“Not here, not NOW!” Snozzy whined, shuddering as he felt an all too familiar tingle surge down his spine. The tingles had been building for the last few minutes, each one stronger and more worrying than the last. “I just wanted to buy some CLOTHES, is that so wrong?” He complained to no-one in particular, staring at his reflection in the changing-room mirror. With a gulp, he let his eyes drift down, over his round belly and lower still. 

    There, wrapped tight in a purple latex thong, was his problem. A massive, throbbing, GROWING problem. With every electric tingle down his spine, Snozzy got to watch his already hefty bulge swell out bigger. His sheath was already wide enough to lose a fist in, and his balls were like melons in size. They sloshed heavily with each bout of growth, growing fuller as they grew larger. 

    “Fuck, I don't wanna get banned from this mall too!” The guil whined, tossing the clothes he'd been trying on aside and pulling his shorts back up. They got caught around his hefty package and thick thighs, another tingling bout of growth almost making them impossible to pull up! He managed, though, the stretchy fabric of his shorts barely hiding anything. And it was only going to get worse. 

    With a shaking hand, Snozzy pulled the changing room door open, dashing out into the store and towards the exit. Every few steps he felt that tingle down his spine, his package filling out his shorts more and more. Soon it was hefty enough to wobble with each step, making the guilmon blush and pant in arousal. He hated these growth episodes but damn they felt good. Already his sheath was bulging, trying to let his immense, growing member slip free. Thankfully his thong was too tight for that, or he'd have even more heft bouncing about as he made a break for the door. 

    Like a wobbly red blur, Snozzy shot out of the clothing store, out into the mall proper. He bit his fat lower lip, looking around for the nearest restroom. A heavy tingle shot down his spine, and he realized he needed to find an exit instead. The pulses of size were coming quickly, powerfully. If past experiences meant anything, Snozzy was in for quite an episode.

    In his rush to leave the clothing store, pushing past employees and customers alike, he'd completely forgotten about the earrings he was trying on. A few plain gold hoops on one ear, shining and clanking together as he looked around in panic. Of course, the store's security system was less distracted and easily noticed the unpaid items as they left the store. 

    “Excuse me!” A gruff voice called, making Snozzy's heart sink. In that moment he remembered the earrings, making a hasty attempt to pull them off. His claws were just so clumsy right now, with the giddy sensation of growth still surging through him. He had intended to return them, but to the security guard approaching, it must've looked like something else. The hefty male sped up his pace, grabbing Snozzy by the shoulder and wrenching him around. 

    “I-I am so sorry!” Snozzy stammered out, one hand awkwardly extended with the earrings. “I d-didn't mean to take them, sir!” He added, hoping he could settle this quickly and make a run for it. He had trouble speaking and thinking as another surge ran through him, his basket-ball sized nuts gurgling aloud. Oh god, he hoped the security guard hadn't heard that. 

    Thankfully, it seemed he hadn't, snatching the earring's from Snozzy's hand with a huff. He was taller and bulkier than the guilmon, an older rhino with a mean sneer. It was no surprise he was a guard, he certainly looked the part. Snozzy even felt himself cowering a bit, but it was only a momentary distraction from his real problem. 

    “Oh, I'm sure you didn't, little buddy. That's why you sprinted out of the store full speed, right?”  The rhino rumbled, grinning a 'got him' kind of smile. Snozzy shuddered as another growth-spurt surged through him, unable to respond through the sudden burst of pleasure. Unfortunately, the guilmon's package bloated big enough to press into the rhino's leg, which of course caused the guard to look down. 

    “Oh, smuggling some other goodies out, are we?” The guard teased, poking into the guilmon's fat bulge. Snozzy let out a loud whimper of need, blushing as he noticed a few mall patrons turning to face him. The digimon wanted desperately to explain that no, he wasn't! He wasn't a thief! All he managed, however, was a needy whine as the rhino poked his bulge again. 

    “Oh ho, seems I caught ya red handed!” The rhino announced triumphantly. By now more than a few passerby's had stopped to watch, curious about the 'crime in progress'. They all got to watch as the rhino hooked a finger in Snozzy's waistband, both his shorts and thong, and tugged down. Of course, another growth spurt shot through Snozzy at just that moment, making the guilmon gasp and whine aloud. 

    With that quick pull, The rhino freed the digimon's endowments to the open air. His face went from a triumphant grin to one of shock and awe as he watched the massive guil-nuts bounce out of their latex prison. As those huge orbs danced, the digimon's sheath did the same, the soft and supple flesh shaking as it was freed. The guard was stunned, to say the least, staring at Snozzy's equipment for a solid three seconds before even starting to stammer. 

    “I, uh, I...” He began, eyes wide and cheeks red. Snozzy couldn't even hear him though, biting his fat lower lip in anticipation. With his thong pulled down and the pressure on his sheath lessened, the puffy opening was free to yawn wide... and let the digimon's cock slip free. It did so with explosive velocity, sliding out and upright in a heartbeat. It was huge, as the guilmon expected, so big in fact that it clocked the rhino right in the jaw!

    The guard stumbled back, confused but unharmed, tearing the guilmon's pants open in the parting. There was no going back now, it seemed, the digimon unable to even try to cover up with his shorts in tatters. Not that it would have helped much. Snozzy and the gathering crowd both gasped as they sized up his length. It was at least 4 feet long, and still growing longer, thick enough to overshadow the guilmon's broad belly. He'd never been this big in public before...

    With a few panting breaths and panicked head-turns, Snozzy came back to reality. He was standing, pants down, in the middle of a crowd. They were all, unsurprisingly, gawking at his massive penis and balls, gasping every time he tingled and it grew. Today was NOT going well. With a bright red flush, Snozzy ditched his shorts and thong, grabbing just his wallet and making a break for the doors! It wasn't hard to get the crowd to make way, that battering-ram cock shoving anyone too slow aside. 

    Running with an erection nearly as long as he was tall was... difficult to say the least. Every hurried step made his massive balls swing one way, and his cock flop the other. It was quite a challenge just to keep his balance! It didn't help Snozzy that his dick was flinging pre to and fro, up and down... coating the floor, wall, roof, and onlookers with a thick coat of slippery white. More than once the guilmon lost his footing and nearly slipped, somehow able to right himself just in the nick of time. 
    
    Snozzy's impromptu sprint was quite difficult for other reasons too. He knew every step he took meant more people would see him. Take pictures of him, record him... His last episode had gone a bit viral online, this one was sure to do even better. Lucky him. He blushed as he heard cameras go off, heard lewd and rude shouts from the crowd, even saw a few onlookers cheering him on! At least it wasn't all bad...

    That was, until he felt another tingle. He'd made it half-way down the hall, towards the exit before he felt his first bout of added size. It came fast and hard, pushing his dick past six feet, and making his balls bloat out to bean-bags in size. Suddenly his pace was MUCH slower, the guilmon taking on an awkward waddle instead of his clumsy sprint. That meant more time to listen to the gawkers, to watch them record and mock him, and to take in his own immense size. As embarrassing as it all was, some primal part of Snozzy loved this sort of attention. 

    He was getting plenty of it too, half the mall gathered around him, watching him clumsily drag-waddle himself towards the doors. He was so close, just a few more feet! Maybe he'd actually make it outside, at least! That would be a small victory for the guil... but he'd never manage it. Even though his cock was large enough to trigger the door on its own, even though he managed to tug himself half-way through the automatic doors, Snozzy wasn't going to win today. 

    Just as he crossed the threshold, another surge shot through the guil, feeling like fire through his form. His cock and balls tripled in size in an instant, fat balls lodged squarely on one side of the double doors, while his cock was stuck on the other. That left Snozzy trapped in the middle, cock jutting out towards the parking lot, balls resting heavily on the cool tile behind him. The poor guil let out a defeated sigh, equipment so large he was straddling it like he was riding a horse. 

    If there was any 'plus' side to all this, Snozzy could tell he was done growing for now! The tingling warmth had faded away, leaving him short of breath and very turned on. It was hard not to be, sitting atop sofa-sized balls, laying forward on a dick the size of a limo. The sheer size of it all was enough to keep Snozzy hard and throbbing, despite everything else going wrong for him. His cock was already oozing thick, heavy rivers of pre into the parking lot, the warm slime spreading out beneath it. 

    Not only had he grown in size, it was clear he'd grown in potency too. His dick was gushing more and more pre by the moment, and GOD the smell. Snozzy hadn't noticed it much in his little dash, but now the reeking musk of his cock was all he could smell. It filled his nose and burned deep into his lungs, making the guilmon more than a little light headed. If he squinted, he could almost swear he saw a warm haze of the stuff, just pouring off his shaft. 

    “Aww fuck me...” He stammered out, trying to rise up on his shaft. His head bonked on the door-frame behind him, showing him just how far up he was being pushed up by his junk. He was forced to stay laying over his equipment, barely any clearing between his back and the door-frame above it. He really WAS stuck...
    
    That's when the guil remembered... he was still in public. With a blush, he looked around, and sure enough, there was a crowd of people starting to form around him. They seemed worried at first, but as they drank in the guil's scent their inhibitions seemed to wane. Soon they were walking up close enough to touch, taking selfies with the poor guilmon and his junk. Snozzy wanted to ask for help from them, but every touch to his over-sensitive equipment made him too horny to think. All he managed to get out were a series of lewd, needy moans. 

    With increased size seemed to come increased pleasure, even a casual pat or gentle brush making Snozzy whine out like a bitch in heat. That's really how he felt, too. Hornier than he ever had been, in desperate need of relief. As he grew more and more pent up, his nuts began to swell with seed, managing to get him even more soundly stuck. His cock continued to gush copious amounts of thick pre, and that heavy musk only grew more potent. It wasn't just affecting Snozzy though, his scent filling the lungs of those around him and flooding their minds with lust. 

    The first 'victim' was a slim white rabbit, the bunny panting and starting to strip. “So... hot...” He panted, shamelessly tugging his cock as he freed it from his pants, soon stepping out of them and closer to Snozzy's cock. Half the crowd seemed shocked that the bunny would go so far, but more of the mass of men and women seemed to take it as a sign. They all began to undress too, starting to throw their nude forms against Snozzy's immense member. 

    Hands rubbed, tongues slurped, and bodies ground into the digimon's over-bloated endowment, making his mind short-circuit from the sheer bliss of it all. He'd never felt so GOOD before, and the flood of pleasure was more than enough to wipe any pesky worries from his mind. He felt good, everything felt good! And that's all that his lust-drunk brain could process.  

    The crowd seemed to be under the same spell, the last stragglers shredding their clothes and joining in on the fun. There wasn't enough surface area of Snozzy's shaft for the whole crowd to grind into, so some flocked to his swelling balls instead, helping them bloat with more and more seed. Every rub and slurp made them slosh and swell, the pleasure building in liquid form under that taut white skin. 

    Even more people approached, obviously intrigued by the mass of nude people. They all fell under Snozzy's influence before long, the guilmon's heady musk wafting out into the whole parking lot by now. Even those half-the-mall away were affected, dropping their chores and drawers to 'enjoy' themselves. Before long the whole mall was lost in one, big orgy, men and women all coming together and throwing themselves at one another. 

    At the center of it all, however, was one seriously horny guilmon. Snozzy had lost the ability to think through the immense pleasure long ago, his body moving and acting on pent-up instinct. He couldn't so much in his predicament anyways, mostly just rubbing against himself and savoring his own heady scent. The guimon almost didn't notice as someone climbed up his balls and thrust into his rump, nor when the same happened to his face. He simply relaxed and let it all happen, eager and willing and dumb with lust. 

    The groaning, messy grinding and fucking continued for hours this way, a horde of lovers all gathering around Snozzy. His pre continued to seep out into the parking lot, a thick layer of white covering much of the concrete. His musk grew thick, warmer, more potent... starting to force those closest to him into spontaneous orgasm. Soon the 'party' was awash in white, thick spunk from hundreds of men and women coating the orgy-goers, inside and out. Snozzy was no exception, taking dozens of loads over his body, into his rear, and down his throat. A few more adventurous folks even pumped into his nose, filling his sinuses with musky white. 

    Of course, no orgasm would ever come close to the guilmon's own. Despite the impossible peaks of pleasure he was being put through, his climax still took a full five hours to properly build. Half of the mall-goers had tapped out by then, passing out and slumping against one another in slimy, satisfied bliss. Those still awake could tell what was coming, if only by the ominous rumbling. 

    Snozzy's balls had bloated so large they filled half the hall behind him, swollen with a lake's worth of seed. Every moan and groan from the guil and his new 'friends' were easily drowned out by the heavy churning of his nuts, the sound almost deafening up close. It sounded, quite literally, like waves crashing against a shore. So much heavy digi-seed, all primed to blow any moment...

    The trigger for Snozzy's climax was so small but so potent. He could feel the crowd around him growing tired, starting to drift off. Still, there were those who were dedicated, eager to see the guilmon hit his peak. One of them had the bright idea to reel back and just SMACK Snozz'y cock-head, full force. What would have normally been a painful impact was an immense spike of pleasure to the lust-drunk guil, even if it did leave a bright red handprint. 

    The broiling, churning in Snozzy's nuts built to an all time high, then stopped. There was a moment of quiet, of calm. Snozzy even felt his thoughts clear for just a moment, long enough to realize what was coming. He braced himself with a whimper, genuinely afraid of what was about to come. He'd never felt like this before, so he had no idea what was about to happen... 

    The guilmon tried his best to roar out in bliss as he came, but his measly little voice was completely drowned out by the sounds of his orgasm. His shaft creaked and groaned aloud, visibly shaking as the pressure built within. The belly of his shaft swelled out, making his already immense cock look even larger. The sloshing, creaking, groaning sounds all built as his dick quaked and bloated... then the flood began.

    Snozzy's shaft didn't just gush, it ERUPTED. A pressurized, heavy stream of white, firing across the parking lot like a water cannon. Anyone foolish enough to rest near the business end of his shaft was swept aside, launched into one of the rapidly growing pools of bubbling guil-jizz. Not only that; any car, tree, or light-post unfortunate enough to be in front of the guilmon was tossed aside like a child's toy. Nothing could stand before the torrential flood of white slime. 

    Snozzy was no exception. Had he not been lodged in the doorway so soundly, he easily would have been launched back by the force of the blast. His mind had no such protections; blanked, deleted, and emptied by that immense climax. Every muscle in his body, every nerve... they all served one purpose now. Pleasure. Pure, endless, unimaginable pleasure. The guilmon wasn't a guilmon anymore. He was a lump of meat atop a gushing, fat cock... no thoughts or words or emotions to speak of. 

    The climax dragged on, and on, and on, a truly monumental output. The parking lot flooded, as did the mall, then the streets surrounding, and further still. Onward and outward the bubbling sea of white spread, carrying with it the guilmon's heavy and arousing scent. It wasn't just a haze of musk, it was a fog, making the air thick and warm for miles. Half the city was sure to be under the digimon's influence by now, and he was only getting started. 

    The torrential blast of Snozz-seed lasted for well over an hour, making sure there wasn't a street left un-flooded for miles and miles around. Even the next town over got a little of his love, the wind carrying his musky scent there and turning the inhabitants on each other in another messy orgy. Eventually though, the guilmon's immense climax did taper off, cock gushing slower and slower until it finally let up its last dribble of jizz. 

    Snozzy was well and truly exhausted, having dipped in and out of consciousness during his whole climax. With its end, he passed out soundly, snoring atop his softening member. The growth surge's effects were starting to wane too, slowly shrinking the digimon's endowments back to their normal size.

    Snozzy and the rest of the mall-goers would wake up in a few hours, sore, sticky, and confused. It wouldn't take long for the guil to figure out what had happened, though he might not believe the scale of it. He'd never made THIS MUCH of a mess. God only knew how the city would deal with the mess he'd made, or what sort of punishment he was in for. One thing was for sure though; he was going to have to find a new mall to go to.