A sexy love story.
Love interests: Joe Biden, Vladimir Putin, King Charles... Possibly more.
A racey love triangle 😍💅
Also features: Hillary Clinton, Jeffrey Bezos, James Charles, Prince Harry, Camilla and Charles, Queen Elizabeth... Possibly more...
Ass* usual, here's a lil song to listen to while you read cause I'm that great ⬆️
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It was a sad, sad day for Donald Trump.
He had just lost his hubby biden to the depths of the Atlantic ocean, and now...
...Now he was left to float pointlessly on top of the wooden board that barely held his crushing weight and hope that somebody would find him before he turned into an orange fart popsicle just as his baby daddy Biden did.
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"It's okay baby, we'll make it" he cooed, clutching his fat rolls that somehow supposedly beared Joe's child.
Suddenly, he saw a light in the distance, a glimmer of hope!
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Trumpy Wumpy got so excited that he let out a fart so great that it propelled him through the waters like a motorboat to reach the light that was pointing towards him.
That's when he saw it, the blinding light surrounding the silhouette of his latest saviour.
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Trump all but moaned, he thought this man possessed a hotness only comparable to that of Poseidon, god of the seas, as he stood before him over the waters of the Atlantic Ocean.
Except he's like... bald?
Regardless Trump felt himself cream at the sight of his new protector, only managing to utter the words "yes daddy" when the man attempted to pull him onto the lifeboat... But he failed miserably due to the weight of the orange turd that made them both fall back into the waters.
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*Cue Russian accent*
"DZamn woman... you made the vater recoil with your body fats harder than I'd imagine my nuclear bombs will. I'm interested in this ability of yours..."
"I can make your buttcheeks recoil too. Tell me, what's your name?" Trump said with a wink, adjusting his dress that was now soaked, enhancing his alluringly spray tanned curves.
"Putin. Vladimir Putin." The man replied, enchanted by Trump's fat rolls.
"Okay Poo tin, who the fuck are you if not my new husband sugar daddy?"
"I am president of Russia, but I can be that too..."
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TO BE CONTINUED???
I'm wheezing you have no idea how much I love making these.
Dedicating this one to 6ixtsixsince they're pretty much the reason why I'm continuing this madness.
