As difficult as it was to make the decision to go back to college in his forties, Stan never thought all that much about just how difficult it would be surviving in the realm of hormone rampaging always assuming the worst college kids. One thing he quickly had learned was that avoiding them on party days was best.
It just so happens that St. Patrick's Day is yet another easy excuse to party for much of the campus, and the best place to avoid it all while actually getting something productive accomplished is the rarely occupied campus library.
On the first day in school, Stan had learned a few things about this large three story school structure. First, his old buddy from younger more wild days, Joel, worked the entrance security, checking student ID's, and second hardly any students even used the place anymore with the internet and laptops bringing anything they might have needed straight to their dorms, frats, or sororities.
Stan also learned just what a creep his old pal Joel was, using any excuse possible to spend more time leering at the coeds instead of simply checking their student ID's. Whatever the case though, Stan has never been the dirty old man college kids seem to for whatever reason accuse him of being, and he does need the quiet time away from those same students since he has no interest in partying with them for St. Patrick's Day.
Riley and Betty are the types of girls any guy in school would thank their luck to be stuck alone with, but when Stan shows up in an abandoned library and walks right up past them, it only gives the girls more of the wrong impression, that he truly is a pervert into young girls and not the guy who simply thought this would be the least likely spot in the building to find cute coeds.
Dimly lit, boxes and books stacked all around, Stan quickly moves past the quite clear assumptions the girls are making about his intentions when he witnesses something downright frightening emerging from one of the boxes just beyond Riley and her best friend Betty.
As they just stare at him, naturally creeped out that he is leering at them, Stan can't even speak up how freaked out he is to see a somewhat disgusting looking little man, dressed of all things just like a leprechaun climbing from within a large box behind the girls.
It all happens so fast, the creepy little man crawling out, only seen by Stan, Riley and Betty getting enraged and calling for security, and Joel showing up to confront the accused pervert which Stan most definitely isn't.
All confusion aside, it isn't long before Lenny the Leprechaun makes formal introductions, having been seen by Stan, soon being seen by Joel, and each of them entitled to wishes.
Even if Joel screws his wish up, Stan is completely unaware of just how famed Lenny is for equally screwing up the intentions of well spoken wishes. As Stan simply wishes that no one would overreact and constantly freak out to every look he gave them, as Riley and Betty did, assuming him to be some old leering lech, Lenny puts a very special twist to just how that is granted.
A leer is simply a look with most specific intent, but Stan will find himself incapable of looking without leering, and everyone who becomes aware of that leer will themselves become desperate to earn only more leers... to do unthinkable and downright depraved things as they soon wear a similar leer themselves.
Lenny the Leprechaun had a quiet hiding spot to avoid a busy St. Patrick's Day of cursed wishes, but just as Stan discovered, sometimes a library just isn't nearly as quiet a spot as one might hope.
Back in green and nice not mean, Lenny satisfies when he is seen. An all new tale fresh just for you, it's St. Patrick's Day, what will you do?
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About the Author
Kris P. Kreme is an author of online erotica, having written hundreds of stories in every theme imaginable for the past ten years. His work, like his name, is fresh and hot daily, leaving readers often glazed to their seats with what twist and turn the tale will take next. Comedic stories or tales of horror, you will find something of all genres to appeal to every possible mood or kink. Kris, who is most famously known not just for mind control erotica, but breast expansion, bimbo-creating, slut-making, and even giantess tales and comics. So whether you are wanting a simple story of overwhelming seduction of innocence or a tale with legend and myth, where everything from demons, leprechauns, or even the Easter Bunny make an appearance, you can find a bit of everything served up from Kris P. Kreme.