Sex Changes
Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Sex Changes
Author: black_ladybug/sweetxpoison666
Pairing: none
Rating: T
Warnings: typical Supernatural ones? possible spoilers if you haven't watched all of the episodes
Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Dean or Sam.. just borrowing.
Feedback: would be lovely!
Prologue
Dean stepped out of the shower, taking a towel from the rack and drying off his new body. “Dude… Do you really have to be in here while I shower?” He asked, slightly annoyed.
“Yes.” He said, giving his brother a knowing look. “I know you Dean. If I wasn’t keeping tabs on you, we’d never get anything done. Honestly, I want my body back.” He said, searching through the book in his lap.
“I want mine back too, but I’m going to enjoy this one for the time being.” He grinned and wrapped the towel around himself before leaving the bathroom.
Sam leapt from his perch and followed. “I think I might have figured it out.” Sam said as Dean pulled on a pair of jeans.
“Dude… we need to go shopping…” Dean said, looking down as the buttoned jeans fell from his waist to the floor.
“Just wear a belt.” Sam scoffed as he grabbed a pair of pants from his bag and held them up. “Well… One pair of clothes couldn’t hurt.”
Dean laughed realizing how short Sam was now. “Dude, how come I’m taller than you now?”
Sam, quite agitated, glared at Dean; he set down the jeans and sat on the bed looking at the glowing screen of the laptop. “As far as I can tell it’s either a trickster or a witches spell…” he trailed a little before glancing at Dean and seeing a look he knew all too well. “What did you do?”
“What do you mean?” He asked defensively, trying to look innocent.
“I know that look, Dean. What did you do?”
He sighed, “Alright. I went to the bar the other night.”
“Yeah, and?” Sam looked expectant, folding his arms over the well developed breasts on his chest.
“I met this girl.” He started, pulling on a black t-shirt.
“Okay.. That’s not giving me a lot. Was she a witch was it--”
“Just give me a second.” He said, cutting Sam off. “She knew my name, that freaked me out a bit.” he pulled on the jeans once more and tightened the belt. He sighed having to puncture a new hole in the leather. “She got all grabby.”
“And you turned her down?”
“I told her to get the hell away from me. Turned to the car and when I looked back she was gone.”
Sam hung his head. “I think you pissed off a witch.”
“Maybe it’s a vengeance demon?” Dean grinned, trying to lighten the mood. “But it’s not all that bad. We’ll figure a way to reverse it, but in the mean time, I need some clothes that fit.” He smiled and pulled on a dark blue button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
Sam sighed and pulled on some clothes. “I don’t know the first thing about women’s clothes.” He mumbled to himself and followed Dean to the Impala.
Dean got into the drivers seat; putting the key in the ignition. He stretched to reach the peddles, “Okay, this sucks.” He mumbled as the car started.
Sam got into the passenger side and sighed. “I look ridiculous.” He whined, tugging slightly on the jeans he wore. “I don’t like being short.” He whispered under his breath causing Dean to laugh as he pulled out of the parking lot.