GEORGE WASHINGTON X READER

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Jaala Mup-Mup was a beautiful young woman. She was strong willed with a short temper, but still managed to be caring as well. All of this didn't matter of course. The reason being that it was the 1700's, and she was black. Jaala was put to work the moment she was born and was forced to pick cotton as a newborn infant. Though she didn't know it when she was little, she was destined for great things. Miss Mup-Mup was born as a slave for a wealthy and well-known family. She worked for the Washingtons. The head of the family, George Washington, first laid eyes on her weeks after her birth. The second he saw her he whispered to himself, "This girl looks like a piece of shit." And he was right. She was a fucking demon. Always running around and causing trouble then yelling to defend herself whenever George brought the whip out. Oddly enough, she managed to wiggle out of all of her punishments with her persuasive tone.

One day, George had to go. It was him job to lead the revolution and help his country. Jaala, now a young, stubborn woman, was convinced that she could contribute to the war effort. She brought this topic up with George. Mister Washington then proceeded to grab a banana, peel it, then smush it all over her face. Being the little filthy whore she is, she enjoyed every second of it. She seductively dragged a finger down her face then licked the smushed banana off of it. This earned a small smirk from Washington.
"Washington like." He quietly commented. She simply winked in response. That's when she grabbed the whip that he was holding behind his back and proceeded to tackle him down, punching the life out of his face. She then stood on his chest and screamed.
"NOW I HOLD THE POWER!" The tables have turned. They have turned. TURNED.