Be me.

Red alert sounding. Catastrophic power overload is immanent.

Be bent over in Jefferies tube, remodulating the power coupling on the primary phase transducer.

Feel a warmth behind me.

It’s Shrek.

He whispers into ear “This is my swamp.”

He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and spreads my ass cheeks.

He penetrates my butthole.

I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water.

It hurts so much, but I keep working on the phase transducer as the computer voice is counting down to a critical overload.

And for some reason, I want to please Shrek.

He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love.

At the same moment, I finish the remodulation procedure. The countdown stops.

Captain Sisko walks in.

“What is the meaning of this Mr. O’Brien!”

Shrek meets his eyes and says “It’s all ogre now.”

Shrek is beamed away.

Shrek is love. Shrek is life.

Red on yella, kill a fella. Red on black, a friend of Jack

Amogus