When Trump brought the beagle home he didn't really know what to expect, especially not that they were going to name him Harrison. Trump sat in the Oval Office when Harrison sidled up next to him and licked his hand longingly. Trump looked away, as he could barely contain himself. Harrison whined soothingly and butted his head against the spiny chair, spinning it so it faced him. Trump couldn't take it anymore once the dog left he locked the door and slowly rubbed one out in the Oval Office. Monica had nothing on Harrison.
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Trump and the Dog [JOKE FIC]
FanfictionTrump unexpectedly falls in love with a beagle, will he risk his presidency for true love? . . . . . . . . . [PLEASE DO NOT TAKE THIS STORY SERIOUSLY, I DO NOT SUPPORT BESTIALITY OR TRUMP]
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