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_{(Continued from sws)}

[As soon as they'd both got in the car, Sam was making his way towards the nearest clothing store he could think of. They needed to get Dean some seriously more appropriate clothes here soon. Though the thought of panty or bra shopping with Dean? A little bit awkward.]

[He was strangely more interested about the possible month with his brother than he thought he would've been before... Dean had come up. It was good to have his brother back in some way than when he'd first left for college. Still not something he wanted to think about and he didn't want to dwell on that bad blood, especially right now.]

So... how's it feel anyway? Waking up in a different body?

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[He smiled at the kiss, tipping his head forward, eyes drifting shut.] Mmm, I'm not- I mean I don't usually dance very much. Just been with with friends a few times. I'm sure you'll be interested in the cheap drinks they have...

[She laughed and reached around him to wash his front.] I'm always happy to have a good drink. Just gotta remember I'm lacking some body mass this time around. Otherwise, you'll be carrying me home.

Well, that wouldn't be a first either, dude. [He smirked a little to himself, looking over his shoulder at her.] But I'd prefer it if you were conscious tonight, yeah...

[Dean gave an indignant huff and nipped Sam's shoulder.] You have never had to carry me home unconscious!

Hey! [He gave a teasing look over his shoulder at that bite.] Maybe not unconscious, dude, but pretty damn out of it a time or two.

And you know, we were both pretty drunk when this thing started.

Well, I guess that's true. [She smirked as she set the soap aside. There was no pretending to wash him anymore. Anything more would just be groping and she was supposed to be trying to behave.] That particular drunk did us a lot of good.

[She leaned up and kissed him softly.] Y'ready to get out of here before we prune up?

Yeah, I guess it did, huh? [He leaned in to return the kiss briefly.] Yeah... we should.

[Reluctantly, he went to shut off the water and step out to grab some towels, passing one to Dean.]

[She stepped out of took the towel he handed her, drying off quickly. The towel was wrapped around her shoulders to keep the water from her hair off her back as she headed into the bedroom to get her clothes to wear for the night.]

[She hummed to herself as she riffled through the various clothing bags.]

[While she grabbed her clothes, he went to slip into some of his own.] I still can't get over you got that many clothes, dude. You're such a girl.

[Dean straightened up and gave Sam a look, pointing to her naked breasts.] Girl. [Then she stuck out her tongue and took her chosen clothes into the bathroom to change. It was no fun if he got to see them right away.]

[He laughed a little fondly at that.] Yeah, but you're acting like one too. [And he could have teased more, but she was already heading into the bathroom to change and he was kind of interested in seeing what she decided on. After he was dressed and ready, he went to wait for her in the living room.]

[It was one thing to tease about going out in cute girl clothes. It was something else entirely to actually do it. Dean had a new appreciation for all the hot chicks she'd ogled over the years. Wearing this stuff was ballsy. Especially the heels, which she was actually getting pretty good at.]

Guess who's carrying my money and ID again? [She asked as she joined him in the living room and held the items out.] Girl clothes... no pockets.

[And like all the other times Dean came prancing out in something that... God, really flattered her, Sam took a moment to give an almost flustered look and wrestle with that part of himself that found it a little weird he found Dean hot as a chick as he did a man.]

God, you look good. [But he had a feeling she knew that one already. Getting up, he took the items and put them in his pocket, leaning in to steal a deep, lingering kiss.]

[It probably should bother Dean how well she was assimilating to being a girl, but she chose to just enjoy it instead. Girls got to have great sex and got attention all the time. Good times.]

Thank you. [She smiled. Dean's ego was such that she had a pretty good idea she looked good. It still felt good to hear it from Sam, though. Her arms looped around his neck when he kissed her and she leaned into the kiss, sighing happily against his lips.] Guess you're not gonna complain it's too short, huh?

Dude, do you really think I'm that... I don't know, innocent? I can handle short skirts... actually, I kinda like it. [He wasn't going to like it when they got to the club and Dean got attention, but... at least he knew she was going home with him.]

I didn't say that. It's just not much longer than the school girl one and you were pretty adamant about me not wearing that one out. [She leaned up and kissed his cheek. She wasn't so far gone that she was wearing any make up or jewelry. Just Sam's necklace, tied a bit higher on the cord to keep it from dangling uncomfortably.] I'm glad you like it. The lady at the store insisted that every girl had to have one little black dress.

[She was kind of looking forward to seeing what Sam did when other guys stared, no lie. It was flattering to have someone jealous over her.]

Maybe that was because it was a school girl outfit. [He gave a teasing look at that, smiling a little bit wider when he saw the amulet between them and reached up to lightly touch it.] You never take that off, do you? [Be lying if he said he didn't... kind of like it. That Dean kept that gift with him.] You picked out one hell of a dress, dude.

[And if they stuck around, he kind of figured where this would probably end up... with more 'misbehaving', so he reluctantly drew away.] You ready to head out?

Details, details. [She grinned and looked down to watch his hand reach out to touch the amulet.] Nope, never do. I feel naked without it. Not in the fun naked way.

[She nodded to his question. It felt so weird to be going out completely unarmed.Dad would pitch a fit.] You got the keys?

[He gave a laugh at that, pleased that... it was actually that important to her and leaned in for another quick kiss.] Yeah, got the keys, Dean. Let's get going.

[Dean reached to open the door and stepped through, waiting for Sam on the outside. Once he was out and the door locked behind him, she wrapped an arm around his.]

[He smiled a little when she took his arm and went to lead the way out of the building.]

You're in a good mood. [She kissed his shoulder lightly as they stood in the elevator.] Looking forward to going out?

I don't know... just in a good mood today. [Maybe because things had been- pretty good since Dean had shown up, even if it was pretty damn weird.]

Good. We'll see if we can keep you in a good mood tonight. [She winked at him and leaned in against his side. Ever since she'd gotten to Sam's place, she'd felt better. Sure, the curse wasn't her favorite thing ever, but it had yielded up some unforeseen benefits.]

Yeah? How are you gonna do that? [He rolled his eyes at that, smiling to himself. When they stepped off the elevator, he reached down to take her hand, leading her out of the building and to the car.]

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