The Leprechaun smiled as you babbled, tears in your eyes. You did not dare say anything for fear of what this magical creature would do to you.
"As much as I think this new form is becoming of you, I think maybe I was a little harsh. I'll give you some of your age back." She says in a kind voice.
You begin to grow again, gaining height and intelligence, though you still choose to say nothing. Slowly you progress and stop just a year or two before your original age, at about 13. But something is wrong. Whilst your age may have stopped changing, your body has not. A wry smile flashes across the leprechauns face again as she watches the changes unfold.
Slowly your hair grows down to your waist and a few stay locks find there way in front of your eyes. You reach up to grab them but notice your arms and hands becoming more slender. Your clothes start to reshape themselves forming a tight tank top and a pink frilly skirt. You notice now, with nothing covering your legs that they too are slimmer now. A pressure builds in your chest as two small, pert breast fill out stopping not long after they started. You breath begins to calm somewhat as you think the changes have stopped but then a sudden wave of emotion spreads over you and you feel an unbelievable sensation that knocks you to the ground. Your heart starts racing as you lift up your skirt just in time to see the bulge in your new silk panties disappear and in its place, a damp camel toe appears all but confirming your fear.
The leprechaun watches with delight as all this is going on. before stood a near adult boy but now sat, calming down from an intense pleasure, a pubescent teenage girl. She smiled with glee and hopped about for a bit. "You got your wish little girl, your now younger." she said trying hard to stifle a laugh. You look up at her and try to form some words, failing to do so not because your restricted but that you have no idea what to say. You look at your body and see the small teen girl in the skirt that you have become. She was pretty cute but she was very young. You think of the life you will now have to lead if something isn't done. Dating, periods, dresses, constant fear of sexual predators. If this young body was any sign you would grow up to be one incredibly hot girl.
You suddenly stopped yourself as you realized what you had just thought. The damp spot in your panties, now hidden by the skirt, began to grow and you felt yourself getting turned on by these new emotions. The leprechaun continued to smile as she watched you deal with your new plight.