After a day full of making women shit themselves with varying levels of consequences, Katlyn went home for a long day's rest. She learned a lot about the gun, just as she hoped. Unfortunately, that included the fact that whatever she did to herself was not reversible. A mild sense of panic laid in her gut as she looked down at her new belly, still gurgling and groaning loudly. As much as she tried to resist, there were multiple moments where she accidentally released her bowels. Most of the time, it was just and embarrassingly loud fart, but a few times she let a full log fill her new panties. It was too easy to poop now. She grabbed a number of clothes and undergarments that could fit her fatter body, as well as some diapers she felt she would need for the time being. She quietly entered her room, hoping to avoid her mother who would no doubt freak out at her sudden weight gain. As she entered her room, she locked the door and let out a sigh of relief. Out of her ass. Katlyn cringed as the smell hit her nose. She needed to get better control of her bowels now that they were constantly full. Quickly, she changed out of her (luckily) clean panties and put on a diaper to avoid any more unfortunate incidents. She's already ruined at least four pairs that day. With it on, she let out a sigh of relief. Simultaneously, she relaxed her bowels, and felt the feeling of poop filling her diaper. She stopped immediately, relieved that she had a diaper on this time. As that thought sank in, she realized she didn't have to have such fierce control anymore. With a grunt, she pushed out a massive fart followed by log after log of poop with little farts in between. She just sat there filling her diaper, a small bletch escaping her mouth. The poop acted almost like a cushion, just smellier and squishier. The room was stinking up as well, and no doubt the farts were getting loud enough that her mother might hear them. She stopped, but then immediately regretted it. The release felt so good, just getting everything out. However, given the nature of her new "ability", she couldn't do that. She sighed, wishing there was somewhere she could go to relieve herself in peace. An idea suddenly struck her.
A diaper change and bike ride later, Katlyn arrived at her towns local dump. The place was empty, already smelled, and already was filled with filth. It was the perfect place for her to relieve herself. Her stomach gurgled in excitement at the prospect of excretion, so much so that Katlyn was barely holding her bowels. She lost this battle as tripped over some random garbage, resulting in a massive fart followed by a huge load emptying into her pants. Katlyn sighed, glad she was still wearing a diaper, before she found a good spot. It was in an offed area surrounded by large piles of trash. Perfect. With that, she removed her pants and sat in the middle with her slightly solid diaper. With a deep breathe, she began pushing. Poop and farts began exiting her without restraint, filling and inflating her diaper quickly. Suddenly, the diaper became too full, and burst off with an explosion of feces behind her. Her cushioned butt hit the ground, only then realizing how far up her filled diaper was holding her. She looked back as her unrestrained butt released more poop, realizing she didn't really need a diaper anyways. She just sat there in a semi-meditative state for what felt like hours before looking behind her to find an impressively large mound of poop. Over that period of time, she suddenly felt like she had much better control over her bowels as she stopped her movement with a sputtering fart. With a quick spray of a conveniently placed hose later, she replaced her pants and planned what to do next. She really couldn't go home until she had some excuse for her extra 60 lbs. She decided the best option was to see if she could lay low at Miranda's house for a while. With that, she went off.