While working in the office, Angie feels a cookie coming, a big cookie, or rather a giant monster! She runs to the toilet, wants to take off her bodysuit but can't. The zipper on her clothes is jammed, she tugs at it, frantically trying to open it, but she fails. Angie tries to rip off her top of clothes to get out, but that doesn't work either. Finally, he opens it, sits on the toilet, and spits out huge monsters, one plus, another splash, and another, and another. Could it be that she had so much mud in her? Her farts are stuck, she's pressing hard against her belly, mimicking labor cont...

While working in the office, Angie feels a cookie coming, a big cookie, or rather a giant monster! She runs to the toilet, wants to take off her bodysuit but can't. The zipper on her clothes is jammed, she tugs at it, frantically trying to open it, but she fails. Angie tries to rip off her top of clothes to get out, but that doesn't work either. Finally, he opens it, sits on the toilet, and spits out huge monsters, one plus, another splash, and another, and another. Could it be that she had so much mud in her? Her farts are stuck, she's pressing hard against her belly, mimicking labor contractions to get rid of gas. After much struggle, he finally succeeds. It was really tiring and demanding work.