I was only 9 years old. I loved Shrek so much, I had all of his merchandise and movies. I pray to Shrek every night before I go to bed thanking him for the life I have been given. "Shrek is love" I say "Shrek is life"
My dad hears me and calls me a 'faggot' I knew he was just jealous of my devotion for Shrek. I call him a 'cunt' he slaps me and sends me to go to bed. I'm crying now, and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Shrek I'm so happy! He whispers in my ear "This is my swamp" He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me on my hands and knees.
I'm ready. I spread my ass cheeks for Shrek. He penetrates my butthole. it hurts so bad but I do it for Shrek. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force, I want to please Shrek. He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with love. My dad walks in. Shrek looks him straight in the eye and says it's all ogre now. Shrek leaves through my window
Shrek is love, Shrek is life
