spongebob wades through the thick sludge of the swamp. the strong scent of excretion permeates through the air.
he sobs as the sewage soaks through his body, weight the sponge further and further into the ground. at this point, he doesn't even know if he'll be able to find his way back home; to shrek, his one true love.
spongebob's orfices BURN with the power of a thousand suns, and tears stream down his face. the scent of feces is just too strong.
"s-shrek... im sorry, love. i couldnt make my way back home," the sponge cries into the brown water, mouring his love long lost. he looks up, a desperate glance.
he can see the light of the swamp house, and shadowy figures dancing across the window. he hears shrek's soothing baritone voice, a tease to the life he once lived.
spongebob calls out his name once more, if not but to be his fleeting last words.
just as he is about the black out, he hears the creak of a door, and light flooding his vision.
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my love for shrek❤️ - the prequel
Любовные романыspongebob x shrek 😍😫 after over 3 long years.. i have returned with another story of shrek.. except this is the prequel. what happened before the whole fiona fiasco? well.. read to find out 🤑
