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Meanwhile, Carrie trudged away from the intertwined couple, heading out of the food court all together. She was six foot tall now, and her toned back muscles strained at the weight of the two proud beachball sized tits that thrust out before her, slapping and sloshing with each step. Carrie's pussy surged out behind her, practically bulging and oozing out from between her two legs and ample ass. The sopping wet lips squished invitingly with every leg movement.

Perhaps hindering her movement most of all, however, was the gigantic cock and balls that erupted from the former girl's crotch. The testicles were nearly floor draggers, barely a wrinkle on the scrotum, they were packed so tight. Veins snaked and bulged their way around Carrie's testes as the cum factories worked overtime, supplying plenty of transformative juices to every part of the herm's body. The rigid cock would have dragged on the floor if it wasn't so painfully erect. The blonde bombshell guided the hot tool up between the gigantic tits that bounced off her torso. The head of the dick was actually higher than Carrie's actual head.

As the herm beast strode toward the exit, she passed a woman, clutching and sobbing into her purse. The middle aged woman wore a loose fitting shiny green top and black pants.

Carrie faced the woman, lowering her cock from between her breasts, aiming directly at her. She reached behind herself with one hand to finger her pussy as the other hand held her cock in place, squeezing it gently. The whole process must have taken 10 seconds, and the woman was knocked off her feet with a blast of mutagenic semen.

Returning her cock to its place between her tits, she caught a white glob of cum in her puffy lips as it rolled down her shaft. She stepped outside of the building. The sun shined down on her slick body, the warmth causing blood to rush to all her parts.

She surveyed the area. Half the lot was empty, probably people fleeing the food court and the surrounding areas. There were still plenty of cars parked, which meant plenty of future herms were still in the shopping center. She spotted a couple holding hands, coming out of another exit. They were youngish looking. They were walking to their car, and didn't seem to notice Carrie standing out there.

Carrie bent over, aiming her cock in their direction. It was far away, perhaps too far. If she ran at them, they'd see her and would probably escape. Her best hope was to try to cum as hard as she could.

Suddenly, Carrie felt a weight on her back, hands grasped her wide hips, and a large cock press firmly against her pussy. Carrie was unbelievably wet, and without much effort at all, the cock slid deep into Carrie's snatch. She could feel cum coursing into her love canal right away. Carrie looked over her shoulder. A large chested brunette had mounted the statuesque herm, and was riding her hard. The brunette didn't look a day over 18, but the tattered remains of a shiny green blouse that held onto one of the watermelon sized tits gave away this one's identity as recently transformed woman.

The sex boosted Carrie's transformation once again. She felt a growth spurt in her cock, the head bulged angrily as the shaft thickened and lengthened another foot. The growth, plus the pounding from behind was enough to send her over the edge, and she came like a rocket. Ropes of the slippery white fluid sailed down the parking lot. Two of them hitting the man square in the head, and one especially thick slab nailing the female in the chest.

As the woman came buckets inside Carrie, Carrie watched the couple almost instantly mutate. The man's shirt untucked itself, exposing his toning abs as twin orbs swelled upon his chest. The woman's skirt tented up as her massive male organs surged into existence. Soon, he was on his back, hips in the air, pulling his giant ball sack over so his girlfriend had access to ram his womanhood while she sprayed him with milk from her tits. The recently transformed futa could feel her swelling balls filling with cum as her tits filled with milk.

Something inside the blonde herm urged her onward. Carrie was satisfied with what she'd done in the past few minutes, but it was not enough. Her body told her that there needed to be much more, and she needed to be bigger to do it.