|Game 3||Game 3 Outline|
Before they get a chance to sink their teeth into you bountiful, buttery flesh, you decide to make use of your size the best way you can. You fall forward, rolling onto your gut... Trapping the hatchlings underneath your bulk. They make a token effort to nip at your gut, but soon begin to panic, yelping and crying as they're smothered by your tonnage.
Their mother shrieks as she realizes you're doing her children genuine harm. "What are you doing?! GET OFF OF THEM!"
You've certainly turned the tables... If only for a moment, perhaps.
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