*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*
The hotel alarm blared as Jordan blinked awake while fumbling to snooze it. He just couldn't seem to reach the end of the bed.
"Ehhhh----" He moaned as he shifted his body closer to the sound only to be snapped awake by the sound he made. Cautiously he brought a hand up to his head only to find an unruly mop of hair. His other hand quickly found itself making contact with one of his enormous tits on his chest. "What the. Why do I... Oh fuck SAM!!"
"Morning chica!" Sam chimed as she entered and made her way over to the alarm. "Vamanos! We have a long day today no?"
"Fuckkkkk" Jordan moaned as he threw himself back into the pillows. "What time is it? And why is my head fucking pounding?! I only had one drink last night."
"Ju had one very large Margarita. Maybe good for senor Jordan but senorita Jordan? No no. Ju were very drunk last night." Sam smiled throwing the curtains open to the beginnings of sunrise lightly entering the room.
"Why is the light not blinding?! How early is it?" Jordan whined.
"Oh es a little before Seis."
"Seis.... Six? Why are you waking me up at six? We don't have to be at the plant till at least 8." Jordan growled finally opening his eyes to find Sam towering over him. She... He'd forgotten how sexy she'd become and now she was leaning over his bed while her satin night gown crawled up her thigh.
"Because ju can no longer show up despeinada. Una Mujer importante like ju need put together." Sam informed her throwing off the covers. "Shower, and no get tu cabella wet. Take to long."
"Ughhhhh!!! I hate this!!!" Jordan groaned as he stumbled out of bed, barely catching himself from falling to the floor.
"Cuidadosa" Sam cautioned
"Fucking new center of gravity..." He mumbled as he lumbered towards the bathroom. "You know miss Duolingo is way more annoying when it's not getting us great service." Entering the bathroom he quickly blinded himself with light. As him eyes finally adjusted he stared back at him-herself in the mirror. There stood the same brunette woman from yesterday. Well it was the same woman but now she was in much rougher shape. Her hair was an absolute mess and eyes had bags under them. She was also currently draped in a massive 'Thorns and Cannons' band t-shirt that hung out across her massive chest which felt like it was much closer to the countertop than it ever should be. Sam must not have gotten rid of all his extra clothes...
"Here ju use this y I will see you en dies minutos!" Sam said handing him a shower cap before leaving his presence.
"Wait how do I-" He started to ask.
"Dies Minutos!!!!" Sam shouted back
"Uhhh!!" Jordan moaned again before beginning to corral his hair into the cap. He'd just gotten what he figured was enough of it in before he felt a familiar yet new sensation, an uncomfortable sensation on his bladder telling him he'd need to pee. "Fuck. Uh Sam how do I PEE!!" He shouted but only heard the faint sound of her shower in the distance. "Fuck me. What ever I can do this." He told himself as he lifted up his shirt and plopped himself on the toilet. "Ok.. come on how different could it be? Just gotta... oookkk then." He blushed as the sound of splashing water rose from below and she felt her bladder empty. "See that wasn't so bad. Now I just wipe it... somehow.... I'll just let the shower take care of it."