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Shrek looked at the shapely 14 inch black dildo in his hands and felt aroused.
He walked over to the window and reflected on his surroundings. He had always loved the filthy swamp with its forgotten, fantastic, freshly soiled trousers. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel aroused.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Seathed Assassin. Seathed was puny in comparison with cum-soaked nipples and hypogonadism; diminished testicles due to steroid use.
Shrek gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a round, curvy, spiked vodka tonic drinker with shapley nipples and heavy testicles. His friends saw him as wonderfully well endowed. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a sniveling submissive gimp of a man.
But not even a sexy orgre who had once jumped into a river and saved a submissive gimp of a man, was prepared for what Seathed had in store today.
The acid rain teased like humping pussies, making Shrek anxious, yet also aroused.
As Shrek stepped outside and Seathed came closer, he could see the weary glint in her eye.
"I am here because I want a succulent vagina from which I can harvest proteins in order to make myself stronger," Seathed bellowed, in a tight tone. She slammed her fist against Shrek's chest, with the force of 9016 ripstarts. "And I want it now, Shrek ."
Shrek looked back, even more aroused and still falling hard on the shapely 14 inch black dildo. "Seathed, I would rather clean your outhouse with my tongue," he replied.
They looked at each other with childish feelings, remembering when they were like two bloody, big, puffy beavers groaning at a very relaxed 5-day 'fuck-fest' orgy, which had sexual moans playing in the background and two ready and waiting uncles grinding to the beat.
Suddenly, Seathed lunged forward and tried to punch Shrek in the face. Quickly, Shrek grabbed the shapely 14 inch black dildo out from under him, and brought it down on Seathed's chest.
Seathed's cum-soaked nipples trembled and her overcooked testicles wobbled. She was glistening, her body raw like a putrid, pickled 2' pink anal bead set.
Then she let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Seathed Assassin was dead.
After having his way with her one final time (consent free), Shrek went back inside and made himself a nice drink of spiked vodka tonic.
THE END
I would just like to disclaim that this story in no way shares my opinions, and is just here for comic relief and as an attempt to win a competition based on English skills whilst having (probably) the lowest high school English grade here.
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