It was Friday the 13th on Halloween and the land was spooky af. Real life skeletons were marching in the streets. I had to take cover somewhere... I found a house and just walked the fuck in, lmao. It was unlocked and shit. Stupid white people. It was dark af, they're probably sleeping or some shit. I crept upstairs so the dog wouldn't rip out my new weave. I went into the closest room on the right and saw a straight white boy sexting some sluts so I closed the door and continued on my way down the hall. At the end of the hall there stood, real-ass actual Fabio. He was glistening in the spotlight that was pointed at him from the heavens. His abs were smiling. "Hello, Darealist." He knows my name. His words echoed like I was in a dream. "Take my hand, Darealist." I grabbed his hand, which was dripping in massage oil. We flew out the window. It wasn't even weird, it was hella dope. We started flying all across Detroit. "Do you see that boy toy? His name is Troy." Fabio was endlessly fascinating. I watched him as his hair flapped in the wind majestically. "Fabio, where do babies come from?" I was hoping he'd show me with actions rather than words. "The stork, young one." Fuck this guy, I'm not 5, I'm ready for double penetration. "I can hear your thoughts, Darealist." I heard him say it but his mouth wasn't moving. He gave me the ability to communicate with him through our minds. Sexy. Hey, can you hear me right now, Fabio? lmao. "Can you shut up for like 20 seconds, I can't hear my own thoughts over your constant blabbering and cottage cheese thighs slapping into each other, I'm tempted to drop you over the city." Do it, pussy. I felt my stomach drop and my face get blasted with air. He actually did it, he fuckin dropped me. He wasn't even that hot anyways. I quickly realized that I'm seconds away from hitting the pavement. I closed my eyes ready for impact. 5... 4... 3... 2... someone caught me, wtf, no one was there. I open my eyes. It's fucking Shrek. He was an old friend from middle school, never thought I'd see him again. "I saved yer lyfe" "uh, yeah I guess you did, thanks" he started Smiling at me, fuck. "Spread your ass cheeks for shrek" "okay but take me home first" donkey galloped out of the bushes "He said spread your ass cheeks for shrek" "no, fuck you" I turned around to walk away but then puss in boots came out in front of me he threatened me with a sword. Tbh, I don't wanna get stabbed by a cat and I've always thought shrek was attractive... And very intimidating "okay fine, who's down to fuck?" I wonder if its considered beastiality to have sex with shrek, like ogres have feelings n shit so I think it's legal. He stripped naked, despite being in the middle of the street, and started helicoptering his penile unit. I saw Fabio creep out of the bushes slowly but no one else noticed, wtf is that fagola doing? Fabio, can you hear me? Speak to me with your mind. "I know I was a dicknozzle before but I'm here to help you" help me with what?He tackled shrek's naked body to the ground. "RUN, DAREALIST" before I could even think about it puss in boots slashed my ankles and I hit the ground in pain. Donkey put his expandong in my nose. Shrek swiftly flipped around and pinned Fabio to the ground and caressed his face. "Spre.. Spre.. Spread your ass cheeks for shrek, Fabi-biatch" "THATS NOT MY NAME" "it is now, fabi-biatchhhhhh, you know why I'm calling you that? Cuz I'm finna make you my biatch" shrek inserted his 2 and a half inch penis into fabi-biatch's mouth. He tried screaming but there was no use, no one would hear him. Fiona emerged from the same bush, like for real how fucking big is this bush where she didn't run into fabi-biatch wtf? Anyways she came out in a full body, red leather suit that was shiny from massage oil. She was in ogre form but still sexy somehow. She opened her mouth and started pulling a four foot long whip directly out of her throat. "Prince Charming?" "Yes, honey, I caught Prince Charming for you" they put bags over me and Fabio's heads and forced us into a van, I couldn't see it but it was definitely a white windowless van, I could feel it. The van stopped and they lead us out and brought us into some sort of home. We entered into an elevator.. Definitely not a home. Shrek took the bag off my head. no one else was around but me and shrek. Shrek was wearing a business suit, and his name tag said 'Grey' he opened his mouth to speak. "There's a very fine line between pleasure and pain. They are two sides of the same coin, one not existing without the other." "Shrek, I can't do bdsm, I'm 15, im a Virginia." "Okay first of all, you're killing my boner, it's Virgin not Virginia" he was joking, like he always does. "oh whatever, shrektard" he stopped smiling and looked at me seriously "I don't do romance," he was looking deeper in my eyes than I thought possible. He continued "My tastes are very … singular. You wouldn't understand." "Enlighten me, then," I replied. He lead me to a locked door and opened it with a key. The room was covered in Bruno mars merchandise. "Ignore that" he was laughing but that doesn't stop me from wondering why he has a fucking Bruno Mars themed sex room. He picked me up and pulled me over his shoulder then threw me onto his bed. There was dried semen that was colored green and tissues everywhere. He's naked except for those soft pants, top button casually undone. Jeez, he looks so freaking hot. My subconscious is frantically fanning herself, and my inner goddess is swaying and writhing to some primal carnal rhythm. He opened the closet that had a life sized Bruno Mars poster on the door. He pulled out ball gags and chains and handcuff and things that I couldn't even recognize but there was a lot of leather and spikes. He threw everything in the bed and got on top of me. I had to confirm my greatest fears. "You're a sadist?"
I asked. "I'm a Dominant." His eyes are a scorching gray, intense. "What does that mean?" I whisper. "It means I want you to willingly surrender yourself to me, in all things." I frown at him as I try to assimilate this idea. "Why would I do that?" "To please me," he whispers as he cocks his head to one side, and I see a ghost of a smile. Please him? He wants me to please him? I think my mouth drops open. Please Shrek Grey. And I realize, in that moment, that yes, that's exactly what I want to do. "Darealist-" "-please, call me Ana"