He crashes through the undergrowth making a large din. As he spots his prey he races toward it letting out a roar. His meaty calves pumping in rhythm with his breathing. "RAWWWRRRSDSDFDDFSFUCKSAS", he screams and lets out a thundering roar as a black feathered arrow protrudes from his great meat infused vein ladden legs. He falls hearing a crunch of last nights meal consisting of roasted children caught fresh from the human encampment or as they call it "pre-school". His great phallic ears pick of the sound of 2 leg bones and 3 ribs cracking from his "travelling meal". After he recovers from his fall he sees one of his meals trying to make an escape he runs for it but it quickly scurries up a tree.
With a great thundering roar he uproots the tree turning it over so the child falls out into his waiting jaws of destruction. The ogre feeling his manhood tighten gets aroused by the feeling of the child screaming. "Enough Jeremy he screams at himself" trying to get his emotions under control. He sits down for a moment forgetting the world and thinking of how the child felt in his throat.
Having forgotten about the hunter for the time being, and the hunter sensing something an opportunity, the hunter races up a small hill. The small man knocks an arrow to the string and lets loose the black feathered arrow. But the magnificent ogre sensing a disturbance in the is quicker than him and turns around catching the arrow. He then proceeds to fling the arrow at the hunter, it catches him in the shoulder. The ogre roars with satisfaction thinking he has killed the hunter races up the small hill and puts the small man in his carrying bag fashioned from many childrens heads that he had caught over the past years of his ogrely enchanting existence...
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