Daisy has been holding it for a long time, and finally gets to go. She ate so much junk food today that gave her an upset tummy. She grunts and strains, talking about the foul smell and lighting a match. Things go from solid to splattery liquid quickly. Daisy pisses, uses her bidet, and finishes up. Her tummy is still really crampy though.
Cut to later that night from a hand held angle Daisy does her business again, straining and groaning, because she really did mess up her guts.