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Lucky's Lounge (Mini Story)
🕑 Added 2020-03-14 02:08:16 +0000 UTCPatricia, a 300 pound American tourist in Ireland, was driving through a rural part of the country during sunset when her rented car broke down. As it started to rain she saw a castle like building on the horizon and trudged the distance. Tired and wet, she knocked on the front door was greeted by a tall, slender man with orange hair wearing a full body cloak.
"Excuse me but I broke down on the side of the road. Would it be okay if I stayed here for the night?"
"But of course." The man said with a thick Irish accent. "Come inside and I'll get you a room and some dry clothes
He led her through the large building, and directed her to a large bedroom and gave her a green bathrobe to wear.
"Thank you for letting me stay here." She said gratefully.
"No thank you for all the gold you'll earn me tonight!" He said.
Suddenly, Patricia's obese body was awash in bright green sparkles and she was suddenly wearing nothing but a green top hat, a tiny green top vest just big enough to hold her breasts while showing lots of cleavage, and a miserably thin g-string swallowed up by her fat ass. Her face was covered in a layer of dark green make up and her body was coated in emerald glitter.
The man who let her in cast aside his cloak to reveal he was two people, leprechauns, standing on top of one another.
If you wish to stay here for the night, you'll have to earn your keep!" The red head standing on top said.
"Don't worry, the clothes will do most of the work for you!" The other one holding his friend up said.
Patricia felt the cursed clothes make her walked through a nearby curtained door and she found herself walking on the stage of a strip club filled with what looked to be leprechauns. Dubstep remixes of Irish music played as the crowd whooped and cheered at Patricia's entrance.
"Tonight at Lucky's Lounge, you chubby lovers get a special treat! Presenting Patricia McPorker!" The DJ said.
The magic of the clothes suddenly made her start dancing like an expert stripper, with her bumping, grinding, twerking, expertly working the pole while seductively jiggling her fat. Halfway through her forced performance, her bewitched hands popped her top, baring her boobs, and she yanked off her string thin underwear and threw it towards the watching faerie folk. This drove the crowd into a frenzy as they pelted her with countless gold and silver coins. Her body was moving an effort the fat woman had rarely exerted and within an hour of dancing for coins she was so exhausted that she past out even as her body continued sensually grooving.
Patricia woke up the next morning in the bedroom given to her when she first arrived, having a slight headache and no memory of anything after being given a room and change of clothing.
She walked downstairs and couldn't find the gentleman who let her in or anyone else working in the castle. She eventually made it to the dining room and found a veritable feast of Irish delicacies waiting for her. By the head of the table, she found a note:
"Thanks to the patronage of Lucky's Lounge, enjoy this free breakfast. A tow truck will arrive at 12 PM to take you and your vehicle to the nearest town free of charge." The note said.
Patricia was taken aback on how generous this place was. She also read the name "Lucky's Lounge" repeatedly, feeling like she should know it before writing it off as irrelevant. As she sat down to enjoy her meal, she failed to notice to specks of glitter stuck to her or the smudges of make up on her lips.
