Melanie Brown, president of the US

Melanie smiled as she stood in front of tens of thousands of people with her hand on a bible in the middle of Washington DC. It was a cold January day but even colder for the newest president as she was not even wearing shoes. Her 38DD tits were slightly jiggling as she shivered with the wind chill despite many portable heaters set up around her. Her pussy was on display as well as her pubic hair that she had styled to look like a star above her waxed lips. She admitted she was chilly but she would have felt worse knowing that she let down all the people that had voted for her. She chuckled to herself as her nudity was now a symbol of American pride. She looked back at her wife, who was beaming with pride, all cozy in her warm clothes as well as her VP and her wife in their warm clothes. She couldn’t help but reminisce about how she got to this position…

Melanie had started this journey as a small time lawyer that represented and defended those that were in rough legal situations. At first she enjoyed winning the few cases she could but the losses quickly started to stack up as she saw just how corrupt the legal system was. Her opponents were quick to turn the legality of a trial into a show of skin and flashing to get what she wanted. Melanie was enjoying dinner and a few bottles of wine in her office with her wife, Rhonda. In their drunkenness, Rhonda had suggested that Melanie should run for president, which felt like a hilarious joke until Rhonda made the point that the last person to hold the office didn’t even have a background in politics before he became president.

“Well you have to have something that separates you from your opponents!” Rhonda suggested as she took a sip of wine from her glass and took a bite of her Chinese take out.

“I feel like just being a woman in politics kinda already does that,” Melanie said with a chuckle.

“No one is going to take you seriously just because you are an educated woman. You need something that will literally have people wanting you to be their president!” Rhonda said emphatically pounding her hand on the desk.

“Well I have no clue. Maybe a funny hat or a different hair style?” Melanie asked not really knowing what Rhonda was looking for.

“No I was thinking…you wearing nothing at all…” Rhonda said biting her finger with a lustful look at her wife. “Naked President Mel!”

“You’re joking right…” Melanie said with a laugh but saw Rhonda wasn’t laughing. “There is no way I could just be naked on live tv and not get arrested!”

“Well you’re the lawyer you know exactly how to get away with being naked in public and if you want to change things then you better be willing to take risks,” Rhonda said clutching her fist proudly.

Melanie chuckled and said, “I’ll see what I can do. I seriously doubt that I’ll even make it past one debate.”