Trumping Things Up
Trumping Things Up
Donald Trump TF/MC with werecat theme
NOTE:
This is a meta tf of my character into pre-election Donald Trump and this involves MC of some kind as well as political humor, this also explains how the election messes with my character's powers. Also this is based on personal experiences and views. Save complaints for something more serious.
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Nathan Forester was never one to be political but when he did, there was no stopping him - he was the kind of monster that never stopped sinking his teeth in, and he knew there was plenty more to come in the next four to eight years due to the Trump presidency, he couldn't resist just acting all snarky and letting out his more monstrous side out, especially when responding to Trump's attempts at tweets on Twitter.
He and the orange mutant known as Donald Trump had been enemies even before the election and so it gave him great satisfaction to lash out at the man. It was as if there was a more monstrous persona that was influencing him and making him let his more fierce side out, some of his friends didn't like this and they thought it was a bizarre pattern of sorts, but he told them that it was for satirical purposes and they listened, but they still felt the need to complain about it.
"Can we talk about the Trump stuff?"
"Sure..."
"I have an issue with it.."
"Oh boy here we go again. You are going to whine about how you don't get these celebrity gags and pop culture references and then you're going to tell me how you don't like Trump being involved. Look..it's satire...what? Weren't you raised on this sort of thing?"
"But...the Trump stuff...it's too much."
"Well don't blame me for that, blame Trumpty."
"I just don't like to be reminded of him being president..it's driving me nuts."
"That's kind of your problem. Look, if you don't like that - that's fine with me but don't come crying to me when everyone else joins in. Trump IS a big orange punching bag that everyone can beat up, like it or not...everyone in the USA including those in Oakendale ave got four to eight years of him."
"But..."
"But nothing, i'm biting back. I will NOT let that man ruin the USA."
"Don't ya think you are overdoing it with these Trump as a werecat images of yours, man?"
"Dude....Trump is just so much fun to poke fun of. Don't tell me you're starting to feel sorry for the overgrown tabby from hell. Lighten up, sheesh! No matter what I do, it's just not good enough.."
"But..."
"You never complained when I did Russell as a werewolf, demon, vampire or weredog. What? Don't you like me getting all political like this? Well i'm sorry but those were political too. I know you're afraid of what will happen, and I feel the same way too - I really do but i'm branching out."
"Maybe you shouldn't..."
"Shouldn't be doing what? Making more of them? Honey, Trump as a werecat is much tamer than the real thing. Besides, these are fun. And you want me to have fun, don't ya? Of course you do...i'm having fun doing this."
"But..."
"What? Are you spineless or something? I thought you understood satire and that you were okay with it. I've been doing this celebrity schtick for ages and you have had no problem with it up until now. There's something you should know about me and Trump, we've been enemies even before he became president-elect."
"You mean?"
"Yes....you see, prior to him actually winning the election I was on a mission of sorts. My mission was to feed on the blood of members of the Trump family. Of course I started with Ivanka and Melania, I spared Barron, Eric and Donald Jr because I knew I would have to save some room for Donald himself. Which of course wasn't exactly easy considering I had to hypnotize the guards."
"Oh?"
"Trump wanted immortality you see, so he figured that he could try and get me to bite him in hopes of making him vampiric like me. Because he wanted vampire powers like mine. He tried to get me to drink his blood several times but I kept telling him that's not how vampirism works. He just wouldn't listen, and he fell over...which resulted in me accidentally drinking his blood."
"Is that a bad thing? I forgot..."
"Yeah. It's to do with my shapeshifting powers. Sometimes I may involuntarily change into the form of another person or character and it will be the result of a reaction I have to certain blood types, Trump's blood - while not foul-tasting as one might expect, had that kind of reaction..."
"So..."
"I turned into him... and it was horrifying. You think the election was a nightmare for humans? Well try being in my shoes and imagine what it's like to involuntarily turn into someone that everyone hates."
"That horrible, huh?"
"Yeah...I was stuck like that for about 4 hours afterwards.."
"So it's like an allergic reaction?"
"Exactly...and it still happens sometimes. The election just totally has been messing with my powers and causing all these Trump related 'episodes' to happen without warning, and sometimes I just can't stop them from happening. "
"In which case...wow, I didn't know you had it that bad..."
"So now do you see why I do this?"
"Yeah...and I don't blame ya. If I knew this would involve you and your powers, then I would have done something to help you ease the pain. I know understand what you went through and know how you feel."
He was about to reply back but before he could say anything, the full moon emerged from behind the clouds, this time the moon was a golden color. It was the very rare and illustrious golden moon that occurred every few years. He heard a gurgling sound coming from his stomach and decided to head over to his room.
Hurrying as fast as he could, he made his way to his apartment and over to the bedroom area of the apartment, he clutched his stomach as he felt pain coursing through his body, the glistening luna orb known as the the moon reflecting its light through the windows, which in turn was so powerful it almost blinded him. Luckily though it wore off, but the pain didn't.
To him it began to feel like he was coming down with an illness, he was getting dizzy and lightheaded but he wasn't, in fact he hadn't come down with any kind of disease at will - but to him it definitely felt that way. He then looked as he saw his skin losing its imperfections, glistening a little as it smoothened.
"Oh no..."
He groaned several times as his chest and torso slowly began to bulk up and broaden, pushing against his American Werewolf themed button up shirt, in addition to this the buttons on the shirt slowly began to ping one by one, popping off as his shirt strained and stretched. A few seconds later and there was a loud rip of sorts as his American Werewolf shirt ripped apart to reveal a coloration of sorts forming on his body, the coloration fused with his body and took on the form of a business suit which replaced his torn shirt, the business suit also extended down to his legs, fusing with his jeans to create the pants as well.
"Oh no...no...no...not again..."
The changes progressed up to his arms, making his arms swell and bulk up as his hands enlarged, in addition to this his legs broadened a bit as his night-boots as he called them morphed into a pair of black shoes. He screamed in agony as the pain continued jolting through his body, his back was the next to broaden as he tried to get onto his bed only to wind up breaking it by accident.
Horrified by this, he screamed several times as he slowly elevated in height to 6'2, looking at his new body he could see he was around 198-236lbs of not quite fat and not quite muscle, he grunted a couple of additional times as the changes continued, his neckline altering as his shoulders broadened. Around his neck, a long red necktie formed, cascading down the shirt of his suit.
Running his hands through his hair, he could feel blonde hairs fusing with the brown ones until bit by bit his hair slowly turned from brown to platinum blonde as it fluffed up, becoming a style that wasn't his, but more swirling. In addition to this his brow became a bit more pronounced as his eyebrows thickened, becoming bushier and turning the same color as his hair.
"Oh no....no...not this again...noooo..."
He cried to himself several times as his eyes widened, turning from hazel to an icy shade of blue as they did so, his nose altering a bit in size as his lips filled up, but still remaining masculine, they were also oddly kind of kissable. His cheekbones sharpened to an almost villainous level as his features slowly morphed and reshaped themselves, making him look less like himself and more like what would happen if you crossed Owen Wilson with Bill Pullman and Harrison Ford.
Upon examining his face in the mirror for a few seconds, he could see his features altering and reshaping themselves until he looked welll...Trumpish. In fact he now was a dead ringer for pre-election Donald Trump, which was to say he looked like 90's and Apprentice era Trump which wasn't half bad. At least he hadn't turned into current era Trump though, he shuddered at the thought of that . And at least his teeth were glistening.
"Aaaw man! I hate it when this happens! Stupid election. Stupid Trump becoming president-elect of the United States! Both just always seem to mess with my powers and make it a living hell for me."
He sighed a few times before getting a grumbling sensation in his throat, this caused his voice to deepen several times, becoming gruff and very stern but also fierce and authoritative, developing a signature New Yorkian accent and powerful tone to it - his voice altered several more times until he sounded like Trump himself.
"Oh well...you know what they say? Sometimes you just have to get political you know. Yeah, I can't stand Trumpnstuff as much as the next guy but sometimes you just have to take action instead of sitting around sulking."
His thoughts and personality altered as his memories shifted, matching his voice and appearance, giving him the thoughts and personality of pre-election Trump - he sighed as his transformation reached completion. Where Nathan once was now Donald J. Trump, he removed the ripped remains of his former shirt and placed it in a box with the other clothing before looking back at the bed.
"You know...turning into this form was bad enough but accidentally breaking my bed, that's slightly worse. I just hope that my friends and roommates don't find out about this. Some of my friends already know about this . But i'd hate to know what Lithius would think...knowing how much he hates it when I transform without warning, he'd probably be a sore loser about it - heh."
He twirled around for a few seconds, adjusting to his new height and build. Even though this had happened to him several times before - being Trump seemed strange and weird to him even though he was perfectly fine with how it turned out, he wasn't used to being so big before - granted he wasn't exactly huge by any means but if the height and weight stats about him were anything to go by...he was kind of a big guy.
"Oh my...woah...woah. Even though i've transformed into this form before it still feels weird to me. I mean i've never been anyone this tall apart from Christopher Walken, Bruce Campbell and Russell Brand. And how big IS Trump exactly? 198lbs? 236lbs? I can never tell. I must be pretty large."
Thinking for a few seconds, he tried out walking around in his new form just to see how well he'd adjust to being like that. Granted he hated Trump with a passion and being him to him wouldn't be the first thing on his list but still....he had to admit that pre-election Trump was pretty chilled and regal looking. He took a few steps further before taking on a regal looking stance.
He decided to give his look a bit of an upgrade for a bit, as his ears stretched out a little to become pointed and feline-like whiskers grew out of the cheeks on his face, in addition to this his canine teeth sharpened a little and a cat-like tail grew out from his rear, luckily the tail did not rip through the back of the pants. His fingernails extended, lengthened and sharpened to become akin to claws. Now he was a werecat-esque felid version of pre-election Trump, with fur that was blonde with the tabby gene thrown in.
"I don't know what my friend was on about with this political stuff. I see nothing wrong with politics and making fun of them. I guess he just needs a backbone or something, I mean the guy obviously understands satire but doesn't know how political satire works? What kind of planet is he from? No matter. He should get used to the fact i'll be doing this for quite a while. Hey, we've got 4 to 8 years of the big orange goon...and so expect to be more than a few months of THIS happening."
He swirled around for a few seconds before returning back to his regular well...regular by Trump standards form, luckily the one thing that hadn't been taken from him via the transformation were his powers and he could still use them. Of course he knew that he was likely to be stuck in this form for the rest of the night. Or at least for a few more hours or so.
But he wasn't all that worried about it, especially since could still use his powers. And so with that he decided to spend some time adjusting to his new form and getting used to how Trump did things. May this be a lesson to all of us, especially those in the USA - it can take time to try and get used to new things, particularly scary ones like a Trump presidency, but it is best to remain level-headed and not to get overly whiny or vindictive about it.
Complaining and being all aggressive and violent about things like this will only make things worse, obsessing over how bad it's going to be isn't helping much either. Keep calm in times like this and remember my friends, that sometimes we all have to get political at some point in our lives whether we want to or not.
Donald Trump TF/MC with werecat theme
NOTE:
This is a meta tf of my character into pre-election Donald Trump and this involves MC of some kind as well as political humor, this also explains how the election messes with my character's powers. Also this is based on personal experiences and views. Save complaints for something more serious.
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Nathan Forester was never one to be political but when he did, there was no stopping him - he was the kind of monster that never stopped sinking his teeth in, and he knew there was plenty more to come in the next four to eight years due to the Trump presidency, he couldn't resist just acting all snarky and letting out his more monstrous side out, especially when responding to Trump's attempts at tweets on Twitter.
He and the orange mutant known as Donald Trump had been enemies even before the election and so it gave him great satisfaction to lash out at the man. It was as if there was a more monstrous persona that was influencing him and making him let his more fierce side out, some of his friends didn't like this and they thought it was a bizarre pattern of sorts, but he told them that it was for satirical purposes and they listened, but they still felt the need to complain about it.
"Can we talk about the Trump stuff?"
"Sure..."
"I have an issue with it.."
"Oh boy here we go again. You are going to whine about how you don't get these celebrity gags and pop culture references and then you're going to tell me how you don't like Trump being involved. Look..it's satire...what? Weren't you raised on this sort of thing?"
"But...the Trump stuff...it's too much."
"Well don't blame me for that, blame Trumpty."
"I just don't like to be reminded of him being president..it's driving me nuts."
"That's kind of your problem. Look, if you don't like that - that's fine with me but don't come crying to me when everyone else joins in. Trump IS a big orange punching bag that everyone can beat up, like it or not...everyone in the USA including those in Oakendale ave got four to eight years of him."
"But..."
"But nothing, i'm biting back. I will NOT let that man ruin the USA."
"Don't ya think you are overdoing it with these Trump as a werecat images of yours, man?"
"Dude....Trump is just so much fun to poke fun of. Don't tell me you're starting to feel sorry for the overgrown tabby from hell. Lighten up, sheesh! No matter what I do, it's just not good enough.."
"But..."
"You never complained when I did Russell as a werewolf, demon, vampire or weredog. What? Don't you like me getting all political like this? Well i'm sorry but those were political too. I know you're afraid of what will happen, and I feel the same way too - I really do but i'm branching out."
"Maybe you shouldn't..."
"Shouldn't be doing what? Making more of them? Honey, Trump as a werecat is much tamer than the real thing. Besides, these are fun. And you want me to have fun, don't ya? Of course you do...i'm having fun doing this."
"But..."
"What? Are you spineless or something? I thought you understood satire and that you were okay with it. I've been doing this celebrity schtick for ages and you have had no problem with it up until now. There's something you should know about me and Trump, we've been enemies even before he became president-elect."
"You mean?"
"Yes....you see, prior to him actually winning the election I was on a mission of sorts. My mission was to feed on the blood of members of the Trump family. Of course I started with Ivanka and Melania, I spared Barron, Eric and Donald Jr because I knew I would have to save some room for Donald himself. Which of course wasn't exactly easy considering I had to hypnotize the guards."
"Oh?"
"Trump wanted immortality you see, so he figured that he could try and get me to bite him in hopes of making him vampiric like me. Because he wanted vampire powers like mine. He tried to get me to drink his blood several times but I kept telling him that's not how vampirism works. He just wouldn't listen, and he fell over...which resulted in me accidentally drinking his blood."
"Is that a bad thing? I forgot..."
"Yeah. It's to do with my shapeshifting powers. Sometimes I may involuntarily change into the form of another person or character and it will be the result of a reaction I have to certain blood types, Trump's blood - while not foul-tasting as one might expect, had that kind of reaction..."
"So..."
"I turned into him... and it was horrifying. You think the election was a nightmare for humans? Well try being in my shoes and imagine what it's like to involuntarily turn into someone that everyone hates."
"That horrible, huh?"
"Yeah...I was stuck like that for about 4 hours afterwards.."
"So it's like an allergic reaction?"
"Exactly...and it still happens sometimes. The election just totally has been messing with my powers and causing all these Trump related 'episodes' to happen without warning, and sometimes I just can't stop them from happening. "
"In which case...wow, I didn't know you had it that bad..."
"So now do you see why I do this?"
"Yeah...and I don't blame ya. If I knew this would involve you and your powers, then I would have done something to help you ease the pain. I know understand what you went through and know how you feel."
He was about to reply back but before he could say anything, the full moon emerged from behind the clouds, this time the moon was a golden color. It was the very rare and illustrious golden moon that occurred every few years. He heard a gurgling sound coming from his stomach and decided to head over to his room.
Hurrying as fast as he could, he made his way to his apartment and over to the bedroom area of the apartment, he clutched his stomach as he felt pain coursing through his body, the glistening luna orb known as the the moon reflecting its light through the windows, which in turn was so powerful it almost blinded him. Luckily though it wore off, but the pain didn't.
To him it began to feel like he was coming down with an illness, he was getting dizzy and lightheaded but he wasn't, in fact he hadn't come down with any kind of disease at will - but to him it definitely felt that way. He then looked as he saw his skin losing its imperfections, glistening a little as it smoothened.
"Oh no..."
He groaned several times as his chest and torso slowly began to bulk up and broaden, pushing against his American Werewolf themed button up shirt, in addition to this the buttons on the shirt slowly began to ping one by one, popping off as his shirt strained and stretched. A few seconds later and there was a loud rip of sorts as his American Werewolf shirt ripped apart to reveal a coloration of sorts forming on his body, the coloration fused with his body and took on the form of a business suit which replaced his torn shirt, the business suit also extended down to his legs, fusing with his jeans to create the pants as well.
"Oh no...no...no...not again..."
The changes progressed up to his arms, making his arms swell and bulk up as his hands enlarged, in addition to this his legs broadened a bit as his night-boots as he called them morphed into a pair of black shoes. He screamed in agony as the pain continued jolting through his body, his back was the next to broaden as he tried to get onto his bed only to wind up breaking it by accident.
Horrified by this, he screamed several times as he slowly elevated in height to 6'2, looking at his new body he could see he was around 198-236lbs of not quite fat and not quite muscle, he grunted a couple of additional times as the changes continued, his neckline altering as his shoulders broadened. Around his neck, a long red necktie formed, cascading down the shirt of his suit.
Running his hands through his hair, he could feel blonde hairs fusing with the brown ones until bit by bit his hair slowly turned from brown to platinum blonde as it fluffed up, becoming a style that wasn't his, but more swirling. In addition to this his brow became a bit more pronounced as his eyebrows thickened, becoming bushier and turning the same color as his hair.
"Oh no....no...not this again...noooo..."
He cried to himself several times as his eyes widened, turning from hazel to an icy shade of blue as they did so, his nose altering a bit in size as his lips filled up, but still remaining masculine, they were also oddly kind of kissable. His cheekbones sharpened to an almost villainous level as his features slowly morphed and reshaped themselves, making him look less like himself and more like what would happen if you crossed Owen Wilson with Bill Pullman and Harrison Ford.
Upon examining his face in the mirror for a few seconds, he could see his features altering and reshaping themselves until he looked welll...Trumpish. In fact he now was a dead ringer for pre-election Donald Trump, which was to say he looked like 90's and Apprentice era Trump which wasn't half bad. At least he hadn't turned into current era Trump though, he shuddered at the thought of that . And at least his teeth were glistening.
"Aaaw man! I hate it when this happens! Stupid election. Stupid Trump becoming president-elect of the United States! Both just always seem to mess with my powers and make it a living hell for me."
He sighed a few times before getting a grumbling sensation in his throat, this caused his voice to deepen several times, becoming gruff and very stern but also fierce and authoritative, developing a signature New Yorkian accent and powerful tone to it - his voice altered several more times until he sounded like Trump himself.
"Oh well...you know what they say? Sometimes you just have to get political you know. Yeah, I can't stand Trumpnstuff as much as the next guy but sometimes you just have to take action instead of sitting around sulking."
His thoughts and personality altered as his memories shifted, matching his voice and appearance, giving him the thoughts and personality of pre-election Trump - he sighed as his transformation reached completion. Where Nathan once was now Donald J. Trump, he removed the ripped remains of his former shirt and placed it in a box with the other clothing before looking back at the bed.
"You know...turning into this form was bad enough but accidentally breaking my bed, that's slightly worse. I just hope that my friends and roommates don't find out about this. Some of my friends already know about this . But i'd hate to know what Lithius would think...knowing how much he hates it when I transform without warning, he'd probably be a sore loser about it - heh."
He twirled around for a few seconds, adjusting to his new height and build. Even though this had happened to him several times before - being Trump seemed strange and weird to him even though he was perfectly fine with how it turned out, he wasn't used to being so big before - granted he wasn't exactly huge by any means but if the height and weight stats about him were anything to go by...he was kind of a big guy.
"Oh my...woah...woah. Even though i've transformed into this form before it still feels weird to me. I mean i've never been anyone this tall apart from Christopher Walken, Bruce Campbell and Russell Brand. And how big IS Trump exactly? 198lbs? 236lbs? I can never tell. I must be pretty large."
Thinking for a few seconds, he tried out walking around in his new form just to see how well he'd adjust to being like that. Granted he hated Trump with a passion and being him to him wouldn't be the first thing on his list but still....he had to admit that pre-election Trump was pretty chilled and regal looking. He took a few steps further before taking on a regal looking stance.
He decided to give his look a bit of an upgrade for a bit, as his ears stretched out a little to become pointed and feline-like whiskers grew out of the cheeks on his face, in addition to this his canine teeth sharpened a little and a cat-like tail grew out from his rear, luckily the tail did not rip through the back of the pants. His fingernails extended, lengthened and sharpened to become akin to claws. Now he was a werecat-esque felid version of pre-election Trump, with fur that was blonde with the tabby gene thrown in.
"I don't know what my friend was on about with this political stuff. I see nothing wrong with politics and making fun of them. I guess he just needs a backbone or something, I mean the guy obviously understands satire but doesn't know how political satire works? What kind of planet is he from? No matter. He should get used to the fact i'll be doing this for quite a while. Hey, we've got 4 to 8 years of the big orange goon...and so expect to be more than a few months of THIS happening."
He swirled around for a few seconds before returning back to his regular well...regular by Trump standards form, luckily the one thing that hadn't been taken from him via the transformation were his powers and he could still use them. Of course he knew that he was likely to be stuck in this form for the rest of the night. Or at least for a few more hours or so.
But he wasn't all that worried about it, especially since could still use his powers. And so with that he decided to spend some time adjusting to his new form and getting used to how Trump did things. May this be a lesson to all of us, especially those in the USA - it can take time to try and get used to new things, particularly scary ones like a Trump presidency, but it is best to remain level-headed and not to get overly whiny or vindictive about it.
Complaining and being all aggressive and violent about things like this will only make things worse, obsessing over how bad it's going to be isn't helping much either. Keep calm in times like this and remember my friends, that sometimes we all have to get political at some point in our lives whether we want to or not.
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