Sam stood on a chair outside while Cas pinned the hem on his wedding dress. They had tried to do it in the cottage but Sam was much too tall and his head kept hitting the rafters. Sam looked down at the cream color nightmare of pearls, poof, and lace, "I'm not a lady, why do I have to wear a dress? I look like drag queen redwood tree!"

Cas shook a claw at him, "You have to learn to please your Daddy, Dean likes you in pretty things."

"First off, Dean is not my Daddy; secondly, I don't like pretty things." Sam looked over at Dean crouching down in obscenely tiny denim shorts with his tail and ass popping out the back, "Ok, I do like pretty things but just not wearing dresses."

Cas watched his step-son wiggle as he checked over the labels on a fresh batch of honey, "You are very lucky Sam. Dean has an extraordinary tail."

Sam sighed happily, "He sure does."

Cas put in the last pin, "There, all done. Go get ready for your bridal shower."

Sam carefully took off the dress and draped it over his arm, "I want to go to the bachelor party. I need to keep an eye on Dean; he has a sexual history with all of these guys. What if a hot young human pops out of a cake?"

Cas brushed the grass off his knees and straightened his lavender dolly dress, "You just have to trust him." He bent over flashing Sam a full fruit bowl because he wasn't wearing his panties; the little black furry tail flicked the debris off, "Do I have grass stains on my butt?"

Sam suddenly had the urge to mount instead of spread, "Uh…yes?"

Cas bent over even further, "Ok, can you rub 'em off?"

Sam licked his lips and reached out with both hands, "Yeah let me rub those for you."

Sam looked around to be sure Dean and John weren't looking then he copped a feel and squeezed both cheeks, "All gone."

Cas hugged his future daughter-in-law, "Thanks Sam, you're the best!" Sam hugged him back lifting the cub off the ground. Cas was just too cute to resist fondling.

Dean snuck up behind them and goosed Sam, "Drop the cub and get your ass in the bedroom. Bad boys get a spanking."

John only chuckled, "You boys and your antics keep my funny bone in shape. Cas did you forget your panties again?"

He batted his big blue eyes at the burly, handsome grizzly, "Sorry Daddy."

"Don't be sorry, bring that little ass over here and make it up to me."

Dean didn't let Sam stay for the show; instead he dragged him into the cottage.

Before Sam knew it he was bent over the bed getting his bottom turned a rosy hue. Dean gave him another slap, "Have you learned your lesson Sammy?"

"Yeah, I learned if I feel up Cas I get a spanking. It's a win either way."

….

Dean burst into the "Bear Hole" the place to go if you were a young hot bear. The music was pumping and the place was crowded with Bears, Mears, Mandas, Cubs, Daddies and everything in between.

He ripped off his shirt and jump on the bar, Dean started to twerk his tail off while everyone cheered and by the time he was done, there was a line of free drinks waiting. He drank them all since he had a high tolerance for booze just like his dad. "Yeah baby, I am getting married to a big, sexy girly boy human!" He got lots of high fives for finding the Holy Grail of mates for a woodland creature.

Alfie bounced around the bar top getting into the music, he felt lucky Miki gave him the ok to go have fun with the boys. She was heavily pregnant now having gained eight pounds plus very cranky so he was glad to get a break.

A huge cake was wheeled out and everyone went into frenzy, they all started chanting, "Eat It Dean" so he took a big bite. Just then a nubile human male popped out of the cake and slid front first down the side. They lifted him up then laid him out on the bar so Dean could lap up all the frosting streaked down the human's naked body.

Alfie sat on the humans face, watching Dean lapping up the goodies, "Sam is going to be so mad at you!"

Dean stopped reaming out the pretty navel with his tongue to answer, "Sam would be totally cool about this Alfie, you worry too much."

The human shoved the squirrel off as he gasped for air, "Keep that gassy little vermin off my face!"

Dean took another long lick, "Shut and do what you do best, look pretty."

Alfie tossed pocket change in the air and it showered down on the unfortunate human, "Make it rain handsome male!"

"Ow! I didn't get paid enough for this!"

Alfie gave him a tiny kiss on the cheek, "Don't be mad, I just tipped you."

"Your breath smells like nuts."

The squirrel giggled, "Yeah and they ain't acorns!"

…

Sam sat there with his mother and an assortment of creatures from the area that were friends of Cas'. Sam whispered to Jody, "I swear if Dean is touching another human at that bachelor party there will be heck to pay. I've got Alfie spying for me."

Jody patted her son on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Dean would never do that. Eat something; I'm sure you'll feel better." There were little honey butter cookies, jam tarts, tea, pickled herring, smoked salmon and a bowl of popped grubs.

Being adventurous, Jody tried the popped grubs and found them similar in texture to pork rinds and not all that bad. Sam had acquired a taste for them since living there and ate almost the whole bowl.

They tried playing party games like "Pin the Tail on the Cub". Cas volunteered to be the cub not knowing the concept of the game, Sam explained he would end up with a pin in his ass and the game was over before it began.

Sam received a complete canning set from Cas so he could start pickling his own fish and make jams and jellies. Jody gave him a gift certificate to Crate and Bearrel and signed the couple up for the Grub of the Month Club. The neighborhood creatures chipped in and bought Sam a negligee for his wedding night plus a Twister game to spice things up.

Eventually the conversation turned to sex. Charlie the Red Panda asked Sam how Dean was in bed.

Sam pointed to everything below the equator, "Excellent, he licks everything ….I mean every…thing." They all giggled except for Jody how felt a little queasy from the grubs and the thought of hairy Dean licking her son.

Cas was born with no mouth filter, "Does he stick his tongue in your butthole? Daddy loves to shove it right in there with me; he says I taste like gingersnaps and my crack hair tickles…he like that."

John was walking past the hen party with his two cubbies, he backed slowly out of the room not wanting to get in a conversation with any of them about his love of ass licking.

….

Dean was swinging around a stripper pole full pickle while money, candy, mini bottles of booze and addresses written on cocktail napkins filled the stage, "Wooooh! I'm Dean Winchester and I'm gonna marry a human!"

He put boots on the stage and fell into the crowd to body surf getting plenty of pinches and gropes along the way.

He landed by Alfie who tapped his Dizney Princess watch and scolded his friend, "Dean we must get back or Sam will be so worried!"

Dean slurred, "You're a buzz kill…yoooou drive cause I'm drunk on my ass."

…

Sam fell asleep from boredom, he woke to find his dress pulled up and all the woodland guests rubbing his belly and trying to get a good look at his very pink, human junk. "Hey knock it off, this isn't a freak show! Where is Dean? He should be back by now."

….

Alfie sat on top of Impala's head clutching an ear as Officer Meg Badger wrote him a ticket, "Do you know how fast you were going?"

Alfie tooted, "No, do you?"

Meg pointed a sharp hooked claw at him, "No, but if someone would invent a device that could measure a drivers speed it would make things a lot easier. They could call it a …oh what would be a good name for it."

"A radar gun?"

"Meg rolled her eyes, "What a stupid name, I think I would call it a Speedy Catcher." She tore the ticket off her pad and handed it to the squirrel, "Take Drunky McDrunkerson back home and take it slow, got it?"

Alfie saluted her, "Yes Officer Badger."

And that was the end of Megs cameo.

…

Dean fell into to bed almost on top of Sam, he stuck a finger in his fiancées butt waking him up, "Saaaaammy I wanna do it."

Sam opened one eye and closed it, "Should have thought about that before you went and got drunk. Go to bed Dean, my legs are closed for the night and they don't open until tomorrow."

"Come on Sam I neeeed it bad."

Sam booted him on the floor, "You stink of booze, bakery, and other males!"

Dean begged for forgiveness, "I'm begging for forgiveness. I only licked the frosting!" Dean enjoyed a night on the floor.

…

The weekend of Octobearfest was upon them and it was Sam's first time at a huge gathering of bears. There was every sort there and Sam couldn't decide which one was the most attractive. Dean was, of course his number one pick but after that the choices were so plentiful it boggled the boys mind.

Dean showed off his prize by dressing Sam in a tube top so his long lean torso showed along with his cubbie bump, he wore a long gypsy skirt covered in tiny bells that tinkled as he walked.

Everyone stopped to look at the oversized beauty and his handsome mate. They congratulated Dean on his pretty, pregnant prize as if Sam wasn't there which didn't set well with Sam at all.

Dean reached up Sam's skirt and poked his finger around. Sam swatted him, "Knock it off Dean; I'm having a crappy time FYI. I feel like a prize salmon."

"Aw baby, don't be like that, you're unusual here so everyone is curious about you. After a couple years of marriage they will find you boring as all get out. For now enjoy yourself."

Sam ran behind some bushes to upchuck his breakfast, morning sickness was hitting him pretty bad the more his stomach grew. Dean was again trying his best to be sympathetic but he failed miserably.

He managed to cheer Sam up when they went to look at wedding rings. Charlie sold the best jewelry in all the land. She specialized in very large sizes and custom rings to accommodate her unusual clientele. Sam fit into the large size category but she still had a lovely selection for him to choose from.

Dean began empting out his pockets, he had an acorn, a piece of string, knife, mirror, a chunk of beeswax, a photo of Sam naked wearing a Viking helmet with his locks in braids, a dirty g-string Dean made Sam wear for four days straight, a pocket dildo, ticket stubs, one sock, a used band-aid, half a sandwich, a caviar spoon and last but not least a lock of Sam's pubic hair tied in a ribbon.

"Damn, I left my wallet at home. Hang on Sammy, I'll go hit up dad for a loan."

…

Cas was dressed in yellow booty shorts and a gauzy white blouse with puffy sleeves. He strutted around flirting with all the big Daddy bears walking past and almost all of them stopped to chat and ended up buying honey.

John watched the cubbies knowing he didn't have the goods to sell as fast as his honey pie Cas. Orsen and Ursa fussed until they saw their big brother Dean. He kissed them both and held out his hand to his dad, "I need money."

John growled, "Money for what?"

"Sam's wedding ring, I can't have him wearing a piece of crap and I forgot my wallet. Take it out of my share of the honey sales, looks like Cas is workin' that booty real good so we should make a fortune."

Cas was now being passed around by a group of Polar Bears that thought he was the cutest little thing in the world. He wiggled his hardest but he couldn't get away from the giant males. "Stop, let me go, I have a Daddy and I'm a married cub with cubbies. Help, someone defend my honor!"

Dean shook his head, "Dad why do you let him dress like that? I like that he sells a lot of honey that way but someday he's going to be snatched up."

John put the cubbies in their little cubbie sacks hanging from a maple tree and headed over with Dean ready to kick some Polar ass. When the fight started Cas jumped on a Polar bears back and used his sharp little teeth to bite his ear, "Don't you hit my husband and son you brutes!" Cas let out little growls that weren't very scary at all but in the end the Polar bear fled leaving the three others to get a beat down by the father and son. Polar bears only acted tough but were known to be crappy fighters.

John, flying high on victory, tossed Dean his wallet and told him to go nuts and get Sam what he wanted. He tossed Cas over his shoulder and dumped him behind the same maple the cubbies were hanging from then pounded Cas' little round fanny good and hard to get rid of his hero boner.

….

Sam had picked out a diamond by the time Dean got back, it was the biggest one Charlie had in stock. Dean pulled out his dads Abearican Express card and gave it to the Red panda, "It's on my dad, spare no expense."

Sam lifted him right off his feet in a hug, "Oh Dean, you are so good to me even if it is someone else's line of credit."

Dean slapped his fiancée on the fanny, "Better get started with all those wedding plans. I know you ladies like to do stuff like that. I invited all sorts of creatures."

Sam set him on the ground and slapped Dean twice as hard on the butt, "I'm not a lady. How many did you invite?"

Dean looked around, "I don't know…all of 'em I think."

Dean had no idea Sam had such a colorful vocabulary. He blamed it on lady hormones.

TBC