Michelle Obama had just finished her fifth cosmopolitan when she stumbled into Barron Trump. Her wide negress hips knocked the boy to the ground, and he looked up at her with a stunned, scared expression. She pursed her fat, pouty lips in disgust. "What are you doing here, BOY" she leered.
"I-I'm just here to enjoy the m-music, m'am" the boy stuttered. Michelle looked at the Teletubbies cover band (that wasn't doing a very good job, might I add). Glancing down at the cowering boy on the ground at her feet, she sighed and grabbed his pale arm and pulled him up like a sack of potatoes. She turned clutched him between her monstrous breasts and escorted him through the crowd, parting the masses like moses parted the red sea.
Barron, helpless in this giant negresses grasp, could only lie against the pillowy soft mountains while she carried him to their destination. Even though he was beside himself with fear, a warm feeling began to spread throughout his body, spreading like piss in a community pool, until it eventually made its way to his barely pubescent loins.
Michelle smirked as she noticed a bulge begin to form in the front of his pants and press against her flat stomach. She let him go and forcefully turned him around, leaning down and pressing her jugs against his neck like a pillow. He gulped, and felt pressure began to build up in his pants. "I-I need to pee" he gulped as he turned around and scrambled into the crowd, unaware that Michelle was following him at a distance.
The men's room door closed with a loud thud and Barron leaned against it, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt something wet in his pants and he pulled his pants down and stared. 'Did I pee…?' He didn't have any time to ponder it more carefully, before Melania barged in. He yelped and they both tumbled to the floor.
Their vision turned to black, and when the fog cleared it seemed like the world was spinning around them. The first thing they noticed was that they were in neck deep water. The second thing they noticed was was the smell. They retched, scrambling at the smooth walls just trying to get AWAY.
In their panic, they didn't notice a large form appear above him, nor did they notice him unbuckling his belt, or taking out his gargantuan penis. But what they DID notice was the stream of strong smelling, yellow liquid that rained down on them and pushed them down into the water. Struggling just to breathe, they were forced to inhale mouthfuls of the acrid liquid. Soon, it subsided and they were able to make their way to the surface, taking deep breaths of polluted air greedily.
Suddenly, the sky became dark and a hairy, flesh colored object covered the view. The puckered hole sitting between two plump, meaty, and pimply ass flexed, and the two looked at each other in horror. They knew what was coming next.