You pick up your friend as a child would pick up an ant. She squirms heavily in your grasp, but you open your mouth, slightly drooling as any aforementioned friendship dissapearing from your mind. You send her down with a gulp and pat the miniscule bulge that was your friend since Middle School.
"Let me out!" you can barely hear the muffled screams of your meal.
She kicks and punches the inside of your stomach, only causing you to giggle.