Felis, his heart pounding in his giant chest, knew he had to act, and act fast. He'd wasted enough time! Ducking so not to put his head through the twelve-foot ceiling, he darted towards the door. His oversized muscles seemed to have been growing along with the rest of him. He looked like an Atlas Bodybuilder!
Black stripes on orange fur blurred with his motions but, too soon, he realized he'd lingered too long.
The big door, its height being a generous ten feet, was so tiny. His huge cock, as he ducked and ran, bunched up against the door as he tugged it open. He bent down as far as he could, his huge frame squeezing against the aperture. His huge, soft penis twinged with pain as it squeezed between his body and the door frame.
"GAHHH!" he roared!
Down the hall outside, Felis could hear his apartment neighbors reacting to the loud sound. He had to act, fast.
Putting his shoulders against the door frame, he carefully hefted his still growing cock out of the way and prayed that he wouldn't burst his balls with what he was about to do.
Splaying his giant foot-paws against his hardwood floor, he knew he wasn't going to get his damage deposit back. He extended his retractile claws and dug in. Then, pushing with all his might, he shoved his body forward against the tiny doorway.
The wood began to strain and creak. Doors, up and down the hallway opened, revealing staring, stunned neighbors.
He gritted his massive, feral teeth and kept at it.
His body grew past thirteen feet tall as his cock began to overflow his grasp.
Then, with a shuddering splintering bang, the doorway and much of the wall around it gave way.
He burst into the hall, a free tiger...
...A free, growing, tiger...
Screams and shouts of fear erupted from assorted neighbors as some retreated back behind closed doors while others rushed down to the stairway to escape the building.
Felis had no time to care. Still getting bigger, he'd never fit through the double-glass doors in the foyer, a floor below, if he didn't run.
He loomed to his feet, his head cracking against the high, hall ceiling. Cursing, he swished his tail and, naked as an overly-endowed jaybird, ran for freedom.
Less than a minute later, he'd smashed through the glass doors and tumbled out onto the street.
Police sirens from Pleasure Island's police force echoed in the distance as he stood. A looming, fourteen feet tall with a cock as thick as his bulging biceps and hanging mid-length between his knee and ankles, he was still growing. He had to flee...