Melanias Strap
“Is donald trump a homosexual?” A question asked by a great distance of people, especially in this day of age. Recent calls, meetings, discussions all with his to be never husband. Elon musk, the tesla mastermind and the X (formerly twitter) owner and the “Good friend” of Donald. Are they gay? or perhaps, are they cross starred lovers?
In the vast space of the White House, the first lady, Melania Trump, sits brewing tea waiting for her husband to emerge so they could converse with each other-or converse about donald trumps strange, strange habits.
The first lady and The President hadn’t even slept in the same bed in a while, they haven’t even sat down to even greet each other.
“Husband,” Melania addressed him with a stern tone, as if she was about to start a conversation about something serious-like a divorce.
“Yes, Melania?” His mind fretted, the strap was too large- if he had disrespected her, a long night of backshots awaited. And, despite this he pondered why he still knew, deep down in his heart Elon was truly the only person he would defy her for.
“I won’t be mad,” she said, with a hint of cackling, just a small giggle lightly let out. “What has’t you been doing with your best mate, Elon?”
The preliminary conversation was a scarce, bare-dry one before Melania jumped straight into the petrifying question. Donald was petrified, absolutely scared of how he should answer this question- with honesty, it dishonesty-with pegging a result either way.
“We are to discussing about how to win the media over, of course with TikTok.”
“Don’t lie to me,” She laughed, before quickly moving onto a long awaited question.
“Are you a homo?”
This question, broadcasted around popular social media apps dominated by the younger spectrum of people had never been taken seriously-let alone the first lady, the woman who was the wife of be inclined to think homosexual Donald Trump would even ask him, are you with Elon?
Trumps heart raced. This horrifying question had no limits to what he should say, do, or even ask Melania. Donald, what the fuck do you do? I mean, maybe him and Elon fucked a little but that doesn’t make him bad! Heterosexuals also deserve a little bit of the taste of the side they’ve never tried! If they’re black, white, doesn’t matter! But Melania’s black strap was all he could think about as he stuttered and struggled to answer the question .
“No. You’re my only love-“
“Bullshit” she says firmly, keeping her ground. “You know you’re only saying that to save yourself from the strap. I won’t strap you, you’ll just have to promise you’ll be honest.”
He doesn’t trust it. Not at all. Yet, he decides to be sincere and admits he’s seeing Elon.
“I knew it,” She laughs, “I won’t punish you. I actually wanted to admit something myself,” She pushes under her breath. “I’ve been seeing a girl, believe it or not-She was your rival.”
A gasp left his mouth-Kamala HARRIS?? When did yuri get mixed into my yaoi??? Donald and Melania weren’t surprised at Donalds fold to men, yet melania’s to women? We love a fem lesbian!
“I was in it for the money, not hard to believe.” Donald knew already, yet acted surprised.
“My question is to you donald, why are you trying to outlaw yourself?” He pondered that to himself, what a peculiar statement-he’s the conservative, republican president who most don’t know is getting pegged. Well, used to get pegged. Of course he’d have to push “Gay is bad!” Agenda, what else would he do? Conservative republicans hate the gays, doesn’t everybody know?
Donald hated himself, ever since he was a kid and his beloved crush, a boy with dark, beautiful hair which glew hazel in the sun, and dark majestic eyes which felt as if you could fall into them if you stared for too long. The boy and him were best friends, since birth- they shared a cradle together and grew up in the same household. A adoption center, since his Mother had attempted to abort Donald and it failed. She had put him into an adoption center. He never had good education, yet there was the one hope in his life, the man with brown hair and beautiful eyes.
He hated his love for him, and therefore tried to extinguish it by beating him up as a teenager. The flames just grew wilder, with more force. Now, as a president he finds that same sanctuary in Elon-his one and only love.
Jamies perspective
A boy sitting in his room, bored to death with nothing to do. He hasn’t done anything recently, besides entertain his orchestra grade by attending some stupid events. He’s bored, watching Owl House before switching to tiktok.
“Trump signs executive order,” reads the text on the screen. Another executive order, what now? Attempting to deport every mexican, or denying pegging allegations? Whatever it is, Jamie knows it’s bullshit. Yet he continues on, dragging his eyes across the screen.
“A law banning trans people from being enlisted in the military is set to go in effect on..” He reads, frustrated. Jamie had attended a rally last week defending Trans people and protesting against what trump is doing to distinguish their identity, population and esteem.
“I need to get off tiktok,” he says under his breath. “It’s killing me.” All the fear mongering on tiktok actually does kill him, amount of orders they said he passed but it was blocked by multiple judges. Lawsuits, tiktok protests does nothing too-It’s draining.
“I’ll go on a walk,” he says, just to clear his mind. A text notification pops up, from his girlfriend, Hellen. Hellen was a short, pretty girl who wore pimple patches and had good style. She was nice, always tried to be her best. Jamie texted back with happiness. “im about to go on a walk” he says, waiting for her response
“R u able to meet up with me tomorrow?”
“No, i’m going to go and protest tomorrow-what about today?”
“Yeah sure”
He responds with a okay, with a bunch of hearts before closing up his phone and walking over to hellen’s house.
They walk, get food and just go to the park to meet up with their friends. Hellen and Jamie converse with the other people, just to greet them gleefully. They see a cyber truck by, parked in the side of the area. They ignore it, but they see a humanoid figure in the car-it’s just a person in the car, why would they care? Well, this person seemed to have somebody else in there, maybe kissing. They still paid no mind, until they had gotten out of the car-it was elon fucking musk and trump! And trump was wearing a.. maid outfit?
Elon Musk & Trump POV
Trump shortly after his conversation with his lavender marriage wife had received a call from Elon, discussing where they should meet up to discuss how they should go further with putting anime characters in MAGA hats, (never put my goat Eren with MAGA again😭🙏) and Trumps deportation plan. Trump was picked up later on by Elon Musk in Elons Cyber-truck. Trump had never liked the Cyber-truck, he had always seen it as a waste of money, and horrible investment into how brilliant he considered Elon. Yet, he acted as if he loved it, for his boyfriend took much happiness in his work. He hated it when Donald would talk to other billionaires-especially the famous Mr. Chow. Renowned for how he owns TikTok, the most used app in America for teenagers, he is one of the most loved greedy billionaires.
Donald had started the “Ban TikTok!” ideal that reached across towards the entire platform of TikTok. What level of idiocy did he think the teenagers had, was bearing outstanding levels. Recently, there was a scandal between Elon and Donald for Donald buying out Mr. Chow, and it was found Mr. Chow was hospitalized in secret after found doing massive riding on Donalds dick for 3 days. This put him in critical condition, whilst Elon was outraged for how Donald would lie, purely disgusted from the amount of closure he received from Donald telling him how much he loved him, only for the scandal to be revealed.
Moving back, when Donald recieved the call to come down, elon made strict instructions to come in a pink maid outfit. What nerves the billionaire had, to make the president come in a skirt and shake it! What a horrid demand. Surely Trump didn’t oblige-only he did, coming down outside of the white house with Tourists looking at him, questioning what was happening. Taking a stroll outside, with secret service hiding somewhere, I don’t doubt in his ass- waiting to pop up if Elon tried to stick it in him. Whatever was the matter, he squished his shirt down and pouted, his orange skin tone flushing into a deep dark red.
“Elon! What is this?”
“Just apart of my surprise for you,” He said lightly, cackling under his words.
“Umg!,” Donald puffed. “This better be good! Melania saw me and she said if I do this again i’ll get pegged!”
“Shh, you’ll be fine. All you need to do is act normal. We’re just gonna take a walk at a normal place, so call off your security guards.”
“Fine..” The president sent out an order demanding they’d leave him, and with that they did.
“What is it anyway?”
“Huh?”
“What’s your surprise?”
“You’ll see”
They parked on the side of a street, looking around before Elon leaped over and kissed the beach blonde tan man.
“Mmf!”
“Shh, baby boy. We’re only getting started.”
They left the cyber truck and stepped off, before spotting a group of children over at the park. Donald examined them. He saw them looking over, and a disgusted expression arose from their faces, Donald had forgotten he was wearing a maid outfit. Blushing from embarrassment, he immediately went back into the cyber truck.
“Babe!” Elon yelled.
“There’s kids here!”
“So what? You didn’t care where it was when the kids were at Epstein Island!”
“Just get in!” he yelled.
Elon took off and drove to a secluded spot in a empty parking lot, and started kissing trump
“Hey… since we’ve set the mood, it’s time to start your punishment right?”