Dean woke up feeling strange that morning. He was lying on his stomach which made his chest hurt. He slowly sat up and sleepily walked to the motel bathroom. He turned on the sink and looked into the mirror. His hair was long, draping far past his shoulders. His face was soft and less manly. He was a woman. He was to scared to look down at the rest of his body. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and put his hands on his soft, less muscular stomach. He slowly drug his hands up his torso until he hit not small bumps on his chest. He opened his eyes and looked down and saw boobs. He dropped his now soft delicate hands in his now too big boxers and there was no dick.

He stormed out of the bathroom. "Sam!" he yelled in a higher pitch voice.

Sam shot up and turned to the woman in Dean's clothes. He hoped out of bed and grabbed his gun. "Ho are you?" Sam yelled.

"Sam! Sam! It's me, Dean!" Dean yelled.

"You're not Dean! You're a woman with boobs and a vagina!" Sam yelled back.

"It's really me, Sam." Dean said.

Sam looked confused. He dropped his gun on the bed. He walked over to Dean. Dean was tinier, skinnier, and shorter now. Sam was standing in front of him…her. "Dean?" Sam questioned.

"It's really me, Sammy." Dean said.

"I don't know know that for sure." Sam replied.

"For God's sake, Sam." Dean said pulling his sleeve up revealing the hand print that Castiel gave him/her when he pulled Dean from Hel.

"It really is you." Sam replied.

"What have I been telling you?" Dean remarked.

"What happened to you?" Sam asked.

"How the hell I should know?" Dean said.

"I do know one thing, though. We need to get you some new clothes." Sam said.

Dean looked down at his body. He was wearing the boxers he went to bed in and a white t-shirt. "Yeah, you're right." Dean replied.

"Well, we'll head to Wal-mart. Let me go take a shower." Sam said walking into the bathroom.

Dean looked through his clothes. His jeans were too big and Sam's were way too big. He took one of the jeans and put them on. He grabbed a belt and tightened it too the last hole. Since the jeans were too long he lapped them up and few times. He grabbed a plain black t-shirt and tucked it in and threw on one of his flannels. His boots were probably three sizes too big. He lased them as tight as they could go. Sam got out of the bathroom and Dean walked in. He went to use his bathroom. He hated sitting down to pee. He looked down for a moment and saw blood.

There wasn't a lot of blood but still he was getting his fucking period. He quickly pulled up his pants and walked out of the motel with so of an explanation. He ran across the street to the CVS. He looked quickly through and found a pack of underwear and some tampon and pads.

Once he brought them he ran back to the room. Sam was sitting at the table on his laptop. "Hey, where did you go?"

Dean ran into the bathroom. He slammed the bathroom door. "Fucking periods, Sam." Dean yelled through the door.

"Sorry, Man, Er, girl. Just hurry up in there so we could head to Wal-mart then breakfast." Sam replied.

The tampons were better than the pads. The pads felt like a diaper. No way. Dean walked out. "Let's get this over with."

Sam smirked as they walked out of the motel and got into the Impala. Sam drove. Dean did not like that. They walked into Wal-mart. They got shirts, pants, socks, and underwear. It was the bras that were the tough ones. They didn't know what size Dean was. Dean took one bra he thought would fit and put it up to his chest. "Oh come on dude, stop being weird." Sam remarked.

"How else am I supposed to find out what size I am?" Dean replied grabbing some more that were that size.

They went on and gt other supplies. Dean grabbed a hairbrush and hair ties things. "I never thought girl you would have so much hair or that you were so tiny. I'm serious you're like 5 4". You dropped 8 inches." Sam smirked as Dean tried to reach for a pair of shoes on the top shelf.

"How about you take those long ass arms of yours and grab those damn shoes for me." Dean joked.

Sam saw that women giggling as the watched Dean and him. "Can I help you?" he asked looking over at the girls.

"Oh nothing." One of the girls said. Sam grabbed the box of bootsfro Dean and walked over to them.

"No, seriously, what were you laughing at?" Sam asked.

"She's a cute little thing. She can't be older that 18. She you sister?" the other girl asked. Sam looked over at Dean and realized he/she looked a lot younger than 30, his actual age. That's why Dean was so tiny. Sam thought for a moment.

"Yeah, she's my little sister." Sam replied.

"I'm Karen and that's my friend, Gwen. What's your sisters name? and yours?" Karen asked.

Dean walked over to Sam and the girls. "Hey, let's g."

"Well, I'm Sam and this is Deanna." Sam said.

"It looks like you two should get going. It was nice meeting y'all." Gwen said as they walked away.

"What was that?" Dean asked grabbing these boots that were probably the smallest size.

"Those girls thought you were cute or adorable. Whoever changed you wanted you younger." Sam said as they walked towards the check out.

"Well let's hurry back to the motel. Let me change and we'll gt get some lunch and call Bobby." Dean said.

"For now your name is Deanna Winchester. You're 17 and you're my little sister." Sam said. "I think we should call for Cas." Sam said.

"No, no, no." Dean said.

"Come on, Are you scared for Cas to see you?" Sam laughed.

"No, I'm not scared for Cas to see me. I'm scared he won't love me anymore." Dean replied.

"I think Cas will love you just as much as he loves you were a…you know." Sam said.

"You think so?" Dean said.

"I know so?" Sam said.

When they got back to the motel Dean walked into the bathroom with an outfit. He took off his pants and changed into better underwear. He got his tight pants on and looked at the bra he bought. He took off the flannel and the black t-shirt. He grabbed the bra. He out the straps on but couldn't get it right. "sam?" Dean said weakly.

"What?" Sam said behind the door.

"I...uh...I need your help." Dean said opening the door slightly.

"What?" Sam said opening the door the rest of the way seeing Dean looking up at him without a shirt on holding one of the bras against her breast covering them.

"Help me, please." Dean begged softly.

Sam stood there awkwardly.

"Come on, Sam, please. I don't know what I'm doing. Sam, please." Dean begged.

"Alright, alright. What do you want me to do?" Sam asked.

"Hook this, please." Dean turned around.

Sam walked over to Deans tiny body and hooked the bra together. Remembering back to when Sam was with Jess, he helped her with her bra sometimes.

"There you go, Dean." Sam said backing away.

"Thanks man." Dean said while putting on a black v neck tank top and pulling a loose, drapey cardigan on.

"Whoa, that's not normal Dean's dress code." Sam said.

"What? I can't look good. You said it yourself, I am 'adorable'." Dean said.

"Let's head to a diner for lunch." Sam said.

"I have to do a few things first. Go call Bobby. I'll be out in a minute." Dean said.

Sam walked out of the bathroom and grabbed his phone and called Bobby.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bobby."

"Sam?" there was silence on the line. "What did you get yourself into this time?"

"Nothing, well, nothing bad or important you should worry about."

"Then why did you call me?"

"Just for a heads up if we head over to your place."

"Well, what's going on?"

"Dean was turned into a girl."

"So, I'll find so reverse spell. Was it a witch? Pagan god?"

"Neither. Bobby don't worry about it. It can't say more. Dean is in the other room. He can't know."

"What did you do, boy?"

Dean walked out of the bathroom with long blonde hair in a ponytail. "Is that Bobby?" he asked.

"Yeah, hey, Bobby call me if you have anything."

"I'll call you later tonight so you can explain yourself, ya idjit." Bobby hung up.

"Hey, Dean before we leave I think you should call Cas." Sam said as Dean tied his boots.

"Really? Now? Why now?" Dean said not looking up.

"He might be able to help us." Sam said.

"Fine, fine I'll call him down here." Dean said tying the other shoe. "Cas, Sam and I need t speak with you. We have a case probably just a witch or spell but we could use your help."

"It was no witch or spell." Cas said.

"Hey, Cas." Dean smiled as he stood up and walked over to Cas.

"Hello, Dean." Cas said wrapping his arms around the tiny body of Dean's.

"Cas? Your vessel...you look younger." Sam said.

"Yes, I have realized that. This morning I felt my vessel changing. As I came to see you I looked in a mirror. I believe I am 18 or 19 years of age." Cas said.

"So you don't think I look hideous." Dean smiled looking up at him.

"Why would I think you are hideous? I don't care what you look like on the outside. Your soul is the same. You're still Dean just a female." Cas said.

"I'll get the car." Sam said rushing out of the motel.

"Where are you headed?" Cas asked.

"We are heading to lunch. Are you in?" Dean said.

"Yes, I will dine with you." Cas smiled.

Dean grabbed Cas's trenchcoat and pulling him in closer. Cas cupped Dean's female lips. Dean closed her eyes and kissed him back.

"Come on, let's go eat." Dean smiled as she walked to the door.

"Never pictured you being so much shorter." Cas remarked.

Dean smirked as Cas laced his fingers between hers. They walked out of the motel and over to the Impala where Sam was waiting.

"Finally, it took you long enough." Sam remarked.

"Sorry, I haven't seen my man in months." Dean replied.

"Gross, dude. I hpe you use protection." Sam said.

"No, dude, I can't not yet." Dean said.

"What? I don't understand that reference." Cas said.

"He asked if we did it." Dean said getting in the passenger seat.

"I don't understand that reference either. Does he mean did we engage in coitus?" Cs asked.

"That's one way to put it, baby." Dean said joking down a laugh. "Other words that mean to same thing as coitus…fucked, had sex, did it, and so on."

"I will keep that in mind." Cas said with a serious face.

Dean busted out laughing. Cas just smiled. Sam parked at the diner. They all hopped out and walked into the restaurant. They all sat at a booth. "Oh yeah, Cas, There's something you should know. My name is Deanna. I'm 17 and I'm Sam's little sister."

"Understood." Cas replied.

"Sam?" a familiar voice appeared.

"Sam, that's Karen." Dean said.

"Sam? Deanna? Remember me? From Wal-Mart like an hour or two ago?" Karen asked.

"Yeah, I remember. You thought I was adorable when my big brother was helping me shop." Dean said.

"Yeah, that's me. Deanna right?" she asked.

"Yep, so you work here?" Sam asked.

"Well, I have to pay the bills somehow." Karen replied.

"It's nice to run into you again." Sam said.

"Now, who is this attractive man beside you, Deanna?" Karen asked looking over at Cas.

"This is Cas. Cas, this is Karen." Dean said.

"He like your boyfriend or something?" Karen asked.

"Yes." Cas replied.

"How long have you been together?" Karen asked.

"Um…3 years." Cas said.

"You're 18, right? That would mean you were 15 when y'all started dating. Wow." Karen said.

"Karen, I know it's cool to chat with you but we are starving." Sam said.

"Oh yeah, right, sorry. I'm a little chatty. It's a curse, sorry." Karen replied pulling out a pen and paper. "What'll have?"

"One special with a Sprite and a cobb salad and water." Sam ordered.

"And for you, sweetheart." Karen looked over at Dean.

"Oh, we are sharing." Dean said looking over at Cas.

"Aw, that's so cute." Karen said. "Your order will be right up."

"We need to head to Bobby's and figure out what the hell turned me into a fucking 18 year old girl." Dean said.

"So you're 18 now?" Sam said putting money on the table as they walked out.

"18 is better than 17." Dean said.

"Let's just get to Bobby's place." Cas said.

"Wow, for someone who could just mojo their way over to Bobby's, sure sounds like Dean." Sam said getting into the car.

"I figured I would ride with you guys." Cas said.

"That's fine with me." Dean grinned getting into the backseat with Cas.

They drove late into the night. Cas was awake ltting Dean sleep in his lap.

"Cas, is Dean asleep?" Sam said.

"Sam, are you talking about what you did for me? Gabriel already told me. I'm fine with it. Thank you." Cas said.

"No problem, pal." Sam said.

"We are about two hours away from Bobby's. We should get there by 7." Sam said.

Cas nodded and looked down at Dean and ran his fingers through her hair.

Once we got to Bobby's, he was out on the porch. Cas slid out of the car carrying Dean.

"Is Dean unconscious?" Bobby asked.

"Yes, but he just sleeping." Cas said.

"Why couldn't you just wake him up?" Bobby asked.

"Sam needs to speak with you and doesn't want to have the chance of Dean sneaking in." Cas said.

Cas walked in and upstairs and laid her down. That's when she started to wake up.

"Good morning, baby." Dean said.

"Good morning, Dean." Cas said.

"Are we at Bobby's?" Dean mumbled.

"Yes." Cas remarked.

"Cas, let's have sex. I'm really horny." Dean said.

"Are you sure? Can you?" Cas asked.

"I don't care, Cas, fuck me." Dean said unbuckling his pants.

Cas mojoed their clothes off. The good thing about being a girl, no lube. The bad part was no penis. Cas spread her legs and swung the door closed and locked. Cas kissed Dean and wormed his her mouth. He slid his fingers downstairs and played with the opening and pulled out the tampon and threw it away before going back and playing in between Dean's legs.

"Fuck, Cas, I'm ready." Dean moaned. Cas had a raging boner and he quickly grabbed his penis and guided it into the hole and slowly pushed it inside. Dean moaned loudly.

"You're killing me, Cas." Dean moaned.

Cas thrusted faster and faster. He at the peak of his climax. His lips collided with Dean's. They were sloppy kiss and moans escaped through their lips. Cas put his head in the crook of Dean neck and came inside Dean. He relaxed and mojoed their clothes back on and laid down with Dean.

"We should go downstairs." Cas said.

Cas rubbed Dean's arm and ran his fingers through her hair. Dean had fallen back to sleep. Cas slowly walked out of the room and downstairs and into the living room. Bobby was at his desk and Sam was sitting on the couch and Gabriel was there.

"Gabriel?" Cas said.

"Hey there, baby brother." Gabriel smiled.

"Could you have been any louder?" Sam remarked.

Cas blushed and Gabriel laughed. "Cassie, it's good to see you again."

"So when should Dean know?" Cas aske.d

"Since you did it I don't know. Did you use protection?" Gabe asked.

"No." Cas answered.

"Good, now we just wait." Gabe said.

"Wait for what?" Dean asked walking into the living room.

Cas sat beside Dean who was beside Sam. Sam got up and walked over to Gabe. "Dean, there is something we need to tell you." Sam said.

"What? Do you know the witch who did this to me?" Dean asked.

"Well, yes and no." Sam asked.

"Spit it out." Dean blurted.

"Whoa, calm down, Dean-o. You shouldn't be so worried." Gabe said.

"Tell me what's going on." Dean demanded.

"It wasn't a witch or a spell who did this to you." Sam said.

"Somebody please tell me what the hell is going on?" Dean yelled.

"I changed you into a 18 year old girl and Cas into a 19 year old man." Gabriel said.

"What?" Dean remarked.

"Sam asked me to change you to help Cassie." Gabe said.

"Why the fuck would Cas want to change me?" Dean said.

"Little Cassie over there wants a family, Dean-o. I could only change you both if you wanted the same thing." Gabe said.

"So you changed me into a girl so Cas could get his freak on and knock me up without even asking me how I felt about this?" Dean yelled.

"Dean, it's too late." Gabe replied.

"Gabe? What are you talking about?" Sam asked.

"Gabriel, are you saying what I think you are saying?" Cas asked.

"Yes, yes I am." Gabe asked.

"Are you saying that I'm already pregnant?" Dean asked.

Gabe nodded.

"How would you know, Gabe? They just did it like 10 minutes ago?" Sam replied.

"Were we that loud?" Dean asked.

Bobby and Sam just stared at Dean. Dean's face blushed Gabriel smirked. "You forget, Dean-o, I'm an archangel. I know what happens in the future." Gabe said. "Congratulations, Dean, you're expecting."