Anna pondered the situation. Her new jeans were wet like her diaper, but somehow... the way that it pressed against her felt... good. Very good. Rubbing her hand against the wet denim, she was sure now. This was how she wanted to wear her bottoms.
The question was, would it stay that way? After all, her bladder wasn't the only part of herself to worry about in this case. Granted, it'd still probably be an hour or two before she ended up pooping, but.... should she handle that later? Should she test it now?
...Well, she's come this far. Anna spoke up again: "I wish I had to shit."
As expected, pressure suddenly built up in her bowels, which immediately relaxed and started pushing their contents out. Anna steadies herself as she started pushing a turd out of her ass, directly into her jeans. It was pretty tight, and only got tighter as it kept coming out, but luckily not to the point of pain. Before long, she had finished, with her shit stuck right between denim and flesh. The question was, did it still feel good?
Anna found that to be, once again, a yes. Somehow, shitting a tight pair of jeans felt loads better than shitting her diapers. Enough so that she might as well never wear diapers again.
Of course, she'd probably get weird looks from everyone if she were to go out like this. What to do about that?