Transforming Into A Leprechaun

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You were at a Saint Patrick’s Day party when the transformation began.
You’re just an average human, nobody special.  You were talking with your friends when you felt a tingling in your bones, and before you knew it, you began to shrink.
It started off slowly.  You noticed that your eye level was changing each second, that you were getting . . . /shorter/ somehow?  What was going on?  Then you looked down, and realized that your legs were shrinking underneath you—getting smaller by the second!  Letting out a yelp of surprise, you reach down and try to stop the change, but you can’t do anything to prevent this from happening.  The change has already started, after all. . .
You shrink more and more, your legs reducing in size until soon, you’re only three feet tall and /still/ getting smaller!  That’s when your arms join in the party: they, too, shrink, going inward as they get shorter and shorter.  First they’re regular length, then half their size, then a forth, then, finally, your arms (and your hand too!) is a tiny thing attached to your large shoulder!  It looks, frankly, /very/ bizarre.
The friends you were talking too are watching this transformation with open mouths, and they’re frozen with shock, unable to move.  And so you continue to go down, down, down, reducing in size bit by bit. . .
Your body reduces quickly, your head and chest going down in size rather easily, and your range of vision decreases every second.  As you reduce, your clothing gets looser and looser, until it falls down to the floor—soon enough, you’re short enough that you get buried in it.  You brace yourself as you go down further and further, unsure of when it will end—and then, finally, it does.
When you finally stop shrinking, you are six inches tall, only reaching a bit higher than your friend’s ankles!  Timidly, you look up at them, unsure what to do next.
But the transformation isn’t over.
You feel something growing on your hands, and when you look there, you realize it’s gloves.  They form starting at your fingertips, and go down until they finally reach your wrist.  After that, more clothing grows on your shrunken body, until you are covered with a green shirt and pants, and a hat with a clover sits atop of your head
Then you feel a strange feeling in your feet, and realize that they’re growing!  Looking down, you can see your toes and ankles stretching outward like silly puddy, increasing in size before your very eyes.  Soon enough, they rip through your sneakers, absolutely destroying your shoes as they increase in size.  By the time they’re finished expanding, your feet are pointier and longer than before, and your sneakers are ruined.
But then, after your feet done growing, your ripped shoes start to change.  They first grow over your feet, adjusting to fit over the new appendages of yours, increasing in size bit by bit.  Then, your laces melt away, as does all of the other noticeable aspects of your shoe, until they become dress shoes instead.  Finally, they turn black, shade by shade, and metal forms on the ends.  By the time that part of the transformation is done, black shoes with belt buckles have formed over your feet, and cover them snugly.
Your stomach tingles down below, and you wonder if you’re getting hungry.  Then you realize the sensation is coming from the outside, not the inside, of you, and then, your gut starts to grow.  It extends out, bit by bit, and you suddenly realize it’s getting bigger.  It swells and swells, bit by bit, growing in front of you and stretching out the clothing—first by an inch, then a few more, until it’s so big you’re surprised the shirt hasn’t ripped yet!  When it’s over, you’re significantly larger than before, with a big, rounded, rotund belly.
And then the rest of your clothing changes.  A green suit jacket forms over your arms, and underneath it, a white dress shirt transforms itself from your T-shirt.  Your jeans are replaced by long green dress pants, along with a belt that’s sealed tight around your waist, sitting underneath your belly.
After that, pain erupts at the front of your head, and you cry out in surprise,  Feeling your face, you realize that your nose is /growing/, swelling in side and becoming . . . round?  It increases in size more and more, until finally, the bulbous thing is completely grown.
But your head isn’t done quite yet.  Hair erupts on your cheeks, and a beard begins to grow, stretching out into a curly shape.  First you have a five o’ clock shadow, nothing serious, but it soon grows longer and longer.  A centimeter, then an inch, then a few inches, then even longer!  Before you know it, the beard has taken over your face—it’s long, red, and full, and it goes up to your ears.
Then pain comes to your ears—really, again?!  But yes, the pain spreads to the tips of your ears, and when you put your hands to them, you realize they, too, are growing.  But your ears aren’t swelling like your nose did, no.  Instead, your ears increase in size until they are longer, pointier on the side of your face.  When the growth finally stops, they are like the ears of an elf.
And just like that, the transformation is complete.  You wait for something else to happen, but no, it’s all done.  You should probably get out of this mess of clothes. . .
Your friends have been watching your squirming mass for a while, and their mouths drop open when they see what emerges.  A tiny leprechaun, only half a foot tall, comes out of the clothing, talking in a high-pitched voice.  “Help!” it cries.  “Help me, guys!”
Your friends exchange glances, and there’s only one thing on their minds:
/Now what do we do?/