Lauren demands privacy

Lauren scowled at Monica’s smug face. It was bad enough that she was being **** to use a child’s training toilet in the first place, she wasn’t about to use it while being watched by these idiots too!

“I not asking again.” Lauren stated, “I need privacy, so either leave the room or turn around.”

“Firstly, I don’t think that you of all people are in any position to be barking orders.” Monica replied with a smirk as Darryl laughed loudly. “Second, you have nothing I haven’t seen before, Lauren. Especially when compared to the kids that actually need it for potty training.”

Lauren fumed at that last comment, momentarily forgetting about her bladder as she stood up and stood next to the training potty. How DARE Monica say that?! She was so angered that she didn’t even notice that she wasn’t covering up anymore.

“Listen, you big bimbo!” Lauren barked angrily, “It is bad enough that I’m using this stupid thing because you won’t give me my clothes back! I am not offering you or my brainless, ugly, and perverted step-brother a free view of me using it!”

“Now, Lauren,” Monica began mockingly, not intimidated by the little woman’s comical appearance, “you don’t want me to have to spank you for being a naughty little girl, do you?”

“I’m not a freaking little girl!” Lauren screeched, her voice going up several octaves. Unaware of Darryl pointing his phone at and recording her, Lauren continuously stomped her feet and shouted, “Am not! Am not! Am not! Am not! Am not!”

"Your tantrum is telling me otherwise..." Monica said in a sing song voice, grinning mockingly at her former employer.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Lauren shouted, practically marching in place as she repeatedly stomped her bare feet. Monica and Darryl laughed at all the jiggling flesh of Lauren's stomach and butt as the little woman did so.

Unfortunately, Lauren didn’t realize what all this stomping around was doing to her bladder, only made worse as she pounded her fists against her chubby thighs...