A/N: Request by Anon: The boys and the reader get a call about a town where people are indulging in their carnal cravings. Once they come into town, they find out that they have each cravings of their own…
**Warning: SMUT. It’s marked with asterisk's & bolded dashes (*——-*) so you can skip it if you would like!
The waitress behind the counter nodded and Dean slouched back in his seat, grinning, fully content after the enormous lunch he had just consumed. You three had hauled up for the night in a motel just on the inside edge of the Louisiana border, wanting to gain some footing and work out some kind of plan before being compromised by who knows what, when you came into the city.
“Does he always eat like this?” You asked Sam, eyeing Dean’s empty platter.
“What can I say,” Dean said, patting his now protruding belly, “I’m a warrior.”