The Secret Life Of Pets

Prologue

Obama wasn't like other girls. He had a peen. This peen was the most famous of all of the Americans. At least it was until he showed up. Obama was just like everyone else, he woke up, brushed his tooth, got ready, and controlled the USA. He ruled America with an iron hard fist. His day was was great until he got home. There he was met with a problem more difficult than solving world peace, his thot of a wife. Michelle, or as he called her, bitchelle was the definition or pain. All she did was BITCH AND MOAN saying shit like "where were you?" "Who is that?" "Stop touching me I'm trying to cook!" And his least favorite phase that she kept saying "sign these divorce papers!" Like damn bitch get off my back. It got so bad that Obama needed to escape, even if it was just for a couple hours. He walked and walked and walked and skipped and cried and slept and skidadled to the nearby Applebee's bar and grill. "Aaaa finally away from my BITCH wife at last." Obama thought. He proceeded to take out the Applebee's bar and grill menu that he always carries with him for important moments like this. He scans the menu looking at all of the delicious food items that were available at this very exquisite restaurant. The best part was all of the food items were at a perfectly reasonable cost. This was great for Obama as he really enjoys delicious AND nutritious food items at great costs. Obama finally decided to get his favorite food item "olive garden breadsticks" yum yum yummy he was so excited. Munchin down on those delicious buttery carbs. He ate like a slob thinking that no one was paying attention to him. On the contrary though he was super wrong. Standing no more than 2 feet in front of Obama was Harry Styles! Some how our dearest president didn't see him. Even though Harry said things like "mmmm yeah shove that in your mouth baby" loud enough for the whole Applebee's bar and grill to hear. It got so intensely sexy that Harry felt a raging bonEr in his spandex. "Oh no how will I get rid of this problem" he purred eyeing Obama up and down. He suddenly grabs Obama's nips causing the poor soul to stop eating Olive Garden complimentary breadsticks for only the small price of 2.99 cents and looked up at the stranger. "W-who are you" he stuttered scared but slightly aroused. "I sir am your new lover" Harry yelped. They looked at each other's eyes without blinking for what only seemed like two seconds but was actually 30 minutes, scaring away all of Applebee's bar and grill costumers away. "So..."  Harry whispered seductively. "How about we take this to my place" he winks with both eyes.