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story_codes: Leprechauns/ggg+(2-4), first, oral, anal, semi-cons, toddler, magic

story_intro: Pour yourself a pint o' green beer and enjoy this tawdry St. Paddy's tale of a gang of leprechauns who run amok in a daycare center.

story_language: English





Lust of the Irish

Written by madvlad


	"So what's it to be this year, Seamus?" Mack asked impatiently as the group of leprechauns emerged in the woods, marching toward some human civilization.

	"More over-soused tarts for sure," Riley chimed in from the rear of the group. "'Tis always the same on St. Patrick's Day. They get so drunk that they're willing to fuck us even if they think we're just part of the decorations. It's all well and good, but human women are more than just a wee bit too big."

	"And it's a tighter fit we're in for, boyos," Seamus replied. "You can get all the drunken women tonight, but today we'll try some humans just our size."

	"Have ye found a pack of horny midgets?" Kevin asked, drawing laughter from the rest. 

	"Somethin' better," Seamus promised. "Some hot fresh pussy and plenty to go around."

	"How fresh?" Mack asked.

	"Take a look over there," Seamus answered as they arrived at the edge of the woods.

	The leprechauns peered through the trees to find a small playground with very small play-sets of slides and sandboxes and some climbing equipment of modestly safe height. As several women watched, about twenty preschool-aged boys and girls noisily ran about and played, enjoying the warm Spring day.

	"Fresh? Oi! Brand new and untouched - unless one or two of 'em have a naughty Da or the like." Riley opined gleefully.

	"Nice and tight - and no hair to spoil the view," Bran drooled.

	"Some of 'em run pretty quickly - it should be a merry chase," Carraig murmured with heavy anticipation. 

	"No chasing is necessary," Seamus announced. "I'll work a spell to freeze time for a couple of hours. Just tap whoever you want on the nose, and she'll awaken but won't put up a fight. When the time's up, they won't remember a thing."

	"Are ye daft, Seamus?" Mack retorted. "Ye know there's always a blowback to leprechaun magic when it's used in the human world!"

	"Aye, there is. But I've figured out what it will be this time and it's no worries for us, lads. Now are ye in?"

	A chorus of enthusiastic "Aye's" responded.

	Seamus muttered something under his breath and a light sheen of silvery sparkles appeared in the air over the daycare center. Then all was still as the children and workers were frozen in place. On the street nearby, cars stopped where they were; their drivers immobile and the engines paused in mid-stroke.

	"Have at 'em!" Seamus called and the group burst forth from the tree-line, each aiming for a choice prize.

	While his men were eagerly stripping their new little sex partners, Seamus carefully selected his first girl. Finally, he chose a blue-eyed cutie whose blonde hair was pulled tightly into pigtails. Grinning lustfully, he reached out with one finger and tapped the girl's nose three times in quick succession.

	Three year-old Sally blinked her eyes in momentary confusion before looking down as a strange little man pulled her pants and panties off. In a musical voice, he told her to lie on the ground. She did as she was told, giggling as the fresh grass tickled her bare bottom.

	"You humans have an expression, 'Blondes have more fun'. Are ye ready to have fun?" Seamus asked Sally as he placed his stiff pecker against the child's hairless quim.

	"I like fun! It's fun!" Sally replied.

	With a short grunt, Seamus lurched forward, jamming his dick into Sally's tiny hole, making her shriek as her cherry burst apart. Seamus heard several other similar cries around him as little girls and toddlers had their virginities stolen by leprechaun cocks.

	In a soothing voice, Seamus murmured a small, safe spell that erased Sally's pain. The little girl stopped crying as the strange man kept pushing something in and out of her body in the place where she peed. Now the place where she had hurt felt all hot and slippery as her innocent cuntlet responded to its first sexual experience. She began moaning in an aroused manner that was incongruous to her high-pitched, childish voice.

	Some of her other playmates were moaning the same way. Sally looked over to where her friend Becky had been holding a ball before the little men suddenly appeared. There was one of those men there now, pushing up and down like the man on top of her was doing. He was angled in such a way that Sally couldn't see Becky's face, but she recognized her fellow three year-old's feet from the yellow socks with puppy faces on them. They were easy to see because Becky had her legs wrapped around the man's waist.

	Seamus grinned as Sally copied her friend's maneuver and clamping her small legs around him while he rutted inside her. The little girl's cunt was quite slick now and gripped his cock fiercely. With an extra hard push, he jammed his head against her cervix as he came, inseminating the preschooler's womb with his hearty sperm.

	An idea occurred to Seamus. He could use some magic to make a little girl get pregnant, taking her back to the magic realm with him as she became heavy with child. But not this year as leprechaun magic was always a risky thing and too much could cause all sorts of havoc. But there was always next year. St. Patrick's Day was the one time a year where the laws of the magic realm allowed leprechauns to roam freely in the human world.

	With a huge sigh of satisfaction, Seamus pulled out and had Sally get to her hands and knees.

	"I look like a doggy now," she giggled. 

	"And here's a treat for the good doggy," he replied as he stuffed his dick into the surprised child's mouth. 

	Grasping Sally's pigtails, he used them to move her head while he fucked her face. Kevin came up sauntering behind the girl with his cock dripping cum juices stained with blood from his first conquest, a squirming two year-old whose pussy was now filled with its second prick in twenty minutes as another member of their merry band pounded away. With a practiced eye, Kevin gazed at Sally's deflowered little pussy as it drained and stained her lovely little thighs. 

	"Oi, Seamus," he said. "Ye mind if I slip in through the back door?"

	"My house is yer house, to be sure," Seamus graciously replied as he got the head of his dick into Sally's throat.

	True to his word, Kevin slipped his pussy-lubed dick between Sally's buttocks, piercing her little anus with an expert shove and commenced stretching the little girl's rectum with his steel-hard member. With her mouth full of Seamus' cock, Sally rolled her blue eyes to look at him and mumbled something.

	"That's right, girlie," the chief leprechaun chortled. "Yer getttin' all of your holes properly filled today."

	The two leprechauns stroked rapidly inside Sally's formerly virgin mouth and ass while the child remained perfectly still, unable and unwilling to struggle thanks to Seamus' spell. The two magic folk came at the same time, further despoiling the tiny body of their three year-old cum bucket. 

	Maggie's light brown hair tossed in the breeze as Mack pulled her dress up, revealing her Winnie the Pooh diaper. She didn't know why he was checking it as she had remembered to use the potty like a big girl just before she came out to play.

	"And what sport of pretty wrapping paper is this?" he asked, unsure of who to remove the garment.

	As many leprechaun men were not known for being devoted family types, Mack had never changed a diaper. He liked the smoothness of the child's small but strong legs as they enticingly disappeared inside the thick padding of her diaper. The garment made an exaggerated bulge between the toddler's legs, causing Mack's mouth to water as he thought about what lay beneath.

	He tried to tug it down, but the teacher who had helped Maggie in the bathroom had secured the diaper tightly in place as the little girl would soon be running and playing hard. As he considered this dilemma, Maggie giggled at the confused expression on his face. 

	"Dypee goes bye-bye like this!" she announced as she pulled the tape loose on both sides.

	Set free from its absorbent covering, Maggie's plump little pussy proudly swelled from between her thighs. Mack licked his lips, thanking several deities for helping pick a particularly juicy looking cunt. He squeezed the child's smooth mons with his fingers, making her wriggle happily.

	"You gonna lick my kitty like Uncle Frank?" the tot asked him.

	Actually, Mack had been considering a straight fuck, but he was not one to turn down an early invitation to lunch. Easing Maggie back against the chute of a plastic slide, he pushed her knees apart and commenced to munch on the chubby flesh of the toddler's bald cuntlet. Maggie shimmied her ass from side to side as she was eaten, feeling those pleasant things in her kitty that her mommy's boyfriend gave her when he put his mouth there. But these things were different - stronger and harder - and grew until they thundered together, making Maggie scream as she had her first orgasm. 

	With the tyke's pudgy pussy drooling from her cum, Mack pulled out his prick and planted the tip into the irrigated cleft. He had felt her membrane with his tongue and knew that Uncle Frank - whoever he was - would find it missing the next time he had her for dessert. Mack didn't know much about the human world, but he found it hard to believe that a man would complain to the authorities about finding a little girl's cherry gone when he had tried to eat her.

	Although it was years too early to be taken, Maggie's cunny was wet and ready. The toddler squealed as her baby cherry was plundered, but Mack's incantation soothed her pain and had her ramping up to another climax, cumming just as her childish pussy was filled with hammering cock. Mack's release came soon after, seeding the toddler's undeveloped reproductive organs.

	After Mack staggered off in search of another fuck toy, Maggie fingered the gooey mess between her outstretched legs. That had been more fun than Uncle Frank and she wanted to do it again.

	"Play with my kitty?" she called out, receiving one suitor after another over the next two hours. Her playtime culminated in her being bent face down over a swing while a leprechaun pulled her back and forth while he fed his cock into the still-tight heaven her two year-old, squishy fuck hole. 

	Deidre awoke to find herself nearly naked. The four year-old's dark eyes widened as she saw the teachers and the little boys in her class all as still as statues. But it was the other girls who surprised her. Most of them had their clothes off and some of them had little men touching their private places or pushing into them somehow. Some girls were also getting pushed in their bottoms and a few were sucking the strange sticks the men had where Deidre had a pee-pee.

	She saw Sally lying on top of one of the men who was pushing his stick in her bottom. Becky was lying on top of her and other man was standing behind her as he moved in and out of her bottom. This made Sally's and Becky's pee-pees touch each other and rub. At first, Deidre though they were scared, but something about the strange sounds they were making told her that they liked rubbing pee-pees.

	Now Deidre's own pee-pee was uncovered as one of the little men slid her panties down. They were her favorite pair - adorned with strawberries. Another little man behind her squeezed her rump. She was afraid he might try to spank her, but he just kept squeezing her, so she didn't mind because it felt good.

	"Those are my pretty panties," the little girl told Bran. "I like strawberries."

	"I prefer sweet little cherries, me self," Bran said.

	"I don't have panties with cherries on them."

	"It's the cherry inside them that's best."

	Deidre didn't understand what he meant, but she gasped when he began fondling the hairless mound where her panties had been. She knew she wasn't supposed to be touched in that place, but the man was saying something in a low voice that made her feel flushed there. She was getting wet, but in some strange way she had never known before. Besides, she couldn't move because of the man behind her playing with her ass.

	Deidre looked down as she felt something pushing against her crotch. The man's thing was making her dainty slit spread apart and then his thing went in. It bumped something inside of her and then the man pushed hard. As something tore there, Deidre's breath was lost for a moment. Her mind clouded over and then she forgot about the pain. Now all she could feel was the hardness plumbing her tiny quim making it stretch so much and rubbing her tunnel in a way that made her even wetter. 

	She was wondering about the thin streaks of blood where the man's thing pushed in and out of her bald snatch when she felt another piercing shove from behind. As the little girl let out a strangled cry, the same kind of hardness entered her bottom.

	Carraig watched with satisfaction as his prick slipped between the bouncy cheeks of Deidre's rump. Through the thin membrane separating the child's two holes, he could feel Bran's cock working like a piston inside the four year-old's pussy. This made her anal sheath all the tighter, but Carraig was relentless as he drove his prick into the preschooler's bowels.

	From where he was working, Seamus looked on as Deidre stood pinned between the pair of rutting leprechauns. The little girl's brunette braids swung wildly as she writhed, her small body overstuffed with rampaging cocks. Soon, the tyke let out a warbling groan as twin streams of hot jism shot into her body.

	A loud clearing of the throat from Riley swung Seamus' attention back to the job at hand. He was standing upright with his cock buried in the chubby twat of a two year-old redhead. Her skin was milk white, making her bald mons nearly glow. Her delicate outer lips were pulled tight around his cock and Seamus could feel the child's pulse as it pounded against his dick.

	As Seamus held the girl's sumptuous little thighs on either side of his waist, she was leaning backward away from his body. But her head was in Riley's arms, held steady by the boner he had just pushed into her mouth. With her neck craned at the perfect angle, Riley was able to drive on through to her throat. The toddler wriggled like a gaffed fish, but could do nothing to get loose of the pair of cocks anchored inside her tiny body. 

	As Seamus whispered his spell, the child's struggles eased and the two horny creatures proceeded to pound her at both ends. Between the reflexive swallowing in her throat and the quivering in her baby pussy, the two year-old made her two mates cum hard in her slick, underage holes. She was left on the ground afterward in a daze with Seamus' seed leaking from her bloodied cuntlet while Riley's issue swam in her soft little tummy.

	Fifteen minutes later, Seamus was dumping another load in Becky's squirming ass. The little girl had been set on top of Sally so that the three year-olds were in a sixty-nine position. Several of Seamus' men enjoyed watching the preschool lezzy action while taking their turns with the ass of whichever girl was on top. As he wrenched his prick from the grasp of the tot's anus, Seamus looked at his pocket watch and sighed.

	"Time, Gentlemen!" he called.

	The rest of them finished with their current sex toys, emptying more sperm into the tiny orifices. Then they got busy redressing the girls, although a few wound up with different panties. After they crept back into the woods, Seamus chanted another spell and time resumed. The spell also erased any physical traces of leprechaun semen, leaving the little girls feeling quite strange in certain places. But it was a fine day and there was too much playing to be done than to worry about a little tingling or soreness here or there. The only thing the daycare workers noticed was how well the girls slept at naptime that afternoon.

	It was a few minutes before midnight as the leprechauns trudged back to the portal to the magic realm. The evening had been spent at St. Patrick's celebrations at various pubs with plenty of beer and legal-aged (or near-legal) pussy. But it didn't compare to the smaller fare they had partaken of that morning.

	"I still think they'll be some lingering effects of year spell, Seamus," a taciturn Mack groused. "It's how our magic works."

	"And I'm telling ya for the last time, we have nothing to worry about. What will happen after we return is but a wee bit of mischief."

	Mack just shook his head as he and the others followed Seamus into the portal. After a brief shimmering of blue light, the woods were silent with no sign of the inhabitants from the other world.

	As the clocks throughout the town registered midnight, there was some stirring in twenty scattered cribs and toddler beds. Small hands slipped into diapers and panties, sliding over smooth flesh until they reached the tiny pussies. The slits were all wet as the half-asleep girls slipped their fingers inside and went to work, recreating the arousal and excitement of events they couldn't remember when they were fully awake. 

	Many mouths flexed, with little tongues working and lips pursing with the recall of the hard members they had recently held there. A pair of certain three year-olds drooled with the memory of the plump, hairless cunnies of their best friends squirting juice into their mouths. With soft cries of pleasure and release, the rustling under the covers ceased and the children returned to their regular dreams.



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