"Aye, that be it," the leprechaun says, causing you to breathe a sigh of relief. But then you realize that maybe you shouldn't be relieved. After all, not only are you a woman now, but you also look like a walking wet dream. You want your old life back and the only one who can give it to you is the leprechaun.
"Please, you have to give me my life back," you say.
"Obviously, ye haven't been listening," she says. "One wish. That be it. No more, unless I feel generous. But me generosity has now run out."
"But I can't stay like this. You said that all changes to me also change reality, right? So how has my life changed? I mean, am I a porn star now or something? I don't want this life!"
"I can see that," the leprechaun says dryly.
"Please. I'll do anything. Just give me my life back. I'm begging you."