glad you like it
I didn't actually think about Casey having this 'extra job' secret from her parents, I like that Idea ^_^
The row of 'porta-potties' at the end of the fic were toliets for people liket her, Casey was just unlucky and got a stall stolen from her :p
*Sitting in a chair wearing a silk coat and smoking a cornpipe (Like Bruce Campbell in that old spice commericial)*
Hmm... An interesting take on the challenge. Of course it's the only one, it does make for a unique take on this 'fetish'. I could in some ways see this kind of thing happening, though only a little. With the way technology is evoling, the more likely change would be genetic manipulation to make it so that the body absorbed everything from the food comsumed and completely broke it down into energy. And I recall, there are people whose matabolism is so high they actually process food much more better than others.
Anyway, a nice story. There are a few errors, one more noticible in the beginning. But otherwise a tightly wound piece that will be surely treasured.
First, I'm glad you liked it, the set-up did seem long to me though.
I got the cell phone idea from learning about a group of people that were imprisioned for a long time, then when they came back to the USA, they found out technology had changed rapidly.
I pretty much wrote this in one day and proofread it once before posting, but with further reading i will try to find more errors and fix them.
and now that you mention it, I think I could've fleshed out Casey's trip to the mall, I may add that on later.
heh, about the hair, if you notice, the hair on her head and down below are two different colors ^_^
yeah, the toilet pooping did get more attention, I hadn't planned on continuing the fic past the toilet nuking, but, that changed ^_^
Hehe, pants split from pooping? I like that thought ^_^
and to answer your questions at the end, it didn't occure to me that her home toilet needed to be reinforced, poor planning on my part >_<
Usually, if Casey knew there was a big load coming, she'd go find a reinforced toilet.
And Casey had hoped her load wouldn't be that large, afterall, she could always poop a little, flush, poop more, flush, etc. but Casey's mind was elsewhere ^_^