Andrew could feel how the clothes of Ashley restricted his movement a bit more than before. Not much, just a little difference. As the stomach sloshed around him, and as he could feel the movement of her belly when Ashley walked, he kinda realized that he was an awful judge of character.<br/><br/>The air felt rather tight inside, almost as if one were stuck in a room that were reserved for smokers only, except that the room was barely fit for one person curled up and filled with stomach gases.<br/>He coughed and tried to move around, something which easier said than done as he barely managed to move inches at a time. If he was to throw a punch, it would be a mere nudge within this confined space.<br/><br/>He heard the door of the bathroom open and close,<br/>"Maybe..." He thought to himself and shouted once more: "Anyone there? Help!" Although the sounds probably just came out as a mere gurgling of a stomach.