He had to escape before he would do something he would regret.

Isaac's heart raced and burned with desire, feeling his cock slowly pulse to erection. He looked down at Kayla's hand atop his, her gentle fingers affectionately gripping the back of his palm, his eyes darted to her bust, the inviting and soft cleavage not helping him maintain the bits of control he had left, then finally up to Kayla's green eyes. He felt his shaft inch forward from the hem of the skirt, now woefully unable to keep anything hidden, even if he were completely soft. It felt good to be so big.

No, he needed to get out of here, he didn't need to do to Kayla what he had done to Angela.

"I just, uh," Isaac stammered as he pulled much more than he owed from his wallet and laid it on the table, "need you to keep the change!" Isaac stood up and pushed past her, his massive girth doing most of the actual pushing. Both moaned as the inhuman length of Isaac's member ran across the front of Kayla's hips. A series of gasps came from the rest of the diner as Isaac did his best to relearn how to walk for the second time today. His face burned deep red as he fished his keys out and threw himself into his car, not even bothering to buckle himself in as he pulled out of the parking lot and drove away. One hand on the wheel, the other trying to adjust his giant, overfilled balls in his lap. He had to adjust his steering wheel a little higher to accommodate just how much of him was in his lap.

He wondered just what he was now, he felt more genital than human.

It took the huge thing a while to go completely soft again, hanging down over the front of his balls again. He spent the time calming himself and driving around, trying to decide where to go next. He figured he would need some new clothes asap, but didn't know exactly where to go. The mall seemed like an exposure to too many people, but would have the best selection. He didn't know of too many other choices, though, he'd seen a few other stores around town. Maybe they would be good? They'd have less people, especially since most would be just now opening. However, he didn't think men's stores would have the clothes necessary for this... condition. A women's store or boutique would be necessary. He always did think they had better patterns, and given how much he had grown, the only factor now was how long a new skirt would need to be.

Isaac parked his car and did his best to look into the store before getting out, he didn't see anyone at the counter, so they had to be in the store somewhere. No great, but hopefully he could elude them. He checked to make sure to coast was clear, as his balls were so large now- and just begging for release into a warm, inviting hole- that it rose the hem of the skirt enough for his balls and tip to show. It was tight now, too. He hoped it made his butt look good. He shook his head and got out, he needed to keep thoughts clear and under control while out and about.

Entering the store, his eyes darted around as the door chimed, still no sign of anyone. He quickly made a beeline for the skirts.

"These sizes make sense, each one is labelled the same, but their not the same size! And they have no pockets!" He grumpily thought as the plight women's fashion came down on him in full ****. He grabbed a couple he thought would be in his size, and turned around

"Hi! Need any help? Looking for something for a girlfriend?" A chipper voice called closer than he'd like. Isaac held the skirts to his chest and looked slightly up, seeing her eyes looking down, slightly confused. He lowered the skirts to cover his crotch and saw a nametag on her that read "Emma"

"N-no! Just, uh, looking! Trying something new! For her! Not me!" Isaac couldn't help but notice how Emma's hips flared out on her frame, practically the widest part of her.

"It's alright, man, if you wanna wear skirts, I fully support you. Clothing shouldn't be gendered." Emma stated

"Thanks. It's crazy how none of these have pockets." Isaac said, relieved she wasn't making a pass at him.

"Yea, those don't, but we have some over here that do, if you'll follow me." Emma turned and beckoned him to follow. Isaac did so and watched as her hips swayed with each step, doing his best to keep himself under control, though he could feel

"Damnit, keep it down!" Isaac attempted to command his cock, feeling it stir more and more with each movement of Emma's tall, slender body.

"Here, try one these, they're actually marked in a more meaningful and less arbitrary size chart." Emma thrust a floral print garment at Isaac, who grabbed it. Their hands touched. It was electric. Isaac felt intense desire as Emma and him locked eyes. Her lips parted slightly with a small gasp.

"Oh God no." Isaac thought as she stepped closer to him. Isaac knew what he had to do.