hours ago...
Dean hurried out of the room, he never liked bringing Sammy and Max with him on hunts, but he needed them a long time ago before he knew about them being all queer, and now he couldn't get rid of them. His only chance for relaxation is when they split up on hunts. Dean knew what they were probably doing when he left them alone, but he didn't like thinking about it.
Dean walked up and down the streets wondering what exactly it was he was looking for. Sam had said something had changed reality, what could cause that, and where would you start looking for it.
Dean looked up, in front of him was a sign. The hum of the electric neon lights illuminated the porn shop in front of Dean.
"Damn its been so long since I last looked at a dirty magazine" Dead whispered to himself before walking inside.
"ID?" a man at the door asks Dean. Dean was stunned for a second, the man before him was huge he was the kind of guy who made normal adults look like kids when they stood next to him.
"Um what?" Dean says his mind catching up to his eyes
"this shop is for people eighteen or up, got a ID kid?" the giant says leaning over casting a shadow over Dean. Moving his hand to his pockets he soon remembered he lost his wallet in the river along with his ID and all his other possessions that weren't strapped on.
"I erm seem to have misplaced it. Look at me do I look younger then eighteen?" Dean squeaked
"Look like a kid to me..." the guy said. Dean supposed everyone looked like a kid to that guy.
Now that he wasn't aloud to get inside he wanted it so much more.
"Come on theres a open vent in the side, hurry up before someone sees you!" someone whispered nearby. Dean's interest perked looking around the corner he saw two teens climbing into a vent in the wall. Dean waited a few seconds before following them. Sneaking porn reminded him of when he was a teenager, before he had actually had sex. He used to be quite the horndog, had a whole stash of porn hidden in his room. Dean felt himself getting horny just thinking of the memories and what was about to happen. The vent seemed to get wider as he crawled though, it was quite a tight fit when he first pulled himself though, not he could turn around and head back if he wanted.
Dean quickened his pace he could barely hear his friends now. Dean thought it was strange he was calling them friends he hadn't even seen them face to face yet, but it just seemed fitting for some reason. Dean got to the end of the vent and hopped to the floor. Dean almost fell when he misjudged the hight, must of looked closer he thought as he brushed himself off. He was really getting horny now he felt like jerkin it right there, but his friends would be waiting on him so he restrained.
Dean opened the door and looked into the room. The room was huge filled with rack upon rack of movies and magazines, but other then that the room was empty no one was around at all. Walking up to the closest rack Dean picked up a magazine. Sighing he went to put the gay porn back on the rack but right before he let go something caught his eye. He flipped the book open and began looking at the pages. It didn't all look that bad Dean thought, as he finished looking at the magazine. Fuck half the things in here he wouldn't even mind doing Dean thought as he unbuttoned his pants giving him some room and air. Dean picked up more magazines tossing the old ones on the floor. Who was he kidding he loved what he was seeing he had always loved it he thought as he slid down his pants and boxers leaving them on the floor. Dean started playing with himself becoming more of a exhibitionist with each magazine he finished and threw on the floor.
Dean ran to the next shelf breezing though all the material in moments still ravenous for more. Dean was creating a pile of porn on the floor as he ran back and forth between racks. He felt so energetic and excited he couldn't seem to stop himself. Running over to the video rack Dean scanned over them grabbing the ones that seemed his taste and placed them into the many T.V.s surrounding the walls. The sounds of sex filled the room, as Dean discovered the rack of sex toys. Grabbing as many as he could he pulled them to the pile of magazines he made ripping them open as fast he could, experimenting the many toys on the few holes on his body. Dean felt himself about to climax, laying on his back he reached with one hand for his briefs but he was to late. Dean let out a seductive moan as shot after shot of cum landed on his chest and face. It seemed to go on forever with incredible force almost like... Dean's thought was interrupted as the guards giant hand grabbed his newly stained shirt and lifted him up, to Dean's surprise he looked ever bigger then before.
"Pervert! I told ya no kids aloud!" The guards voice boomed as he carried Dean out by the shirt.
"But, I'm not a..." Dean stopped mid sentence his voice sounded too high to be normal it reminded him of when he was a...
"And don't you brats come back!" the guard said tossing Dean into the dumpster behind the store.
"Dude Dean got caught with his pants down!" one of the boys from before laughed
"You get anything at least?" the other boy asked as Dean held out his hand that contained a slightly used dildo
"Great a used dildo... Fuck Dean do you ever think with your head for a moment, or do you always do your thinking with this?" the kid says grabbing Dean's flaccid dick and giving it a tug. Dean let out a moan as he started getting hard again, his eyes closed as he started stroking his dick as it hardened.
"You stupid horny bitch fine you want your dildo you can have it" The boy said again as he flipped Dean around and pressing him into the wall shoved the dildo up Dean's ass making him gasp.
"Stupid ass!" the other boy said as they walked off.
"Wait guys! I- Heehaw" Dean brayed "I - HeeHeehaw heehaw" Dean attempted to speak again, but was quickly losing communication skills. Dean reached around and pulled the dildo out letting out a bray as it brushed past his fast growing tail. Dean tried to follow his friends but tripped over his newly formed hooves. On his knees he notices his reflection in a pool of water. staring back at him was a young teen with flared nostils and hairy pointed ears. Dean tried to think why he thought it was odd, he looked his normal age of sixteen.
Dean let out a load bray as his foreskin turned bristly and dark and a long pink shaft pushed its way out. Dean's hands had darkened turning into hooves, climbing onto all fours he started thrusting his hips. With a load bray Dean reached climax spraying his donkey jiz into the puddle.
Dean's body became human again except for his giant donkey dick. Dean got up his erect sheath obscenely waved into the night air. Dean wrapped his over sized shirt around himself and walked down the street his sheath flopping back and forth as it softened.
"Now what was I looking for?" Dean whispered to himself as if nothing had happened out of the ordinary. The sixteen year old hunter began patrolling the streets again oblivious to anything that had happened