Dean had been through a lot. But being turned to a woman was not one. The witch had been lucky, slipping that spell while he was distracted. So when he came back to the motel room, still not back to normal, you obviously were not ready to see—well, that. You hadn’t exactly expected him to be the opposite gender, so you could barely contain your laughter as you sized him up. After all, the look of shame on Dean’s face was priceless. You were gonna have to find a cure for this.