1 page slash fiction between Trump and Animal
Donald Trump sat at his desk in the Oval Office, staring at the stack of paperwork in front of him. It was another tedious day of running the country, and he was feeling particularly stressed and overwhelmed.
Suddenly, the door to his office burst open, and in walked Animal, the wild and unpredictable Muppet drummer. “Hey, Mr. President!” Animal exclaimed, grinning wildly. “How ya doin’?”
Trump was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the Muppet. “Uh, I’m fine, Animal,” he stammered. “What are you doing here?”
“I just wanted to say hi and offer you a little stress relief,” Animal replied, winking suggestively.
Before Trump could protest, Animal sauntered over to the desk and began to massage his shoulders. “Relax, Mr. President,” Animal whispered in his ear. “Let me take care of you.”
Trump was initially hesitant, but as Animal’s strong hands worked their magic, he began to feel his tension melt away. He closed his eyes and let out a satisfied sigh.
As Animal continued to massage his shoulders, he slowly began to move his hands down Trump’s chest and stomach, making his way towards his pants. Trump let out a gasp as Animal’s hand slipped inside his pants and began to stroke him.
“Animal, what are you doing?” Trump whispered, his voice filled with excitement and desire.
“I’m giving you what you need, Mr. President,” Animal replied, smiling wickedly. “Just let go and enjoy yourself.”
Trump gave in to his lust and let Animal have his way with him, as the two of them engaged in a wild and passionate tryst right there in the Oval Office. It was a moment that Trump would never forget, and one that would change the course of his presidency’