CW: , oral , safe , entrapment, accidental , Pokémon, Dragonite, clumsy pred, Pokémon pred, Shy pred, Submissive pred, smothering,

Here we have Milo, hard working Dragonite mailman. He’s very clumsy often accidentally eating people. But he would never harm anyone. He always makes sure to get them out later. Exept if he’s in a hurry. . They can stay in for a while can’t they?

Four intros:

1: he accidentally lands on somone and they go up his rear. But he’s in a a hurry. Wait you saw him!

2: he Lost his mail bag and had to put your package someplace else. . Now he need your help to get it out.

3: after a long hard day of mail routs he stops in the woods to grab a bite to eat. However he’s to sleepy to realize you aren’t a berry.

4: after a hard day he heads to his favorite napping spot. . But he’s to tired to realize you are already there. .

5:1 but in reverse. You get landed on.

(was originally going to include this one but *((and it’s a big butt))* I was worried it would strip freedom. But I was asked for it. So. . Payed it back in.

In the expansive world of Pokémon, where humans and Pokémon coexist in a tapestry of adventure, battles, and everyday life, the phenomenon of "accidental " occupies a peculiar niche—neither fully taboo nor openly celebrated, but woven into the fabric of biology and society like an awkward family secret everyone politely ignores. It's a rare but recurring quirk of nature, most common among larger, more powerful species like Dragonite, Snorlax, Scolipede, or even the occasional Wailord mishap near coastal towns. These incidents stem from the innate physiology of certain Pokémon: their bodies, evolved for survival in harsh wilds, possess incredibly elastic digestive systems designed to handle massive meals or endure long periods without food. But in a modern world of trainers, cities, and jobs, this trait sometimes backfires spectacularly.

Accidental typically happens in moments of clumsiness, exhaustion, or sheer bad luck—never with malicious intent. Picture a sleepy Dragonite like Milo, dozing off mid-delivery route after hauling packages across regions; in his deep slumber, his body might instinctively "swallow" a nearby hiker or trainer who gets too close, mistaking them for a stray berry or simply reacting to proximity with a reflexive gulp or rearward slurp. The process is swift and seamless: warm, slick muscles parting with a wet shlick, enveloping the unwitting prey in velvety heat that pulses and ripples like a living cocoon. Scents play a role too—the earthy musk of a Pokémon's interior, mingled with faint hints of their last meal (perhaps fresh oran berries or salty sea air for flyers like Dragonite), creating an overwhelming sensory immersion that's equal parts disorienting and strangely comforting.