Spindizzy's tales of transformation

  Normally Dan would have avoided a flea pit like the Sleep Eazy Motel but the road was long and the hour so late he couldn't bring himself to drive on. The clerk behind the counter was watching porn on his phone. Clearly annoyed at Dan's interruption of his evening's entertainment he rattled through the check in process using more grunts and body language than actual words. A room was 49.95 for the night or ten bucks an hour. All breakages to be paid for. Checkout was at ten.  Dan paid cash and kept his thoughts to himself on the subject of motels that offered an hourly rate. He just needed a bed he didn't care what else it had been used for as long as he got to sleep in it. "Here you go, room sixty-nine" the clerk told him with a leer. "The vip suite. Hope you have a nice night now..." Ignoring the clerk's uncharacteristically long speech and the hand held out in expectation of a tip Dan brushed by and slammed the door on him. "See you rea...