Dean Winchester Imagines

Imagine... Dean getting turned into a girl

"Sam did you bring home a girl last night?" You whispered, "And where's Dean?"
"No, and I don't know," he responded, "Why do you ask?"
"Oh I don't know, maybe because there's a girl in the bed," you said looking at the sleeping figure, "Excuse me miss," you said poking the girl.
"Miley Cyrus! What?" She yelled waking up.
"Huh?" Sam was confused.
"Oh crap, no! I have boobs, I have boobs!" She yelled.
"Yeah you do. Are you okay?" You asked.
"Y/N it's me," she spoke.
"How'd you know my name?" You asked.
"Dean, I'm Dean. I some how got turned into a chick!" Dean yelled.
"Oh my god," you began to laugh and soon Sam joined in.
"We have to get me back to normal, now," Dean panicked.
"Calm down, let's hope we get you back to normal before it's that time of the month," you smiled.
"Shut up," Dean yelled and he turned to Sam, "What are you laughing at?"
"Oh, nothing. I just didn't know I had a sister," he joked.
"Shut up and get to research," Dean pouted.
"Okay, okay," he smiled.
"Can we call you Deana?" You asked.
Deana gave you a death stare, "No."