In extreme desperation Angie ran to the toilet, she has fucking diarrhea. Angie barely has time as she sits on the toilet, spitting up liquid, foul-smelling diarrhea. In her belly, you can hear the contents of the intestines overflowing, more brownies are being made. Angie can't breathe because her diarrhea smells so bad. It's a rotten cookie that stinks all over the toilet. She farts hard and loud, her gauze is wet, and the cookies are bursting too. Her tummy has shrunk a bit, but Angie knows she's going back to the toilet today.