Okay so this is about 1,000 words. I'm sorry that it sucks so bad, I'm just really bad at writing guy's POVs, also I had like no idea what to write for this. Whoops. Anyway, here are some things to know before reading this chapter:

-There are boobs, butts, and kissing in this chapter.

-There is Dean X Cas kissing.

-There is toplessness.

-Nothing super graphic.

-Sam ruins it all, as always.

-This is all Dean's POV

That's about it. I hope you enjoy, sorry it sucks. I need to improve my kiss scenes. Like seriously.

I ran my hand through my hair, feeling the smoothness. Being a girl was weird, plus whenever I walked I kind of... bounced. I wasn't complaining though. I'd always wondered what being a girl was like. Being shorter and just smaller in general was kind of weird. I must have shrunk seven or eight inches. I hadn't been this short since I was twelve.

As I walked back along the bike trail, I turned around to see Cas, I laughed when I realized he was checking out my butt. I swayed my hips a little bit, showing off my curves. "You like what you see?" I smirked.

"Your hips are swaying at a very attractive angle," Cas responded, eyes still glued to me. They followed my ass, moving back and forth.

"I'll take that as a yes," I said, continuing to sway my hips.

About twenty minutes later, we were back at the motel. Once we were in the room, I remembered the reason I was still a girl. "Hey, Cas, give me a minute," I said, walking to the bathroom. I closed the door, then pulled off my shirt. I stared in the mirror, admiring my sizable chest. Sure, boobs are nice and all, but actually having them is a lot different than just playing with them. They're really heavy. I poked one, then I winced. That hurt more than I thought it would. I heard a knock on the door.

"Dean? Are you almost done staring at yourself?" Cas asked. A thought popped into my head.

"Hey Cas, you ever see an actual pair of tits?" I asked.

"Um-" Cas sounded flustered. "No, I suppose not."

I laughed. "Would you like to?"

"I uh-" Cas didn't finish. I laughed again, then pushed open the door. Cas' eyes widened as they fell upon my chest. I grinned.

"What do you think?"

"They are very round." He reached out a hand, and it hovered above my chest.

"Feel free," I said, guiding his hand. He placed it on my left boob, and squeezed a little, his fingers stroking the sensitive skin there.

"They're very soft," He said, his eyes transfixed. His fingers squeezed a little tighter and I let out a sigh.

"Dude, you are surprisingly good with those fingers." I looked up at him, into his ridiculously blue eyes. He was taller than me now, and I didn't like it. I stood on the tips of my toes, but I was still shorter than him by a good four inches.

Cas continued to rubhis fingers along my chest, swirling and poking, squeezing gently. I felt like I might melt.

"Dean," Cas spoke, breaking the silence. "Your eyes are still green."

I raised an eyebrow. "Of course they are, why wouldn't they be?"

"Everything else isn't really you. Your skin is lighter, your hair blonder. But your eyes are still exactly the same."

"Okay," I spoke slowly. "So what does that have to do with anything?" I was so close to Cas now that I could feel the warmth of his body radiating against me.

"I spend a lot of time looking at your eyes," He admitted, looking away.

I laughed a little bit, then pressed my hand to his cheek, pulling his face so that he was looking at me again. "I look at yours all the time too," I smiled. I pulled his face closer to mine, staring into his eyes. I could see every detail on his face, the curve of his lips, the little hairs on his chin. I felt something surge through me, and I pressed my lips to his.

I moved my hands to the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. We broke for air, and I suddenly felt myself growing taller. I looked down at my body to see my chest shrinking and my body growing. Within moments, I was back to my regular self. I was still shirtless though. I looked at Cas, smiling when I realized I had returned to being three inches taller. His face was red, and he wouldn't meet my eyes.

"What, did I mess up or something?" I asked, pouting.

"We shouldn't," Cas said.

"Just shut up and kiss me," I groaned, reaching for him. I didn't think it would work, but he turned towards me and I kissed him again. I pushed him up against a wall, deepening the kiss. It was like I was in an oven, it felt so hot in that room. I could see sweat collecting on Cas's forhead. I pushed off his trench coat and let it fall to the floor. He loosened his tie, and together we unbuttoned his shirt, all while kissing. Once the shirt was gone, I wrapped my arms around him, letting them travel down his back, along smooth skin.

I reached his butt and placed my hands there. It was really round. I laughed.

"What?" Cas asked, frowning.

"You've got a nicer ass than most of the girls I've banged." Cas looked at me skeptically.

"I do?"

"You do," I chuckled.

"Your behind is also rather attractive," Cas said, staring. His eyes were still as wide as they had been moments earlier when I had come out of the bathroom.

"Wait," I said. "Does this mean we're gay?"

Cas paused. "I think so," He answered.

"Well damn," I laughed again. "Being gay is a lot more fun than people make it out to be."

Then Cas grabbed my ass. It took me by surprise and I yelped a bit. "I'm sorry," He apologized, stepping back. "I really wanted to touch your butt..."

"What are you, twelve?" I rolled my eyes. Cas reached for his shirt, but I stopped him. "Hey, don't go."

"You want me to stay?" His eyes looked relieved.

"Good god, you're kind of pathetic, of course I want you to stay." Just then I heard the key turning in the lock on the door. Crap, Sam was back. "On second thought, you might want to leave, Sam's back." Cas nodded, then disappeared right as the door opened.

"Dean? Why are you shirtless?" Sam stepped through the door.

"Oh, um, I was about to take a shower," I lied.

"Okay?" Sam looked skeptical. "Well, I'm glad Ali was able to turn you back. What did Cas want?"

"Oh, nothing, just popped in to say hi," I lied again, then ducked into the bathroom.

As I turned on the shower, I heard Sam mutter to himself, "I knew it, they are so a thing."

So, was it bad? I'm sorry that it most likely was.

Once again, I would like to thank everyone who read and reviewed Human. You all mean the world to me, you don't get how much I love you. I think I'm going to start another story soon-ish, maybe in a few weeks, but I go back to school in about a month, (like 5 weeks or so) so I definitely won't be updating as frequently as I did for this story.

Also, should I post the original ending? I changed a lot, but the very first thing I did when I wrote this story was write then ending, mostly because that was the part I was most excited to write.

Oh, and does anyone have any idea where I can purchase a cheap trench coat and a blue tie? I think I'm going to be fem!Cas for halloween, and I have no idea where to find a trench coat that's not $800.

I love you for reading this.
-Fox