TftW: Trump Card-Tricks.
TftW: Trump Card Trick.
Mel to Donald Trump FTM TG/MC.
NOTE:
This is based on a dream that I had last night involving a monster I created which was Trump based. So this is the first ftm tg of a female character into Trump, there will be two more coming up. This is also based on the concept of Psi/Energy vampires and similar beings as seen in movies like Sleepwalkers, The Dark Crystal, Killer Klowns From Outer Space and Lifeforce. Also keep in mind this is pre-election Trump.
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Mel the koala-girl and Lithius the anthropomorphic super-canine had been dating for quite sometime and even though they were the perfect superhero team, they weren't exactly the perfect couple and they constantly fought. Lithius had this OCD-like obsession with normality and trying to make everything normal - which wasn't exactly the best thing to be obsessed with by any means. Considering they were both superheroes and they had supernatural powers and lived in the world of the supernatural, normality was pretty much out of the question.
One night - when Lithius returned home, Mel started acting more monstrous than usual, her eyes were glowing a particular flaxen shade of yellow and she was snarling at him and hissing, also hissing at Nathan as well. Although Nathan wasn't doing anything wrong, he was just taking a personality quiz. Specifically it was one titled "What Percent of Donald Trump Are You?".
"Okay...11% Trump. That's fair. I suppose I can be monstrous at times. But even though I am a monster i'm not THAT monstrous. Better retake the test again just to be certain. You can't be too careful that's what I say."
He took the test a couple of more times, this time he was sure he would pretty much get the same result, if not a different one. Hopefully he wouldn't get one above 60%, he was monstrous but he wasn't a Complete Monster. As Lithius set the table for dinner, Mel sneaked into the kitchen before sneaking over to the area where Nathan's supernaturally powered games and toys were stored.
"16%...okay still reasonable. 21%? I don't think so. 47%? WHAT? THAT'S JUST INSULTING. I AM NOTHING LIKE THAT! Okay...back to 11% again, good. I was worried I might come across as being too evil."
Lithius insisted on having a complicated security system installed but Nathan told him there was no point in installing it considering Mel's skills as a hacker, such as when they were trapped inside a video game and she used a special cheatcode to unlock the bonus ending, he also told him that science and the supernatural just don't mix except in the case of Ghostbusters and similar films. After several minutes in which there was nothing but arguments consisting of "why can't Mel do anything normal?", Nathan decided to check up on Mel to see what she was doing.
Mel was looking over at the box with the Apprentice board-game and Donald Trump action figure next to it, for some reason she wanted to get them out. But just as she was about to get them out, she felt like she was being followed which she was. Little did she know that there was something following her, that something being a costume of some sorts, but it wasn't an ordinary costume though.
This costume looked like a surprisingly realistic Trump costume modeled after him in the 80's, in particular when he was in 'Ghosts Can't Do It", the costume seemed to be acting on its or rather his - own, and he was interested in her. But not in the sexual way, rather - he was interested in her for other reasons. Simply known as Trumpbiote, he was a Nightbreed as in the ones from the Clive Barker movie of the same-name - he hissed several times as she walked by.
A few seconds later, she felt a pain in her neck as she collapsed on the floor. When Nathan got there, he found that her heartbeat was normal and she still had a pulse but she had been drained of energy and her aura, she wasn't sick...but she was weaker than usual. She limply looked up at him, sighing a few times.
"Mel? Are you alright?"
"I don't know what's gotten into me."
"It's okay. I'm sure you must have been under some mind control induced trance or something, trust me I know. You're lucky that I am here to help. I would consider telling Lithius but you know how he is, ugh...he's so uptight sometimes. Obsessed with trying to live a normal life."
"Yeah, that is annoying when does that. Not to mention he's a total perv who hits on me all the time and has tried to have sex with me several times. I know he's a dog but does have to be a HORN dog as well?"
"I know...I tried telling him you don't like it but he never listens..."
"He's obsessed with normality as well, he keeps trying to make it happen but it will never happen. Because well, look at him - he's basically Scooby Doo crossed with Superman and Mighty Mouse and then fused with Hercules and Thor. I'm pretty sure having powers that come from another world isn't normal by any means unless of course
you're a monster or a superhero/supervillain."
"Yeah...it's sad. I wish he'd let that go already."
"He told me that it's a terrible idea to shop at the regular human supermarket. Ugh...I HATE those places. I know you can have food delivered to you but normal is just so boring and overrated. For pete's sake, he's one of us - he should be proud of what he is. He's a fellow monster, yeah - I know he's a superhero and all, but still...that is pretty extraordinary."
"Besides, monster stores are more reliant than regular stores because at least the staff are easier to get along with. Human supermarket staff can be so rude sometimes, like this one time I was waiting in line and this one bag-boy made a 'Team Edward' joke, just because i'm vampiric doesn't mean he has the right to make jokes like THAT. Edward isn't even a real vampire, just a sparkling disco-fairy thing pretending to be a vampire."
"The only reason I go to human supermarkets and normal human stores is to chat with my friends and go to the magazine rack. Besides, normal is so tedious. I tried doing the normal thing once...and it was pretty much a bland alternate reality styled after a cheesy sitcom with the only highlight being me acting like Roseanne Barr!"
"Yeah...and remember when we had to act normal when he had his friends over? I came across as being way too needy and you were...well...creepy. He made you act like a Stepford Wife."
"I know....he just uses the same excuses over and over again. I love him, but can't he give the normality thing a rest once and a while? I mean he's always complaining about how nothing ever goes right and how he can't have a day in which nothing goes wrong but yet...his complaints aren't doing him any favors either. He needs to consider embracing his more monstrous side more often."
"Yeah...so many excuses..."
"Too many to be exact..."
"Ah, excuses excuses excuses... if there is anything I can't stand it is excuses. If I were you, i'd have him fired or at least be more strict on him or try to put him in his place. Clearly he thinks he can order you around and make you do what he wants you to do. But it's you who is in charge, and you should be giving HIM the orders instead..." A rather sinister, Trump-like voice echoed.
"Finally! Someone who goes agree with me. Wait... w-who said that?"
"Why I did..."
Mel and Nathan turned around and saw Trumpbiote as he appeared when not in his realistic costume form, he looked and sounded just like Trump himself - or rather he looked, sounded and acted like him when he was in the 1989 film Ghosts Can't Do It, he looked at Mel several times.
"My name is Trumpbiote...and I couldn't help but hear about your troubles with that boyfriend of yours. Having seen what he is like for myself, I don't blame you, that guy needs to loosen up. I mean what is normality anyway? In case he doesn't know, there are monsters here. I'm a monster, you're a monster...we're all monsters. We should embrace who we are."
"You know what....you're right? I'm Mel by the way and this is Nathan..."
"Hi-hi-hi there...say..what are you, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Well..it's complicated. You see, i'm a Nightbreed. If you've seen the 1990 film of the same name you'd know what they are. I'm sort of an unconventional vampire if you catch my drift."
Nathan rushed up to him, excitedly greeting him in his own unique way and introducing himself. He was very pleased to see a fellow vampire, especially one that was different than most vampires he had seen. You see, he was one of those energy vampires ala Lifeforce or the creatures from Sleepwalkers.
"So...you're a fellow vampire...like me?"
"Why yes...I am..."
"Are you a specific type of vampire?"
"I'm not entirely sure. I'm pretty sure i'm a Psi or 'energy' vampire as humans call them - i'm in a league of my own, considering I am a Nightbreed and everything. So basically I am an energy vampire of sorts."
"So that's why Mel's been drained of her energy and aura..."
"Exactly..."
"So what are you here for?"
"Well as I explained earlier...I know that Mel's been having a hard-time dealing with her boyfriend Lithius and his horrible habits. Luckily I know how to fix that. She needs to be tougher on him, she needs to be the one in charge for once.."
"I do?"
"Of course you do Mel. You don't have to let yourself be pushed around by Lithius, he may be your boyfriend but you are the one in charge of your own life and he can't tell you what you can and can't do."
"I don't know if I can...i'm too..."
"Too precious? Too delicate? Yeah I heard Lithius say the same thing about you. He's been saying how you should be more open and not be so shy. Don't you listen to him, he does not know any better. Unlike me...trust me."
"Aaaaw...that's awfully nice of you."
"It's no trouble at all. Say, since you were so nice as to supply me with bits of your energy and your aura earlier, I might as well as repay you. I know how to help you take control and put him in his place. I know just the thing to toughen you up."
"How?"
"Just relax and let me show you how..."
Trumpbiote hissed a few times as his fingernails extended, becoming sharper and resembling claws that were colored a flaxen shade of gold. He scratched Mel a few times with his claws, she flinched a little but it didn't hurt. The effects of his scratch started taking effect immediately starting from within as his DNA began to merge with hers, causing her aura to recover but also darken a bit. She was getting increasingly stronger and more fierce as a result but that wasn't all.
She heard several crunching sounds as the changes started to take place, her fur smoothening away to reveal glistening and pristine looking skin as her build started broadening up starting with her arms and hands, her hands enlarging as her fingernails sharpened a bit more. In addition to this her black tank top and bra both snapped off as the former broadened and barrelled out, while her breasts retracted into her chest, she didn't need them anyway.
Her clothing or what remained of the upper-half of it, morphed and fused itself into a rather sleek looking business suit as her back bulked up to go with her torso and chest, her hips retracting in size as her koala-like tail vanished, her legs accumulating in size just like her arms as did her feet. Her privates altering into the more mannish variant as she snarled several times, now thoughts and feelings were influencing her as this was happening, making her more dominant and powerful side motivate her in the process, in a way to her this felt good.
Two words came into her mind as the process continued and those words were "fierce" and also "powerful", yes...fierce and powerful. She liked the sound of both words and she knew that both of them suited her perfectly, she definitely did feel more confident than she ever had before. She couldn't help but semi-purr in a satisfied manner as she elevated in height to 6'2 while her shoulders and back broadened. Now at 6'2 and between either 198lbs or 236lbs, she generally did look more imposing than she ever did in any of her monster forms and better yet, her personality was toughening up as well - becoming more determined.
Slowly but surely...assets of her usual personality were being altered and shifted along with her memories, all of the ones she normally would have fading away, being replaced with ones of being a very successful businessman and billionaire, and not only that but also the very best of all when it came to playing the game of big business. Her koala-like ears vanished in the same fashion as her tail did as her hair slicked itself back several times, turning from brownish to strawberry blonde. Her brow pronounciated itself as her eyebrows bushed up and turned blonde to match her hair, she sighed and purred a few more times as she enjoyed her transformation and its overall progress.
Her eyes turned from brown to icy blue as they widened, her nose becoming a bit more pronounced as her neckline shifted, in addition to this her lips lost their lusciousness but shifted to look almost as kissable - her features roughening up and altering, sculpting themselves and altering to take on a more red-blooded appearance. Yep, red-blooded and red just like the tie she was now wearing. Her cheekbones became sharper and more pronounced as her features morphed even more, a few seconds later she now resembled none other than the man Trumpbiote was based on. Yep, she now bore a very striking resemblance to 1980's era Donald Trump, and in her altering mind, it suited her more than being a koala-girl.
Those two words from before continued to echo in her mind..."fierce" and "powerful", yes...very fitting for someone like her... as her voice altered, becoming deeper and gruffer but also full of authority and determination, shifting to match her appearance - her personality and memories rapidly shifting even more, now she or rather at this point he remembered that he was a very successful businessman and billionaire, not only that but that he was the very best in the business.
A few seconds later and his memories and personality came into full force, as he remembered that he was none other than Donald J. Trump, his transformation completed itself as he admired what his vampiric friend/doppelganger had done. Where once was Mel the koala-girl was now Donald J. Trump and he wouldn't have it any other way, he was fierce and powerful and now he was the one in charge.
"Ah yes...much better. Now I can be the one in charge for once and I won't have to take orders from anyone. Now i'm the one giving the orders. I can honestly say this is my best achievement yet!"
Donald smiled to himself for a few seconds before thanking Trumpbiote for giving him this gift as he referred to it as, he then walked around the apartment, thinking several times on improvements that should be made. The place wasn't too bad but he figured it could use with a few upgrades and maybe a makeover all-together, and he was right - that supercanine was never tidy in the slightest.
"Is that you in there?"
"Ah, Nathan...good to see you. I'm Donald...but you may call me
"You know this place isn't too shabby, but that dog-man boyfriend of Mel's should really learn to loosen up a little. I mean he makes me look like a saint by comparison and that's something you normally wouldn't expect me to say."
"Anything else..."
"Yeah, if you see him - tell him that he needs to take better care of this place. I don't mind the scientific equipment and everything, but he needs to not make such a super-mess everywhere he goes."
"Yes, sir..."
"This place could use a makeover. This apartment will NOT do. It's not good enough for me...I think we need to go bigger. Also we can keep the science stuff, as long as we can find a way to put it to good use."
"How are we going to do that?"
"Watch and learn..."
Donald jumped onto the ground before extending his fingernails into long golden colored claws, touching the ground and concentrating - he gave off a glistening aura that affected everything in the apartment, turning everything golden and also in addition to this causing the apartment itself to shake, elevate and reform itself - growing higher and higher until it morphed into the spitting image of Trump Tower itself. Now to him that was the perfect place, definitely more suitable for a man like him and also fit for a king. Of course he couldn't have asked for anything better.
He sat back and purred to himself a little as he admired his handiwork, this was definitely more like it and he could see himself really getting used to living in it. In fact to him it was like a second home, of course he had more than just one home now...he had several and he admired them all. But this was his greatest home of them all. After all, it was Trump Tower, it was basically his domain and he could do as he pleased in it without being ordered around by others.
And with that, he decided to spread Trumpbiotes's and his own influence throughout the rest of the city - turning it into a very busy and lively New York-like setting with a rather heavy Trump influence. He even decided to buy his very own store and use it as a means as a way to get more people invested - soon, that store of his was making even more money than any other store in the country. Soon even Lithius's store lost its customers and everyone came flocking to the new store that 'The Donald' had worked on.
As for what happened later, he fully enjoyed the perks of being who he was and got to impress others with the gifts he possessed, sharing them all with everyone and in addition to that getting to be his own boss. After all he didn't need to take orders from anyone, he was the one giving the orders - he was Donald Trump after all. And he knew that now he was the one who did the bossing around, he didn't need anyone to tell him what he could and couldn't do. Even if they could, he could just use the powers that Trumpbiote had given him to persuade them otherwise.
Remember my friends, sometimes when things get too hectic - there's only one thing to do and that thing is take control and be your own boss. There comes a time where you simply must start giving the orders yourself, don't let yourself be a lackey for someone else, be your own boss and order them around for a change.
Mel to Donald Trump FTM TG/MC.
NOTE:
This is based on a dream that I had last night involving a monster I created which was Trump based. So this is the first ftm tg of a female character into Trump, there will be two more coming up. This is also based on the concept of Psi/Energy vampires and similar beings as seen in movies like Sleepwalkers, The Dark Crystal, Killer Klowns From Outer Space and Lifeforce. Also keep in mind this is pre-election Trump.
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Mel the koala-girl and Lithius the anthropomorphic super-canine had been dating for quite sometime and even though they were the perfect superhero team, they weren't exactly the perfect couple and they constantly fought. Lithius had this OCD-like obsession with normality and trying to make everything normal - which wasn't exactly the best thing to be obsessed with by any means. Considering they were both superheroes and they had supernatural powers and lived in the world of the supernatural, normality was pretty much out of the question.
One night - when Lithius returned home, Mel started acting more monstrous than usual, her eyes were glowing a particular flaxen shade of yellow and she was snarling at him and hissing, also hissing at Nathan as well. Although Nathan wasn't doing anything wrong, he was just taking a personality quiz. Specifically it was one titled "What Percent of Donald Trump Are You?".
"Okay...11% Trump. That's fair. I suppose I can be monstrous at times. But even though I am a monster i'm not THAT monstrous. Better retake the test again just to be certain. You can't be too careful that's what I say."
He took the test a couple of more times, this time he was sure he would pretty much get the same result, if not a different one. Hopefully he wouldn't get one above 60%, he was monstrous but he wasn't a Complete Monster. As Lithius set the table for dinner, Mel sneaked into the kitchen before sneaking over to the area where Nathan's supernaturally powered games and toys were stored.
"16%...okay still reasonable. 21%? I don't think so. 47%? WHAT? THAT'S JUST INSULTING. I AM NOTHING LIKE THAT! Okay...back to 11% again, good. I was worried I might come across as being too evil."
Lithius insisted on having a complicated security system installed but Nathan told him there was no point in installing it considering Mel's skills as a hacker, such as when they were trapped inside a video game and she used a special cheatcode to unlock the bonus ending, he also told him that science and the supernatural just don't mix except in the case of Ghostbusters and similar films. After several minutes in which there was nothing but arguments consisting of "why can't Mel do anything normal?", Nathan decided to check up on Mel to see what she was doing.
Mel was looking over at the box with the Apprentice board-game and Donald Trump action figure next to it, for some reason she wanted to get them out. But just as she was about to get them out, she felt like she was being followed which she was. Little did she know that there was something following her, that something being a costume of some sorts, but it wasn't an ordinary costume though.
This costume looked like a surprisingly realistic Trump costume modeled after him in the 80's, in particular when he was in 'Ghosts Can't Do It", the costume seemed to be acting on its or rather his - own, and he was interested in her. But not in the sexual way, rather - he was interested in her for other reasons. Simply known as Trumpbiote, he was a Nightbreed as in the ones from the Clive Barker movie of the same-name - he hissed several times as she walked by.
A few seconds later, she felt a pain in her neck as she collapsed on the floor. When Nathan got there, he found that her heartbeat was normal and she still had a pulse but she had been drained of energy and her aura, she wasn't sick...but she was weaker than usual. She limply looked up at him, sighing a few times.
"Mel? Are you alright?"
"I don't know what's gotten into me."
"It's okay. I'm sure you must have been under some mind control induced trance or something, trust me I know. You're lucky that I am here to help. I would consider telling Lithius but you know how he is, ugh...he's so uptight sometimes. Obsessed with trying to live a normal life."
"Yeah, that is annoying when does that. Not to mention he's a total perv who hits on me all the time and has tried to have sex with me several times. I know he's a dog but does have to be a HORN dog as well?"
"I know...I tried telling him you don't like it but he never listens..."
"He's obsessed with normality as well, he keeps trying to make it happen but it will never happen. Because well, look at him - he's basically Scooby Doo crossed with Superman and Mighty Mouse and then fused with Hercules and Thor. I'm pretty sure having powers that come from another world isn't normal by any means unless of course
you're a monster or a superhero/supervillain."
"Yeah...it's sad. I wish he'd let that go already."
"He told me that it's a terrible idea to shop at the regular human supermarket. Ugh...I HATE those places. I know you can have food delivered to you but normal is just so boring and overrated. For pete's sake, he's one of us - he should be proud of what he is. He's a fellow monster, yeah - I know he's a superhero and all, but still...that is pretty extraordinary."
"Besides, monster stores are more reliant than regular stores because at least the staff are easier to get along with. Human supermarket staff can be so rude sometimes, like this one time I was waiting in line and this one bag-boy made a 'Team Edward' joke, just because i'm vampiric doesn't mean he has the right to make jokes like THAT. Edward isn't even a real vampire, just a sparkling disco-fairy thing pretending to be a vampire."
"The only reason I go to human supermarkets and normal human stores is to chat with my friends and go to the magazine rack. Besides, normal is so tedious. I tried doing the normal thing once...and it was pretty much a bland alternate reality styled after a cheesy sitcom with the only highlight being me acting like Roseanne Barr!"
"Yeah...and remember when we had to act normal when he had his friends over? I came across as being way too needy and you were...well...creepy. He made you act like a Stepford Wife."
"I know....he just uses the same excuses over and over again. I love him, but can't he give the normality thing a rest once and a while? I mean he's always complaining about how nothing ever goes right and how he can't have a day in which nothing goes wrong but yet...his complaints aren't doing him any favors either. He needs to consider embracing his more monstrous side more often."
"Yeah...so many excuses..."
"Too many to be exact..."
"Ah, excuses excuses excuses... if there is anything I can't stand it is excuses. If I were you, i'd have him fired or at least be more strict on him or try to put him in his place. Clearly he thinks he can order you around and make you do what he wants you to do. But it's you who is in charge, and you should be giving HIM the orders instead..." A rather sinister, Trump-like voice echoed.
"Finally! Someone who goes agree with me. Wait... w-who said that?"
"Why I did..."
Mel and Nathan turned around and saw Trumpbiote as he appeared when not in his realistic costume form, he looked and sounded just like Trump himself - or rather he looked, sounded and acted like him when he was in the 1989 film Ghosts Can't Do It, he looked at Mel several times.
"My name is Trumpbiote...and I couldn't help but hear about your troubles with that boyfriend of yours. Having seen what he is like for myself, I don't blame you, that guy needs to loosen up. I mean what is normality anyway? In case he doesn't know, there are monsters here. I'm a monster, you're a monster...we're all monsters. We should embrace who we are."
"You know what....you're right? I'm Mel by the way and this is Nathan..."
"Hi-hi-hi there...say..what are you, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Well..it's complicated. You see, i'm a Nightbreed. If you've seen the 1990 film of the same name you'd know what they are. I'm sort of an unconventional vampire if you catch my drift."
Nathan rushed up to him, excitedly greeting him in his own unique way and introducing himself. He was very pleased to see a fellow vampire, especially one that was different than most vampires he had seen. You see, he was one of those energy vampires ala Lifeforce or the creatures from Sleepwalkers.
"So...you're a fellow vampire...like me?"
"Why yes...I am..."
"Are you a specific type of vampire?"
"I'm not entirely sure. I'm pretty sure i'm a Psi or 'energy' vampire as humans call them - i'm in a league of my own, considering I am a Nightbreed and everything. So basically I am an energy vampire of sorts."
"So that's why Mel's been drained of her energy and aura..."
"Exactly..."
"So what are you here for?"
"Well as I explained earlier...I know that Mel's been having a hard-time dealing with her boyfriend Lithius and his horrible habits. Luckily I know how to fix that. She needs to be tougher on him, she needs to be the one in charge for once.."
"I do?"
"Of course you do Mel. You don't have to let yourself be pushed around by Lithius, he may be your boyfriend but you are the one in charge of your own life and he can't tell you what you can and can't do."
"I don't know if I can...i'm too..."
"Too precious? Too delicate? Yeah I heard Lithius say the same thing about you. He's been saying how you should be more open and not be so shy. Don't you listen to him, he does not know any better. Unlike me...trust me."
"Aaaaw...that's awfully nice of you."
"It's no trouble at all. Say, since you were so nice as to supply me with bits of your energy and your aura earlier, I might as well as repay you. I know how to help you take control and put him in his place. I know just the thing to toughen you up."
"How?"
"Just relax and let me show you how..."
Trumpbiote hissed a few times as his fingernails extended, becoming sharper and resembling claws that were colored a flaxen shade of gold. He scratched Mel a few times with his claws, she flinched a little but it didn't hurt. The effects of his scratch started taking effect immediately starting from within as his DNA began to merge with hers, causing her aura to recover but also darken a bit. She was getting increasingly stronger and more fierce as a result but that wasn't all.
She heard several crunching sounds as the changes started to take place, her fur smoothening away to reveal glistening and pristine looking skin as her build started broadening up starting with her arms and hands, her hands enlarging as her fingernails sharpened a bit more. In addition to this her black tank top and bra both snapped off as the former broadened and barrelled out, while her breasts retracted into her chest, she didn't need them anyway.
Her clothing or what remained of the upper-half of it, morphed and fused itself into a rather sleek looking business suit as her back bulked up to go with her torso and chest, her hips retracting in size as her koala-like tail vanished, her legs accumulating in size just like her arms as did her feet. Her privates altering into the more mannish variant as she snarled several times, now thoughts and feelings were influencing her as this was happening, making her more dominant and powerful side motivate her in the process, in a way to her this felt good.
Two words came into her mind as the process continued and those words were "fierce" and also "powerful", yes...fierce and powerful. She liked the sound of both words and she knew that both of them suited her perfectly, she definitely did feel more confident than she ever had before. She couldn't help but semi-purr in a satisfied manner as she elevated in height to 6'2 while her shoulders and back broadened. Now at 6'2 and between either 198lbs or 236lbs, she generally did look more imposing than she ever did in any of her monster forms and better yet, her personality was toughening up as well - becoming more determined.
Slowly but surely...assets of her usual personality were being altered and shifted along with her memories, all of the ones she normally would have fading away, being replaced with ones of being a very successful businessman and billionaire, and not only that but also the very best of all when it came to playing the game of big business. Her koala-like ears vanished in the same fashion as her tail did as her hair slicked itself back several times, turning from brownish to strawberry blonde. Her brow pronounciated itself as her eyebrows bushed up and turned blonde to match her hair, she sighed and purred a few more times as she enjoyed her transformation and its overall progress.
Her eyes turned from brown to icy blue as they widened, her nose becoming a bit more pronounced as her neckline shifted, in addition to this her lips lost their lusciousness but shifted to look almost as kissable - her features roughening up and altering, sculpting themselves and altering to take on a more red-blooded appearance. Yep, red-blooded and red just like the tie she was now wearing. Her cheekbones became sharper and more pronounced as her features morphed even more, a few seconds later she now resembled none other than the man Trumpbiote was based on. Yep, she now bore a very striking resemblance to 1980's era Donald Trump, and in her altering mind, it suited her more than being a koala-girl.
Those two words from before continued to echo in her mind..."fierce" and "powerful", yes...very fitting for someone like her... as her voice altered, becoming deeper and gruffer but also full of authority and determination, shifting to match her appearance - her personality and memories rapidly shifting even more, now she or rather at this point he remembered that he was a very successful businessman and billionaire, not only that but that he was the very best in the business.
A few seconds later and his memories and personality came into full force, as he remembered that he was none other than Donald J. Trump, his transformation completed itself as he admired what his vampiric friend/doppelganger had done. Where once was Mel the koala-girl was now Donald J. Trump and he wouldn't have it any other way, he was fierce and powerful and now he was the one in charge.
"Ah yes...much better. Now I can be the one in charge for once and I won't have to take orders from anyone. Now i'm the one giving the orders. I can honestly say this is my best achievement yet!"
Donald smiled to himself for a few seconds before thanking Trumpbiote for giving him this gift as he referred to it as, he then walked around the apartment, thinking several times on improvements that should be made. The place wasn't too bad but he figured it could use with a few upgrades and maybe a makeover all-together, and he was right - that supercanine was never tidy in the slightest.
"Is that you in there?"
"Ah, Nathan...good to see you. I'm Donald...but you may call me
"You know this place isn't too shabby, but that dog-man boyfriend of Mel's should really learn to loosen up a little. I mean he makes me look like a saint by comparison and that's something you normally wouldn't expect me to say."
"Anything else..."
"Yeah, if you see him - tell him that he needs to take better care of this place. I don't mind the scientific equipment and everything, but he needs to not make such a super-mess everywhere he goes."
"Yes, sir..."
"This place could use a makeover. This apartment will NOT do. It's not good enough for me...I think we need to go bigger. Also we can keep the science stuff, as long as we can find a way to put it to good use."
"How are we going to do that?"
"Watch and learn..."
Donald jumped onto the ground before extending his fingernails into long golden colored claws, touching the ground and concentrating - he gave off a glistening aura that affected everything in the apartment, turning everything golden and also in addition to this causing the apartment itself to shake, elevate and reform itself - growing higher and higher until it morphed into the spitting image of Trump Tower itself. Now to him that was the perfect place, definitely more suitable for a man like him and also fit for a king. Of course he couldn't have asked for anything better.
He sat back and purred to himself a little as he admired his handiwork, this was definitely more like it and he could see himself really getting used to living in it. In fact to him it was like a second home, of course he had more than just one home now...he had several and he admired them all. But this was his greatest home of them all. After all, it was Trump Tower, it was basically his domain and he could do as he pleased in it without being ordered around by others.
And with that, he decided to spread Trumpbiotes's and his own influence throughout the rest of the city - turning it into a very busy and lively New York-like setting with a rather heavy Trump influence. He even decided to buy his very own store and use it as a means as a way to get more people invested - soon, that store of his was making even more money than any other store in the country. Soon even Lithius's store lost its customers and everyone came flocking to the new store that 'The Donald' had worked on.
As for what happened later, he fully enjoyed the perks of being who he was and got to impress others with the gifts he possessed, sharing them all with everyone and in addition to that getting to be his own boss. After all he didn't need to take orders from anyone, he was the one giving the orders - he was Donald Trump after all. And he knew that now he was the one who did the bossing around, he didn't need anyone to tell him what he could and couldn't do. Even if they could, he could just use the powers that Trumpbiote had given him to persuade them otherwise.
Remember my friends, sometimes when things get too hectic - there's only one thing to do and that thing is take control and be your own boss. There comes a time where you simply must start giving the orders yourself, don't let yourself be a lackey for someone else, be your own boss and order them around for a change.
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