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Stop me if you've heard this one by lyra_wing (NC-17)
Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Length: ~5,000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lyra_wing
Author Website: Memories (There's no tags, and her site isn't totally up-to-date)
Why this must be read: Summary: Sam gets whammied in an unexpected way. This is a genderswap fic. Kinda. I love genderswap and crack!fic, especially when there's a twist even beyond that. There's a succubus involved, and it's overall completely awesome.
After that, Sam starts acting kind of… weird.
Okay, weirder than normal. (It's Sam, after all.)
Sam begins waking up even earlier in the morning, showering and getting dressed and going out to get breakfast long before Dean is even forming coherent thoughts. He also gets even more awkward around girls, which Dean didn't think was humanly possible. But Sam gets this great red face going if a girl so much as smiles at him. And he's been on the computer non-stop. It's like the goddamn thing is glued to his lap – every free moment he has, he's reading something online.
There are other things, little things. For the life of him, Dean can't figure out what the hell it all adds up to.
They're eating breakfast at a truck stop in Michigan, and, yet again, Sam is picking at his eggs and toast, preoccupied with whatever he's looking at on the laptop.
Dean kicks at his brother's foot. "You know, there are clinics out there for this kind of problem, Sammy. Admitting you're addicted to porn is the first step in your long road to recovery."
Without looking up from the computer screen, Sam calmly lifts his middle finger. His cheeks get a little pink, though – which has been the norm lately whenever anybody mentions the idea of sex. And Sam has always been a prude, but this is a whole new level of weird that Dean just can't understand.
Stop me if you've heard this one
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Length: ~5,000
Author on LJ:
lyra_wingAuthor Website: Memories (There's no tags, and her site isn't totally up-to-date)
Why this must be read: Summary: Sam gets whammied in an unexpected way. This is a genderswap fic. Kinda. I love genderswap and crack!fic, especially when there's a twist even beyond that. There's a succubus involved, and it's overall completely awesome.
After that, Sam starts acting kind of… weird.
Okay, weirder than normal. (It's Sam, after all.)
Sam begins waking up even earlier in the morning, showering and getting dressed and going out to get breakfast long before Dean is even forming coherent thoughts. He also gets even more awkward around girls, which Dean didn't think was humanly possible. But Sam gets this great red face going if a girl so much as smiles at him. And he's been on the computer non-stop. It's like the goddamn thing is glued to his lap – every free moment he has, he's reading something online.
There are other things, little things. For the life of him, Dean can't figure out what the hell it all adds up to.
They're eating breakfast at a truck stop in Michigan, and, yet again, Sam is picking at his eggs and toast, preoccupied with whatever he's looking at on the laptop.
Dean kicks at his brother's foot. "You know, there are clinics out there for this kind of problem, Sammy. Admitting you're addicted to porn is the first step in your long road to recovery."
Without looking up from the computer screen, Sam calmly lifts his middle finger. His cheeks get a little pink, though – which has been the norm lately whenever anybody mentions the idea of sex. And Sam has always been a prude, but this is a whole new level of weird that Dean just can't understand.
Stop me if you've heard this one
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