STORY THREE - TRUMP TICKLED ME Pt.2

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The text read, "Are you up, baby boy? I'm tryna get my pickle tickled."

I was like, "Aw hell naw!" and jumped out of bed.

Then, i hear my front door open. I go to check it out (but before that, i grab my baseball bat) I go to the door and see no one there. I closed and locked it. But when i turned around, it was that Rizzy man behind me, holding a bottle of baby oil.... I dropped my baseball bat in shock.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked, frightened. He then takes off his hood, and reveals that it's actually DONALD TRUMP!


I gasped.


I was so shocked. Before I could scream, he covered my mouth and whispered in my ear, "Oil up, kitten. Let's get busy."


My asshole has never been the same....



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