"Yep. I tell ya what, I ought to go up there and give that Godzilla fellow a piece of my mind." Hank Hill said, as he popped the tab on his Alamo beer can, and started drinking it. "Does he realize how much it's going to cost to hire a contractor to repair all that building damage?" The 52 year old propane salesman finished his beer, as a bead of sweat appeared on his forehead. It was impossible to deny the fact that witnessing Godzilla unload his thick, creamy lizard spunk into poor Lady Liberty got him hot and bothered. Just then, he heard a strange voice from behind him speak with an alluring Scottish accent.
"Eh, yer not mah Donkeh." The large, green creature said, catching Hank's attention.
"What the hell are you supposed to be, some kinda' god dang jolly green giant contraption?" Hank's eyes couldn't help themselves, darting downward, stealing glances of Shrek's long, impressively bulging eshrektion. Shaking his head, and making a rude gesture toward Hank, Shrek started walking toward Godzilla, with the full intention of getting in on the action. After only walking a few feet, much to Shrek's surprise he felt his pants be yanked swiftly down, exposing his hairy balls, and overly engorged, green bean-like penis.
"Dangit, Shrek. No parties without... Adult supervision." With a devious grin, Hank took his glasses off and sensually circled his wet tongue around Shrek's puckering anus. Shrek's eyes rolled back into his head, and he let out a fierce roar, emptying his lungs of air in the euphoric feeling of being rimmed by Hank Hill. "Mm..Kinda taste like asparagus." Hank commented with a chuckle, before inserting his tongue as far as it could go, Shrek's hungry sphincter pulling him in. It seemed as if everything was going just fine, until a cute little fart sounded off. "Oooh, nooo." The ogre shouted, as the dam broke, and gallons upon gallons of held back diarrhea suddenly flooded Hank's face, managing to put out one of his eyes.
"Bwuhhhhh!!!" Mr Hill's near lifeless body lay there, with only one eye open, and the other one nothing but a bloody, shit filled socket. Shrek saw this as an opportunity, however, and held his hand over Hank's mouth, catching the moisture from his dying breath to use as lubricant for his next act. As Hank was now merely a lifeless husk of diarrhea covered fuck meat, Shrek passionately inserted his green, freshly lubed cock into his eye socket. You could say Hank was cock-eyed now. After a moment of swift, sensual pumps into the propane salesman's skull, Shrek let out an ogre roar that felt as if it shook the Earth as wave after wave of ogre-gasm crashed over him. "Yeeeh. Take that, yeh.... What!?" Much to Shrek's surprise, he noticed Hank's short, but proud cock stood firmly erect, glistening with freshly ejaculated semen.
"I...I...Propaned..." Hank whispered, having used what little life force he had left in him to climax along with his partner. He was still alive after all, at least for the next few seconds.
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