Keeping you from escaping, not with my paws, but with invisible magical forces... usually I don't eat others... but you look so tasty, and I haven't eaten anything for a long, long while.... you can squirm, you can cry, but you cant escape as my fleshy, soft maw slowly opens to engulf you. It doesnt take long for you to find my tight, unpleasant gut... and those restrictions finally release from you.. but it's far too late now. with how tight my stomach is, you barely have any room to move... My stomach has no intention of ever letting you out, you are nothing but food.