Yum! Tastes like chicken!

You're so HUNGRY...it feels like your stomach is gnawing away at your insides, you need to eat NOW. But you don't know how you're going to get out from under Scott, his belly is still smooshing your legs. His belly...his bloated, stuffed, soft, plump, tender, juicy...delicious belly...

You're drooling at the thought of that belly, at the thought of EATING your friend. You want to stuff his titanic belly down your maw and fill your gut with his massive body. You wonder what he would taste like? You lick your lips in anticipation.

You're so focused on that belly that you don't notice that you pulled yourself free. You snap out of your trance when you hear the *pop* of your body freeing itself from Scott's belly. You're not sure how you got out, you assume that the combination of your drool and Scott's sweat acted like a lubricant and you were able to squeeze out.

Well you're relieved that you're finally free from his belly but something is still bothering you. Your hunger...you still NEED to eat something and have to do it FAST. You notice that the fast food restaurant is still open and you still have your wallet on you.

Then you look over at the *still* sleeping Scott and your mouth begins to water again. You *could* also eat Scott, you're positive that he would be a filling meal. But he's your buddy...could you *really* do that to him?

Or...maybe you could do both?

*growwwwwwllllll*

Well whatever you do you better do it quick or else your stomach will eat YOU.

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