Miss America tells the story of Kamala Harris's historic first term as the first woman President of the United States, navigating the challenges of leadership while keeping a passionate affair with her young, quick-witted assistant, Kori, under wraps until becomes bigger than they both anticipated. The narrative reveals the highs and lows of their romance, capturing the tension and intensity between the two women. 🗣 This story is a work of fan fiction created solely from my imagination for entertainment purposes. While it may contain public figures, and certain locations, all events, plot lines and characterizations are fictionalized for the narrative. No affiliation or endorsement is implied.

"Of course, Senator Harris. I'm ready for anything you put on me." Kamala's eyebrow arches, and I realize too late how that might sound. My cheeks burn, and I fight the urge to fan myself. "Good," she says, her tone rich with amusement and something darker. "Because I plan on working you very hard when we get back to the office." The car slows to a stop, and I realize we've arrived at my apartment building. As I gather my things, my hands trembling slightly, Kamala's final words follow me out of the car: "Rest up this weekend. You're going to need it."

Yasmine and Kamala try to ignore what they shared is proving harder than either expected. Because what they had... never really ended. Some lines, once crossed, are impossible to redraw.

A family of many firsts. The first female Vice President. The first Black and South Asian woman to hold national office. The first lesbian Second Couple. And now, running to become the first family- with Kamala poised to become the first female President of the United States. This is a fictional narrative set in an entirely imagined universe. While it may reference public figures, every characterization, conversation, and event is crafted for storytelling and does not reflect real life in any way. All scenarios are invented for storytelling purposes.

I gazed up into her eyes, savoring the moment of closeness. "I'd do anything for you madam president." "Stop it." She said coyly, her cheeks still tingled pink. Were the words spoken on Election Day morning to Kamala by her wife. Now laying in bed watching Kamala finally sleeping and peacefully at that, she thinks back to the campaign trail journey. This is a fictional narrative set in an entirely imagined universe. While it may reference public figures, every characterization, conversation, and event is crafted for storytelling and does not reflect real life in any way. All scenarios are invented for storytelling purposes.