Sam/Dean, "The Woods are Lovely, Dark, and Deep," (1/3)
"How long did she say this was going to last again?"
"It should wear off by morning." Dean looked over from the driver's seat with a smirk. "Plenty of time to go for a test drive."
Sam squirmed in his seat. "It feels like someone else's body," he grumbled, trying to make his voice lower so it wouldn't sound so strange. "Fucking witches."
Dean's smirk grew. "Told'ja we should've stopped them sooner. But no, you said it was a perfectly harmless spell and it would be better to let it run its course."
"I thought it had run its course!" Sam tried to fold his arms over his chest, but his arms bumped into two mounds that normally weren't there, and he jerked away, reminded of why he was freaking out.
"They're just boobs, Sam." Dean reached over and palmed one through Sam's flannel shirt and t-shirt. He pursed his lips in an appreciative whistle. "Nice ones, too."
"Dean!" Sam tried to twist away, but that only made Dean's palm drag over his nipple, and wow was that more sensitive
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Sam/Dean, "The Woods are Lovely, Dark, and Deep," (2/3)"Shh, just let me," Dean said, carefully pulling Sam's shirts out of his jeans. He'd had to undo the button when his newly-female hips proved to be too wide for men's blue jeans, and the zipper was already starting to snick open the instant Dean's hand lighted on it
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Sam/Dean, "The Woods are Lovely, Dark, and Deep," (3/3)
Sam was strung like a piano wire with anticipation, and then Dean was right there, and Sam shouted and bucked upward as desire flooded through him. "Oh, God," he breathed out
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"How long did she say this was going to last again?"
"It should wear off by morning." Dean looked over from the driver's seat with a smirk. "Plenty of time to go for a test drive."
Sam squirmed in his seat. "It feels like someone else's body," he grumbled, trying to make his voice lower so it wouldn't sound so strange. "Fucking witches."
Dean's smirk grew. "Told'ja we should've stopped them sooner. But no, you said it was a perfectly harmless spell and it would be better to let it run its course."
"I thought it had run its course!" Sam tried to fold his arms over his chest, but his arms bumped into two mounds that normally weren't there, and he jerked away, reminded of why he was freaking out.
"They're just boobs, Sam." Dean reached over and palmed one through Sam's flannel shirt and t-shirt. He pursed his lips in an appreciative whistle. "Nice ones, too."
"Dean!" Sam tried to twist away, but that only made Dean's palm drag over his nipple, and wow was that more sensitive ( ... )
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Sam was strung like a piano wire with anticipation, and then Dean was right there, and Sam shouted and bucked upward as desire flooded through him. "Oh, God," he breathed out ( ... )
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YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, LET HIM, SAMMY, LET HIM :DDDDDDDDD
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee YOU ARE PERFECT *humps your brain*
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*brain dribbles out of ears*
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