Chapter 5: Ogre Daddy Fucks His Blond Italian Boy

 

Prosciutto parked the car slightly off the road, near the swamp. It was dark out. It's 11 PM and past Pesci’s bedtime. So far, there were no signs of him or the cock demon. He took in a whiff of the air. And boy, it sure smelled like shit around here. Wanting to get out of here, he walked towards the door and knocked. A few seconds later and then nothing. He then turned around and was hit by something, knocking him unconscious. Shrek dragged his body inside.

“This is him?” the ogre asked the green-haired man.

“Yup!” Pesci confirmed. “That’s my aniki!”

“Alright, if he says no, I’m going to have to stop, but I will dress him up.”

Shrek stripped the blond naked, tossing his thong to Pesci.

“Aniki, I didn’t know you were such a freak,” he giggled evilly.

“Help me drag his body to the basement,” Shrek said.

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Prosciutto woke up, head pounding. His body was slightly cold. Then he realized he wasn’t wearing anything… except for an adult-sized diaper.

“What the fuck?” he commented.

He examined the room. There was a puzzle piece mat, and the walls were decorated with cutely drawn animals and flowers smiling. He didn’t like the situation he was in.

“Oh, look who just woke up,” said a voice that didn’t sound like Pesci’s. No way, this was the cock demon? It was just an ogre. “I brought you a blanket. I knew the temperature would be too cold for you.”

He tossed a green blanket at him. It was soft and fluffy. Although he just woke up, he wanted to go back to sleep. He felt oddly cozy here. Prosciutto wrapped himself up, taking a whiff of its scent. It was freshly washed.

“Who are you? Where am I?” the blond asked.

“I am Shrek. You’re in my basement.”

“Why does your basement look like a child’s room?”

“I used to be married. We had three kids, but then we got divorced. She took the kids.” Prosciutto wasn’t sure what to say, and it stayed quiet for a while. “So, do you want to fuck?”

“Not right now. I should be looking for Pesci. We dropped him off near your house.”

“Oh, he’s taking a nap right now. Don’t worry. He’s safe.”

“Alright, let’s fuck,” Prosciutto said.

“If you think I’m just going to stick my dick in your ass and cum, sorry, but I want something more than that. That’s why I dressed you up like that.” Technically, it was Pesci's idea, but he wasn't going to tell him that.

“What?”

“I wanted to try something new. Hold on, I just remembered what I was supposed to bring down here.” Shrek went back upstairs and brought some clothes that looked too childish. “Now put this on. It’ll look cute on you.”

He tossed Prosciutto the outfit. The blond looked at him. Surely he wasn’t serious.

“Come on,” the ogre said. “Try it out.”

He tried on the blue shorts and Daddy’s Lil Monster t-shirt. Did it make him feel a bit ridiculous? Yes, but they were comfortable to wear.

“Aw, don’t you look adorable,” Shrek commented.

“Hey, I have to use the bathroom,” Prosciutto said.

“Now how do we talk?”

Oh no, he had to speak like a baby, didn’t he? At least Pesci wasn’t around to hear him speak like this. “Daddy, can I pwease use the bathroom?” His face was red from embarrassment.

“Of course!”

Instead of walking, Shrek carried him to the outhouse.

“Daddy,” Prosciutto protested, “you can’t be serious. It stinks! Where’s the sink? I need to wash my hands afterward!”

“You wash your hands? Sounds something like my ex-wife would do.”

Disgusting, I hope Pesci wakes up soon, the blond thought to himself. Of course, he could just piss in his diaper. “I don’t have to use the bathroom anymore.”

“Truly?” Shrek looked at him.

Next, they went back to the basement. Shrek placed Prosciutto on the floor. The ogre went upstairs and then back down. He looked under the furniture and inside the drawers.

“Are you looking for something?” the blond asked.

“Don’t worry, daddy has this,” he replied. He searched the entire room. “Or not.” He looked at Prosciutto.

“What are you looking for?”

“Um, give me a second.”

Once again, the ogre goes back upstairs and brought some coloring book and something long, big, and pink.

“Come here, dear,” Shrek said. “I need to go shopping for the fun things we're going to do.”

Prosciutto got closer to the ogre, who then later handed him the coloring book. Shrek grabbed on his diaper and removed it.

“Oh, you did make a mess,” he commented.

The blond would have blushed, but he was getting used to this. He was enjoying this. The pink thing he was holding was a vibrator, and he turned it on and shoved it up Prosciutto’s ass. He moaned softly, but he tried to focus on coloring the book with the crayons that came with it. He was unaware that Shrek had left.

A few minutes have passed. Prosciutto was working on the 4th page of the coloring book until he heard footsteps down the basement. No way could it have been Shrek. There weren’t any shops near his house close enough to make a trip under a few minutes. He tried to get his gun out of his pockets until he remembered that his outfit changed. Shit .

“Prosciutto, bro? Are you there?” spoke a voice that sounded like Pesci. “Oh.”

“Shit, listen here, Pesci,” he shouted. “Once you’ve killed as many people as I have and been in many life or death situations, you’d want this too.”

“Oh, I already did something weird. I enjoyed it. But did the others sent you here to come and get me?”

“Oh shit, I forgot about them. Quick, Pesci, is there a phone anywhere?”

“I left my phone back home.”

“Why’d you leave it there? Who would come to get you if you’re in deep shit?”

“Well, you told me to leave it there.”

Now he remembered. Pesci was worried that he would lose his cell because Prosciutto paid for it. He was being so vocal about losing it, Prosciutto eventually told him to keep it at home. The blond facepalmed.

“Don’t worry, Melone is a freak. He’d understand.” He tried to assure him.

“Pesci, I don’t think he’s into this type of stuff. I just know he likes feet and has some sort of breeding kink, and that’s it. Oh, Pesci, do you know what DDLB is?”

“No.”

“It means daddy dom, little boy. Whatever you do, don’t tell anyone about this. This is just a way for me to relieve stress. Honestly, I am new to this type of kink. Melone told me about this when he saw the power of my stand. He said I was like the opposite of this one guy he met. We look through his… computer stand, and I didn’t think much of it at first. The shit I do with Risotto is kinky enough, but I want something that doesn’t involve leather and whips. Pesci, what I’m trying to say is that I miss being a child. I don’t give a shit about sexual activities. I just-- Fuck, I don’t want Melone judging me. When we were looking through that shit, he was cracking jokes and being judgemental. Let me have this, damn it!”

“Okay, aniki…”

“... Want to help color this page with me?”

“Anything for you! Can I give everyone green hair?”

“Sure, go nuts.”

More minutes have flown by. Together, they had colored 12 pages. Although Pesci’s intentions for having Prosciutto in a diaper were sinister, he felt bad.

“Hey, aniki--”

“Quit that aniki shit. I know that’s a Japanese word. Formaggio was talking to this one kid who told him to watch Fist of the North Star. Now the whole squad has some kind of anime addiction. Risotto seems to be interested in those pokemans.”

“It’s called Pokémon. Anyway, this is fun. I am enjoying this with you.”

“Well, that’s what Risotto called them, and I’m happy that you’re happy. A shame things can’t always be like this.”

“Hey, I’m kind of getting hungry. Want me to get us some animal crackers and juice?”

“Pwease. Oh, and can you get me another diaper? Daddy never gave me a new one after I made a mess.”

Pesci went upstairs and then back down, bringing more than what he asked.

“I found some toys we can play with.”

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Shrek returned home with some condoms, lube, sweets, and some adult toys for his little to play with.

“I’m home!” he chimed.

He was expecting Prosciutto to rush towards him, giving him a big hug. Perhaps he was napping. Whatever the reason, he headed downstairs, viewing a strange sight. He forgot that Pesci was there. However, he wasn’t expecting them to find all the sex toys.

“Now what is going on here?” Shrek spoke angrily.

Prosciutto took the dildo out of his mouth. “Did I do something wrong?” he spoke innocently.

“Ugh! There’s cum on the floor!” the ogre complained. “Prosciutto, my boy, clean this up.”

Before Prosciutto could go upstairs, the ogre grabbed his wrist.

“I thought you wanted me to clean it up.”

“You can clean it up with your tongue.”

Prosciutto whined and brought his face to the ground, licking and swallowing the cum. It was bitter.

“On all fours, now!” Shrek demanded, undoing his belt.

The ogre had forgotten he still had the vibrator lodged into his ass. He took it out. When the time comes, he should be stretched out to fit him. Whack ! The leather belt left a red mark on Prosciutto’s delicate, soft cheeks. In response, he let out a small scream of pain. The constant slaps on his ass made him tingle, and out of nowhere, he let out a small moan. The pain was slowly becoming his pleasure. Soon, he was begging for more.

“Daddy, I think I’m ready for it,” Prosciutto spoke.

“You’re not ready for anything,” he responded.

This time, instead of using the belt, he used his big, strong hand to spank him. Due to his strength, his cheeks were redder than red. Pesci, who just watched this happen, noticed blood drawing from Prosciutto’s buttcheeks. He was starting to get worried about his squadmate. The blond’s arms shook, and then they couldn’t support him. His red ass was in the air.

“Alright, now you’re ready for daddy,” Shrek commented.

The ogre placed the condom on his hardened shaft, pouring a large amount of lubrication. Afterward, he aligned his cock with Prosciutto’s gaping hole. His large throbbing monster cock managed to slide in while the other made slight grunts of pain.

“You’re bigger than Risotto, holy shit,” he commented.

“Watch your fucking language,” Shrek shouted, pulling out.

“Daddy, no! I’m sorry. Pwease. I’m sorry for being bad!”

“I’m only continuing for my pleasure, not yours. You’ve been bad.”

Shrek continued where he left off. He thrust into him harshly. Prosciutto became a hot, moaning mess. The knots on his hair became undone, putting his hair down to his shoulders. Strands of hair clung to his skin due to the sweat. His pale skin was flushed. A tear fell from Prosciutto’s eye. The blond was getting closer to the edge until Shrek pulled out. The ogre removed the used condom, tied it, and then threw it in the trash.

“Why?” Prosciutto looked directly into Shrek’s eyes. The ogre looked coldly at him and turned around, heading back upstairs. The blond, still aching for release, looked at Pesci. “Pesci, pwease, just do anything.”

Prosciutto was stroking his furiously red cock.

“I guess I could suck.”

Pesci gave his cock one lick, but before he could do anything else, Prosciutto shoved his head down his cock. The green-haired man was not expecting that. He tried to pull his head away, but his squadmate wouldn’t let him.

“Hey!” Shrek shouted at the blond man. “Quit that shit out!”

Prosciutto stopped, letting Pesci free, coughing. The ogre tossed him his clothes.

“Change and go. You don’t deserve them, but take some sweets and leave.”

Prosciutto changed into his outfit that he normally wears. The keys to the car were still in his pockets. The two assassins immediately left the swamp. Pesci managed to get the sweets, but Prosciutto, who was pissed, tossed them out the window.

“Illuso was right. This place sucks.”