Despite already unloading twice (once at home and once on the bus, causing this whole chain of events), you still find yourself full of farts and ready to cum. You don’t see your overactive sex partner anywhere, so you are left to rub your knotted sheath alone, using your worn clothes as a gag to keep yourself from getting caught so fast. Using one hand to rub your red cock and the other poorly keeping you from skunking the changing room, you try to masturbate quickly and get your dick down so that you don’t have to pay for too small clothes. You feel the sensation coming on again, the gas flowing through your bowels as you clench around your fist. You are in tears as you are whimpering for Kristie to help relieve you, or at least make sure that you don’t get kicked out over your raunchy farts. As if you couldn’t have made a worse decision, you decide to leave the changing room and find something to fart into so that no one would mind or care.
The awkward shuffle with your hand up your ass was already bad enough, but then you trip and fall into the walkway in front of several employees. The fall forces you to remove your hand from your ass, meaning the maelstrom of acrid skunk farts was soon to envelop the store. All you could do was cover your eyes as your bubbly backside spewed out a volcano, quickly filling the store with your nasty scent. All you could hear was coughing and footsteps moving further away as you were powerless to try and control your rectum. You even came a third time while all this was going on. Anyone that couldn’t escape ended up fainting, their transformation would start soon. Once you felt empty enough, you slowly get up off the ground and check your surroundings. Everyone inside was slowly getting their skunky colors as the whole store took on a dingy green tint from the sheer amount of skunk ass that was loaded into it. You finally manage to locate Kristie, who was just now walking in with an ice cream in hand. She walked over to where you were, put her paw on your back, and giggled while saying, “I guess that’s one way to not have to pay for anything. Skunk it and make it yours. Since you did that, I’m picking up what I want before they wake up. Did you find anything your size fatty?” You just shake your head no. She shoves the entire cone in her mouth, licks her fingers, and walks over to the plus size section to grab a thong, boy shorts, shorts, and capris that look really big. “These should work, grab some tops and let’s get out of here.” She didn’t even care to apologize or help fix the lives of any of the employees there. You just transformed an entire store’s worth of people into skunks, their business is probably going to be ruined unless the whole mall was into skunks. Kristie walks into the restroom while you…