DONALD TRUMPS POV
I thought up I was approaching my nipples end but in the distance, I hear a voice, a voice belonging to none other than to my big papa
" DDADY"
There he was, on the back of the shoebill, chest hair coiling into perfect curls.
"Are you ready to leave this shithole boo-boo?" He said with a playful smirk
"Totally!!" I jumped up from the chair into his big wrinkly arms and snuggled into his chest.
As we were about to leave and have reunited celebratory sex, we heard a shreak coming from behind us.
"STOP, PLEASE DONT TAKE HIM AWAY" Obama shouted falling to the ground in impotence
"He is mine, you may have had him once but I got him all the time" he winked as he said those words and without warning connected our two pairs of lips, they started moving in sync, feeling fireworks go off in his tummy
Obama sat there watching, finally realising they are perfect for eachother and that he lost his chance with trump.
He glanced at the gun on the floor, debating wether he should commit the act he was planning to do next. Without hesitation he picked up the gun, closed his eyes and shot in their direction.
As he pulled the trigger, we both squeezed our eyes and but cheeks shut in fear, waiting for the excruciating pain of being shot, but it never happened
"If you aren't shot, and I am not shot, then that only means one thing"
We both turn our heads to look at the stork, laying there gushing out blood
Biden rushes to the shoebillstork, lifting his head and stroking his beak to try and comfort him
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All of a sudden, the stork opens its mouth
"I did it all for you master" The shoebill stork croaks out
Biden fell back in shock, believing that his ears had deceived him.
"YOU CAN TALK, ALL THIS TIME?"
"Oh go fuck yourself, I don't even know why I bother dying for an old shrivelled dick like you"
"Ooo burn,yas queen purr cunty, hOW MANY LETTERS IN SHOEBILL?" we hear Obama let out
"Shut the fuck up liberal" I spat
The stork start to mumble something once joe Biden has released him, I got closer to see if I could hear what he has to say.
"You can't trust him, he wants to cultivate your organs" he whispers
"W-h-what?" I stutter stutteringly
I turn to see where Obama is but he is nowhere to be found. Instead I see what I thought was a man that loved me,but all men do is lie. Should I listen to the stork or follow my heart...
TO BE CONTINUED
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The presidential triangle (Donald trump x Joe Biden x Obama)
RomanceDonald's family is having some troubles because a mystery man caught his eye, but there is another interested. What will he do?
