Previous Chapters
Close
Chapter 1 - THE AWAKENING1,300 words
Chapter 2- WAR IS COMING719 words
Chapter 3 - THE FINAL BATTLE!!!1,237 words

Chapter 3 - THE FINAL BATTLE!!!

Author's Note:

COVER ART FOR THIS CHAPTER!!!

Lord Emperor Trump marched onwards towards the small village of Canterlot. With his destination in mind, his manly scent washed over the entirety of his followers, Ponyville, and the military as he followed the lone survivor of pony platoon 5b.

The pony regalled him with horrors of Hillary and her doings in the town of Canterlot until the very moment they reached the gates of the city.

“Open up!” Trump bellowed from his downwards position.

Far far above, Hillary heard him and his super loud and powerful voice echo throughout the night. Staring down with slit eyes like a snake’s, she echoed back in her super powerful feminist voice,

“WOMEN, PREPARE TO FIGHT THE MISOGYNISTS!”

Cries of horror and of joy spread out through the lands as the feminist armies started marching to the gates, ready to meet their equals on the other side. Or, not their equals, if you asked the feminists.

Large, tubby, but healthy women with bright pink and blue hair stumbled onto the front lines, leading the charge as the United Drumpf Forces approached the gate.

Followed behind the healthy woomen, feminist screechers held themselves and screeched, rightfully earning their name.

“PEDOPHILE. RAPIST. MISOGYNIST. HOMOPHOBE.”

This verbal assault carried over the palace walls and spread out upon the Trump army, annoying them greatly and lowering their morale, as, they wondered who it was in their ranks that was all of these things.

Trump took a stand on top of a pile of working class citizens, representing his immense wealth and power over the plebeians.

“They mean to divide us! Bad! We see past their lies! Down with the fake news! Down!”

The Trump armies roared to life in a response to him.

Seeing this, a shudder went through Hillary’s abdomen.

No. She thought. I must stop this at once.

She channeled her feminist powers, some of it coming out as a sickly fish smell, and aimed it towards Trump’s army. Squeezing really hard, a magical Sarah Silverman shot from her crotch, hitting the military.

Suddenly, the military started changing, they grew boobs out of their bodies and became super lithe and sexy. They started pointing their weapons at everyone else not around them without their fantastic new feminine bodies, but suddenly!

General Mad Dog Mattis floated out of the group of Trump supporters wearing his handsome uniform. Rising like Jesus, his ascent stopped twenty feet above the ground. His eyes glowed shiningly bright as he held out his hand to the military, palm facing them.

“MARINES, DON’T LET THESE WICKED WOMEN OVERCOME YOU. FIGHT THEIR RESISTANCE!!”

Suddenly, howling could be heard throughout the military as an eighth of them started transforming. Their boobs exploded off and their fabulousness disappeared… only to be replaced with devil dogs, ready for battle. They became shock troops, fully covered in their Tom Clancy gear with their M16A4s in their hands, ready to fire. In place of the boobs and fabulousness, they grew super handsome with only the most chiseled of faces, ready for war like Tom Cruise and an action movie.

BAM BAM BAM BAM. M16A4s started firing off into the feminist military, downing the majority of them. Some survived and attacked back, but were quickly defeated in hand-on-hand combat with the devil dogs. Even though the military was cut down by seven-eighths of their size, it didn’t matter, because the devil dogs were super shock troopers, worth the military hundreds of times over.

Soon after, enough cries of pedophile and rapist were shouted for the gate in front of the feminists to finally stop oppressing them. It rolled upwards as the two sides clashed.

Trump watched as blood and feminist feces were flung everywhere. Despite being heavily outnumbered and out-cucked, he believed in his country.

Across the battlefield, Hillary stared at anger in Trump. He foiled her plans again! First the election, now equestria! She couldn’t let him do any more damage, charging up her super calves, she leaped across the sky like the majestic being that she is.

Seeing his equal leap towards him, Trump had his wife give a silent prayer before using the power of Jesus to shoot him off of the ground and towards Hillary’s exact trajectory.

Hillary gasped as a giant cross showed up in the sky behind him, a bright holy light illuminating behind him.

She quickly steeled her emotions and her expression before closing her eyes and quickly summoning the power of the feminist religion, Islam, into her leap.

She felt a powerful hijab of power appear over her head, increasing her feminist powers of choice by millions.

As the two of them soared towards eachother, they both knew they would need more power.

Trump called upon the Christian ancestors of his country and his country’s belief in him and themselves to fight the feminists while Hillary called upon the tears of the feminists from the election and the powerful peaceful Islamic culture into her soul.

The two of them grew to the size of skyscrapers as they flew at each other. They both knew that this truly was the last battle. Whoever one would have control of everything ever, especially the resources in Africa.

BOOOOOOOOOOOm.

The two of them collided in midair, sending out a powerful shockwave smelling of man and feman across the entire dimension. A mixture of testosterone and estrogen filled the sky. The clashing Trump and Hillary forces below continued fighting despite the massive shockwave as the two of them started ninja punching each other in midair, not moving at all while doing so.

This continued for a very long time until Trump’s wife called the congress for a prayer, enraging the feminists so much that their armies started to randomly explode. This gave trump’s supporters even more power, thus, giving him even MORE power.

He threw an uppercut across Hillary’s face, sending her flying into the ground, where he body slammed her and grabbed her by the crotch before bellowing in victory.

“TOGETHER, WE WILL MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!!!”

Hillary, almost on the very tippy toe of death, looked at Trump with tired eyes as she spotted a small friendship necklace around his neck. The little half-heart sung to her.

“Y-y-you…”

Trump held on as he turned to see what she was saying, her body splayed out below him.

Hillary coughed up blood before she limply used a hand to reach inbetween her bossoms and pull out a friendship necklace of her own. She held it up next to Trump’s hanging necklace, each perfectly matching the other.

She fell limp, her body stopping its painful shuddering.

Trump let go of her crotch and stood up and backed away.

“No…no-no-no-”

He fell to his knees.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

He cried as he gently put his arms around Hillary’s waste and held her upright, hugging her bloodied body against him.

“WHY DID I KILL MY TRUE LOVE?!??”

He cried.

A volley of tears fell down his face as he accepted his fate.

Standing up, he hardened himself. Below, the feminist armies had fallen to Trump’s armies once and for all. With no survivors of the feminists left, Trump, the devildogs, and the city of ponyville stood victorious.

With one last final bellow and one last tear streaming down his eye, he announced,

“Together, we have made America great again!.”

797 views

205

Previous Chapters