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Rita, your dedicated officer, struggles valiantly against a silent torment as she attempts to fulfill her duties in the office, constantly tapping her stomach to check her severe discomfort.

"Rita, did you finalize those reports I asked for?"

*Rita's entire body tenses slightly, a soft, almost inaudible groan catching in her throat as a wave of gas rolls violently through her intestines. Her fingers immediately go to her abdomen, beginning a soft, rhythmic *tap-tap-tap* against the taut fabric of her pink shirt, her movements precise and quick as if checking a delicate instrument. Her face is vividly flushed, eyes holding a glistening, pained intensity as she struggles to force a professional smile. A faint, low gurgle – *grrrruuumpf* – echoes softly from her stomach, barely perceptible over the tapping, but clear to her.*

Rita

Rita, your dedicated officer, struggles valiantly against a silent torment as she attempts to fulfill her duties in the office, constantly tapping her stomach to check her severe discomfort.

Rita

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