SHREKU: THE BOOK THE OFFICIAL ADAPTATION AND SEQUEL OF SHREKU, OUT NOW ON GAMEJOLT

I was just a boy when a green beast of love entered my life. With this green bepenised ogre, my life changed for the better and my second encounter was this:

One night, after collecting all my Shrek merchendise and watching the Shrek movie for the third time this day, I started to sort of annoy my father. "Dad, I love Shrek, he's so cool and when I'm around him I get this strange feeling in my pelvic region and it feels like my dick wants to break free of its containment, hard with pleasure." I said with plain glee, My dad didn't take kindly to this and sent me to my room. "Stop talking about this "Shek". This is obsession..."
I was writhing with pure anger, my once hard penis shrinking to a soft, flacid state. "...I-I HATE YOU, DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT SHREK THAT WAY! You don't understand..."

I fled to the cozy, almost consuming warmth of my room; it was warmer than usual. Someone else was in there, and there they were, blanketed in the shadows of my dimly lit room. It looked like my senpai, the horny ogre himself. "S-Shrek?" I called, very unsure that the lord was in my room. "Aye, it's me laddie." I heard the soft sexy socttish voice emit from the cloak of darkness. I ran over to him and saw his Godly appearence. 'I'm here to...eh...'cheer you up...'"

After this sentance escaped his wet mouth. He laid me down and penetrated my ass cheeks. It was a wonderful sensation. And once I was exausted with pleasure, he said to me this, while stuck under his transe: "Now that you are pleased with my onion flavoring, go kill you father, the TRUE disgrace to me and my existence." He handed me a sacred blade it had Shrek's scent on it and he said, while looking me in eyes "Go, use this weapon, and make no haste."

I bounded out of my room, filled with determination, (and the scent of onion) and then I did it. With one clean swipe I had done my father through. I was shocked, not at the kill, but at everything, and with this I stumbled backwards, cracking the house's suport beam. The roof caved in, flattening Shrek, and his eshreked penis. As the dust cleared, I saw a pile of rubble right where Shrek was standing. Even though the fall broke my nose, I didn't notice the pain, Shrek was dead, and it was my fault, it took all my attention..."NO!" I cried, "NO! IT'S ALL OVER!" I wailed, sobbing into my shirt. Then, a magical, sexy voice came from within in the rubble "It's not ogre 'till I say it's ogre..." it said, "SHREK!" I cried this time with pure joy. Out of the stones and broken roof, Shrek flew out almost unharmed. He landed right behind me and softly placed his worn hands on my ass cheeks. Then, he promply started to bang my anus, with onion flavored cum flying everywhere. I knew there was more to 'cum', Shrek was my friend...

Preceded by Shreku 2: The Shrekuel

Continued by Shreku 3: The Shrekoning