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“The world is a strange place, isn’t it?”
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The world has pretty much gone to shit, at least in the states it has… scent blockers have been outlawed by the president Donald Trump. But that’s bad news for him. Because he himself is an omega. Whoops…?
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Trump sits in his office, ignoring the fact that the news has gone wild over the fact that scent blockers have been outlawed. The streets were pretty much run rampant with heat-ridden omegas at this point… so why is everyone pissed? He simply wanted to make America great again, right…? RIGHT?!
Until… a sweet scent filled the room.
Shit.
Shit.
SHIT-
But Trump didn’t have any room to think. A stronger, harsher scent… or rather, musk… filled the room.
“Shit, he’s here already?”
Trump had completely forgotten that he had invited Elon Musk over for a “business” meeting… and since scent blockers had been outlawed by… himself… he couldn’t do shit to stop the aroma from reaching Elon’s nose…
“Hm, never thought our president would be an omega… especially since scent blockers are outlawed…” he grumbled.
“I only wanted to make America great again…” Trump retorts quietly.
“I think I can help you with that, omega boy.”
“H-how…?
Trump’s presidential nature was pretty much gone now. Elon’s alpha scent was driving him crazy…
“...I think you know.”