A soft, feminine whisper slowly woke him .
"Rise and shine," she said, her words dripping with honey and amusent.
"Are we there yet?" Vincent groaned and rubbed his bleary eyes.
Debbie chuckled, marveling at how quickly her companion succumbed to sleep.
"We'll be landing soon," she replied.
"Great, Wake when we're there." he muttered, already drifting back to sleep.
Debbie's mouth hung open in disbelief. She had hoped for a lively conversation with him, but it seed he was content to doze his way through their journey. She sighed and settled back into her seat, resigned to the fact that this would be a quiet flight.
After a relatively short flight, Vincent and Debbie finally touched down in Portland.
"What's next on the agenda?" Vincent asked, his curiosity piqued.
"We're going to our hotel to rest first. I've already arranged for a private Uber to take us there," Debbie answered, a hint of excitent in her voice.
"Then, we'll be heading to the mountains tomorrow." she added.
Vincent nooded. He was well aware that she was more familiar with the area, so he figured it was best to follow her lead.
The Uber driver arrived promptly, and the two of them climbed into the vehicle and headed towards their hotel.
As they made their way through the streets of Portland, Vincent couldn't help but take in the sights and sounds of the city. The lush greenery and stunning architecture were a feast for the eyes, and the vibrant energy of the people around them was infectious.
He also couldn't help but notice the stark difference between the bustling city he left behind compared to this place.
While both cities offer plenty of cultural experiences, Portland has a more laid-back, bohemian vibe, New York on the other hand was known for its glamour and glitz.
In short, while both Portland and New York offer plenty to explore and enjoy, they are vastly different in terms of culture, pace of life, and overall atmosphere.
As the Uber driver pulled up to the entrance of the hotel, they were greeted by the grandeur of the building. It was a stunning five-star hotel, with a towering façade and an elegant entrance that exuded luxury.
Stepping out of the vehicle, they were greeted by the friendly staff who welcod them warmly and assisted with their luggage. As they made their way inside, the lobby was filled with a sense of opulence and grandeur that was truly breathtaking. The spacious area was adorned with marble floors and glittering chandeliers that sparkled in the light.
***
Inside the hotel room
Debbie flopped onto the bed with a satisfied sigh. "Ah, finally so rest!" she exclaid.
"We've got a big day tomorrow."
Vincent took a seat on the armchair and leaned back, letting out a small sigh. He couldn't help but notice that the room they were staying in was quite large. He turned to Debbie and asked,
"Why did you only book one room? Do you think it's big enough for both of us?"
"Actually, this room has three separate bedrooms. I thought it would be nice for us to have so extra space and privacy." Debbie chuckled nervously. She felt a sense of sha admitting that her sister blocked her credit card .
"Really? That's pretty generous of you. I was worried that we might be cramped in a single room." Vincent was surprised by her answer
"Yeah, I figured it would be more comfortable this way. Plus, we can always use the extra space to store our luggage and belongings." she smiled, relieved that he didn't misunderstand her intentions.
Vincent nodded, grateful for her thoughtfulness.
"That's true. Thanks for thinking ahead.
"Right, I'm going to take a shower. You can use the one in the other room," she said, gesturing towards the bathroom door.
Vincent nodded and made his way to the other room, feeling grateful for the chance to freshen up after a long day of traveling. As he got into the shower, he let his mind wander, thinking about what was to co tomorrow.
***
Ring Ring Ring
As Debbie was taking a shower, her phone suddenly rang, and she picked it up with a tired expression on her face.
"Where are you?" Denise spoke with an angry tone. She had just received a notification from the credit card company that her little sister bought tickets and hotel reservations.
"I'm on vacation," Debbie replied calmly.
"With who? and why didn't you tell beforehand?" Denise yelled in frustration.
"With my friend " she replied.
"I already blocked your credit card , co back ho now !" Denise scread in frustration.
"I'm fine, I can take care of myself just fine," Debbie answered, then hung up the call.
anwhile, Vincent had just finished his shower and was sitting in the living room, checking his phone. He was chatting with Sophia and that beautiful attendant when he noticed a shining object on the desk near Debbie's bathroom.
He felt a strange attraction to the object, and as he picked up the dallion, it started shaking and cracking.
Vincent was puzzled, but then he suddenly felt a surge of power as he absorbed the dallion's energy. His eyes turned golden, and he grew taller and more muscular, but still maintained a human form.
Debbie felt sothing amiss and she burst out of the bathroom, shocked to see Vincent holding her dallion, which was slowly turning into dust.
It was too late to stop what was happening, as Vincent was now filled with power and had transford into a half-werewolf form.
"Vincent, please," she pleaded, taking a step back. "I know you're not yourself right now, but you need to calm down."
As Vincent's gaze shifted to her, Debbie couldn't help but feel her cheeks flush with heat. The sight of his rippling abs was almost too much to bear.
She was now vulnerable to Vincent's charms, which had been magnified by the power of the dallion.
He walked towards her with a lustful gaze, and she couldn't help but notice his muscular body, which was now exposed as his clothing had been torn apart during his transformation.
"I'm fucked " she bit her lips as she saw his now enlarged transford manhood.
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