I was only 69 years old. I had just woken up from my post-breakfast nap. I entered the bathroom to receive a sponge-bath from my slave-boy. After finishing I said, "thank you for cleaning me."
"Yes," he said, "it was very 'charming.'"
"No!" I said. "My caretaker couldn't be Charming." I tried to run, but he caught me with his hook-shaped eshrekt cock. I was gasping for air as he force fed me his Anti-Onion Juice. Suddenly, the stench of onions started seeping out through the tub drain. Shrek burst through the drain and ripped charming's cock off. He shot his onion flavored cum on it and shoved it down Charming's throat. After charming passed out on my bathroom floor, I stared at Shrek. He saw me, grabbed me by my penis, and threw me out of the bathroom window into the downstairs chandelier. Before I could react, Shrek was already on top of the chandelier penetrating my onion-loving anus. I could feel he large eshrekt cock in the back of my throat. I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care because it was meant to be. He filled up my anus so full that my teeth were floating in it. My anus rips, as Shrek checks out of the retirement home.
shrek is love
shrek is life