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"All right," you say. "Better than dying I suppose." Suddenly, you find yourself in the main hall of the castle, seated on a very comfy chair. "Shall we shake on it, then?", says the leprechaun. You reach out and shake the leprechaun's hand. Suddenly, you feel weird. Your arms seem to bloat out slightly, as does the rest of your body. You suddenly feel very light for your weight. You stand up and look yourself over. You are still very much a blimp. Wondering if the leprechaun has actually turned you into that, a blimp, you grab two handfuls of your generous stomach. It feels soft and squishy in your paws. Definitely still fat. "Hey," you yell, "You said you'd put me into shape!" "Ye are in shape, laddie. Underneath all that puppy fat, ye'll find more than enough muscle to carry ye, and as they say, round is a shape. Oh, by the way," he snaps his fingers, and you find yourself clad in some extra large shorts and a hawaiian shirt which is too small to actually button up, but big enough to cover your sides. "Can't have ye going out in yer bare undies now, can we?" He laughs and suddenly fades out of sight. Great, tricked again. You take a step, and find that the leprechaun was right; you can carry your weight easily, even though your sheer size still slows you from running, keeping you at a steady waddle. Well, at least you know where the gold is: Castle McFenry, and you have a week to get there. You go through your things, and try to dig through them, but find this more difficult due to your stomach getting in the way. You finally manage to pull your laptop out of the bag and rest it on the huge curve of your stomach, which provides an excellent desk. After powering up, you search the internet for Castle McFenry. As you glance at the results, you almost slap yourself for the obviousness of it. Castle McFenry is in Ireland...
Written by Jack (edited by wanderer)
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