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The leprechaun shakes his head sadly. "I warned the council of leprechauns that we're needin' to change the rules so this could na' happen," he says remorsefully. "Now I fear ye wield too much power, lad . . . er, lass."
"Oh, don't fret," you reassure the leprechaun, giving him a kiss on the forehead. "I'm just going to have a little fun. I won't do anything to hurt anyone . . . well, at least, I won't hurt you or me." Your sweet smile frightens the leprechaun, and he takes a step back.
"All right, lass," he says to you. "What's yer next wish?"
"Well, first," you say with a commanding tone, "I wish you would address me as 'mistress' instead of 'lass.'"
"Ye're wish is granted, mistress," the leprechaun sighs.
"Good," you approve. "Now, I wish I was wearing three-inch pink high heels, a short pink pleated skirt, a pink cutoff shirt that shows off my waist and belly button, and a lacy white bra and panties underneath my skirt and top. I also wish that my lipstick and makeup were made up to perfectly match with my clothes. Oh, and leprechaun?"
"Yes, mistress?" the leprechaun says in almost a whisper. He is clearly not having a good feeling about any of this.
"Don't even think about trying to cause any consequences that I don't intend," you warn him. "I wish that you would only grant my wishes exactly the way I want them to be granted."
"Very well, mistress," he reluctantly agrees. He grants all of your wishes. You look down and find that your body is now encased in the feminine clothes you described moments ago.
"He he he!" you giggle. You do a twirl and jump up excitedly. "Wait'll you hear what I have in mind! But first, I wish there was a 6-foot tall mirror in front of me!"
"As ye wish," the leprechaun replies miserably, and a full-length mirror appears in front of you. You gasp as you admire yourself from your dainty feet up to your neck.
However, you overlooked something. Your hair is a little disheveled, and you could use a different pair of earrings. A couple wishes later, your long blonde hair is carefully brushed, and you're wearing earrings with small pink stones embedded in them. You look similar to one of the characters in that Lindsey Lohan movie you were forced to watch with two of your girl cousins a few weeks ago.
"Okay, leprechaun," you continue, "I wish I was at Sweetwater High School, where my cousin Trixie goes to school, on a typical school day. Let's make it a day in early April. I'd like to have some fun with a bully she made the mistake of dating once."
"Revenge?" the leprechaun stammers. "Don't waste yer wishes on somethin' like that, mistress."
"I have UNLIMITED wishes now, remember?" you retort. "Obey my wishes!"
"Of course, mistress," the leprechaun replies. The next thing you know, you and the leprechaun are standing at the school bus stop at Sweetwater High School.
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