this is kind of a long one but it was my first exposure to real dem-soc theory from the epochal genius Chuck Tingle:

"Oh my god," I moan, "that feels so fucking good. Just do it, shove that big, fat unicorn horn up into my ass!"

With that, the presidential hopeful pushes forward, slowly but surely as he expands the limits of my sphincter around his beautiful horn. Deeper and deeper he slides until the protrusion is fully inserted within my anus, literally humming with political energy as though an electrical current is pulsing through it.

I can feel the democratic socialist vibrations filling my ass with warmth and then spilling out across my body, running down my arms and legs in a series of pleasant waves. Most importantly, I can feel the way that they massage my prostate deep within, causing my muscles to clench and release at the first hint of orgasm.

"Feel that burn!" Senator Sambers begins to command. "Feel that burn! Feel that fucking burn!"

"I feel it!" I scream in return. "This ass is for the people not just the wealthy elite!"

"Yes!" Bernie cries out enthusiastically.

The unicorn is pumping his horn in and out of me now, faster and faster as the incredible stimulation builds. My cock is rock hard, and I reach down between my legs to grip it tightly. I pump my hand across my length in time with the horned hammers against my backside, reeling from the incredible sensation. I can feel the orgasm within blossoming larger and larger, growing until I'm almost entirely consumed by its aching tension.

Just as I'm about to finish, however, Bernie removes his magical horn from my anus.

"Oh fuck," I groan. "I was so close."

"Climb on," the unicorn tells me with a wink.

I stand up, fully removing my clothes and then approaching the magical creature. I start to climb onto his back but Bernie stops me.

"No, down there," he instructs.

I'm confused at first, but then vaguely begin to understand as the unicorn lifts one leg to allow me underneath.

"Oh, I see," I giggle, climbing below and wrapping my naked body around Bernie's undercarriage. I can feel his massive cock tickling the rim of my already reamed out backdoor, and I instinctively push myself down, impaling my body across his mammoth rod.

"Hang on," Bernie says mischievously, then begins to gallop towards the door. We hit it hard, bursting through and out into the arena hallway yet again.

It's late in the evening now, but there are still a few supporters milling about. When they see us they start to cheer, immediately recognizing the moment for what it is, the official announcement of Bernie Sambers vice presidential running mate.

"I am pleased to say that Lorp Rims is my new running mate!" the unicorn bellows as we gallop past the onlookers, the cock still slamming away at my asshole.

The people erupt in cheer as we fly by, rocketing down the hallway and out through the doors of the arena.