December 17th, 1995
A morning not to be forgotten
The sun had yet to fully rise, the crack of dawn shining in through the blinds of the Whitehouse, a particularly shit day in Washington, for Bill had been disturbed in his slumber by a Kenyan refugee.
His displeasure spread across the whole D.C. area, in the form of an ungodly scream, some say the rumblings reached as far as Baltimore.
The Kenyan was a big fan of Bill, he had seen him pander to the black community and was convinced this man had his best interests in mind.
After the Kenyan recovered from the shock of the awful screech, he once again fell into shock once he caught sight of Bill's true form, a disgusting fucking thing: gleaming red eyes, metal where skin should be... and fox ears. He was half-human half...something.
This was not the man he had seen on TV, it was something, FUCKABLE. The Kenyan became incredibly erect at the sight.
Just at that moment, a group of Mexican staff bust the door open, in an attempt to save their Lizard king. Broom and chef's knife in they sought to bring the intruder down. However, just before they reached him, Bill Clinton ordered out "wait" in a sly and cheeky way. " Leave us be " this he said more coldly.
Bill Clinton casually approached the African, the man to this point remained stunned, bill took his weakness as opportunity, and revealed his massive lizard cock.
"Allahu akbar my child" he whispered into his ear
"YOU ARE GOING TO SUCK THIS COCK CLEAN" He suddenly forced the man onto his knees, he doesn't resist, for he is a mega faggot.
*they nut*