Supernatural Imagines: Book One

Dog Days

Characters: Dog!Dean x Dog!Reader, Sam, minor characters

Warnings: Fluff, dean being an asshole but also the reader

Summary: You are turned into a dog with Dean and you have to try and live as a dog while Sam figures out a cure.

Author's Note: This is unbeta'd and any and all mistakes are all on me.

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Whenever you were dealing with witches, you never knew what you were going to get. Rarely would you walk out without someone being affected. There were times you were hit with a truth spell and wouldn't shut up, a time where Dean got turned into a woman, Sam aged a lot, you got sick one time, and the list keeps going on and on. Never would you thought you would be turned into an animal because of them.

The hunt went as normal as any hunt would go.

"Alright, we get in, kill the bitches, and get out. Understood?" Dean said. You nodded and cocked your gun before following him and Sam inside the house. You didn't know what was going to happen but you were ready for it. Creeping quietly with your gun trained in front of you, you searched the house but didn't see any sign of the witch.

You split up from Sam, going upstairs with Dean. You would be taking the right side of the second floor and he would do the left side. However, you didn't get very far because a dog was blocking the way. He was chained to the wall and couldn't get to you from where you were standing but it was guarding a bedroom. He growled when he saw you and Dean and got up to stand on all fours.

"I bet the witch is in there." You whispered to Dean.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing."

"How are we going to get past Toto?" You said sarcastically.

"One of us could distract it while the other barges inside from behind?" Dean suggested.

"That dog will tear you open the minute it sees an opportunity." You said.

"Then you better be good at distracting it," Dean said, running away from you and to the other side of the hallway. The dog barked loudly and tried to bite Dean but he got away just in time. You sighed and snapped your fingers, making the dog pay attention to you.

"Hey, I look delicious, right? Yeah, keep paying attention to me." You said, walking closer to the dog. He barked at you but it didn't faze you.

"That's the best you could do?" Dean whispered.

"Sorry, I'm not a dog, Dean. Just hurry up." You whispered back and kept your eyes trained on the dog. Before Dean could barge in the room, the door opened and the dog stopped growling at you before sitting at her owner's feet.

"No need. I'm right here." The witch smirked and said something in Latin before throwing a brown powder at you and Dean. You coughed and dropped your gun as you tried to wipe the powder stuff out of your eyes.

"Sam! Up here!" You yelled. You finally could open your eyes and you were about to go to pick up your gun but the world seemed to be getting smaller. You looked over to see Dean transforming into a dog. You went to yell for Sam again but it didn't come out as words. It came out as a bark. You whimpered and looked down to see your hands were paws. That bitch turned you and Dean into German Shepherds.

The witch unchained the dog by the door and was going to run away but Sam made it to the top stair. He aimed at her and fired, shooting her in between her eyes. She gasped and fell to the ground, obviously dead.