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Here's the latest installment of the Bad Wishing series. This story was
inspired by a picture sent to me by Steve Zink, and my thanks to him. Pay
attention, folks, there's a new character in the Bad Wishing universe.
Now, onto the boring stuff
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DISCLAIMERS
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This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, and is
not intended for the perusal of minors. Further if perusal of such
material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your religion or
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All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.
This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. The
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely at the
discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no apologies for any
rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or magic that may be broken
within the story.
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Now onto the fun stuff
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BAD WISHING 9: THE WIZARDLING
Patty waited at the edge of the room. Everything seemed okay. Right in
the middle of the room was a small coin of solid gold, unclaimed. Patty
wondered if he should try to claim it. During the middle ages, he wouldn't
have even hesitated... to walk away, that is. A single gold coin just
sitting in the middle of an empty room would've just screamed "Wizard's
Trap!" but nowadays few people believed in magic, much less had the
patience to leave a gold coin untouched for six months so it could be used
as bait for a Leprechaun. Still, centuries of instinct were not easily set
aside.
Finally, Patty decided to take a chance. He rushed into the room and
grabbed the coin, instantly regretting it. As soon as he lifted the coin,
he was surrounded by a dome of magic energy, trapped. Patty growled.
That'd teach him to ignore his instincts. He sat down on the floor.
Nothing to do now but wait for whatever wizard placed this to come along
and check his trap.
It was almost two hours later when a mere stripling of a boy (college age
as these humans measured their years) came into the room. He seemed
surprised to see Patty, but then smiled and said, "It worked! The
Leprechaun trap worked!"
"Of course it worked, ye daft lad. Now get on with your demands so we can
both get on with our lives."
"My demands?"
"Yes, your demands. You've caught a Leprechaun, so now you get three wishes."
"Well, actually, I just wanted to see if this would work."
Patty was stunned. "Excuse me?"
"You see, I just found this strange book fragment in this old book store.
It claimed to be a spell book and I figured it'd be a lark to try some
spell from it. Most of the spells had weird ingredients like dragon's
tooth or wyvern poison, but this one seemed simple enough. It just
required chalk, salt, iron filings, and a gold coin. I didn't figure it'd
really work. Let me get the book and see if it has a way to end the spell."
Before Patty could say a thing, the boy ran from the room. Patty rubbed
his hand down his face in a very human gesture of anger and frustration.
He couldn't believe it. Not only had he been captured by an amateur trap,
he had been captured by someone who wasn't even a wizard's apprentice. He
was a mere wizardling who lucked onto a book with real magic and was now
playing with powers he didn't understand.
A few seconds later, the boy returned, carrying a tattered partial book.
It was clearly very ancient, but also looked like the back half of the book
had been ripped off and was now missing. The boy said, "The book doesn't
say anything about how to end the spell."
Patty angrily blurted out, "Of course it doesn't!" but restrained his anger
before saying, "The spell was designed to catch a Leprechaun and hold him
until the wizard got his wishes. You now get three wishes and I'm stuck
here until you take them, so if you'd be so kind as to use them, we can get
on with what we were doing."
"Okay." The boy considered it for a while and said, "For my first wish, I
wish that this book was restored to pristine condition, with all the
knowledge it ever contained restored as well."
Patty sighed. The boy really couldn't handle the knowledge within the
book, but his wish had been too well thought out and worded, and, due to
the trap, Patty was obliged to grant the wish. He waved his hand, energy
swirled around the book, and the boy was holding a fully restored grimoire.
The boy opened the book and leafed through its pages. "Hey! Most of these
pages I can't even read!"
"Not my fault. Let me see." The boy held the book up and showed the page
he was looking at to Patty. "That's ancient Gaelic. Leaf through it a bit
to show me more." The boy did as asked. Finally, Patty said, "It's a
compendium. Inside there are spells written in Gaelic, Welsh, Latin,
Greek, and more. Book's probably been added to over centuries."
"But I can't read it! What good is it to me?"
"Not my problem. I have neither the ability nor the inclination to read
your mind and try to intuit what you want. I grant what you wish for,
nothing else. Now, what's your second wish?"
The boy thought about it. "I wish I had the ability to understand, read,
or write any language I encounter."
Patty almost cursed. He had hoped that the boy would wish for the book to
be translated. Patty could've then made slight changes in the book
("something lost in the translation" as it were) and rendered it useless.
However, once again the boy had worded his wish too well. Patty waved his
hands and the boy had the ability to translate any language.
The boy thumbed through the book saying, "Great!"
"Now what's your last wish to be?"
Patty wondered whether the boy would wish for anything that Patty could use
to thwart the boy's foolishness, but even he was stunned when the boy said,
"I wish I had the power of a Leprechaun."
Patty had not planned on giving the boy any warnings, but forgot himself
and said, "Boy, trust me. You'll be wantin' to rethink that wish."
"Why? So you don't have to share your power? I wish I had the power of a
Leprechaun."
Patty sighed. "Don't say I didn't warn you." Patty clapped his hands
together and suddenly the world just disappeared from around them.
When the world returned, the boy found himself inside a grand ball room.
Other than himself, there were three people in the room. Patty was one and
stood beside him in the middle of the room. The other two, one male, one
female, sat on ornate thrones (the woman's a little less so than the man's)
on a raised dais at the front of the room. The two seemed inhumanly
beautiful and reeked of ancient grandeur and power. The boy tried to move,
but was paralyzed, unable to even speak.
The man looked down on him, rubbing his chin. He spoke out, his voice
seeming to echo with the ages. "So this is the human who would dare
possess the power of a fae?"
Patty stepped forward. "Great Oberon, Lord of the Eternal Realm, whose
word is law to us all, I know it seems strange for the fae who was captured
by this boy to speak on his behalf, but this stripling is no arrogant,
ambitious wizard. He's just... foolish. I urge mercy."
"What would you have me do, Patty? Unless his wish is granted, you must be
returned to the trap he ensnared you in. Even were you willing, I am not.
I shall not see one of my childer imprisoned, even temporarily. Not if I
can prevent it. So I have a choice of granting his wish or destroying him."
If the boy could've trembled, he would've, sure he was about to die.
However, he was granted a reprieve when the woman said, "So, dear husband,
grant his wish."
Oberon looked at his wife like she was nuts, but he quickly smiled. He
lifted her hand, saying, "Dear Titania, sometimes your insidiousness amazes
even me," and kissed her hand. He stood up and walked down to the boy.
"So be it! You wished to be one of the Eternal Folk, and so it shall be.
Choose your form!"
The boy was suddenly besieged with overwhelming eroticism. He suddenly
fantasized about being in a room full of beautiful women. He chose the
most beautiful and stepped up to her. There was a flash of light and he
was back in the room he and Patty had just left. He saw Patty off to one
side and said, "What happened?"
"The only one who could grant your wish was Oberon, Great Lord of the Fae,
and thanks to the intercession of Queen Titania the Beautiful, he did just
that."
"But what was that last bit? That choose your form thing?"
"Look down."
He looked down and was shocked when he saw a rather large pair of breasts
hanging from his chest. "Wh- What happened?"
"Oberon excited your libido and filled the room with images of female
beauty. You grabbed the one you thought was most beautiful and were
transformed into the first female Leprechaun."
"But I am a Leprechaun now? I can grant wishes and do magic and all that?"
"Uhm... not exactly. A Leprechaun's power comes from the gold he, or in
your case, she has collected. Right now, the only gold you have is the one
coin you used to trap me, so you're... nearly powerless. That one coin
isn't going to give you enough power to even clothe yourself, much less
grant any kind of wish. Now normally, when a new Leprechaun comes into
existence, the other Leprechauns each give a single coin to kind of start
the newbie on his way, but Oberon, by way of punishing you for daring to
trap a fae, has ordered that no other faerie share or grant their power to
you for a period not less than one century."
"So how do I get more power? Steal gold?"
"No, no, no, lassie. You CANNOT steal gold. Any gold you get must either
be lost, unclaimed, or freely given in trade for magic. To be honest there
isn't much of the first two any more, so you'll need to be tradin' for
more."
"But if I'm so powerless, then how can I possibly get more gold?"
"You'll be needing to collect energy in... other ways."
"Other ways? Like how?"
"All of the wee folk can walk freely in the dreams of mortals. You can
collect power by granting dream wishes. The mortals want some knowledge or
information or something else that you can give them. When you grant their
desires, you'll gain a little bit of psychic essence. Collect enough of
that energy, and you'll be able to grant a wish in the physical world, for
which you can trade for gold. As you collect more gold, your power will
increase and eventually you'll stop needing to dream walk."
"So what's the difference between getting energy from gold or from dream
walking?"
"Gold's energy is permanent. You have a minimum energy based upon the
quantity of gold you have. Every morning, if you have less than that
minimum, you will be restored to that level. Any energy you get from
dreams is gone once it's spent."
"But what dream wishes can I give?"
"Well, I used my world travels to bring images of fantastic lands to those
who couldn't travel, but that'd be the slow way for you. You don't have
much experience to start with, so you'd have to travel a lot before you
could start sharing your knowledge."
"So what's the fast way?"
"Well, you've now got a fantastic female body, and there's no shortage of
horny males who'd wish to share it carnally."
The new Leprechaun gulped. "Well, it is just a dream."
"For the mortals, it's a dream. For us, it's as real as this world.
You're immune to any mortal disease, and will regenerate from any damage,
but it is real when it happens."
"Can I get pregnant?"
"Possibly. But human/faerie half-breeds are incredibly rare. By the way,
Oberon has named you Erin. Any other name you once had is gone."
Erin was about to object, but found that she couldn't even remember her old
name. She instead just shrugged. Then she noticed that the book that had
started this whole thing was still over where she had been standing when
making her wish. "My book!" She ran over and picked it up. "It is still
mine, right?"
"Yes, for all the good it'll do you. The book is human magic. You're now
a full fae. Although you could save it and pass it on to any children you
might have. But since you have no magic to store it, that'd mean carrying
it around with you wherever you go."
Erin collapsed onto her butt, nearly in tears. "What have I done?"
Patty was by her side and put his hand on her shoulder comfortingly. "Hey,
it's not that bad. You're now one of the Eternal Folk. You're ageless,
eternally beautiful, and almost indestructible. And after your first
century, if you're still having problems getting gold, the other
Leprechauns will be there to help. And once you start getting some gold,
you will get the magic you wanted."
Erin sniffled. "Nearly indestructible? What can hurt me?"
"You share the same weakness to iron that all faerie have. Although that's
not such an issue nowadays. Most metals are alloys and don't contain
enough raw iron to be a threat. Although I suppose getting whacked upside
the head with a good iron skillet would be something to worry about."
Erin giggled. "Is there anything else that'll hurt me?"
"Yeah, losing all your gold. Your life force is tied to it. If you were
to lose that, your essence would be disrupted, and you'd have to wait until
great Oberon decided to reform you and put you into a new body. You may be
immortal now, but disruption is still something to be avoided."
Erin looked down at herself. "But... I don't have any clothes, much less
pockets to store it in! Am I going to have to carry it around everywhere?"
"Actually, if you're willing to give it up, that book might help solve
that. Come on, grab it and let's go."
"Where we going?"
"To see an old friend."
Erin blanched. "Could you... give me some clothes?"
"Sorry, kiddo, by Oberon's word, I can use no magic for you."
Erin sighed. She picked up the book, held the coin tightly and said,
"Okay, let's go."
Patty stepped forward and disappeared. Erin looked at the space where he
had just stood and somehow knew there was something different about it, but
couldn't tell what. She heard Patty's voice call out, "Come on!" She
shrugged and stepped into the space, finding herself whisked through space
and time and found herself standing in front of a wooden door mounted on a
windowless store front. She looked up and saw a sign saying, "Spells 'R'
Us." She looked around, seeing herself in a mall. There were plenty of
people wandering the mall, but none of them seemed to notice the two of
them. Patty said, "Humans, most of them anyways, don't notice us unless we
want them to."
"Most of them?"
"Trained wizards can see us, but most don't bother with us."
"How did we get here? And where are we?"
"We got here by the Faerie Channels, a series of mystic pathways that only
the fae can use. Most of them are millennia old, but the one leading here
is relatively new. I still haven't gotten the story about how the owner of
this store managed to convince Oberon to build a Channel just for him,
particularly since the exact location of this store changes. Come on."
Patty opened the door and stepped inside, Erin following close behind. The
inside of the store looked like some old curio shop, and behind the counter
sat what looked like a crazy old man in a bathrobe. Erin was about to say
something, when Patty leaned over and whispered, "That man is possibly the
most powerful human wizard you will ever meet in your lifetime. Be nice,
be polite, and cultivate a civil tongue."
The old man said, "Hey, Patty, who's your friend?"
"New Leprechaun. We're here to try to make a bargain to store her gold."
The man rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I don't know. A new Leprechaun?
Her gold can't be very powerful. What's she got to bargain with?"
Patty nodded at the book Erin was holding. She stepped up and put it on
the counter (it was a little weird being only two feet tall). "I have this
wizard's book I found."
The wizard opened the book and looked through it. "I don't know. This is
a pretty basic book. No spells of any significant power." He considered
it for a while. "Normally, this book would have no interest to me, but it
could have some value for my apprentice," he looked through the door to the
back room and loudly said, "assuming she ever gets finished with her
punishment for a certain April Fool's prank."
Patty asked, "So how long will the book get her?"
"One month."
"Three."
"I'll split the difference at two."
"Two months is hardly time for her to start getting a decent power base."
"The book isn't worth more, Patty, but I'll make you a deal. Having a
faerie to work with could help speed Dannie's learning. She agrees to help
me with three lessons over the next year, and I'll give her that year free.
After that... Let's see... With her gold being relatively powerless, it
holds no interest. So for the first half century, I'll charge her one
favor a month rental fees. The favor may be anything that she can fulfill,
up to and including a wish when she collects enough gold, that won't result
in her discorporation. After that, we can discuss a new deal."
"Sounds like a deal." The wizard extended his hand to Erin. Erin took his
hand, feeling a strange tingle run up her arm.
The wizard asked, "So where's your gold?" Erin handed him the coin. "Do
you have a pot yet?"
"No."
"I can make you a deal to create one for you."
Before she could accept or deny, Patty said, "Now, don't be takin'
advantage of a new faerie. She'll make her own when she's got the power
for it, just like we all did."
The old man smiled. "Had to try, old friend."
"Yeah, right."
"Got time to socialize, or do you have to be rushing off?"
"I got some time."
The two walked to the back room, ignoring Erin as if she weren't there. As
soon as they were in the back room, a young woman rushed from the back as
though she had been pushed. As soon as she stopped moving, she turned and
stuck out her tongue at the two. Turning back, she muttered, "One little
joke goes wrong and you'd think I'd blown up the world."
Erin cleared her throat and Dannie stopped. "Excuse me, I didn't see you
down there. You're a friend of Patty's?"
"I'm not sure friend covers it, but he's been helping me through my
transformation. Would you believe that an hour ago, I was a guy?"
"I'd believe it. I've seen stranger. My name's Dannie."
"The old man's apprentice? I guess you and I are going to be working
together, at least a few times over the next year. It was part of my deal
to store my gold."
"So if we're going to work together, I should know your name."
"Sorry, I'm Erin."
"Good to meet you, Erin. Mind if I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead."
"Is the nearly nude thing a Leprechaun thing?"
"Actually, it's kind of a punishment." Erin quickly related the tale of
her transformation. "So now, until I can collect enough power to clothe
myself, I'm... this."
"Well, you are a beautiful, and I like the hat."
"Hat?"
"Didn't you know? You're wearing a green hat. You're also wearing green
stockings, shoes, and that cute choker."
Erin put her hand on her head, finding a hat there. She removed it,
finding it to be a circular, green hat with a black hat band and buckle.
She lifted her leg and found that she was wearing a green, thigh-hi
stocking and a black shoe with a low heel that had a cute buckle on the
top. The amazing thing was she hadn't noticed any of it. She asked, "Do
you have a mirror around here? I still haven't gotten a good look at
myself."
"Sure, wait a second." Dannie went behind the counter and got a mirror.
It was only a half-size mirror, but more than enough to show all of Erin's
charms.
She held it in front of the female Leprechaun and let her take a good look.
Aside from the hat, stockings, and shoes, the only thing she was wearing
was a choker. It was a dark (almost to being black) green band with a
bright green three-leaf clover mounted on the front. Her body was as
fantastic as she thought. Her curves and ample bosom alone would turn many
a head, but that wasn't her only attractions. She also had beautiful,
cute, classic Irish features, bright green eyes, and long, red hair that
went all the way down to her waist. And the bush at her crotch? It was
neatly shaped into the form of a three-leaf clover. It was just too cute!
She put her hat back on, saying, "I'm cuter than I thought."
"Yeah, you are."
The wizard and Patty came back into the room. The wizard said, "Break's
over, Dannie. Back to work."
"Yes, sir."
As she passed the wizard, he said, "Dannie, I'm not sure you've earned
this, but Patty brought you a gift." He held a CD above his shoulder so
Dannie could see it.
She took it, and said, "Hey, it's an autographed copy of the new D Plus
album! Thanks, Patty!" before bounding back to the stock room.
Patty said, "See you around!"
"Don't be a stranger, Patty."
Just as Patty and Erin left, music blared loudly from the back room and the
wizard yelled, "Turn it down!"
The volume decreased and Dannie yelled, "Sorry!"
Outside, Erin asked, "Can I ask you a question?"
"Certainly."
"An hour ago, I was a five foot, eleven male human. Now I'm a two foot
tall female Leprechaun. Why don't I find this weirder?"
"You're fae now. Weird's a way of life."
"Okay. So where do we go now?"
Patty reached up and straightened his green derby. "WE don't go anywhere.
This is where you and I part ways."
Erin went wide eyed. "But- But-"
"Erin, relax. You're fae. Magic's a part of you now. It's in your blood.
Literally, it is your blood. Just don't try to think about it too hard and
you'll know what to do."
"But what do I do now?"
"Start collectin'. Think about what you want and step into the Channels,
letting them take you where you need to go. A couple warnings though. The
Channels can get you almost anywhere, but any wizard worth their salt can
block them to you, so don't rely on them. Two, avoid cats. Cats and
fae... don't get along."
"Anything else?"
"Yeah." Patty reached up and slapped the brim of her hat, knocking it over
her eyes. "Have fun!" When Erin straightened her hat and could see again,
Patty was gone.
She looked around. Remembering what Patty had told her about others seeing
her, she selected a teenage boy and thought about being visible to just
him. As soon as his eyes went buggy and she knew it had worked, she ducked
into the Channel, her giggle lingering in his ears.
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