AngieFartLand

I returned from India today. I haven't had a bowel movement in several days, haven't eaten in 12 hours, and my stomach is still huge.
I feel pain inside, I feel the stomach contents destroying my stomach. I also have an intimate rash, I don't know how it happened, and my skin all over my body itches. The amount of brownies is incomparable to previous bowel movements. My bowels are poisoned and clogged with Indian food and bacteria. I'm getting rid of everything, but I'm doing it in agony and pain.

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I returned from India today. I haven't had a bowel movement in several days, haven't eaten in 12 hours, and my stomach is still huge.
I feel pain inside, I feel the stomach contents destroying my stomach. I also have an intimate rash, I don't know how it happened, and my skin all over my body itches. The amount of brownies is incomparable to previous bowel movements. My bowels are poisoned and clogged with Indian food and bacteria. I'm getting rid of everything, but I'm doing it in agony and pain.

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I'm a manager on my team. We have a lot of work today, and I have an upset stomach, but I hope nothing bad happens.

I walk into the office, greet the employees, and BOOM, the first fart comes out. I pretend it wasn't me and blame it on one of the employees. As I sit down at my desk, powerful farts start pouring out of my butt, one after another.

I have no choice but to admit that I'm the one farting. I'm ashamed and embarrassed. I explain that I had a big dinner last night just for this reason. Even when I say "let me go," I fart over and over again. Embarrassed, I leave the office and go to the toilet.

I'm a manager on my team. We have a lot of work today, and I have an upset stomach, but I hope nothing bad happens.

I walk into the office, greet the employees, and BOOM, the first fart comes out. I pretend it wasn't me and blame it on one of the employees. As I sit down at my desk, powerful farts start pouring out of my butt, one after another.

I have no choice but to admit that I'm the one farting. I'm ashamed and embarrassed. I explain that I had a big dinner last night just for this reason. Even when I say "let me go," I fart over and over again. Embarrassed, I leave the office and go to the toilet.

This is some kind of fate, bad luck, a twist of fate. I'm at work, but I feel like brownie's chasing me to the bathroom. I go in, sit down, and he calls—my general manager, I'm his subordinate. I lie to him and say I'm at the computer, but brownies keep falling out of me—he hears it! I try to lie to him and say I don't know what he means, but he knows! He knows I'm just emptying my ass when he calls. I also have a nasty cough with phlegm, which also makes itself known during the conversation. He calls again, and again he hear loud, frequent splashing and wet farts. I'm exposed and devastated because he might fire me because of this.

This is some kind of fate, bad luck, a twist of fate. I'm at work, but I feel like brownie's chasing me to the bathroom. I go in, sit down, and he calls—my general manager, I'm his subordinate. I lie to him and say I'm at the computer, but brownies keep falling out of me—he hears it! I try to lie to him and say I don't know what he means, but he knows! He knows I'm just emptying my ass when he calls. I also have a nasty cough with phlegm, which also makes itself known during the conversation. He calls again, and again he hear loud, frequent splashing and wet farts. I'm exposed and devastated because he might fire me because of this.

It's embarrassing when my brownie is so big. When I'm at home, I don't have a problem with it; I use drain cleaner or add more toilet water. But now I'm trapped, throwing out huge blocks that clog the toilet. I'm also making loud grunting noises. I hope my humiliation won't be too great.

It's embarrassing when my brownie is so big. When I'm at home, I don't have a problem with it; I use drain cleaner or add more toilet water. But now I'm trapped, throwing out huge blocks that clog the toilet. I'm also making loud grunting noises. I hope my humiliation won't be too great.

Two toilets in one day, I can't go more than an hour without using the toilet. I can hear a woman splashing next to me in the small, cramped toilet.

Two toilets in one day, I can't go more than an hour without using the toilet. I can hear a woman splashing next to me in the small, cramped toilet.

"Would you be able to make another gaming video of you farting, but this time you rage at the game and at the people you are playing with. Every time you rage at the game, you fart nonstop and you swear a lot at the tv too! The more angry you get at playing the game, the bigger and louder your farts get (like your ass is angry too) and you don't care if the people you're playing with can hear your farts, because they make you feel so hot and sexy. You start off wearing panties but you soon take them off and continue farting naked with no restrictions and fart as loud as you want, plus it makes you feel even hornier farting naked (than wearing clothes). You can fart in different positions laying down and standing up so you can capture your ass farting, sometimes you turn around and fart at the tv (in frustration)"

"Would you be able to make another gaming video of you farting, but this time you rage at the game and at the people you are playing with. Every time you rage at the game, you fart nonstop and you swear a lot at the tv too! The more angry you get at playing the game, the bigger and louder your farts get (like your ass is angry too) and you don't care if the people you're playing with can hear your farts, because they make you feel so hot and sexy. You start off wearing panties but you soon take them off and continue farting naked with no restrictions and fart as loud as you want, plus it makes you feel even hornier farting naked (than wearing clothes). You can fart in different positions laying down and standing up so you can capture your ass farting, sometimes you turn around and fart at the tv (in frustration)"

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"of Step-son walks in on a bloated Step-mommy on the toilet trying to brownie with flat sandals, tank top, and booty shorts on while you see him peeping from the corner you encourage him to join you to watch as you blow up the bathroom"

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"of Step-son walks in on a bloated Step-mommy on the toilet trying to brownie with flat sandals, tank top, and booty shorts on while you see him peeping from the corner you encourage him to join you to watch as you blow up the bathroom"

My stomach is three days post-operative after a major intestinal surgery. Every movement hurts, but I've been eating for three days now and haven't had a bowel movement. Now I'm emptying the entire brownie, the lumps are huge and fall in one after another with a strong. Each movement hurts more and more. Unfortunately, I also have a sore throat; I constantly blow my nose, which also causes a lot of pain.

My stomach is three days post-operative after a major intestinal surgery. Every movement hurts, but I've been eating for three days now and haven't had a bowel movement. Now I'm emptying the entire brownie, the lumps are huge and fall in one after another with a strong. Each movement hurts more and more. Unfortunately, I also have a sore throat; I constantly blow my nose, which also causes a lot of pain.

I'm trapped in a car repair shop, and I know the owner locked me in on purpose! His employees are in the room next to me. I'm sure they hear my cries, but the boss has forbidden them from releasing me. He's a total monster, I hate him.

When I know I'm NOT getting free, and my ass is begging to be emptied, I look for something to throw my bricks into.

I see a bucket in the corner of the room, I grab it, and I smell a terrible stench—it's a bucket of piss! Someone must have been locked in here before me. Disgusted, I use it, sit down, and the meatballs begin to be released. Fuck, they fall one by one, a loud thud with each impact. There are so many of them!

My legs can't take the strain, I search for a solution, and there it is! I find a piece of wood, climb onto it, and stick my ass out. Now I can continue emptying myself freely.

Once everything was out of me, I could put on my pants, the door opened. But I had no toilet paper, fuck, fuck, fuck! I put my pants on over my dirty ass and ran.

I'm trapped in a car repair shop, and I know the owner locked me in on purpose! His employees are in the room next to me. I'm sure they hear my cries, but the boss has forbidden them from releasing me. He's a total monster, I hate him.

When I know I'm NOT getting free, and my ass is begging to be emptied, I look for something to throw my bricks into.

I see a bucket in the corner of the room, I grab it, and I smell a terrible stench—it's a bucket of piss! Someone must have been locked in here before me. Disgusted, I use it, sit down, and the meatballs begin to be released. Fuck, they fall one by one, a loud thud with each impact. There are so many of them!

My legs can't take the strain, I search for a solution, and there it is! I find a piece of wood, climb onto it, and stick my ass out. Now I can continue emptying myself freely.

Once everything was out of me, I could put on my pants, the door opened. But I had no toilet paper, fuck, fuck, fuck! I put my pants on over my dirty ass and ran.

It was an intense weekend. I ate so much that I gained 3 kg. My belly is huge and still full. But I've already digested most of the food and am now emptying it. The giants are flying out of me with a bang. This video has a lot of splashing, wet farts, and rare brownies, at the end.

It was an intense weekend. I ate so much that I gained 3 kg. My belly is huge and still full. But I've already digested most of the food and am now emptying it. The giants are flying out of me with a bang. This video has a lot of splashing, wet farts, and rare brownies, at the end.