Steve leaves the secluded corner of the mall and, trying and failing to hide from the security cameras. Trys to find his way to the exit.
The place is desolate.
Nearly an hour past closing time only Ty and a single security guard ,asleep in the monitoring room.
Ty using his powers to keep himself silent and unseen but following closely behind steve.
As steve trys at the doors the echo of shaking steel rings in tys ears, and in plain view of the security cameras.
He may be strong but the doors hold.
Ty makes a wish that no matter what, no alarm or camera will detect them.
But steve soon gives up. Looking down at his Vast and chisled body, he starts to chub. Looking at his giant, knee length cock.
But instead he looks back, and has a flash of self control, thinking aloud. "Need clothes."
Steve walks off, in the direction of the very sports store he originaly shopped in and his changes began.
Again oblivius to the noise and alarms that would normaly go off.
He eyes the plastic shutters on the store, and without thought runs, full force against the barrier, blasting a 7ft dent in the shutter and tearing the hinges on one side, just enough to pry a hole open big enough for him to step through.
Inside the store he is greeted by the familiar smell of new shoes.
Soon finding his way to an isle with swim shorts; the closest thing to undies in this section of the mall.
With some difficulty finding anything his size, and trying his hardest not to touch his promonent dick, still semi-soft and streching the XXL shorts to the limits, likley meant for big waists not wangs.
Striding over to a clothing isle and finding a grey hoodie and sweat pants. Again slightly too small for his 6'11 frame. But comfortable enough.
Snagging what where the only trainers that fit, a size 16
Not a shopping spree but sufficient to run home in.
He leaves the store wearing the clothes, through the busted shutter.
Finding his way back to the same set of doors, this time with Intent!
Picking up speed on the wide corridor he begins to charge at the reinforced door, the locks and frame may have stopped him before, but the glass wont.
With a grunt he takes a final jump and goes hurteling through the security glass, breaking it out of the frame.
And continuing to run out of the way of the debre.
Into the carpark, populated by only a few likley staff or overparked cars.
His home was only a short walk away, and it was a dark cloudy night, no one would question a "man" out on the streets at this time. Not without suspicion anyway.
And not a soul would notice Ty not far behind.
After 10 minuites of uneventfull walking he arrives home.
His parents out of state, visiting distant reletives, the only reason he was allowed to the mall by himself; that would save him a few days, at least.
Vaulting the fence with considerably more ease than normal and getting in through the unlocked back door.
Seeing his own house from a new perspective, more than 1 and a half feet above his normal eye line.
Ty watches through the windows and when he wishes, through the walls, as if hes in the room with him
Steve races upstairs, bounding up with his new powerfull legs, and enters his painfully small room.
Collapaing on the bed. His feet hanging off of the end.