Shronkey: The horror story 18+
How it all started…
A howling woman scampers, crawling across the room. Screaming 'Shrek! Shrek!' Then out of the blue, a wild donkey appeared. 'Donkeh!' responded Shrek in his usual Scottish accent. The big, large, wide, enormous woman was not in the right state of mind after Shrek left an unusual looking object near her head. It was a fake willy. Not just any willy… Shrek's fake willy…
2 nights before the incident..
Shrek was sitting in his swamp sanctuary. Being his usual self. It was night time in Far Far Away, he decided to open his windows because nothing out of the ordinary happens at night. Settling into his silky, oniony layers of duvet, Shrek started to fall asleep. It was a peaceful slumber, until a scratching sound of tiny toenails awakened him…
A low, deep hum invaded Shrek's ears. H e knew the tune very well, but he just couldn't quite place his finger on it. "FLUTTERSHY" he exclaimed in cold sweat. Deep breathing nestled into Shrek's onion pillow. Under his bed. On top of him. In the dark crevices of the swamp. Everywhere! He reached over to turn on his 'Fiona' lamp, to investigate the disturbing scenes. His eye widened when he saw a notable figure hanging from his ceiling lamp In a split like motion. A small agile man was gracefully cartwheeling from wall to wall, his overgrown toenails scraping at the mossy walls of his cave.
Shrek realized that this was just the beginning of the night…