MoRina returns home from work, having endured endless cramps all day. She's trying to maintain her composure, but now that she's home and her pain is getting worse, she is starting to lose it. Normally a prim and proper lady in public, in her own home she lets loose with the moaning and cursing when the waves of cramps hit. She brews some green tea to try to chill out, but the stomach pain is endless. She decides to relax on the sofa and maybe put some pressure on her belly with a pillow. She pulls off her suit jacket and slips off her stiletto pumps as she writhes around in agony. She really starts to sweat and her face gets red as she experiences unbearable belly pain. Her hair sweaty and messy, her skirt hiked up, panties and stocking tops exposed, her composure has been completely lost. Desperate, she can't find a comfortable position to save her life... but she tries and tries...