Leprechaun Wishes
by Bad Irving

You must be 18 to read this story.  It deals with theme's and issues that
would corrupt the youth of America if they were exposed to it.  Actually,
it deals with sex and human desires both of which are best kept from
children.  So, if you are under 18 please do not proceed.  If you are 18,
don't you have better things to do than read stories like this?  One last
disclaimer, Leprechauns are not real, there is no magic and all the names
in this story are just made up, so, if you happen to know someone with one
of these names, it was pure coincidence and no intentional use of real
names have been made.  Finally, Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinsky do not
appear in this story.

It was a cold and windy Thursday.  At first this mattered little to Bob as
his job was inside.  He began his morning relaxing while reading his paper
before he started to work.  He always loved reading the local Las Vegas
news.  This time it was even better than usual.  It carried stories of
death and destruction according to witnesses that were caused by a
Leprechaun.  This was indeed funny!  A Leprechaun! In Las Vegas!  They
couldn't even get their myths right.  What a crack up.  He'd almost
finished reading the story when his boss came in and told him to get to
work.  Well, it would just have to wait until lunch then.

The lunch room was noisy and crowded that day, so, Bob decided that he
would go outside for his lunch hour.  Since it was a cold and windy day,
Bob had to search the area to find some shelter where he could both enjoy
his lunch and finish the newspaper story.  He found a place of shelter down
among the trees in the near by park.  It was almost a place of shelter that
is; as Bob was on the last line of his hilarious newspaper article the
paper blew out from his grasp.  Bob felt the joke was now on him and not in
the story as he went running through the park trying to catch up with his
newspaper.  The wind was not that strong though and Bob did have strong
legs, so eventually he did overtake the paper.  He was standing trying to
catch his breath, when he spied down by the park's pond a very small fellow
all dressed in green with what appeared to be a top hat and some God awful
shoes.  He also had his back to Bob and most likely did not know Bob was
there.  Bob, started to chuckle to himself. "Oh, gee whizz, it's a
Leprechaun for sure.  Yea, right."

On the other hand Bob thought about what the story said, "If you catch a
Leprechaun he gives you his gold or he grants your wishes, it being your
choice."  It also pointed out that in the current case the alleged victims
suffered some very dire fates from their wishes.  But those fates were only
seconded by the terrible fates that befell those that tried to take the
Leprechaun's gold.  Bob thought "On the other hand, forewarned is
forearmed.  A little planning would take care of that."

Of course there is the real problem of assault.  If Bob was to go over and
do a flying tackle of this little fellow and he was not a Leprechaun, then
Bob's only real wish would be to make bail after his arrest.  Then a
solution dawned on Bob.  If he could just sneak up behind this fellow and
grab him by the shoulders then the likely hood of arrest would be small and
perhaps the reward would be great.

Stealthily Bob approached the fellow from behind.  When Bob got closer he
could see the little man was leaning over a great black cauldron that
appeared to be filled with gold coins.  Creeping nearer, Bob could hear the
fellow in an Irish brogue counting as he dropped coins into the vessel.
Good grief, he was at over 1,000 in his count! The coins themselves
appeared to be huge, they may have weighed over two ounces each!  Bob
refocused his attention on his quiet approach, till he was just an arm
reach away from the little man.

Bob thrust his arms forward and grabbed the man on both shoulders.  "I
gotcha."

"Let me go!  Get away from me gold!", the little guy in green exclaimed.

"Not till you give me what I get for catching a Leprechaun." Bob said
gruffly.

"And sure now, what makes ye think that I be a Leprechaun.  Actually, I am
Italian me buck-o."

"Tell you what Mr. Italian man, I'll release you with your promise that I
can have all your gold.  If you are really Italian you could ignore the
promise and just walk away.  But, if you were really a Leprechaun you would
be bound by that promise and would have to deliver.  Now, should I ask for
your promise to give me all your gold?"

"No, no, not that!  Please, don't ask me that!"

"I have heard about those that make such poorly word requests of you.  What
I want are wishes and that would be three wishes and you get to keep you're
accursed gold."

"Then let me go and wishes I show."

"Oh, no.  You'll grant the wishes to me now and then you get released."

"Sometimes these things take time.  I will promise thee that wishes three
there be upon the release of me."

"I will agree to release you when you promise, that you will implement my
wishes when I make them or as fast as you can make them happen, but no
delays.  Is this your promise?" Bob demanded.

"Aye, wishes three as fast as it can be is the promise of me." replied the
small fellow.

Bob, let go of the little guy and watched in amazement as he made his gold
filled pot shrink down to a silk purse; which he placed into his vest.  He
straightened out his clothing and then looked at Bob.  "For not taking my
gold you may just live buck-o, but then again not.  What be thy wishes
three?"

"My first wish is that you not kill me nor injure me, nor that I or others
can do death or injury to me as a result of my own wishes."

"Oh, a pox on thee!  I wish I had me shillelagh.  But, it's a wish and
shall be.  Now thee have wishes two."

"I wish for the state lottery in the next 60 days to go to a total of $200
million and that I shall have the sole winning ticket, with my winning
being undisputed and those funds be made available to me as if I had been
the normal winner, i.e. no problems I get the money with no dire
consequences."

"Arrrggh, what kind of wishes be these?  You think I am a wishing
supermarket with all types of aisles to choose from?  That be your wishes
two.  Now, tis the last of thee wishes three."

"I wish I could be physically attractive to multiple sex partners, but I
wish to have control over how I look and for all my personal effects and my
identity papers to conform to the new me, oh oh, and that I shall choose
who those partners are!"

"That be your wishes three.  For the last of these choose your partners
well, then say "Start me wish" and they shall control your appearance into
what they desire.  When you are satisfied with the result say "Finish me".
And be happy with your altered shape, you should be, as yea did not request
this power for more than once from me.  That to me great pleasure shall
conclude your wishes three.  And I hope that you shall fuck yourself to
death you horny bastard, but your first wish does protect thee.  Fear not,
your wishes three all shall be." Poof, he was gone.

Bob thought, "Wholly crap, what have I done?"

For the next few days it appeared that Bob had done nothing.  There were no
changes in his life.  This uneventful scheme of things went on for the next
few weeks.  Bob remained in his boring job.  Every day the same mundane
color as the last.  He lived out his life in solitude.  Bob did not have
many friends.  Considering he really had only acquaintances in his life the
words "not many friends" was a gross over statement.  He returned home each
evening to an empty apartment and a passing of time marked ever so slowly
by the ticking of the clock in his den.  He decided to wait to see if he
won the lottery before he tried out his third wish.  Until, he won the
lottery he felt that this whole thing might just be a figment of his
imagination.

As time progressed the state lottery had no winners and the pot continued
to grow.  In two months time the pot had grown to $200 million and Bob
bought a ticket.  He figured that the worst that could happen is that he
would be out a buck.  That evening as the winning numbers were announced,
Bob found out he was not out a buck.  He went wild cheering and yelling
madly.  Enough so that the neighbors for once complained about his noise.

Before returning to work the next day, he notified the state lottery that
he had a winning ticket.  They told him, he had the only winning ticket.
They setup his escrow account and guaranteed that in about 90 days the
first installment of his $10 million annual payment for the next 20 years
would start.  Bob was conservative by nature.  He wasn't about to quit his
job till he actually had the money in hand, so, he returned to work.  That
is after a very short press conference.  Holding a $200 million winning
ticket was big news.

At work, suddenly everybody had to be Bob's friend.  Folks that previously
wouldn't give him the time of day had to meet and greet him.  Though
enjoying some attention, at last, he doubted the sincerity of the offered
friendships.  There were women at work that Bob previously had found
attractive that now suddenly found him attractive as well.  Bob remembered
his third wish.  He could have these women all for his very own.  In
retrospect he decided he no longer desired these women with their size of
his wallet envy.  Bob was waking up to the knowledge that with his money
and his third wish he could likely have any woman he chose.  He might as
well go for what he really wanted and not settle for what he previously
could not have had!  Besides when the money started flowing in 90 days he
was out of here!  He didn't need to drag remnants of his pained past life
here in this dreary job along with him.

That afternoon right after work he withdrew his savings from the bank.  He
saw little need to continue saving $50 a month!  Though he would retain his
job for now, the was no pressing need to maintain this bank account.  The
$10,000 from his bank account would prove useful tonight.

That evening Bob went to where he had never gone before.  He went to the
best strip joint on the strip.  He didn't have any problems at the club as
he was well recognized from the TV and papers announcing him as the sole
winner of $200 million.  At the club he spent a few thousand dollars on a
bevy of four drop dead gorgeous strippers who had some of the most
outlandish curves he had seen on a woman either real or in magazines.  They
were quite the group too. When Bob first saw them in the club all four were
up on stage dancing together.  He sat at the tip line and immediately got
all of their attention with his rather lavish use of $100 bills.  After
their set was complete they went from the stage upstairs to a private
alcove for some four on one lap dances.

Upstairs, Bob learned their names; they were Barbie, Candy, Alice and
Sandy.  They all were very sweet besides their obvious physical charms.
Bob, finally muscled up the courage to ask the four of them to go to his
home for a special show.  He reassured them it was for what they were only
comfortable doing and he would pay them each $2,000 for the hour they were
with him at home.  They at first said no, but in discussing among
themselves said that as long as they were in a group and they had control
it would be ok.  Besides, they thought, this guys a multi-millionaire now,
there could be even bigger money in the future.  They agreed to go with Bob
when they got off work at 2 am.

Bob was in heaven as he led the four into his apartment.  With great
apologies he told them the truth that it would be 90 days before the big
money came in and until then he would reside here.  They all giggled and
said it wasn't all that bad and besides he could soon make up for it.  He
offered them all drinks.  As time passed and with a bit of alcohol in them,
it was they that suggested that they start dancing for Bob.  Soon all four
girls were naked and gyrating around his apartment.

Bob was sure that these four were the ones he wanted.  They were beautiful,
charming talkers and he had even found out that they were all college
students, so, they were smart too!  He also knew he was running out of time
on his hour with them and had to move now.  But if this wish thing didn't
work he certainly would look like a certifiable nut.  With great hesitation
and a little embarrassment he told them that he had the ability to change
his body in such a way as they would desire him.  They responded by
stopping their dancing and starting to laugh.  It was Barbie that said, "Ok
show us".

Bob said, "Start me wish".  He then walked over to Barbie , raised his hand
to her face and asked, "What kind of man's hand do you find attractive?"

Barbie said, "Ok I'll play along, a large manly hand perhaps a inch or two
bigger than yours"

All four of the girls and Bob as well, watched in amazement as his hand
suddenly swelled in front of Barbie's face.  Soon it was a large well
developed hand that did not fit Bob's body nor match his other hand in the
least.

"Oh, that was wild, do it again!" squealed Barbie

"Pick a part of me and say what you desire most" replied Bob

It was Candy this time, "Oh, your ears, I want tanned ears with holes for
an earring in the right one".

Once again Bob's body conformed to the request.

Sandy said, "Bob, oh Bob, Can we take your clothes off?  This could be a
lot of fun!"

Bob grinned from ear to ear as he responded, "I thought you'd never ask!".

Soon all five were naked.  Each of the girls took an area of Bob's body and
started stating what they wanted to see.  His body contorted and convulsed
as it assumed new shape after shape.  It was Alice that suggested that they
work along a common concept otherwise Bob would never match himself!  They
agreed that they would work on giving Bob the chiseled body of a
weightlifter.

Alice worked on his arms and neck and face.  They developed bulk and he
grew quite handsome.

Sandy worked on his legs and feet as they too became longer far more
developed.  She also, made it a point to give him good looking toenails on
all his toes including the dreaded little toe.  She was very pleased with
her results and sat back smiling.

Candy went to work on Bob's hips and crotch.  He felt his buttocks ripple
with muscle.  Then he felt a swelling in his groin.  Candy was talking
about how large and strong his cock was.  It swelled larger and large.
Candy yelled "Oh, girls I got the good part, as big as I want it!"

Barbie was working on Bob's waist back and chest.  He felt the six pack abs
that she wanted develop.  His back grew taunt with muscles.  His chest
rippled with muscles.  Then Barbie giggled whispered a little something
into Bob's chest.  Then sat back and laughed out loud.

The others stopped.  Even Candy, who by now had gone to sucking Bob's cock
instead of just describing it.  They all looked at Bob and then started
laughing.

"What's so funny?" Bob asked.

"You have a mirror over there, get up and look" said Candy between guffaws.

Bob got up and walked over to the mirror.  He saw a man of incredible good
looks much taller than his old self and hung with at least a 10 inch cock.
The legs were great, the hips good, he turned and liked the shape of his
ass, then turning back front loved the abs, the strong arms the muscular
chest, HEY WAIT A DURN MINUTE!  On his chest, instead of two smallish male
nipples, were two half dollar sized nipples!  She had given him woman's
nipples.

"Cute, very cute. How about giving me the right kind of nipples?"  Bob
asked perplexed as he turned to face the girls.

"Oh, don't like your nipples" giggle, giggle "well maybe we can make them
go away" and with that Barbie walked toward Bob and put her head down to
whisper again to his chest.  As she got close she tripped on the carpet and
fell toward Bob.  Bob caught her but the angle that she fell and the fact
she was in mid-sentence put Barbie's mouth over one of Bob's nipples.  The
feeling were intense that washed over Bob.  As he held Barbie he gave out a
very audible and erotic groan of pleasure.

Barbie pulled back from Bob and regained her feet.  With a sly grin on her
face she asked Bob to excuse her for a second while she talked privately
with the girls.  Bob said "ok".

The four girls started giggling again.  There were squeals of "your so
cruel", "that's wicked", "oh I love it", "it will be fun", "Only if we make
him right at the end".  Then finally, "Ok its agreed."

Barbie motioned to Bob to come over and lay down.  "Come on Bob, we need to
fix you up.  Just come here and lay down and we will take care of your
nipple problem."

Bob replied, "Wait a second, what are you going to do?"

Sandy said, "Come on Bob we won't hurt you, honest.  We want to change you
some more, but we promise to change you into the looks you want when we're
through. Please?"

Then all four girls smiled and said "Please".

Bob had never had a woman beg him for anything in his life.  Let alone four
beautiful woman at once.  Reluctantly he walked over and laid down in front
of the girls.

The girls all took there places on his body the same places as before.  But
this time Bob felt different.  Instead of growing he felt himself
shrinking.

The muscles were being lost, but he could feel that the tone had remained.
He actually felt his prone body contract across the floor as he lost
height.  He was lost as a flurry of words spilled from the girls mouths, he
could only her snippets here and there, "beautiful face", "long golden
hair", "Graceful arms".

Then he felt and heard what Barbie was saying, "Oh Bob what big sensitive
nipples you have on your small breasts" Bob felt a surge on his now small
chest that felt as though it rose up and filled both of Barbie's hands and
a wave of pleasure that swept over him as she squeezed his nipples.

"Oh, Bob my mistake, that was very sensitive nipples on your softball size
breasts".

The pleasure intensified as Bob felt his now breasts swell outwards filling
all of Barbie's hands.

"Oh, Bobby my mistake, that was your huge orgasmic capable nipples on your
watermelon sized soft and lovely breasts"

Bob felt the waves of orgasm building in his body as his breasts swelled.
They grew large and larger.  He was on his back and could feel the breast
tissue as it developed and slipped from his rib cage to along side his
body.  Barbie sat back and said "Perfect"

Candy words came softly to Bob just before his orgasm, "What wide hips and
large tight jiggly ass you have.  It is almost as exciting as your sweet
smelling pussy and sensitive clit."

Bob felt his enormous manhood rapidly retreat until it felt inside out?  He
still had his feeling of beginning orgasm but it was different.  That's
when Barbie's words entered his ears, "The problem with orgasmic nipples
like yours is that the orgasms are not really satisfying they merely act to
make you more horny after they subside."

A burning of desire started in Bob's crotch.  It was strange, very strange.
Instead of hardness he experience an increasing moisture and a desire that
he didn't want to admit to himself.

"There all done.  Get up and let us look at you," said Barbie with a huge
grin on her face.

Bob tried to get up then fell back.  He felt his breasts jiggle from the
effort.  He turned onto his side.  His breasts shifted as he turned.  Then
he rose to his feet.  Well, he assumed he was on his feet, he couldn't see
them anymore.  He ran his hands down his body.  His breasts were enormous.
He must have been bigger than any of the four girls.  As his hands rounded
the front of his breasts they brushed his nipples.  An uncontrollable loud
and deep moan emitted from his lips.  The desire swelled even more in him.
But he stopped his almost unstoppable nipple play and continued downward
with his hands.  They found a very narrow waist from which flared wide hips
and a full ass.  His hands went to the front of his body and there found
he's new womanhood.  As he felt his new parts a fingering of his clit
caused another uncontrollable loud and deep moan from his lips.  He then
thrust his fingers into his new and unused pussy.  Dumbfounded he withdrew
them and stared at his moist fingers.  They actually smelled sweet!

"Wow, quite the little feel yourself up show?!  Golly, Bob, you're good!
You're a natural." said Cindy

"We just wanted to turn you into a dancer for a bit.  After a dance we
planned to change you back.  But, you're so good, maybe we should leave you
like this? " giggled Sandy

"NO, THANK YOU.  Why did you do this to me?  Would you change me back
now?", responded Bob

"We had all desired that just once, we could put a customer in our shoes"
giggled Alice "Plus, we wanted to make him just as big up top as they seem
to want us to be."

"We never knew that it could really happen!  So, when we saw what your body
could do, we just couldn't help ourselves.  We have all agreed to change
you back to the weightlifter form, right after we get our dance!" added
Barbi

"We also agreed to have that weightlifter form of your's ravish all of us
the rest of the night", chimed in Cindy with a big smile.

"So, give us a dance girl, and then you can be our manly man and ravish us
all!"  Sandy said with a smile and a laugh.

"Oh, yes first dance then ravish" said Barbi.  Then all four girls squealed
in delight.  They, also, started clapping and cat calling at that point.

Bob figured that since he was going to be changed back and since he was
going to get all four, what the hell!  He started to dance and gyrate his
hips for the small audience.

The girls went wild, they told him how to move, how to get his big breasts
to wobble and giggle just right.  Sandy laughed so hard she had tears in
her eyes.  Cindy couldn't stand from her laughing.  Alice actually was
enjoying the show and thought Bob was very attractive.  Barbie just smiled
and smiled, she was really having a good time watching this big busted
dancer.

Finally, Bob was actually getting tired.  He asked, "Ok girls, how about
bringing manly Bob back?".

"Sure, sure, no problem.  Why not walk over her to the mirror and say
goodbye to Bobby first." Barbie said.

Bob figured, yea he might as well say goodbye to this horny bitch he had
become.  He was both glad and frustrated that there had not been any guys
in the room.  He walked in front of the mirror.

Barbie came up behind him.  She moved close and Bob felt her large DD cup
breasts press into his back.  She wrapped her arms around him and with him
looking into the mirror she moved her hands up and cupped his breasts.
Gently tweaking his nipples she whispered into his ear, "Say goodbye to
your knockers, Honey".

Bob closed his eyes in ecstasy as the rubbing of his nipples got him hotter
and hotter.  He started moaning "Oh, good, oooohh, soooo goood".

Barbie said, "Hey, Alice, this hot little minx likes her nipples played
with; what do you think about that?"

Alice answered not with words but actions.  She bolted across the room and
gleamed onto Bob's huge left breast.  The warmth of her mouth and flicking
of her tongue sent Bob over the brink and into orgasm.

"Girls, Bobby likes his titties sucked.  We have one free Sandy."

Though, a tad reluctant, but not overly so, Sandy approached Bob and took
his huge right tit into her mouth.  With both breasts being sucked on Bob
went into orgasm again.  But as this second orgasm subsided he felt
unfulfilled and was getting hornier.

Bob, got some composure back and opened his eyes.  What he saw before him
was a beautiful Alice on his left breast and a gorgeous Sandy on his right
breast both the girls D cup size breasts were brushing against Bob's body.
He orgasmed again.  Then the horniness came on even stronger than before.

"Cindy, remember our touring two show?  You said you owed me one.  Well pay
me back by doing Bob, ok?" said Barbie.

"I kind of figured you were headed that way, but, that's why I gave him a
sweet smelling pussy!"  With that Cindy headed over and began licking and
sucking Bob's clit.  Bob's ability to stand was becoming seriously impaired
as Cindy would bring him to the brink of orgasm and then back off, time and
again she would do this.  Each time was raising him to a new level of
horniness.  The sensations on his nipples and the teasing of his clit were
driving him into a state of uncontrollable lust.  He was losing control of
his body and his mind.  He now had only one thought and that was to fuck.

Barbie was sucking and kissing Bob's neck, "So, is our hot little bitch
ready to become the man that can fuck us all to satisfaction?" Barbie
whispered into his ear.

"fuck me, fuck me, Fuck me, FUCK ME" was all Bob could retort.

"There's no equipment here for us to fuck with Bobby, we have to turn you
back first then we can all fuck" Barbie whispered teasingly into his ear as
she blew, bit, and licked it.

"I don't care, I don't care, I have to fuck NOW, please, I am on the brink
of being satisfied, PLEASE, finish me, FINISH ME, I want to......."

There was a bolt of lighting and then a disembodied laugh.  "The last wish
be wished, tis the last wish at last, Goodness lass, you've turned yourself
into quite a piece of ass."

Then the room was almost quiet.  Cindy had changed to finger banging Bob's
pussy and had just brought him to a mind numbing and very satisfying
orgasm.  Bob collapse to the floor and actually passed out from the
pleasure of Cindy's fingers.

When Bob awoke the girls were all smiling.

"Bobby, we can't have you passing out on stage when we do the act" said
Cindy.

"You are just too sensitive, I have never seen anybody so horny in all my
life.  If you weren't the one with the biggest boobies we could have
another one of us be in the middle." said Alice

"I don't even know why we are rehearsing this stage act since you won the
Lottery, Bobby." said Sandy.

"Because, she has to keep working till the lottery money comes in 90 days
that's why.  Plus, I think she really gets off during the act don't you
Bobby?" said, Barbie.

Bob looked around his room, it was different.  Let alone why were they
talking to him like this.  Who was Bobby anyway?  Things went first into
then out of focus.  He felt faint then regained his composure.  "The third
wish!  Oh my God! When I got so horny, that I yelled for them to finish me
that completed the wish." thought Bob.

But I am not a stripper.  Bob got up and ignored the inquires of his now
apparent friends.  Looking around his room he saw it was very different.
Looking at the paper he saw on the counter, on the front page under a
banner headline was the picture of a busty blond stripper that had just won
the $200 million dollar lottery and her name was Bobby.  Bob realized he
was a stripper and his (well change gender now) her name was Bobby.  Bobby
sat down on the couch and cried.

The four girls surrounded Bobby and asked what the problem was.  Bobby
couldn't talk she just sobbed and sobbed.  It was Barbie that first spoke
up and discussed about how they had been friends too long not to share
problems.  Alice joined in about how they had also all been lovers too long
not to share either.  Both Cindy and Sally started crying just because
Bobby was.  Barbie asked Bobby if she was pregnant.  This just got Bobby
sobbing worse.  Then slowly all the girls began relating what a strong and
powerful relationship that had with each other.  That there was no need for
Bobby to feel alone.  That they were there for her like always and just to
share her problems.  That with the lottery money Bobby could start a new
life totally divorced from the old.  Bobby raised her head.  They were
right, she had caring friends for the first time in the old Bob's life, she
was far more attractive then the old Bob had ever been as a man, and she
felt the love among the group was real.  For the first time in old Bob's
life there was a chance for true happiness.  Bobby looked at the group and
said, wiping the tears from her eyes, that she was just sorry that she
hadn't appreciated the love they all shared with each other and she loved
them all very much.

Bobby had 90 days to go before the lottery money came in.  This meant she
got to go back to (actually for Bob for the first time) stripping.  With a
48 (36K bra)-22-38 figure she was the favored stripper in the club.  She
actually fell into the routine with no problem.  Away from the club she did
have problems finding clothes that fit.  She also had problems getting used
to all the jiggling and changed locations of gravity when she walked.  She
was not only amazed at her new frontal aspects of her body but he shapely
ass was a bit to deal with as well.  In fact she had a lot of problems to
deal with but they were all over come with the help of her new bosom
buddies (the four girl friends, what did you think he meant?).

It was the day before the lottery money was due to come in and Bobby had
just completed a lap dance.  She wore only her G string and bounced most
seductively with each step as she was headed out of the lap dance area.
She was walking past a private alcove.  A voice called out "How about a
private jig for old times lassy?"

Bobby looked into the alcove and saw the Leprechaun before her.

"Here's a $100 spot now give me an up close and personal one, Bob old boy!"
the Leprechaun said with a fiendish glee.

"You know, I hated this at first, but, this actually is working out.  I am
happier now than I have ever been.  To show you it did work out ok, I'll
give you a free dance."  With that Bobby came close to the Leprechaun and
started to dance in time with the music that was playing in the background.

"You, you, you.  Blast you, things may seem right for now.  But you are
nothing but a great cow!"

Bobby felt a sudden swelling in her breasts.  They grew tighter and
tighter.  They grew to a great size as well as tripling in weight.  She
soon would measure 80" across and was expanding rapidly.  Bobby knew she
was filling with milk and most likely would soon have four legs and desire
to eat grass as well.  She rushed the Leprechaun and trapped him between
her growing milky orbs.  As she squeezed them together milk dribbled from
her nipples.

"Stop, stop, you'll smoother me!"  the Leprechaun exclaimed.

"Then release me from your cow curse, you wretched little man."

"A cow you shall not be but return to that pleasing lassy see. Now, let me
go!"

Bobby felt her breasts shrink in size (If you can call going all the way
down to 48" shrinking)

"No, more magic or trapped you stay"

"Lass, the suffocation threat is gone now and her I may just stay, tis a
wonderful day."

"Look here, your caught I get wishes.  There's no way you can just stay in
my cleavage.  You were caught.  Don't try and scam me!"

"Arrgh, I have had it with you, it all tis true.  But this I say on second
capture its only one wish and I am on my way."

"Promise the wish"

"Oh, your so clever see?  Then why are you a lass, eh eh.  Your one wish
you get today here and now I promise say."

Bobby let the Leprechaun go.  "Now here's my wish.  I wish you may have
joy, love, and sensuality like me for all your eternity."

"Oh, you rhymed it too, you huge knockered bitch, your wish is void I
shan't give an inch."

The room shook and rocked.  The ceiling opened and lightning shot through.
When the flash had cleared there stood two more Leprechauns one with a huge
shillelagh and the other with a crown.

The one with the crown spoke "Seamus O'Shanty you have broken an Emerald
Rule.  Perhaps this we would have ignored but for years you have abused
your powers.  The wee people are to cause mischief not death and
destruction!  You have left a body count from County Cork to the deserts of
America.  You have defiled your own kind for the last time. The wish she
has made will be and so you shall see Miss O'Shanty!"

A huge green light shot from the shillelagh and engulfed Seamus O'Shanty
the Leprechaun.  His form turned and twisted.  His clothes shifted about.
As the glow subsided a small but incredibly stack little woman stood in a
dynamite green shamrock encrusted but very revealing outfit.

"Seamus now Kate I believe you have a show date!  Now, away with yee to a
land far below the Emerald Isle you know, tis our folk you need to
entertain below."

As Seamus now Kate slowly disappeared in a glow she said "To you the
charming Bobby lass, my thanks to saving my soul at last.  A blessing I
would give thee but my powers are gone don't you see.  But perhaps it will
make you glad to know, I go to give the lovely wee men all a show!" Poof

With that the two remain Leprechauns began to fade away.  But before they
were fully gone the one with the crown looked at Bobby. "So lass, with your
words you did win at last.  He wished a blessing for thee.  On this we all
do agree.  So Booby my lass you really are a very cute Irish lass and with
the blessing we do go, for the luck of the Irish will be with you so!"
Poof.

Bobby thought "Maybe I am free from this at last", then she pushed the red
hair back that had fallen over her face.  Red hair?  She went to the
closest mirror and saw her complexion had lightened some what, her hair was
dark red and she had two very deep green eyes!

"Barbie, come look at me, tis something here that a fair colleen like me
can not believe!"  As the words came out Bobby covered her mouth.

Barbie came running (much to the enjoyment of all males insight).  "What is
the matter?  Or are you spreading some more of your Irish blarney?"

"Its no, I ah, oh, crap, I just don't feel good Barbie, faith and begorra",
the exasperated Bobby said.

Barbie helped Bobby back to the dressing room.  Back in the room Bobby was
surprised yet again.  She was going through her purse and found out that
she now had a green card!  Looking at the card She saw that she was from
Ireland.  Then she remembered "Oh, yes just a little shire in County Cork".
This was too much for Bobby.  She had had enough that evening.  Alice drove
her home and tucked her into bed.

The next day the first lottery check came.  Bobby took all four of her
friends and they went on a long romantic and sensuous vacation.  In Ireland
of course!  But, that's another story.....