As the Leprechaun jerked you off, you found the scene around you change. Suddenly, you were in a large, expansive valley. The grass was an emerald green. All along to valley were hoards of female donkeys.
Your nostrils flared at the sweet smell of the jennies. The Leprechaun smirked.
"I see you already enjoy the smell!" He beckoned on female to come over.
"Here is your curse. You will live as a donkey in this valley for one year. However. You may not have intercourse with any of these donkies. You have 3 strikes. If you were to have sex once, your dick, after returning to human, would remain a donkey's dick. If you were to have sex twice, you will keep the insticts of a donkey, and upon returning, will be obsessed with sex. If you were to mate 3 times, you will remain a mindless donkey. Your conscience will be forced to watch as your body lives out a beastial life. To show you exactly what you are not to do, I will allow one mating without reprocussions. Go. Mount your Jenny."
You mount the jenny in front of you. Every fiber in your being shouts that this is wrong. But as you thrust in, you find out exactly how hard this will be. The sex was amazing. Every sensation in your penis sent shivers through your body. Upon climaxing, you dismount and find the Leprechaun has vanished. Four words flash in your mind:
You have 3 strikes.