TRUMP POV
My day started out like any other. I woke up to the sound and pleasantly pleasing pain of boiling butter sliding down a griddle over my hot body. I looked at my sloth like daughter as she burned my body to a golden orange crisp. I rolled over on my stomach so she could get my back.
"Oh baby girl you know just how to please daddy." I moaned as the butter slid down my small eggplant butt.
"I'd do anything for you daddy." She whispered sexily in my ear. Now before you start thinking bad stuff about me and my beloved daughter just know she wants to do this. I'm not making her. She should just know that if I don't wake up to steamy butter in my wrinkled creases she'll be grounded and won't get her small loan of a million dollars like my dad gave me.
"All done daddy. Now you need to get up and get ready for your first day of being the president of the Untied States! I heard Obama and his olive family are all moved out and live on some raggedy farm." My defected Barbie doll daughter said. When she left I slowly rolled out of bed and went to fix my hair. I didn't have to do much since my silky corn colored locks were permanently stiffened yet slightly loose so they could blow gracefully in the wind. Yep it felt nice to be in my perfect world with my perfect girl. Yet something felt missing.
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The Wall Of Love
RomanceThe year is 2017, Donald J. Trump is the new president of the United States. Obama and his family had moved back to the old farm house where he was raised. While working on the fields, Obama has plenty of time to think about everything he has in li...
