You spot a trainer: A youngish boy, maybe 13 or 14, who's looking around nervously. It's obvious he's lost: You can tell just by looking that he's weak and inexperienced, and this area is full of strong pokemon...You're lucky you got to him first! As you approach, he looks up, and blushes...but scoots back. You chuckle.

"Mm...why so afraid, human? If you're out here, you should expect to find strong pokemon"

He stammers a bit, falling back, and you bring your tail around you've formed a circle around him. "Er...I...I'm just a beginner! I'm lost!"

You chuckle softly, and lean down. "Is that so? Well...Isn't that too bad for you...." You lick your lips, giggling as you gently press his head to your tummy. "Mmm...Because here...Weak trainers are food."

His eyes go wide, and he fumbles for his single pokeball...If you let him send out his pokemon, you'll get two meals...But then, is it worth the effort?