You look around your room, the scents in the area becoming quite distinct as your nose begins to darken and becomes moist. You sniff at your belongings, noting how strongly human it all smelt, your continually increasing canine mind now unable to realize that you were supposed to be that human.
Looking around cautiously, you make sure no other humans are around to do what your mind is telling you to do. With another scratch with your back foot to your ear in an attempt to reach the itch of the flea in your brain, you walk over to your suitcase, nudging it open with your nose despite still having hands. It clicks open and you're greeted with the heavy scent of a human's, causing you to frown a bit before letting your tongue hang out in a happy pant.
Moving over the baggage, you manage to drop your pants, shirt, and underwear into the suitcase and unhesitatingly lift a leg onto the bed for support, and let loose your urine all over your belongings. It felt nice to release your bladder for a bit, but you stop shortly after, conserving your pee for the rest of the room. Kneeling back down on your thickening foot paws, you take a good whiff of the harsh smell, panting happily as you recognize the scent now wafting in your piss soaked clothes.
You continue this for key points in the rest of the room: the fancy dog-themed lamp next to your bed, all of the dog toys, the doggy door, and last but not least, the hotel door. Unbeknownst to you, with every piss, your cock slowly turned red and tapered, by the time you finish with the door, you now had a human-ish red rocket penis, and your balls kept its same human shape while forming a slight sheathe. Your feet also shifted into a strange hybrid between functional human feet and thick, padded canine paws. You hands were of a similar state, though it seemed they were only slightly thicker and now had pads on your palms.
Despite all the obvious changes, your flea bitten mind sees that all is well so far.