#and gonna wear my hooker platforms!!!

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lowkey this dress I found from hot topic is giving MILF vibes. I love it 😻 I’m ready for my NYC trip in 2 weeks !!!! (Yes I’m 31 and still going to KPop concerts 🫡🙂‍↔️)

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Summary: Unrelated!Wincest(With a bit of Samifer), Hooker!AU, Punk!Dean, Pink loving crossdressing!Sammy. Dean saves Sam from an unsavory client and they really hit it off. Word count 1200. loosely inspired by a prompt by @bottomjaredandsamlibrary Collage & writing by @firefandoming This has NO beta! 

TW: underage, smoking, substance abuse, homophobia, implied abuse, violence. 

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“Get back here and give us what we fucking paid for!”

“No! Get away from me!“

Dean turns his head to look at the commotion near the end of the block. There’s a kid that looks far too young to be out here, next to a car. The kid is in a pink mini dress and matching pink faux fur coat. Hands are trying to pull them back into the car. Dean drops his cigarette on the ground and rushes over to help.

“Get your hands off him!” Dean shouts platform leather steel-toed boot meets the hand. He hears something snap and crunch.

The man recoils his hand back into the car. “Fucking faggots!” The driver shouts.

Dean flips the car off as it speeds away. He turns his attention to the kid hugging his arms around himself. “You Okay? ” He asks concerned.

The kid nods looking shaken up. “They both tried… at once…and I got scared that’s all… I’m okay, ”  He insists looking up at Dean finally huge wide eyes nervous. “Thanks for helping me”.

“No problem. You wanna go get a cup of coffee and calm down? My treat.” He insists.

“I can’t leave I’m 200 short for the night already. Lucifer is gonna be pissed, ” The kid insists.

“Your pimp calls himself Lucifer, ” Dean says fighting back laughter. What a fucking edgelord. The kid glares at him. “Look if you’re short for the night I’ll cover for you. You need a break, ” He tells the kid hoping he’ll agree.

The kid looks suspiciously at him for a moment. Probably trying to case out if he can be trusted.

“Okay fine sure. I’m getting food too not just coffee, ” The kid demands with a smile.

Dean sighs, “Fine but you’re getting the cheapest thing on the menu, ”.

The kid grins like it’s Christmas morning.

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Sam looks up at the man next to him have they walk to the nearest diner a few blocks away. He’s so intimidating and hot. Black eyeliner and heavy shadow or are that eye bags? Wearing a long leather jacket, torn tee-shirt, black denim shorts so short and tight they leave very little to his imagination. The platform boots make this guy tower over Sam (even with his pink heels on). The guy’s blue fishnet stockings match the blue stripe in his hair. The man lights a cigarette and offers Sam. He takes it and lets the man light it.

“What’s your name?” The guy asks softly around his smoke.

“Honey, ” Sam answers, giving the man his street name.

“Real name smartass, ” The man replies rolling his eyes.

“It’s Sam, ” He answers honestly this time. This guy broke a john’s hand to protect him…he can be trusted.

“Well, Sammy I’m Dean, ” The man says stopping to bow and offer his hand for Sam to shake.

Sam blushes, this Dean person is such a gentleman. When they continue walking Sam can’t help but wrap himself around Dean’s arm as they walk. Taking puffs of his cigerettes as they walk. He wants to pretend that everything is normal. That their couple and not two whores out on a night turning tricks.

Dean looks down at him but says nothing as he takes another drag off his cigarette.

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Cigarettes are put out as they enter the diner. Dean finds a booth near the back and sits. Sammy sits down across from him. When the waitress comes over Dean orders, “Two black coffees and grilled cheese, ” He tells the woman pulling crumbled money out. of his shorts.

When the waitress walks away. “Figured I’d get you something off the kid’s menu, ” He says with a smirk.

The kid glares at him, “I’m not a kid I’m 19!”

Dean chuckles into his hand, “Yeah sure and I’m the Queen of England, ” He says sarcastically.

Sam frowns, “I’m 14…Im, not a kid, ” he says barely a whisper. “How old are you?” The kid asks.

“27,” Dean answers as their coffees are being brought over. “14, out on your own, working the corner. What happened?” He pries sipping his coffee.

“My mom died and my group home sucked ass, ” Sam states bluntly sipping his coffee. He sticks his tongue out, “This tastes like shit, ”.

Dean tosses him a few packets of sugar. “ So what you just fucked off with Mr.Satan?” He asks.

“He found me and took me in, ” Sam says ripping into the sugar and dumping them in his coffee.

“He treats you okay?” Dean asks concerned.

Sam frowns looking down at the table. “I’m fine, ” he says. It’s a clear lie, Dean. He just had to be the good guy. Save the runaway with an abusive pimp. Because he doesn’t have enough bullshit in his life.

“Why don’t you move in with me?” He offers. Regretting the words as they leave his mouth.

Sam shakes his head. That’s when the grilled cheese comes. “Can’t, Luci isn’t just my pimp he’s my dealer, ” the kid admits sheepishly. Then picks up a slice of grilled cheese.

Dean shrugs, not surprising the scumbag has his kiddy whores on drugs. He reaches across the table to touch his hand. “Maybe I have someone for that?” In a reassuring manner.

Sam blushes when his hand is touched, still eating with his other hand. Is Dean coming onto him? Dean is so much younger and hotter than Lucifer…

He bites his lip before finally answering. “What can you get?” Sam questions.

“Well, what shit are you on?” Dean asks him.

“Heroin” he whispers as an answer.

Dean looks a bit thoughtful, “I can get that, ” He says boldly. He can’t but he can find someone, that won’t be too hard around here.

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Sam feels his heart racing this guy is truly an angel. Dean is the sexiest most badass person alive. “Okay, ” He says without thinking this through.

Food and coffee finished. They head out again. Sam clinging to his arm again. “Do you have a crush on me or something?” He asks with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of hopefulness.

“Yeah you’re fucking hot, ” The kid admits quickly.

Dean stops and pulls Sam off him. The kid looks up at him confused. This is so wrong so much of this is wrong…but he can’t get himself to care.

He cups Sam’s cheek leaning down and kissing him. Of course, the kid returns the kiss. Dean gracefully moves things too against the wall of the nearest building.

Sloppy wet kisses, Sammy is so much less experienced. He does his best though and Dean appreciates it. He slips his hand between the boy’s legs, of course, he’s not wearing any underwear. No point while he’s working.

He runs his hand over the still-developing cock. Sammy moans into his mouth. Dean steps back grinning. The kid pouts at him. “Hey baby, now we need to get back to work, don’t we? We both need lube left for that,”

The boy gives a thoughtful nod before clinging to Dean’s arm again.

They do go back to working the corner and Dean makes sure no one fucks with his baby boy at all that night.

[meshugana1]

A story about young ladies going to school to be brainwashed and made into obedient drones to serve me? Thank you again!

Susan was a little nervous about attending this new training school. But it was a new world order and she was obligated to attend. The new leader had taken the world by storm, he had somehow managed to convince the American government to give him supreme control and named him emperor of America. It didn’t take long for the other countries to follow suit, and soon he had unified the world under one banner.

He made numerous policy changes immediately and one of them was sitting in front of her. The building was large and sterile looking. I was told it was a modified women’s college campus, but that wouldn’t matter too much to me in about an hour. There was a line of about 200 young women waiting to enter the facility and receive their new career paths.

Susan was the 7th person in line and watched as one after another the line shortened. Soon she was second, and her friend Karen was first. “What do you think your job is gonna be?” I asked Karen. “I don’t know, I just hope it isn’t anything hard or boring. I’d just rather not be cooped up in an office all day.” It didn’t look like that was going to be a problem with how the women who were coming out of the building looked.

Most of them looked fairly normal, but were way sexier. Fat women came out thin, petite women came out voluptuous, ugly women came out gorgeous. Susan supposed that if all they were planning to do was make women hotter than it wouldn’t be so bad. It was finally time for Karen and Susan to enter the facility. There was a large foyer and a reception desk manned by what could only have been a pornstar.

Her tits were obscenely big and were contained by a string bikini that covered virtually nothing. It looked like she modeled her make up by watching stereotypes of hookers on tv. Her hair was tied in two pigtail on the top of their head, her blond hair had sharp pink highlights throughout.

“Hellooo! Are you guys like, ready for treatment and junk?” She said in an extremely bubbly tone. “Um…I guess so?” Karen said, then a moment later two positively Amazonia women came out and escorted her to a room on the left. Then she called out “You’ll have a totes good time! I promise!” Then she turned to Susan and said “Coolio, are you ready?” And like with Karen two Amazonian women came and escorted her to a door on the right. The room looked normal enough but the apparatus in the center looked right out of a sci fi movie.

It looked like a reclining chair but it had dozens of arms coming out the back with all kinds of apparatuses attaches. The two women then picked her up without effort and set her into the chair, locking her arms and legs into stirrups. They then activated the machine from behind her and the process began. First the arms tore away at her clothing until she was left totally naked, then a series of injections were given by the mechanical arms all along her body, but focused mainly on her breasts and her bottom.

After the stinging needles were finished she began to feel a little dizzy. During her dizzy spell the machine brought down a pair of suction cups over her breasts, initiating a sensual pulling on them. After a moment the began to grow, filling the large suction cups with soft breast flesh. The suction stopped but then they started to secrete a gel, covering her tits with a pond and needles sensation. When they released her she sported a whopping pair of super sensitive H-cups. Even her shallow breathing was eliciting sensations from her tits.

She saw another suction cup thing creep up between her legs and fix its self to her crotch, covering bother vagina and asshole. She felt two mechanical tentacles enter her from the suction cup, one buried itself deep inside her pussy and the other made itself welcome in her ass. The both of them began pumping and emitting more of that fluid inside her, making her pussy and ass extremely sensitive.

Whatever she was injected with started taking effect and whatever fat she had on her body just melted away depositing all of it into her ass, leaving a toned body with outrageous curves behind. The suction cup removed itself from her brings my her so close to orgasm a deep breath would send her over the edge, for a moment she thought she was finished but then a helmet of some kind descended on her.

It made her world totally dark then it light up showing her countless bright colors. She thought she could hear a voice in the background but the bright swirling colors quickly filled her world. They continued for what seemed like forever as the programming took hold and her inhibitions were all but eliminated and her independence was severely reduced. Unknown to her she was being molded into the perfect little sex kitten.

The device finally took away all the pretty colors and left Susan a horny giggly mess in the chair. The two Amazons picked up and helped her get dressed. When they escorted her to the lobby she was wearing an outfit a librarian might wear in a porno. She wore a dark skirt the stopped too short to completely cover her ass, letting it poke out of the bottom slightly. Her tight white blouse was so small on her tits that the had to leave six buttons undone just to breath. She wore platform heels that were six inches tall and had her hair in a tight bun. The final touch was the thin glasses that framed her face.

When the came out mincing between the Amazon’s she saw her friend Karen eating in reception. She wore an identical outfit to the receptionist, though Karen had much larger curves. She squealed excitedly as she saw Susan and skipped over to her. “Oh my gosh you’re like sooooo pretty! And your boobies are almost as big as mine!” She punctuated this by grabbing one of her own tits and hefting up one of Susan’s with the other hand.

“Like, I know right?” Susan responded, knees shaking at the fondling of her sensitive tit. “Oh gosh! I’m such a ditz! Guess what I learned!” Karen said excitedly “We’ve been picked to serve the new leader personally! Isn’t that like great!” Susan was so happy that she started kissing Karen right on the mouth. The two were separated by the Amazon’s before anything progressed too far. “Holy cow guys, save it for the leader.” Said the receptionist. The Amazon’s then lead the pair out the door and to a car that would take them to their new owner and their new lives of mind blowing sexual servitude.

The End. Hope you like it!