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He didn't know how it had happened, or why it had happened: all Fox Mulder knew was that he was face to face with an ogre. The creature was tall and large, a bulbous face and strangely pointed ears. The creature stared down at him with an intimidating scowl that distorted his face.

"Who're you? What're ya doin' in my swamp?" He had a thick Scottish accent and his breath smelt putrid. Mulder screwed up his face and stepped back a bit, his fear overpowered by the reek of the ogre.

"I don't know, I just sort of ended up here…" He admitted, and it was true. Mulder had no idea how he'd ended up in the Ogre's swamp. One minute he and Scully had been investigating disappearances of farmers in Alabama. He'd been in a field and there had been a bright light, when he came to he'd been in this foul smelling swamp with an ogre standing over him.

"Ya don't just 'end up' in my swamp!" The ogre cried, and picked Mulder up by his fashionable trench coat. He had intended to throw Mulder, but something stopped him. "Jee, you're a really pretty man. What's yer name?"

Mulder was slightly taken aback by this remark and stared into the Ogre's eyes. "Uh, I'm Agent Fox Mulder. Just Mulder, if you will."

"Oh I will. I'm Shrek."

Something about what Shrek had said enticed Mulder, as he stared into the Ogre's eyes he felt a feeling he'd never felt before stir in the pit of his stomach. He stared deeply into the strange green man's eyes.
Shrek slowly lowered him to the ground, "do you want to come into my shack?" he asked, a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

"Oh… sure." Mulder bit his lip and headed towards the house, awkwardly shoving his hands into his pockets.

Mulder's heart was pounding, what was this feeling? Why was he feeling it now?
The house he entered was quaint, though the smell was overwhelming and he felt a bit faint, he was eager to press on, to uncover the mystery of this strange, but intriguing green man.

"Uh, do you want anythin'; I've got some… bread."

"No I'm fine, I just ate."

"Oh okay."

The two sat in silence for a bit, desperate to find words, though unable to create anything.

Though the air was still thick with awkwardness, Mulder decided to make the first move. Lunging across at Shrek and grabbing his face. Their lips locked instantly and the two viciously made out. Knocking over Shrek's chair and end table.

Though Shrek was much bigger than Mulder, it did not hinder them. They were in a passionate embrace, a vicious tangle. The minutes passed and the sexual frustration grew, it did not take long for Shrek's huge hand to remove Mulder's clothes. Though he fumbled a bit, it did not matter. As soon after, Shrek's clothes were discarded on the floor as well.

The two stared at each other for a moment. Mulder's eyes travelled downwards, Shrek was huge.

"I don't want to hurt you…" Shrek whispered

"Shhh," Mulder moved forward, and using both hands, began to stroke him. Shrek moaned and fell backward onto a chair. Mulder's hands were soft and small.

He kept rubbing, licking his lips and getting ever faster.

"Oh, Jesus chroist, boy!" Shrek cried.

Mulder kept getting faster, creating a slapping noise as he went. It did not take long for Shrek to cum. A huge bucket load of the sticky white substance covered Mulder from head to toe.

"Oh Jesus, I'm so sorry."

"No its fine, I like it," Mulder grinned, and the two engaged in passionate love making all through the night.