, just as much as my first Ice-type did when I first took up capturing them.

Even so, it was an odd experience watching as Miji observed me back, wriggling and blushing as she was cuffed and muzzled, the special gag I had set aside for such an occasion provoking a moan from its mere presence. But now the female was now unable to speak, looking up expectantly as if pleading for some further attention. So she's the kind of girl who wants everyone to like her, is she? She doesn't have much she needs to do, then, as long as she keeps those adoring eyes and that cute wriggling bottom. With the Glaceon so eager to please, it would only be fair for me to indulge her.

In any case, with my newest pet temporarily satisfied I have left her in her cell, pondering what to do next to keep up the ongoing entertainments. Are there any others like her? I would like to have them as well. Could I perhaps train her for some more useful role? A pleasant and entertaining thought, but not entirely necessary. I'm certain the two of us will have plenty of fun together: I may be fond of variety, but occasionally there's no substitute for the simplest games.

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Description
Arcanite's Journal
Location: Ice Floe Island
Date: December 4, 2019

My newest guest is proving to be much more entertaining than I anticipated. I wonder why that is?

This Glaceon was not a difficult catch. I have considerable experience with both the type and the species, so it was almost routine to leap out at her at high speed, pinning her to the ground before she could react in any way. I will never get tired of that initial yelp of surprise! With almost eight times her weight keeping her from slipping away, the Ice-type made the wise decision to cease any pointless struggles, lying inert under my paws as I prepared her restraints for the journey home. Of course, the female did provide some token resistance as I idly nibbled at her ears, proving herself to be surprisingly ticklish on various parts of the body, but I found that to be more endearing than actually effective. I would of course exploit that more thoroughly once the opportunity arose.

With the female thoroughly bound and gagged, I forced her into an insulated container and rushed home, the circuitous route to avoid the many watery hazards posing only a slight delay to my guest's performance. At least the cave system in which I had taken up residence was isolated and forbidding enough to discourage casual visitors, and I'd worked it for long enough to make escape less than practical. Setting up the needed gear in a comfortably secure cell, I broke open my prize and removed the field-expedient restraints. Now it was time for the real fun.

Strangely, though, the Glaceon seemed less than terrified, and in fact almost seemed to become flippant and casual as I began strapping the ensemble into place. I ignored her occasionally mocking tone even as her blush grew and her voice took on a shade of nervous anticipation, but it seemed odd how she spoke as if she knew me. Perhaps by now all Glaceon know what my attentions mean for them. If nothing else, Miji was willing to share whatever thoughts came into her fluffy little head, and she kept up her commentary even as the rear plate and collar were tightened, fitting perfectly against her bottom and chest. I suppose in the end it does not matter how much she knew about what was coming. I am entirely confident she enjoyed every aspect of it, just as much as my first Ice-type did when I first took up capturing them.

Even so, it was an odd experience watching as Miji observed me back, wriggling and blushing as she was cuffed and muzzled, the special gag I had set aside for such an occasion provoking a moan from its mere presence. But now the female was now unable to speak, looking up expectantly as if pleading for some further attention. So she's the kind of girl who wants everyone to like her, is she? She doesn't have much she needs to do, then, as long as she keeps those adoring eyes and that cute wriggling bottom. With the Glaceon so eager to please, it would only be fair for me to indulge her.

In any case, with my newest pet temporarily satisfied I have left her in her cell, pondering what to do next to keep up the ongoing entertainments. Are there any others like her? I would like to have them as well. Could I perhaps train her for some more useful role? A pleasant and entertaining thought, but not entirely necessary. I'm certain the two of us will have plenty of fun together: I may be fond of variety, but occasionally there's no substitute for the simplest games.

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