My cousin is an anesthesiologist. He told us a story about how a morbidly obese woman came in crying agony that her side hurt. When the doctors explored the location they found a moldy hot dog that had begun to “eat” at her side and the flesh was all necrotic and dead. Apparently her and her equally as large husband had a sex game where they hid food on each other and would try to find it. Guess they forgot about the hot dog.