Saint Patrick’s Day, a national holiday where people drink green beer and wear all green or they get pinched.  At least that was how Holly saw it.  The tall, sleek black panther woman didn’t actually celebrate this delightful holiday except when she worked- wearing a sparkling green skirt so that the customers had no excuse to pinch her firm ass.  This year was the exception though, seeing as she had the holiday off and could do whatever the hell she wanted.

Basically, she planned to stay home in a comfy shirt and panties and watch Netflix all day.  However, as she went into the kitchen to get some popcorn, she realized that she had yet to go buy groceries for this week.  Giving a low groan of dismay, she opened the cabinets then the fridge to see both nearly completely bare.  She would have to go out and shop… on a holiday… on her day off.  Making a frustrated sound, she retreated to her bedroom.

Off came her loose gray t-shirt and on came a light pink bra and tight purple tank top then a pair of tight dark blue jeans that hugged her heart shaped bottom delightfully.  Still pouting, she pulled on socks then a pair of black leather boots.  Looking at herself in the mirror, she turned left and right, wondering if this was decent to wear, but finally shrugged.  ‘Who cares?’ she thought to herself as she snatched up her purse and left her house.

The drive to the local grocery store was dreadful, seeing as it started to rain halfway to the store.  “Fucking great,” she grumbled to herself as she parked then half ran through the downpour into the store.  She shook a little just inside the door and raised her hands, wringing out her long black hair, the natural curls showing when she released it.

Green.  Green everywhere.  That was her first impression of the store, which had even swapped out the carts for green ones for the holiday.  “Good god,” she muttered to herself as she waded through the sea of emerald.

Over an hour later and she had a grocery cart full of all the necessities, including some not-so-necessary-but-totally-completely-necessary candy and soda.  Check out was actually the best part of the experience, the young male fox cashier watching her with interest.  “Not wearing green today?” he asked her and she smiled at the younger man.

She was having a rough day already, but she still felt like teasing the young man.  She’d always had a thing for younger men- boys really.  “Maybe I am and you can’t tell,” she told him with a growing smile.

“But your bra’s pink- ooohhh!” he commented, blushing bright red.  She just grinned at him as she took her receipt, not correcting him.  Her panties were actually gray but he’d never know.  She let him fantasize as she pushed her cart outside, sashaying her hips because she knew he was watching her ass.  How long had it been since she’d last gotten laid?  She sighed, thinking that it was way too long if she had to ask herself that.

Grumbling to herself about wanting some dick, she loaded up the back of her car, not noticing that it had stopped raining until she looked around for a place to leave her cart.  “Oh!  Huh… Look at that,” she mumbled to herself, looking around then up at the sky.  Her eyes widened at the sight of a beautiful rainbow… and as she stared at it, she wished she could see that pot of gold at the end of it, just like in the fairy tales.  With a pot of gold she could solve all her financial worries and have a harem of cute boy toys at her disposal.  That would be the life.

A sudden strong breeze blew past her and she gasped, dropping her gaze… only to discover that she was not in the parking lot of her local grocery store anymore, but now in the middle of a forest.  “Wha!? Where am I?” she questioned, her golden eyes looking around in shock until they settled on what appeared to be a clearing in the forest.  She moved instinctively towards that clearing, wanting to get a feel for the area she’d found herself in.  When she arrived, she saw in the center of the clearing, a large black cauldron.

“Um… what?” she asked quietly, tilting her head to the side in disbelief.  The hell was she looking at?  She slowly, cautiously walked closer and noticed a strange light about the clearing.  It took her a second to realize what she was seeing.  This was the end of the rainbow and that pot was- She gasped and ran to it, grabbing the edge with both hands and looking in, only to feel absolute crushing defeat at the sight of the emptiness.

“Where’s the gold!?” she cried out with dismay, only to jump and spin around when a soft voice replies to her question.

“That’s what we’ve been wondering.”  The voice belonged to a short black bunny boy.  After her gaze fell upon him, from the forest came forth dozens of bunny boys, appearing to range from 8 to 13 years old.  There were tan bunnies, brown bunnies, black bunnies, red bunnies, even a pink and a white polkadotted one!  So many bunnies!  Every last one of them though, wore a sparkling green bowler hat and vest.

“Who’re you?” Holly asked quickly, alarmed by the flood of bunnies, backing up against the cauldron.

“Why, we’re the Leprechauns that own that pot you’re leaning against,” the ‘leader’ spoke up.  The only reason she assumed he was their leader is that he had a green cane to go with his outfit.  He didn’t look any older than the rest.

“Oh… But why’s it empty?” she asked, her eyes roving over the boys around her.  She was quickly overcoming her alarm, as she was starting to think she’d fallen asleep on her couch and was merely dreaming.

“Well Lassie, the pot is usually full this time of year… but unfortunately, we’ve had many explorers come by and take from it,” the leader told her.  “I’m Sean, by the way.”

“I’m Holly,” she replied automatically.  Her eyes had dropped her gaze to his groin and her brows had gone up when she noticed that he was… definitely happy to see her.

“You see, the pot fills up, little by little, as we cum throughout the year,” Sean explains, then shrugs his shoulders, “We just haven’t had time to refill it.”

“Wait what? It fills when you cum?  You cum gold?” came her surprised questions and the young leprechaun bunnies laughed.

“No, not exactly.  Gold coins appear in the cauldron when we cum.  We don’t cum gold.  That would be crazy uncomfortable.  We’d have it worse off than the Easter Bunny who cums candy eggs and all.  Freaky guy,” Sean told her, shuddering a little.

She was too much in shock to connect that the Easter Bunny was real and came candy eggs.  But then her mind seemed to click over and she gave Sean a devilish grin.  “So I just have to make you cum to get the gold right?” she asked, watching as Sean grinned right back at her.

“Exactly,” he replied, his small cock giving a bounce of approval.  “Not just me though.  Every one of us can fill the cauldron.  Each cum is worth 3 to 5 coins, depending on our age and excitement.”

“Mmmm,” she hummed to herself, slowly licking her lips as she immediately began to pull up her tank top and bra, letting her D-cup breasts fall free from the constraints.  Her pink nipples were hard as diamonds as she dropped to her knees while Sean and two other young bunny boys moved closer to her, their hard cocks pointing towards her.

Though their cocks weren’t huge, she didn’t mind.  She stroked the cocks to her left and right while she lowered her head, opening her mouth eagerly as Sean took her head in his hands.  He thrust his cock between her lips and moaned as she sucked on it.  It tasted strange, musky like a male but also like how fresh cut grass smelled.  It also had a sweetness to it that she realize was his precum coating her tongue.

While Sean clutched at her head and moved his hips back and forth, fucking her mouth while her slightly rough tongue swirled against his tip, her hands teased the two boys on either side of her, stroking their cocks, massaging their small balls.  The one to her left popped first, shooting a lot more hot cum onto her arm than she’d expected.  Just as she felt his jizz land on her fur, she heard the clanging of several coins landing in the cauldron.

Excitement filled her, but not for the gold.  It was for the young cum making her sticky.  She didn’t realize she was a bit of a shota-con, but now she couldn’t deny it.  She was more of a cougar than she’d thought and that knowledge made her purr around the cock thrusting into her mouth.  Another cock slid itself into her left hand and she resumed stroking, looking over at the black bunny there.  He was a little older and his cock was huge!

Her hips quivered and her pupils dilated with pleasure, wondering what he’d feel like inside her.  No sooner had she wondered that than a pair of hands unfastened her pants and pulled them down along with her panties before she felt the wet cock tips of two boys- one on each ass cheek.  They were rubbing themselves against her, stroking themselves apparently from the feel of their hands occasionally bumping her butt.

“Oh! Me lucky charms!” Sean cried suddenly a bit later, shooting thick, creamy, sweet cum into her mouth while the bunny whose cock she held in her right hand came across her back.  Shuddering, she swallowed the seed in her mouth, gasping and panting when Sean pulled back and his cock was replaced with another.  Yet another took his place at her right hand and soon, her panties were pushed down just after both boys at her ass came onto her lower back and upon her ass cheeks.

A thick cock pushed itself into her soaked pussy and small hands gripped her hips.  She couldn’t see who was fucking her, but she didn’t care.  Her mind had whited out by this point, and all she knew was cum, cock and that sweet sticky taste.

At some point, the cock in her pussy gushed and filled her before being replaced by a cock in her pussy and one that forced itself into her ass, making her cry out with delight and pleasure.

How many fucked her?  How many times had they glazed her with jizz?  She knew not.  It was only hours and hours later, when the sun started to rise, that she realized they’d stopped and had passed around her.

Looking back at that pot of gold, which had filled completely to overflowing with small mounds of gold surrounded it, she suddenly didn’t feel like taking any.  In fact, she didn’t feel like leaving.  Ever.  This was paradise!  Joyous, young cock filled paradise!  She grinned to herself as Sean stirred a little and scooted closer to her, clutching at her now naked body.

As she lowered her head and started to lick and lap at his gradually wakening cock, she thought to herself, “Yep.  I love Saint Patrick’s Day.”