You pull as hard as you can, but realize that your leg simply won't come out. You scream in frustration, then sigh as you lean over to catch your breath. That's when you think you see movement out of the corner of your eye.
Quickly standing upright, you look around, terrified. You still seem to be alone, aside from the puddle. Looking at one of them, you think you see it move. You look closer. Nothing happens. Satisfied, you move your gaze from it, but then see it move again. Shifting your gaze back to it, you're horrified to learn that a yellow puddle of this shiny latex stuff is now slowly flowing towards your left foot.
You try to stand on your right foot to keep the left one safe, but the latex around it shifts and forces your free foot down, right into the yellow puddle. Soon, both shift and you fall to your hands, which are quickly entombed by an orange puddle on the right and a bright green one on the left. Your struggles prove futile, the latex holding fast as you do everything you can to get your four limbs free. Soon, a fifth puddle (this one purple, a brighter purple than the wolf from before) moves its way under your face, and with a tug the four puddles move all of your limbs back, forcing your head to be submerged in the purple depths.