Shrek 2 Fiona Human Novels & Stories

Hobbling back, I almost fell over. Fiona shrieked and came at me again, tearing at my dress. "You're nothing but a money-grabbing wh*re!" she cried. She tore a rip down the side of my dress. I hip-checked Fiona, sending her to the nearest wall. She grabbed it, breathing hard and glaring at me. "I'd cool it if you don't want to lose your baby," I warned her, glaring. "Is that a threat, sl*t?" Fiona snarled.

Fiona, now stripped of all her artificial enhancements, ran over to him, sobbing hysterically. "Hugh, you've got to stand up for me! That woman ruined everything I spent thousands on! I don't care what you do—just kill her for me!" Hugh was still fuming and trying to calm his nerves when he glanced at Fiona, only to recoil in horror. "What the hell are you?!" he shouted, flinging his cigarette to the floor. Smacking her across the face, he barked, "Are you human or some kind of ghost? Get away from me, you hideous thing! How can someone this disgusting even exist?!"

I stepped closer before taking my seat beside her. "Go and get her some food, Fiona." She turned her face to Fiona and I was dumbfounded when Fiona suddenly transformed into a very pretty woman. I held my clothes in fear, as cold sweat ran down my spine. I was engulfed by fear as I didn't know what to think anymore. So, Fiona is a human and not a cat? Am I in the right place? "Yes, you are in the right place, my child." the old woman said, looking at me with a smile. Fiona did not say a word, she just smiled at me and left.

She wondered if what she had read about evil creature's in books were just folktales as the King thought. Late at night. Fiona went to the Rudasha Lake where Shiandra was waiting for her, sitting on a large rock with her feet inside the water. The maidservant stood a few metres away in silence, she then cleared her throat. "Come and join me." Said Shiandra Fiona was hesitant. She stood in the same spot. The witch giggled. She came out of the water and stood on the ground, upright. The maidservant was standing still unable to move.

Under Fiona’s puzzled gaze, the person pulled her cloak down, revealing her face. There was another wave of exclamations all around. “Huh? Why is it a nun?” Sheryl had come wearing her habit, and she was staring at Fiona coldly. Fiona almost fainted the moment she saw Sheryl. Her breathing became uneven as she pointed at her while trembling, “How… How are you not dead?” Fiona was obviously horrified when she laid her eyes on Sheryl and asked with a frightened expression. It was as if she had seen a ghost that was here to take her life!

Her scars were pink, and the little tender bumps were sensitive. I continued down her chest and ribs, past her flat belly and she stretched out like a dehydrated fish. I asked her again, "Who am I? Say my name!" She had been picked over the edge by me, pleading with me in gibberish. 'Say it! "Brenda, please..." Fiona twisted her waist in response to the humiliating way I opened her legs. I tried my best to please her, gradually forcing her out of control to sing. Until at last the sea of breath rose, and she trembled so violently that her waist, pressed against my weight, began to rise and fall uncontrollably.

she purred. “Oooooh, gaaawwwd,” I groaned softly when I glanced down to see her smooth shaved pussy as she kicked her jeans off. “What about...Franny?” I gasped when Fiona reached down to unfasten the front of my slacks. “Franny is entertaining her first lover tonight,” Fiona informed me softly. “He has been beside himself with arousal all night that he finally gets to have her for the second time,” she added.

Fiona suddenly came over and spoke like this. "Shut up Fiona. You don't know, that woman I helped her in the past but she has the nerve to get pregnant with someone else's child. She's famous as a slut now because of her vulgar photos." Morgan shot again and again some apples and some wooden dolls that were in the place.

Her smile wasn’t forced, and her words came out breathy with nostalgia. This softer version of the usually uptight city girl enamored him, and he pressed her for more details. “What did you think of the second movie version?” “The one with Leonardo Dicaprio?” Her blue eyes were bright as she looked back at him. “Yeah, that one.” Fiona scrunched her nose and shook her head. “I mean, it was good, and the effects were pretty amazing. But I have to say the book

Her voice, though tiny, rang out like music to his ears as she called his name. "DAMIAN!" Her voice pierced through the cacophony of sounds, filled with excitement and joy. With a beaming smile, Damian watched as Fiona sprinted towards him, her arms outstretched in anticipation. Before he knew it, Fiona had reached him, throwing herself into his arms with an exuberant hug. Despite the years that had passed, she remained as petite as ever, her figure delicate and slight. But what struck Damian the most was how stunning she had become. Her once-childlike features had blossomed into those of a beautiful young woman, her ebony hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of silk.