Carl lay back on the bed, enjoying a nice nap after a long shower. He had to lay on his back. His large cock made sleeping on his stomach all but impossible. It lay flaccid, draped across his thigh. Even when it wasn't erect, it still was an impressive size. He did have a sheath and it had retracted earlier. But as he dozed in and out of consciousness he liked to occasionally tease and play with it. He was going to miss it a little when he reverted back to his human form.
A knock on the door startled Carl and brought him out of his sleepy daze.
"Room service. Sir, I brought you some fresh towels and toiletries," said the voice.
Carl heard the doorknob rattle as a key entered the lock.
Carl began to panic. What should he do? The zebra girl had asked him not to let anyone see him or she would get into trouble. Maybe he should quickly duck in the bathroom and hide. Or maybe the closet. Then again, he was a paying guest. It was his room and he could do whatever he wanted. The customer was always right. Who cares if they saw him? Hell, he was proud of his new body and kinda wanted to show it off. Maybe he would get lucky again.
The door began to slowly open. Whatever he decided, Carl needed to do it quickly.