Answer:
I like to twirl my body but keep my head up high. After I go in, everything becomes tight. What am I?
The more you take away from me the bigger I shall get.
What can you break even if you never touch it?
I stand in one place yet fill the whole room. I can be filled with molten rock and come in every hue. What am I?
So cold damp and dark I am. To stay you would refrain yet those who occupy me do never complain.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.