A few hour later, and the nameless scientist man was back. And he wasn't alone.
"Mr. Trump Sir, your clone has arrived."
The Donald smiled at Marta, and for once it wasn't a creepy smile.
"Please, send him in."
Marta nodded and left the room, only to return moments later with the scientist and Donald's clone, Tronald.
When Donald saw him, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He'd never seen anyone so beautiful.
"Master, are you alright?" Melania asked.
"Uh, yeah, I was just....shocked by how much he looks like me."
"He really does look like you, but your still more orange than he is, and I'm sure his hands are nowhere near as small as yours."
"Thanks, Melania. Um, you guys need to leave the room, I have to talk with Tronald."
Marta nodded and ushered everyone out. Once they were gone, Donald shut the door and locked it.
"So, Tronald, you turned out sexier than I thought you would."
Donald smirked mischievously as the clone simply stared out the window.
"You're a quite one, aren't you?"
Tronald still stayed quite, making Donald grow furious.
"Are you mute or something?! Goddammit, answer me!"
"Sorry, I was thinking about pussy."
"Oh, yes, pussy is quite amazing, but not as amazing as you." He whispered the last part.
"Oh, Donald, you're making me blush!"
Donald licked his lips and walked closer to Tronald.
"Oh the things I want to do to you."
"Do them."
"Not right here, sexy."
Donald simply pecked Tronald's cheek and walked out of the room, leaving Tronald all alone to think about Donald and pussy.
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Cloned (A Donald Trump Fanfiction)
RandomDonald Trump has just been elected President of the United States, and he fears that he may die before his term is up, so, he has America's top scientists clone him. He names his clone Tronald Dump. What happens when Donald falls in love with Tronal...
