>be me>be 17
>talking about stds in sex ed
>teacher says were going to learn about how stds originate before we start learning about specific ones
>one girl in the class asks about yeast infections
>the teacher says those arent really stds theyre something else that we dont have to worry about
>i interrupt and tell her i think its important
>she questions why i want to know since im a guy
>many of the girls agree with me before i have to justify
>as the teacher finally agrees i stop paying attention and wait for her to talk about prevention
>she tries to move on before getting to it but i yell out that onions are good for stopping yeast infections
>the kids collectively groan as i get on my hands and knees and start a prayer to the ogrelord out loud
>the teacher yells my name and tells me although im right my way of sharing this information is bad
>i begin to say that the ogrelords generous gift to the people must be made known but she yells again
>i tell her to watch that which she is shushing
>she yells to excuse her and i say i will not
>her time is already up
>i pray to Shrek
>onions fall from the orifices of the graphic mannequin
>onions begin spewing from the drawn orifices of all the diagrams and posters
>from the giant mannequin comes the ogrelord
>a mighty oniony ogre roar sounds off and fills the room with the succulent stench of onion
>the students all choke and gag as i bask in the holy scent
>the teacher stands from her desk slowly and thrusts her hand up forcing the cloud of onion from the room
>i stare in shock as i realize
>its her
>her wings extend and she points her wand at his onioniness as Shrek somersaults out of the way of a magic blast
>the ogrelord spews an onion from his mouth but she simply shoots it out of the air
>she puts up a magical shield as his onioniness screams terribly and spreads a toxic field across the room
>the girls in the room scream in agony followed by the men
>they have all contracted a stage 7 yeast infection
>my outer layers radiate an oniony aroma as they protect me from the infectious cloud
>fairy fuckmothers shield holds but it takes a lot of her power and a portion in the back of the shield goes down
>i look at the onions on the ground and know what to do
>i grab an onion and barrel toward the nasty woman
>i see Shrek push his onslaught even farther opening a chink in her shield as large as me
>she is so focused on holding her shield she doesnt notice me
>i make it to the desk and launch myself over it at her
>she sees me finally and is startled losing the protection of her shield
>she cries in agony as her yeast infection spreads through her body
>her disguise begins to wither away as her hair falls and her glasses crack
>i get right next to her and freeze remembering one thing
>onions help prevent yeast infection
>her hand brushes against mine as she grabs the onion before teleporting away
>i collapse to the ground
>i allowed her to escape and now i have magic poisoning
>the purple glow begins spreading up my arm
>his onioniness is going to leave me to succumb to my death for failure
>i close my eyes as the fuckboiness begins taking over
>suddenly two giant hands wrap my torso and im lifted into the air
>i open my eyes to see the ogrelords mighty mouth opening
>a tremendous burp resounds within him and permeates over my body
>the overwhelming smell of onions is intoxicating as a dark green mist pushes the purple magic from my body
>Shrek drops me and i scramble to my knees to apologize
>"stand up laddeh"
>i do and his onioniness rests his giant green piece on my shoulder and begins to speak
>"i knight thee in the name of the onion order"
>i begin tearing up as the holy cock moves to my other shoulder
>"rise knight"
>i rise quickly and look to the ogrelord to express my honoredness
>but he has already vanished
>Shrek is love
>Shrek is life
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Shrek is Love Shrek is Life
FanficI am blessed to have had Shrek be a part of my life. Shrek has done so many wonderful things in my life that I can't remember them all in a coherent order. These are my fragmented memories of the ogrelord. Shrek is love. Shrek is life.