Candice

You catch sight of the familiar pair of curved braids, though you can still scarcely believe it's Candice. You've never known Candice to dress up for any occasion, retaining her perky schoolgirl look even during the harshest Snowpoint winters, despite the frigid temperatures of northern Sinnoh. Tonight, however, she's dressed in a sleeveless cyan gown that hugs her youthful figure before cascading into a sleek flare at the bottom. As the lighting reflects off her dress, it shimmers in a most mesmerizing manner, complementing her Icicle Badge replica hair ornament. An aura of cool, collected calm radiates around her, befitting the nickname of "The Diamond Dust Girl" you've heard her associated with.

As you marvel, she notices your presence and gives you a warm, inviting smile. You take the cue and walk over to her.

"You look amazing," you eventually say, after trying to find the words to compliment her.

"Thanks! To tell you the truth, I was a little worried about how it might turn out. Dresses and gowns always looked so impractical to me. But look - no tearing!" Proving her point, Candice sashays a few steps; you watch her bouncy little ass jiggle from side to side. Certainly not something you're usually privileged with, given her blue sweater around her waist. "Just goes to show - all you need is focus! ...Though I wish I was back in my normal clothes."

"Aren't you having fun?"

"Honestly, this wasn't what I had in mind. I thought there might be some battling or a mini tournament, but no! I can't even let my Pokemon out like this. Abomasnow would bury everything!" she sighs, rubbing her shoulders in annoyance. After mulling it over, she glances sideways before sneaking a grin at you. "Hey, why don't we sneak away for a little while? I think I know how we can have some real fun at this party."

"Sure," you respond. "What'd you have in mind?"

"Hmmm." Slyly the Ice-type specialist narrows her eyes. She leans in, and you feel a gripping sensation on your member. "What do you think?" she murmurs.